<?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-13581309</id><updated>2012-01-06T21:46:52.167+08:00</updated><category term='babbling'/><title type='text'>Über Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Older, Wiser, Lazier</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1038185334150069618</id><published>2011-12-31T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:05:09.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011: Year Of The K (Korea)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Highlight Of The Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Brho5HoPA6M/TvvihYeDd0I/AAAAAAAAA98/p89pHHUK4-M/s1600/P1080217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Brho5HoPA6M/TvvihYeDd0I/AAAAAAAAA98/p89pHHUK4-M/s320/P1080217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;1st Place: &lt;/i&gt;My Korea tour, awesome fun tour for me, first time able to take a 2 weeks break and spend 12 days away from Malaysia. Totally enjoy myself meeting different people and experiencing new places and food each day. Looking forward to try that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1BqZmfnaRI/TvviksswKxI/AAAAAAAAA-E/pS9TAO9wuyY/s1600/P1080649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g1BqZmfnaRI/TvviksswKxI/AAAAAAAAA-E/pS9TAO9wuyY/s320/P1080649.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;2nd Place:&lt;/i&gt; Seeing SNSD live for the first time during my Korea tour. Abit let off in the end due to tiredness but still worth it....haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Discovery Of The Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T2mDIwIs4uI/THpjuTpxuxI/AAAAAAAAA48/GcvwIzkH14k/s1600/9920100825201649971691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T2mDIwIs4uI/THpjuTpxuxI/AAAAAAAAA48/GcvwIzkH14k/s320/9920100825201649971691.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384797_10150456274567054_532482053_8782060_482193311_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384797_10150456274567054_532482053_8782060_482193311_n.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;1st Place:&lt;/i&gt; Started to get addicted to K-Pop songs, was listening to SNSD songs first, then grew to others like Kara, Rainbow, Miss A etc. Really like their whole package, dance choreography and catchy song. Now, always wait for my K-pop week which starts from Thursday to Sunday every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;2nd Place: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Android, which is much more fun than Apple IOS. Love to customize my homescreen and finding new widgets and apps to play. And flashing, just to enjoy new updated software for the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food Of The Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywZhFuyJs_E/Tvve7fWtjfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/0W5PEcPozXE/s1600/IMAG0279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywZhFuyJs_E/Tvve7fWtjfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/0W5PEcPozXE/s320/IMAG0279.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1TY68oRAng/TvvfYOIOXPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/jRn80HUSX7I/s1600/IMAG0188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1TY68oRAng/TvvfYOIOXPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/jRn80HUSX7I/s320/IMAG0188.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;1st place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Korean skewered pork meat. The taste is so good where the meat just melt in your mouth. And the sauce is so good as well, not the typical ketchup or BBQ sauce. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;2nd place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Seoul street burger, the patty is made fresh each day. I can see the ahjunma making it before 5pm and finish selling by 7 or 8pm. Juicy burgers which delicious sauce as well. So much better than McD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss Of The Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celcom.com.my/smartphones/img/devices/iphone/iphone4s/iphone4s.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.celcom.com.my/smartphones/img/devices/iphone/iphone4s/iphone4s.png" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/alicia_vv/SNSD%20Concert%20Day%201/IMG_0139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/alicia_vv/SNSD%20Concert%20Day%201/IMG_0139.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;1st place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Really regret not going for the Singapore SNSD concert. Was thinking whether to spend that money for it or not. Later, realize that their concert organized in Singapore should be much more proper, well plan and worth watching compare to being in Malaysia, if there ever will be :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;2nd place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Miss out on the Iphone 4S package due to my mistake getting the MNP done late with Celcom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;To be honest, I do feel the year ended almost as quickly as it started. Wonder if its due to age or some other reasons since we always say that. Time is limited and we must learn to grab any opportunities&amp;nbsp; and whatever chances we come across so that we can live with no regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1038185334150069618?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1038185334150069618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1038185334150069618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1038185334150069618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1038185334150069618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-year-of-k-korea.html' title='2011: Year Of The K (Korea)'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Brho5HoPA6M/TvvihYeDd0I/AAAAAAAAA98/p89pHHUK4-M/s72-c/P1080217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1954151999772627241</id><published>2011-12-12T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:59:27.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koreal Travel Log Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;What I like about Korea?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The city, the subway, buses, clean, organized and efficient, even all toilets are clean.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The girls mostly dress up &amp;amp; make up, classy and nice to look at. You seldom see a fat one&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; too..haha&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The weather, autumn is so nice, cool with cold breeze. &lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The food, wonderful BBQ, soup noodles and no need order drinks.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Stayed in a guesthouse that feels like home where everyone is friendly. Owner so kind even&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ta-pau fried chicken for supper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I did in Korea?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Went to Kpop music show, saw SNSD live!!&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Went to a bar with hostelmates at Hongdae&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Went for BBQ with hostelmates &lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ride a roller coster after like 15 years, and zoo…felt like a kid&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Met a lot of people from Holland, Taiwan, HKG, Japanese, France, Canada, Aussie etc.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Went to palaces, shopped at Namdaemun, Myeondong , checked out Hwaseong fortress&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ate fresh Korean sashimi at Noryangjin Fish Market&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Walk inside an old lava tube cave, Mangjanggul and hike up to a volcano crater, Seongsan&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ilchubong at Jeju.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I miss in Korea?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Hiking to one of the mountain, mainly due to distance and the leaves almost all gone.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Go to DMZ, didn’t plan for it.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Visit other cities, since didn’t play for it also&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Lantern festival at stream cuz I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Rainbow fountain at Banpo Bridge as it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Other parts of Korea...&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Korean girls…definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsL0n3AcY3k/TuWWZlWpUBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/X4lAaY5isR4/s1600/IMAG0211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsL0n3AcY3k/TuWWZlWpUBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/X4lAaY5isR4/s320/IMAG0211.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outside Samsung Office Tower in Gangnam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IyRR3bARrc/TuWWlVmwdDI/AAAAAAAAA9M/igdE0b-Lk5A/s1600/P1080598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IyRR3bARrc/TuWWlVmwdDI/AAAAAAAAA9M/igdE0b-Lk5A/s320/P1080598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bicycles for rent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uQbxSCwo0fE/TuWWaadlSDI/AAAAAAAAA8w/gqLOlqnG4j8/s1600/IMAG0197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uQbxSCwo0fE/TuWWaadlSDI/AAAAAAAAA8w/gqLOlqnG4j8/s320/IMAG0197.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BBQ dinner with hostemates and hostess :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujQt0KW12-o/TuWWj9i4ByI/AAAAAAAAA88/32oZZf6Mj0c/s1600/P1080650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujQt0KW12-o/TuWWj9i4ByI/AAAAAAAAA88/32oZZf6Mj0c/s320/P1080650.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My messy bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgOFKoDOSVY/TuWWkpwqAeI/AAAAAAAAA9E/r5Jsxxy1Jl8/s1600/P1080529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgOFKoDOSVY/TuWWkpwqAeI/AAAAAAAAA9E/r5Jsxxy1Jl8/s320/P1080529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Incredibly accurate display of bus arrival time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHW4We8RcvE/TuArBJ_hGHI/AAAAAAAAA8M/REVP64g_F9Q/s1600/P1080698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHW4We8RcvE/TuArBJ_hGHI/AAAAAAAAA8M/REVP64g_F9Q/s320/P1080698.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leftover chocolates from Pepero Day 11 Nov.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdBWko3R5TM/TuArJRX-xYI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Fazs0wd9aT4/s1600/IMAG0278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdBWko3R5TM/TuArJRX-xYI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Fazs0wd9aT4/s320/IMAG0278.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously tasty skewered pork meat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KQNCjjVTgM/TuArLS9yVHI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1uT08v-3vK4/s1600/P1080692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KQNCjjVTgM/TuArLS9yVHI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1uT08v-3vK4/s320/P1080692.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside Ho's Bar at Hongdae..too dark :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmPSQCzv5fo/TuArNg_8a6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/l3ggHg5FT6U/s1600/P1070772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmPSQCzv5fo/TuArNg_8a6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/l3ggHg5FT6U/s320/P1070772.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first meal in Korea..spicy tofu soup with beef.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/13581309-1954151999772627241?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1954151999772627241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1954151999772627241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1954151999772627241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1954151999772627241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/12/koreal-travel-log-summary.html' title='Koreal Travel Log Summary'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsL0n3AcY3k/TuWWZlWpUBI/AAAAAAAAA8s/X4lAaY5isR4/s72-c/IMAG0211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4184616245380903592</id><published>2011-12-08T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:10:02.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Days Seoul Travel</title><content type='html'>My final days in Seoul were spent traveling around the city. Anxiously waiting for the M! Countdown on Thursday. So glad that I manage to go in for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spent the last night having Korean BBQ with 2 hostelmates and headed to Ho's Bar in Hongdae for some beer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8-12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Yq2TyNUFk/Tt7qlNxNTYI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Aft_kY6laOk/s1600/P1080494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Yq2TyNUFk/Tt7qlNxNTYI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Aft_kY6laOk/s320/P1080494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Colored floating buildings near Banpo Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrJabiFmE74/Tt7qnr3UluI/AAAAAAAAA6w/hMvJMeV3W1M/s1600/P1080532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrJabiFmE74/Tt7qnr3UluI/AAAAAAAAA6w/hMvJMeV3W1M/s320/P1080532.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hwaseong Fortress at Suwon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vKWm6u2mo/Tt7qoOp85yI/AAAAAAAAA64/3k2F3qEUfaQ/s1600/P1080556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vKWm6u2mo/Tt7qoOp85yI/AAAAAAAAA64/3k2F3qEUfaQ/s320/P1080556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Part of the fortress wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-edlzxmaK6m4/Tt7qox6J3PI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Vp_kRzbAVDg/s1600/P1080572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-edlzxmaK6m4/Tt7qox6J3PI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Vp_kRzbAVDg/s320/P1080572.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cold and breezy lonely lane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkD-VDDdw0Y/Tt7qpsaeiAI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_feUch0Zoww/s1600/P1080591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkD-VDDdw0Y/Tt7qpsaeiAI/AAAAAAAAA7E/_feUch0Zoww/s320/P1080591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seafood at Noryangjin Fish Market, great fresh sashimi available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ECwBDw24wM/Tt7qqIETfSI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/EuyxHqfrYdk/s1600/P1080594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ECwBDw24wM/Tt7qqIETfSI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/EuyxHqfrYdk/s320/P1080594.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outside CJ Media Building. It was so cold and windy queuing for 1 hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fMn1a_ShWQ/Tt7qq25WazI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-fqNCS69x6w/s1600/P1080600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fMn1a_ShWQ/Tt7qq25WazI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-fqNCS69x6w/s320/P1080600.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gwanghwamun Plaza, King Sejong on the throne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPc6U3F_vUI/Tt7qsHtBV5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/TGbHIRuzbuU/s1600/P1080642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPc6U3F_vUI/Tt7qsHtBV5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/TGbHIRuzbuU/s320/P1080642.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Part of Cheongyeoncheon Stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hy19RYwiosc/Tt7qszLrJiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/SkhrFM4C7V4/s1600/P1080647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hy19RYwiosc/Tt7qszLrJiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/SkhrFM4C7V4/s320/P1080647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Inside M! Countdown show. Waiting for show to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLIL4lXBzuo/Tt7qt0zD6JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/mhkrsEAGjiM/s1600/P1080649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLIL4lXBzuo/Tt7qt0zD6JI/AAAAAAAAA7w/mhkrsEAGjiM/s320/P1080649.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SNSD performing The Boys Live!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_l3JqCeCQ_w/Tt7quQWQAsI/AAAAAAAAA74/Kf3c5P1SWrk/s1600/P1080690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_l3JqCeCQ_w/Tt7quQWQAsI/AAAAAAAAA74/Kf3c5P1SWrk/s320/P1080690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At night around Hongdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc_bvGvLBuY/Tt7qzqZZOgI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3M1bft3SMd0/s1600/P1080681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc_bvGvLBuY/Tt7qzqZZOgI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3M1bft3SMd0/s320/P1080681.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Namdaemun Market, so many things for sale here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL6aDA0FYVY/Tt7qku0ujZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/9RTJBSxWUPM/s1600/P1080696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fL6aDA0FYVY/Tt7qku0ujZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/9RTJBSxWUPM/s320/P1080696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am gonna miss the breakfast at JK Guesthouse here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4184616245380903592?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4184616245380903592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4184616245380903592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4184616245380903592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4184616245380903592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/12/final-days-seoul-travel.html' title='Final Days Seoul Travel'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26Yq2TyNUFk/Tt7qlNxNTYI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Aft_kY6laOk/s72-c/P1080494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3484596177546546223</id><published>2011-12-06T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:53:37.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeju Island Tour - Scenic Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;I enjoy driving in Jeju, even though my first time drivingin a foreign country, first time on the left hand side of the road. My firsttest on Jeju was to reach Seogwipo which was located south of the Jeju city.Passing through Mt Hallasan was breathtaking with its twist and turns along theway although the journey took&amp;nbsp; about 1 hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the road is incredibly smooth and silky unlike ourMalaysian road which is litter with potholes and uneven. The scenery is superbwith trees covering the road. With the reliable Korean GPS reaching mydestinations is easy and safe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6- 8 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv5ZFoefJPE/Tt2241XPBKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NVUYhuq5evo/s1600/IMAG0270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv5ZFoefJPE/Tt2241XPBKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NVUYhuq5evo/s320/IMAG0270.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Getting my car at Jeju Avis Car Rental. They have a shuttle bus to take you from airport to their center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd9shgHY8EA/Tt23JqdAuRI/AAAAAAAAA40/5VCopI0Gxb0/s1600/P1080460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd9shgHY8EA/Tt23JqdAuRI/AAAAAAAAA40/5VCopI0Gxb0/s320/P1080460.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Near Seongpanak Rest Area, one site to hike up Mt Hallasan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lYbqea8q-8/Tt23KSN04KI/AAAAAAAAA48/N5DX6_iriP4/s1600/P1080468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lYbqea8q-8/Tt23KSN04KI/AAAAAAAAA48/N5DX6_iriP4/s320/P1080468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stopping side of the road with my rented Kia Forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uXKeqs0QYE/Tt23LRd_SBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/r6BzdXTCY4I/s1600/P1080230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uXKeqs0QYE/Tt23LRd_SBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/r6BzdXTCY4I/s320/P1080230.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;View of Seogwipo harbour area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mtNBQlHoRU/Tt23L7vbu-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/2q_ac54QHKM/s1600/P1080240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mtNBQlHoRU/Tt23L7vbu-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/2q_ac54QHKM/s320/P1080240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cheonjiyeon Waterfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNuGhOGFAtE/Tt23MTz9OTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/JBq78Z-ydUg/s1600/P1080250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNuGhOGFAtE/Tt23MTz9OTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/JBq78Z-ydUg/s320/P1080250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seogwipo World Cup Stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnMUdbxO0hY/Tt23NI3G_YI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/O6LjnGVQE4U/s1600/P1080273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnMUdbxO0hY/Tt23NI3G_YI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/O6LjnGVQE4U/s320/P1080273.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jusangjeolli Cliff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjsHAOFaIY/Tt23NmknJUI/AAAAAAAAA5g/xXiOHnO7VBI/s1600/P1080305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XEjsHAOFaIY/Tt23NmknJUI/AAAAAAAAA5g/xXiOHnO7VBI/s320/P1080305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Going up to Seongsan Ilchubong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIzDDAcwlVI/Tt23OoX2PXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/fdYv9NxmkMQ/s1600/P1080324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIzDDAcwlVI/Tt23OoX2PXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/fdYv9NxmkMQ/s320/P1080324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;View at the peak of Seongsan Ilchubong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwkYmTHh4U/Tt23PA1wWnI/AAAAAAAAA5w/oidRwnBomkQ/s1600/P1080357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwkYmTHh4U/Tt23PA1wWnI/AAAAAAAAA5w/oidRwnBomkQ/s320/P1080357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Information on the Lava Tube Cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVu6mqBuUGA/Tt23P2skLlI/AAAAAAAAA54/KUnWtP3HdDE/s1600/P1080367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UVu6mqBuUGA/Tt23P2skLlI/AAAAAAAAA54/KUnWtP3HdDE/s320/P1080367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is it, 1km into Manjanggul Lava Cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVtgliciz2Y/Tt23Qr_lizI/AAAAAAAAA6A/HIooOeQ200I/s1600/P1080380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVtgliciz2Y/Tt23Qr_lizI/AAAAAAAAA6A/HIooOeQ200I/s320/P1080380.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Beautiful green scenery everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3v83rtmx0U/Tt23RJrkYEI/AAAAAAAAA6M/MhX6OYxt9Ao/s1600/P1080389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3v83rtmx0U/Tt23RJrkYEI/AAAAAAAAA6M/MhX6OYxt9Ao/s320/P1080389.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jungmun Beach Resort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qnmbt1P67A/Tt24zJ1edaI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ccx4yKS98h8/s1600/P1080432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qnmbt1P67A/Tt24zJ1edaI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ccx4yKS98h8/s320/P1080432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Odolgae Rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Driving around Jeju Island is really enjoyable, as you can stop by the road side to admire the scenery and relax to savor the beauty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3484596177546546223?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3484596177546546223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3484596177546546223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3484596177546546223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3484596177546546223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/12/scenic-drive-in-jeju-island.html' title='Jeju Island Tour - Scenic Drive'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv5ZFoefJPE/Tt2241XPBKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NVUYhuq5evo/s72-c/IMAG0270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8821017959650498942</id><published>2011-11-29T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T12:07:34.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure In Everland &amp; Nami Island (Korea)</title><content type='html'>Everland and Nami Island are both 2 hour trips away from Seoul. &lt;i&gt;Everland, is ranked 10 in the top global theme parks&lt;/i&gt;. I went to Everland on day 4 by bus and&amp;nbsp; was having a bit trouble finding the correct bus stop but manage to found it luckiliy. Unfortunately the bus aircon only runs when the bus runs smoothly, if it is stuck in jam, it will be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nami Island popularize by the drama Winter Sonata is another tourists especially for Asians. However I never watch the drama before. Nami Island can be reached by the subway from Seoul to Gapyeong Station.When reach the station, I took a taxi to the little ferry harbour for a ride cross the river to the island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4-5 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KfYEKQXFt4/TtRMs9lS-DI/AAAAAAAAA2o/cK65gGf84iI/s1600/P1080093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KfYEKQXFt4/TtRMs9lS-DI/AAAAAAAAA2o/cK65gGf84iI/s320/P1080093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entering Everland, a nice place for kids and couples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHKqmM8w-vI/TtRMtdattGI/AAAAAAAAA20/ZI5bYHU07Ys/s1600/P1080149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHKqmM8w-vI/TtRMtdattGI/AAAAAAAAA20/ZI5bYHU07Ys/s320/P1080149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My first wooden roller coaster ride. A less than 5 minutes exhilarating thrilling ride! Its also the steepest wooden roller coaster in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXsP9-Xi2Rw/TtRXWs0UaVI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OiQWCz_f4uI/s1600/P1080130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXsP9-Xi2Rw/TtRXWs0UaVI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OiQWCz_f4uI/s320/P1080130.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1Y4wvAiDNk/TtRXXLBJSUI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/2gzYYT6g9Yo/s1600/P1080154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1Y4wvAiDNk/TtRXXLBJSUI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/2gzYYT6g9Yo/s320/P1080154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Polar bear at the zoo &amp;amp; the carnival parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIT_TvodDKA/TtRMuSVoGaI/AAAAAAAAA24/OvoBF06OwoY/s1600/P1080189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VIT_TvodDKA/TtRMuSVoGaI/AAAAAAAAA24/OvoBF06OwoY/s320/P1080189.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RsLUg-SSyc/TtRMu7nkszI/AAAAAAAAA3A/C6A4HZpl288/s1600/P1080198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RsLUg-SSyc/TtRMu7nkszI/AAAAAAAAA3A/C6A4HZpl288/s320/P1080198.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The trees of Nami Island, line up for perfect shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2s2KTqCchaQ/TtRXWH94OgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LLkc5-uBdl0/s1600/P1080205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2s2KTqCchaQ/TtRXWH94OgI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LLkc5-uBdl0/s320/P1080205.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;First kiss bridge for Winter Sonata Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9GT3co_iYg/TtRXYe0okII/AAAAAAAAA4g/2jTZSteCMXE/s1600/P1080199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9GT3co_iYg/TtRXYe0okII/AAAAAAAAA4g/2jTZSteCMXE/s320/P1080199.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bike riding is a popular way to get around the island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8821017959650498942?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8821017959650498942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8821017959650498942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8821017959650498942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8821017959650498942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/11/adventure-in-everland-nami-island-korea.html' title='Adventure In Everland &amp; Nami Island (Korea)'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KfYEKQXFt4/TtRMs9lS-DI/AAAAAAAAA2o/cK65gGf84iI/s72-c/P1080093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-342819430375935587</id><published>2011-11-29T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:47:01.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left My Soul in Seoul</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am back from my trip in Seoul ,Korea, but I left my soulthere. I even went for Korean food the next day after I was back for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Overall, this trip is more to experience the Korean culturerather than sightseeing. Perhaps maybe because I stayed in a guesthouse andmingle with different people from different county. I even follow the hostelworkers to buy grocery during my last day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1 - 3&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAoKA_YzEPs/TtRS3qE3iHI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ot1CjInTruo/s1600/P1070772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAoKA_YzEPs/TtRS3qE3iHI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ot1CjInTruo/s320/P1070772.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My first meal in Seoul. Its a tofu spicy soup with beef. Too hot for me. But still very nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AhrBLvn1p0E/TtRS4BvEXQI/AAAAAAAAA30/KFRYx7erhWk/s1600/P1070768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AhrBLvn1p0E/TtRS4BvEXQI/AAAAAAAAA30/KFRYx7erhWk/s320/P1070768.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outside my guesthouse room. Its nearby a elementary school. Lucky they start school at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gYKdlvR964/TtRS5O9eJbI/AAAAAAAAA34/AfWJqorRAfU/s1600/P1070769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gYKdlvR964/TtRS5O9eJbI/AAAAAAAAA34/AfWJqorRAfU/s320/P1070769.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My room for the first four nights with bathroom.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LK1tHqPM9R8/TtRRwiTV9pI/AAAAAAAAA3c/tHqhop4jjzI/s1600/P1070782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LK1tHqPM9R8/TtRRwiTV9pI/AAAAAAAAA3c/tHqhop4jjzI/s320/P1070782.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmTIaHWBafY/TtRRxfJFcmI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Fxq3TBEF8mc/s1600/P1070814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmTIaHWBafY/TtRRxfJFcmI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Fxq3TBEF8mc/s320/P1070814.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first night in Seoul and I am off to Cheongyongcheon Stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zu1AyD3wHsY/TtRMm9a7h7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/EsOGuxbeyoU/s1600/P1070831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zu1AyD3wHsY/TtRMm9a7h7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/EsOGuxbeyoU/s320/P1070831.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My first sight seeing place is Gyeongbokgung, the biggest one with most crowd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dXlOX94nnxo/TtRMnuIMP4I/AAAAAAAAA14/akducrapKrY/s1600/P1070873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dXlOX94nnxo/TtRMnuIMP4I/AAAAAAAAA14/akducrapKrY/s320/P1070873.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Its so nice to see the trees all in yellow. The feel of autumn is complete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9sF15sNg0dE/TtRMoP0pSgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/47-W_HJxv7Y/s1600/P1070879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9sF15sNg0dE/TtRMoP0pSgI/AAAAAAAAA2E/47-W_HJxv7Y/s320/P1070879.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entering Changdeokgung, my second palace stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjUOgD8QAko/TtRMpDGqjsI/AAAAAAAAA2M/7BdAQ8PN6e4/s1600/P1070896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjUOgD8QAko/TtRMpDGqjsI/AAAAAAAAA2M/7BdAQ8PN6e4/s320/P1070896.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;View of Cheongyonggung palace. The palaces look quite similiar to me.Simple and not too big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aldLI6Da26k/TtRThmEm5CI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Q7oGMu8i2Yo/s1600/IMAG0182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aldLI6Da26k/TtRThmEm5CI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Q7oGMu8i2Yo/s320/IMAG0182.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After walking so many kilometers, its&amp;nbsp; time to recharge with Seoul famous Samgeytang, Ginseng Chicken soup for lunch. Cost 15k won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--5Nv2fyFQ58/TtRMqWSnVII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/kchm0a6EbK8/s1600/P1070907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--5Nv2fyFQ58/TtRMqWSnVII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/kchm0a6EbK8/s320/P1070907.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ3riYtxk8M/TtRRFbO-HDI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/P5tdqBSq5p0/s1600/P1070908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ3riYtxk8M/TtRRFbO-HDI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/P5tdqBSq5p0/s320/P1070908.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entering Samszegil at Insadong.You can go up the complex without stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxmzZJj0J2M/TtRMq2YiIjI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/VoniTGejDXM/s1600/P1070932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxmzZJj0J2M/TtRMq2YiIjI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/VoniTGejDXM/s320/P1070932.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;View of N Seoul Tower before going up for the night view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8wZBfSaTpU/TtRMrjDxPtI/AAAAAAAAA2k/VkBySRXwiPs/s1600/P1070975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8wZBfSaTpU/TtRMrjDxPtI/AAAAAAAAA2k/VkBySRXwiPs/s320/P1070975.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFow2Nxns20/TtRREgLc9SI/AAAAAAAAA3M/eOxv6NngZbo/s1600/P1070984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFow2Nxns20/TtRREgLc9SI/AAAAAAAAA3M/eOxv6NngZbo/s320/P1070984.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;War Memorial Museum, an interesting place for me to learn about Korea war history. Many tanks, fighters and other military vehicles for display.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;To Be Continued..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-342819430375935587?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/342819430375935587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=342819430375935587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/342819430375935587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/342819430375935587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/11/left-my-soul-in-seoul.html' title='Left My Soul in Seoul'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAoKA_YzEPs/TtRS3qE3iHI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ot1CjInTruo/s72-c/P1070772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1705699306569903585</id><published>2011-11-21T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:42:16.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MNET M! Countdown Experience + Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Part of my objective to go Korea is to catch a music show, hopefully can see SNSD live! Mnet M! Countdown is the most open to foreigners as others like Music Bank, Music Core or Inkigayo need to have Korean ID or join fanclubs to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M! Countdown is held every Thursday and we can queue up in the morning to put our name on list to enter the show. I was in Seoul from 1- 12 November. I went at 7am to CJ Media Building to queue on 3 Nov, but unfortunately it was cancel much to my dissapointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to reorganize my trip plan and decided to go there next Thursday 10 November. I summarize the experience + guide in point form below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Get to CJ Media Building, queue up outside the building. I was there around 6.45 am.The guard will come around 8am to get your name. I was lucky as the queue is only 30 people as that day was college entrance exam day. Else, by 6am the queue is already far too looong, a French girl who came 4 times&amp;nbsp; told me this.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After written down your name, you need to come back before 5pm for the guard to confirm your name&amp;nbsp; is on the list. There were many foreigners there, Japanese girls, Thai girls and HK girls. :D Very international..&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was back around 3.45pm, and there some fans queuing, there is a SNSD fan club fans and going to get autographs from SNSD. I didn’t join as I was not on that list. &lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Around 4.30pm, I notice some queues forming up for the fanclubs like SNSD and Myname. But that is not my queue yet. However,the fanclubs queue go&amp;nbsp; in the last.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Close to 5pm, the woman guard came to check those who have put their name on the list this morning. Be sure to comply with her requests. A Japanese girl was kick out because she didn’t know she need to queue in twos. Her name was on the list though.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After queuing in&amp;nbsp; two’s you will be led to the building and wait outside the studio. You can only go in at 6pm. Outside the studio, you will see a few other queues, not sure from where but they get to go in first. &lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Once inside, get a good standing area and stand your ground. Many fans will push around cause they too short to see. :p&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Don’t take pictures if possible especially SNSD cause they will kick you out. I got kickout for that.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was still enjoyable experience, however too much waiting makes me kinda tired and disappointed cause I only wanna watch SNSD and they came out last..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Direction to CJ Media Building.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Take a subway to Digital Media City. Come out of Exit 2. Opposite is a bus stop and taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;You can take bus no 7711 to reach the building after 3 stops. Or take a taxi which is about 2400 won. Both take not more than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;You can walk too, but its about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can refer this blog for extra information too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://aa-chan.net/blog/2009/08/08/mbc-music-core-by-a-foreigner-88/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QbC2PV0pmkc/Tsmp9_80fFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/phr1DnlDc0E/s1600/P1080649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QbC2PV0pmkc/Tsmp9_80fFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/phr1DnlDc0E/s320/P1080649.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SNSD The Boys Live!! Yoona was missing though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5w5ksk-d04/Tsmp-kzcw0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/zAmzzrHOmT4/s1600/P1080647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5w5ksk-d04/Tsmp-kzcw0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/zAmzzrHOmT4/s320/P1080647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Waiting for the show to start..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAD2kIX1AEo/TsmqEKjnmwI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ex1Pm3VEfW4/s1600/IMAG0306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAD2kIX1AEo/TsmqEKjnmwI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ex1Pm3VEfW4/s320/IMAG0306.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Queuing to put our name on the list at 7am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8UxxAI_iSMU/TsmqE7Z4pLI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SpIt6DvnsX4/s1600/IMAG0313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8UxxAI_iSMU/TsmqE7Z4pLI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SpIt6DvnsX4/s320/IMAG0313.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SNSD fans queuing for autograph signing. Not sure what time they got there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OErccbsEXPo/TsmqIQy6OkI/AAAAAAAAA1k/lC9EKVfMpOk/s1600/P1080594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OErccbsEXPo/TsmqIQy6OkI/AAAAAAAAA1k/lC9EKVfMpOk/s320/P1080594.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outside the CJ Media Building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tip: When the guard call the names at 5pm, and you didn't make to the list in the morning, you can try to put your hand up or answered when the guard called a name that nobody answers. Cause some may not return at 5pm to answer their name or they belong to a fan club and decide to going with the fanclubs..hehe. Risky..but can try. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&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/13581309-1705699306569903585?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1705699306569903585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1705699306569903585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1705699306569903585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1705699306569903585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/11/mnet-m-countdown-experience-guide.html' title='MNET M! Countdown Experience + Guide'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QbC2PV0pmkc/Tsmp9_80fFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/phr1DnlDc0E/s72-c/P1080649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-323791879833742511</id><published>2011-11-18T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:28:54.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Originals : Football Manager &amp; K-POP</title><content type='html'>After so many years of playing this game, around 13 years, Football Manager(originally called Championship Manager) , I decided to buy the original can contribute a little to the developer SI Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-QTtjWgRBI/TsYH7mzgiGI/AAAAAAAAA00/rCOAzk5Fp-I/s1600/IMAG0132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-QTtjWgRBI/TsYH7mzgiGI/AAAAAAAAA00/rCOAzk5Fp-I/s320/IMAG0132.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This game cost RM 120 this year, pre-oreder through a LYN seller. Not too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below, my first original music CDs, suprisingly is K-POP music. I never even bought a pirate music CD before..hehe.&amp;nbsp; Well their album package is so nice not like those normal one. And these 4 CDs are about RM 128 all together, almost equivalent to the1 game DVD above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEhaydWbzic/TsYIAWWmAAI/AAAAAAAAA08/4l0r2k3OKWU/s1600/P1080707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEhaydWbzic/TsYIAWWmAAI/AAAAAAAAA08/4l0r2k3OKWU/s320/P1080707.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CD Titles: &lt;b&gt;Sistar So Cool, Kara Step, SNSD The Boys &amp;amp; G.NA Top Girl&lt;/b&gt;. Only Sistar doesn't have a poster but the album cover is larger...hehe.&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/13581309-323791879833742511?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/323791879833742511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=323791879833742511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/323791879833742511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/323791879833742511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-originals-football-manager-kpop.html' title='The First Originals : Football Manager &amp; K-POP'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-QTtjWgRBI/TsYH7mzgiGI/AAAAAAAAA00/rCOAzk5Fp-I/s72-c/IMAG0132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-754500194622461320</id><published>2011-09-07T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:10:35.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Flavour</title><content type='html'>Beside Kpop, korean food is also very nice. This is one of my frequent joint, I eat here almost weekly. I noticed that most Malaysian shop all sell noodles with meat, unless you eat at vegetarian shop. However, I don't like kimchi. BBQ is the best, but expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_VbPdTShX4/TmbvXzrzz0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/99O8VdtIaZU/s1600/shot_1314512622555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_VbPdTShX4/TmbvXzrzz0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/99O8VdtIaZU/s320/shot_1314512622555.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Free side dishes and free refill. Total 9 kinds. My main source of vege sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwJ89Vqnok4/TmbwPb_TCbI/AAAAAAAAAzo/kfiU19gurRg/s1600/shot_1314512686788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rwJ89Vqnok4/TmbwPb_TCbI/AAAAAAAAAzo/kfiU19gurRg/s320/shot_1314512686788.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite Dolsot BibimbapWith Beef Mince, RM 18.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROYgwHp-66A/TmbwRdADfKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3JWRBIsNBGg/s1600/shot_1315028139568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROYgwHp-66A/TmbwRdADfKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/3JWRBIsNBGg/s320/shot_1315028139568.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Korean Banquet Noodle, and free barley tea as well. RM 11.90 lunch set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, you can also watch Kpop MV here. No pics so I streamed from Youtube lar..current favourite &lt;b&gt;G.Na 'Top Girl&lt;/b&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/Dc5xw63F_r4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dc5xw63F_r4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dc5xw63F_r4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/13581309-754500194622461320?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/754500194622461320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=754500194622461320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/754500194622461320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/754500194622461320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/09/korean-flavour.html' title='Korean Flavour'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_VbPdTShX4/TmbvXzrzz0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/99O8VdtIaZU/s72-c/shot_1314512622555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8827642658052838504</id><published>2011-08-31T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:25:15.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Reading Books Still Relevant?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfgo2h9kOJ8/Tl4aF8NDjZI/AAAAAAAAAzY/LA5iVmFOYMk/s1600/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfgo2h9kOJ8/Tl4aF8NDjZI/AAAAAAAAAzY/LA5iVmFOYMk/s400/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646979672131734930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think not. Reading yes but not books. The advent of eBooks, mean slow death for books, as evident by lousy sales in most book chains, even Borders has gone bankrupt because of eBooks emergence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me also same, do most of my reading on my Android phone or my PC/laptop when online. I know a colleague who bough eBooks costing hundreds for her kids on Ipad. I seldom read books now, but I just bought some at Popular Bookfest mainly because got discount and can claim tax. Else, I normally just buy magazines since they don't have discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only recent years, I learned is better to buy books during bookfest or warehouse sale since its much cheaper and save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of reading books, also my interest in reading change with times. Here's how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mystery/crime novels (Enid Blyton Famous Five, Agatha Christie, Hardy Boys etc) - 10-16years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thrillers-war novels (Tom Clancys', naval warfare novels etc) - 17-24 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Thrillers/Relationship (Dan Browns', John Gray. Mitch Albom etc) -24-26 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Politics/History/Economics (China things, The Economic Naturalist, Freakanomics etc) - 27-28 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Economics/Android/Tech [Super Freakonomics, Wikinomics, Microtrends, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Android Police, Android Central, Engadget, GSMArena, Lifehacker, Bloomberg, Business Insider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(all online sites I read almost daily)&lt;/span&gt;] - 29++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, basically now is reading on economics and Android things related, hoping to catch up with all tech news and making some money too if I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading needs to move on with time too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8827642658052838504?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8827642658052838504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8827642658052838504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8827642658052838504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8827642658052838504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-reading-books-still-relevant.html' title='Is Reading Books Still Relevant?'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfgo2h9kOJ8/Tl4aF8NDjZI/AAAAAAAAAzY/LA5iVmFOYMk/s72-c/blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7615938648628165852</id><published>2011-08-26T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:13:12.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNIFI-ed</title><content type='html'>When Unifi was launched, I only considered the 20Mbps to be under the high speed broadband category. 5Mbps and 10Mbps doesn't sound fast as some providers already giving more than 20 Mbps in oversea. So I waited till I can get 'discount' for the 20Mbps. Orignally have appointment to install in early June but then there was free slot on a Sunday, so they came to do the job end of May. Total time from application to installation is just 2 weeks. Very fast consider some waited for 2-3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installation was pretty smooth, TM contractor just lay a fiber cable from the FDU box on the telephone pole outside my house. Can't say it was a pretty job but since my parents don't care much so just lay as neat as possible without extra cost. Lucky they no need drill hole since old house got plenty of air box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requested them to lay a LAN cable from my room to the living room via the outer wall since this the shortest way. Look ugly, but then still cost RM 80 (RM 5 per meter), which still ok consider they were doing in the hot sun and I don't have a ladder. Total installation took just over 2 hours and everything was running fine without a hitch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some comments after using it for 3 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Youtube still run smoothly although it only fast load for first 2 minute or so. But still you don't need to buffer if you skip to different part of the video. But streaming video from other sites will still experience some slowness as they not having local cache/peering like Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Speedtest was pretty consistent till now as I still get 80%-100% of the advertised speed. Not sure if because my area has less users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. TM equipment is crap. The power supply connector inside the adapter torn and I have to replace it. Most complain about the D-link router, which is also crap and its wifi signal is really unstable and weak. Always can change to a TP-Link model for only RM 80-88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. IPTV, not really important for me, I seldom watch TV. But its an improvement for the free channels considering was having problem watching NTV7, 8TV etc since the antenna can't receive signal well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Direct download websites are blocked but you can go through via 'other' DNS servers. Suggest getting a premium account for full speed as you get unstable download from normal DDL sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidgen.net/"&gt;Rapidgen&lt;/a&gt; is pretty cheap for only USD3.25 per month from over 12 hosts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/13581309-7615938648628165852?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7615938648628165852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7615938648628165852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7615938648628165852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7615938648628165852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/08/unifi-ed.html' title='UNIFI-ed'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1216414768465926734</id><published>2011-07-14T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:14:07.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie &amp; Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.movieposterdb.com/posters/09_11/2009/361748/l_361748_7187108f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 426px;" src="http://www.movieposterdb.com/posters/09_11/2009/361748/l_361748_7187108f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not much of a cinema goer cuz I think the majority movies out there aren't really worth watching and over rated most of time when you see the trailer. Plus, the storyline mostly are the same anyway with minor tweaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have kaki to with also, but then I rather pay RM 10-15 for Starbucks or Coffee Bean than a movie ticket..hehe. After all, the coffee quality are more stable than the movie. Plus there is 20% discount for Citibank card users for Coffee Bean. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cinemas environment also sucks like MB0 Viva. Watched Thor for free, but the screen look second class and you can see two green 'Exit' signs glowing behind the screen. According to a friend, their screen are 2nd hand and the sound only come from front speakers. You don't feel those speakers on the side walls giving any effects. And some cinemas, even the chairs have problems. But so far, at least when you visit a coffee cafe their environment, still can maintain on a good level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, managed to finish Inglorious Basterds in one sitting compare to Harry Potter 7.1 which I stopped watching on 20 minutes. Not sure when I going to continue..hehe. Guess Tarantino style rocks more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1216414768465926734?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1216414768465926734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1216414768465926734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1216414768465926734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1216414768465926734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/07/movie-coffee.html' title='Movie &amp; Coffee'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6583568464328060008</id><published>2011-06-07T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:42:23.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smartphone Is For Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://techpinger.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/htc-desire-hd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 323px;" src="http://techpinger.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/htc-desire-hd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I use my DHD most when I am waiting. That's the time when I really had nothing much to do except..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waiting for meeting start&lt;br /&gt;2. Waiting for food arrive&lt;br /&gt;3. Waiting for people to come&lt;br /&gt;4. Waiting for people finish work&lt;br /&gt;5. Waiting in traffic jam&lt;br /&gt;6. Waiting for TV ads to finish&lt;br /&gt;7. Waiting for power to resume&lt;br /&gt;8. Waiting for Internet back&lt;br /&gt;9. Waiting for lift&lt;br /&gt;10. Waiting for nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6583568464328060008?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6583568464328060008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6583568464328060008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6583568464328060008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6583568464328060008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/06/smartphone-is-for-waiting.html' title='Smartphone Is For Waiting'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4670318000630504058</id><published>2011-05-16T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T00:34:36.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Days Go By</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Day after day passed by, much had been done,much had been wasted. Its already 3 months since my last post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In  life there are things, we wish we could change. But we are not all that  lucky. Some things are just not meant to be. Perhaps the time is not  right or maybe we were doing it wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever life brings we have to endure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4670318000630504058?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4670318000630504058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4670318000630504058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4670318000630504058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4670318000630504058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-days-go-by.html' title='As Days Go By'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-644282213841482786</id><published>2011-02-08T14:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T15:11:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooster Lucky Symbol 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TVDrC7GdvUI/AAAAAAAAAus/hqr7NEMB_hk/s1600/fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TVDrC7GdvUI/AAAAAAAAAus/hqr7NEMB_hk/s400/fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571211174514376002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of the Rabbit 2011 does not bode well for the Rooster. So have gotten this lucky symbol as per friends recommendation to improve the luck a bit. Know as '龙 鸡 贺 岁' . The item is based on the feng shui master Rocky Sung. Many people buy his book last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if its really working but seems many people buy these lucky charms each year for their family costing thousands of ringgits. The shop owner showed me the list of items bought by his customers. This pair here cost RM 218. Also, have a wearable that cost RM 78.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year only had the wearable one, but since this year worse than last, decided to get both as the big pair is more powerful. Kinda costly, but hopefully life will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More challenges coming especially at work. Can only say no matter how hard, it will pass somehow. Either better or worse after that..haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-644282213841482786?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/644282213841482786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=644282213841482786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/644282213841482786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/644282213841482786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/02/rooster-lucky-symbol-2011.html' title='Rooster Lucky Symbol 2011'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TVDrC7GdvUI/AAAAAAAAAus/hqr7NEMB_hk/s72-c/fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4522127106636241325</id><published>2011-01-26T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T10:44:22.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNSD (Girls' Generation) - Show! Show! Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TUDb-O9eR9I/AAAAAAAAAug/sCwCM5DKWE4/s1600/wallpaper-317999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TUDb-O9eR9I/AAAAAAAAAug/sCwCM5DKWE4/s400/wallpaper-317999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566691001644238802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to listen to the radio in the morning and evening drive but seems like the radio is pretty boring lately. Always playing those rubbish and nigga songs which not really my type. And I don't know what oneFM seems to have more English songs than Mandarin songs. Less songs like Nickelback, Daughtry or My Chemical Romance nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, after sometime got poison by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;SNSD (SoNyuhShiDae aka Girl's Generation)&lt;/span&gt; songs. Been listening to them a few times each day at office and home..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;OH! Genie..Geee..Hoot!! Show!Show!Show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is addictive or just the way they sing?? haha..some MV to enjoy, one of the less popular song but sounds like you clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TyMdRmFvB3w?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4tIX2MzyYuY" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4522127106636241325?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4522127106636241325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4522127106636241325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4522127106636241325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4522127106636241325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2011/01/snsd-girls-generation-show-show-show.html' title='SNSD (Girls&apos; Generation) - Show! Show! Show!'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TUDb-O9eR9I/AAAAAAAAAug/sCwCM5DKWE4/s72-c/wallpaper-317999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8675886669046149544</id><published>2010-12-31T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:02:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post Of The Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TSE644OSrNI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2ByXIIxwE0o/s1600/dell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TSE644OSrNI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2ByXIIxwE0o/s400/dell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557788163991317714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gadget Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st- &lt;/span&gt;My 23" LCD monitor. Big upgrade from my old 15" CRT monitor..hehe. CPU is new as well, but the monitor DELL U2311H give me the 'WOW' factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;2nd-&lt;/span&gt; My Desire HD  phone is great as well, had planned 1 year to buy a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st-&lt;/span&gt; Job changed, took almost 10 months to find a new job which makes a bit not worth since work   hard in old company and lost the bonus..sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;2nd- &lt;/span&gt;Reading habit changed. Kinda stop reading books liao..lol. Change to online reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlight Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st-&lt;/span&gt; World Cup 2010, happens once every 4 year. I watch more matches this edition compare last, which I missed all.  Enjoyed the beer and friends to watch with. And the intelligent debate &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;when possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;2nd-&lt;/span&gt; End/New Year events, 19/12-wedding dinner, 25/12-full moon party, 1/1-wedding dinner,15/1-wedding dinner...9/1 also have but declined since its at SG. Those Jan are future events but they occured continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st-&lt;/span&gt; The Outliers, book on why some seem to be blessed with more wealth,success and happiness than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;2nd-&lt;/span&gt; The Lost Symbol, second because these are the only 2 books I read and finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone, 30 approaching. How time flies really.I guess some are more blessed than others and some are blessed less. We are all living in our own way thinking is better somehow. Moving on for another year then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: backdated post...really too lazy to blog these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8675886669046149544?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8675886669046149544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8675886669046149544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8675886669046149544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8675886669046149544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-post-of-year.html' title='Last Post Of The Year'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TSE644OSrNI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2ByXIIxwE0o/s72-c/dell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7713535554580085532</id><published>2010-12-24T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:19:51.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Bits..</title><content type='html'>When I was small, I thought Malaysia is great, so many different people, so many nice foods around. But when I grow up, I discover politics, then Malaysia seem like a lousy country. The country seems to keep falling behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why always wanna keep going back early or on time even though nothing much to do at home. Perhaps cause the mind is set on the working hours stipulated..hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7713535554580085532?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7713535554580085532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7713535554580085532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7713535554580085532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7713535554580085532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-bits.html' title='Some Bits..'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6637725408282297990</id><published>2010-11-25T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T11:39:53.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love World War II</title><content type='html'>There is no love in me. Only war. Been watching a lot of WWII movies lately..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with 'The Pacific' a miniseries where Americans counter attack the Japs from island to island. Pretty interesting to see the Americans coping with the tropical weather there. Seems more dangerous  than the Japs itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn3b.dvdempire.org/products/49/1536349h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 678px;" src="http://cdn3b.dvdempire.org/products/49/1536349h.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also watched is 'The Valkyrie' where it talks about the plots on assassinating Hitler. Needless to say, all the plots failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/valkyrie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 705px;" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/valkyrie-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list, is 'Death &amp;amp; Glory in Changde'. Basically relates how the Chinese resist the Japan invasion on China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img829.imageshack.us/img829/8369/d13ea39b11353a5896f1300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 566px; height: 788px;" src="http://img829.imageshack.us/img829/8369/d13ea39b11353a5896f1300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up on a lighter version of WWII movie is 'Inglorious Basterds'. Waiting for full completion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6637725408282297990?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6637725408282297990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6637725408282297990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6637725408282297990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6637725408282297990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-world-war-ii.html' title='I Love World War II'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7170448985041161571</id><published>2010-09-17T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:01:33.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Less, Think Less</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asianfav.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/icoo-e600p-touch-sexy-chinese-model_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 996px; height: 950px;" src="http://www.asianfav.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/icoo-e600p-touch-sexy-chinese-model_003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books are getting less interesting these days I think. Gadgets are the more in thing now. No money to buy though. I am slowing reading a book. Painfully slow that is. Not much of a reader now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it make me think less. Perhaps that's why less blog. Not much to blog about..haha.&lt;br /&gt;Life is ever going, more of the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7170448985041161571?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7170448985041161571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7170448985041161571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7170448985041161571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7170448985041161571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/09/read-less-think-less.html' title='Read Less, Think Less'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8903572343380539054</id><published>2010-09-12T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T19:46:43.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookfest Malaysia 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I came, I saw, I left&lt;/span&gt;. That is what happen on my first ever visit to this bookfest. Too many people and I park too far. I did thought of buying a few books but the crowd queuing to pay was too long. It was evening and most of the crowd are Chinese interestingly. So we read more? Many leng luis as well, so after 15 minutes gazing I left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wait maybe an hour to buy a few books. It seems time wasting. Plus I haven't bought any books for more than a year. But that night I can't sleep even though it was past 1am. Maybe it was the extreme latte I had or frustration of DOTA keeping disconnecting..haha. I kinda wish I had some books to read that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I return to the bookfest next day at night. There was no crowds at the entrance. Not many people around and its , that's good for me. Easier to browse the books and make payment. Took me just over half an over to get what I want. Paying was a breeze, less than 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my lesson, I will go at night the next year...haha. Free of the crowds. However, consider the cost, I parked in the convention centre, is RM 7 after 7pm. Entrance ticket RM 2. I park further earlier for RM 2 in an hour. But that's too far and its dangerous at night. So, another lesson is to buy more books else the discounts not to offset the transport cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TIy8ihLyqKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Er0edZ-wl40/s1600/the_lost_symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TIy8ihLyqKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Er0edZ-wl40/s400/the_lost_symbol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515990944831416482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start reading again with this book. Total damage was RM 92.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8903572343380539054?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8903572343380539054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8903572343380539054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8903572343380539054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8903572343380539054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/09/bookfest-malaysia-2010.html' title='Bookfest Malaysia 2010'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TIy8ihLyqKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Er0edZ-wl40/s72-c/the_lost_symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8426132084104070456</id><published>2010-08-25T09:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:20:51.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Thoughts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/THR95Hu5GBI/AAAAAAAAAto/H8ICwGFV0N8/s1600/49877676857bcaf365e9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/THR95Hu5GBI/AAAAAAAAAto/H8ICwGFV0N8/s400/49877676857bcaf365e9e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509166664462702610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The human sometimes have this uncanny ability to bring themselves up again after falling down hard or going through a rough patch. They always got this motivational factor or survival instinct to keep on going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we go through this life, facing all kinds of trials and tribulations, we still survived one way or another. How easy or hard our life will be, is normally shaped by the path that we take. The way we walk. It could be a straightforward and direct path or it'll be a long winding and twisting road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes we cannot chose the path and sometimes we can decide. How we end up normally depends on ourselves. Some experience more difficulties in life and some less. But in the end who benefits more really? The one who had it easy will never know what it lost and vice versa. I think it doesn't matters the difficulty level. Why not take an easy path whenever possible? Or we do really achieve greater things by attempting the more difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know, perhaps the end does not matter, after all, we have limited time on this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit: drafted back in 14 Nov 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8426132084104070456?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8426132084104070456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8426132084104070456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8426132084104070456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8426132084104070456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-thoughts.html' title='Life Thoughts..'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/THR95Hu5GBI/AAAAAAAAAto/H8ICwGFV0N8/s72-c/49877676857bcaf365e9e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6125693563728606688</id><published>2010-08-23T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:33:45.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starcraft 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/THI2YVwhg8I/AAAAAAAAAtg/yBRUZ_XgKf8/s1600/starcraftghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/THI2YVwhg8I/AAAAAAAAAtg/yBRUZ_XgKf8/s400/starcraftghost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508525086012965826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The return of Starcraft, the most anticipated game ever I suppose. In all honesty, Blizzard games are really good. I guess that's why they only need a few titles to make money. After all, people can play their games over 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Starcraft is still best RTS game ever made, despite many other out there such as Red Alert, Supreme Commander, Warhammer, World In Conflict etc. In terms of balance and distinctive features between races, none can really come close. I think is one of the few games to have game replays, whereby we can watch matches played by other gamers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the first games my college mate influenced to play seriously, learning all the strategies of each race, their advantages &amp;amp; disadvantages. Its a hard road, as I need to learn to be pwned first before knowing how to win. Losing within 5-10 minutes of the game isn't really a nice experience as I remember. However, the fun begins when you start owning other people in cybercafes. Sometimes you are so good, that you can fight against a few players at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, I doubt I'll be really playing Starcraft 2 that much on LAN. After all, it was a different settings 10 years ago, as in college, you have more time to waste than now. The urge and interest is just not that much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps:Nova is one hot Ghost, too bad she only appears for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6125693563728606688?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6125693563728606688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6125693563728606688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6125693563728606688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6125693563728606688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/08/starcraft-2.html' title='Starcraft 2'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/THI2YVwhg8I/AAAAAAAAAtg/yBRUZ_XgKf8/s72-c/starcraftghost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-263321262976857109</id><published>2010-08-10T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:49:31.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TGC-K9e5boI/AAAAAAAAAtY/z_Ty3pjks4c/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TGC-K9e5boI/AAAAAAAAAtY/z_Ty3pjks4c/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503607840158871170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in, day out,&lt;br /&gt;Talk much, nothing done,&lt;br /&gt;Many plans, no action,&lt;br /&gt;Have desire, but no passion,&lt;br /&gt;A genius  to be, fool still remain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-263321262976857109?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/263321262976857109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=263321262976857109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/263321262976857109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/263321262976857109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/08/procastination.html' title='Procastination'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TGC-K9e5boI/AAAAAAAAAtY/z_Ty3pjks4c/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8495381773129271608</id><published>2010-07-29T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:51:35.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If It Ain't Broke, Don't 'Change' It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TFEWxjJUPMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/t5T6ZaUNF2s/s1600/6458978_400x636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TFEWxjJUPMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/t5T6ZaUNF2s/s400/6458978_400x636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499201660499803330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To borrow a popular say,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if it ain't broke, don't fix it&lt;/span&gt;. Normally this apply to a problem or things where its not broken, don't do anything on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a thrifty people, we probably will not change a usable thing if its still running. We will continue to bear with it regardless how many new models or how good the new things is. Plainly because,we we believe&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; if it ain't broke don't change it.&lt;/span&gt; But sometimes I guess we may change an old equipment just because is too old, become a liability, we require better functions or simply we can afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course nowadays, many people simply change for new just to keep up with the trend or maybe they really have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's your reason to change something? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8495381773129271608?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8495381773129271608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8495381773129271608&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8495381773129271608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8495381773129271608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-it-aint-broke-dont-change-it.html' title='If It Ain&apos;t Broke, Don&apos;t &apos;Change&apos; It'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TFEWxjJUPMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/t5T6ZaUNF2s/s72-c/6458978_400x636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4982493997687506090</id><published>2010-07-19T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T15:45:19.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TEP_FXBk1OI/AAAAAAAAAtE/41hhPZpQ5ck/s1600/IMAGE_426p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TEP_FXBk1OI/AAAAAAAAAtE/41hhPZpQ5ck/s400/IMAGE_426p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495516437867189474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what to do with these papers after the WC is over. Took them ever since joining new company. I'll put them aside for a while longer. There's not much exciting conversation since the WC is finished. Somehow WC become more and more like WWE or those soap dramas, players become actors, coaches directors, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bookies the producers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patiently waiting for new football season to start. Actually more interested to play the new Football Manager game. MU seem not buying much new players this season. I am not putting much hope on the young players they had except the 'tacos buritos' they signed before WC started. As I can remember, most SAs don't perform well in MU though Javier is from Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With senior players injured, doesn't seem that high prospect for MU this season. And their new kits are just ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope SAF sign more players..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4982493997687506090?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4982493997687506090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4982493997687506090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4982493997687506090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4982493997687506090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-aftermath.html' title='World Cup Aftermath'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TEP_FXBk1OI/AAAAAAAAAtE/41hhPZpQ5ck/s72-c/IMAGE_426p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6633093771136177789</id><published>2010-07-16T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T15:21:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Template</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TEAIVFL7akI/AAAAAAAAAs8/HyZWArXH-y4/s1600/spainworldcuptrophy20100711_576x324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TEAIVFL7akI/AAAAAAAAAs8/HyZWArXH-y4/s400/spainworldcuptrophy20100711_576x324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494400703654488642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada bagus?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6633093771136177789?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6633093771136177789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6633093771136177789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6633093771136177789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6633093771136177789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-blog-template.html' title='New Blog Template'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/TEAIVFL7akI/AAAAAAAAAs8/HyZWArXH-y4/s72-c/spainworldcuptrophy20100711_576x324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8187861236419980943</id><published>2010-07-02T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T21:17:57.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2010 World Cup So Far..</title><content type='html'>The World Cup happens once every 4 years. As always, a lot of amusing and surprises events happen each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a good World Cup for me. So far my expectations has been correct about 80%. Too bad I am not a punter, but if I bet, I may have lost as well..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started this WC by supporting Spain and Argentina, adding Germany as 3rd favorite when noticed they have an attacking game. And also a youthful squad, every FM manager likes a young squad...hehe. With Argentina out and Spain looking still edgy, Germany is my top favourite right now. Spain pretty much relies on Villa and Iniesta to score while German goals has been coming from Klose, Podolski, Muller and Ozil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, used to like England and Italy as well. But after reviewing them, didn't expect much of them. As usual I never like the French and expected them to tapao ASAP. Portugal is not really top notch. Ronaldo can't win a game on his own and as you see they only scored against North Korea. Dunga's Brazil team is medicore really, and he brings Kleberson and Gilberto Silva to WC??? Oh well, let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice thing about this WC is the chance to watch it with a bunch of good friends. Watching the matches with friends and having beer is a good way to enjoy. My friend was buying Tiger beers to take the TigerFC World Cup ball souvenir. Another way to enjoy was watching the 10pm matches at mamak follow by gaming at cyber then the 230am matches again. Simply a blast!! Too bad for friends who lost the bets...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only four matches left...looking forward to the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Spanish Armada against Germany Blitzkrieg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8187861236419980943?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8187861236419980943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8187861236419980943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8187861236419980943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8187861236419980943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/07/2010-world-cup-so-far.html' title='The 2010 World Cup So Far..'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-5098786343145578743</id><published>2010-06-17T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:10:49.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Older</title><content type='html'>It has been a busy and troubling past 2 weeks for me, mainly revolves around current work and future job. Even when my 29th birthday nears, I didn't feel well. Was having nagging sorethroat for days and until now also still have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt ill on eve of my birthday, after attending my grandma's birthday lunch, organic vegeterian style. Again, I had too many type of mushrooms which upset my stomach. Felt pain in the stomach 3 hours after the meal. I make another mistake of eating rice and meat which doctor warns me not to. It makes the pain even greater. Most painful stomach ache ever experience for like 5 hours. I feel even falling down hard on floor doesn't hurt that much..haha. So I must never eat more than 2 type of those mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my present this year was a MC from the doctor..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on, I feel time really pass so fast lately. Is it because of the age? Last time I feel time passby so slowly. But nowadays, days come and pass like in a blink of an eye. Oh well, I finally got another job. Another tough one probably. I think life is meant to be tough for people like me.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a friend said, after another hill there's another hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my wish should be not to make a mistake in life, or rather making wrong choices. But then life is about making mistakes and correcting them. That's how we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope what we do today will bear fruit in the future,hopefully not too far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-5098786343145578743?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/5098786343145578743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=5098786343145578743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5098786343145578743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5098786343145578743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-year-older.html' title='Another Year Older'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6204234839338593064</id><published>2010-04-28T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:04:45.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>It feels so crappy just to blog. Hence the lack of post or rather no post at all. Don't want to flood the blogging world with rants and complains. Should really stop rambling and try to think of something nice to post. Not that there isn't any, just that there is a whole lot more crapiness out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think its better to seldom blog rather than try to spoil people's mood i.e anyone who might be reading the blog. Wish to take a holiday but can't, only 2 people remain working and projects are coming. Even taking 1 or 2 days off seem so hard sometimes. Attempt to change job is still pending, its been such a long long wait,60+ jobs applied...lol. I feel time is passing so fast, perhaps due to age. Its going to be May soon. Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have to keep on walking on this road until I find another way out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6204234839338593064?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6204234839338593064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6204234839338593064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6204234839338593064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6204234839338593064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4213787135168266129</id><published>2010-03-09T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:15:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The laziness in me</title><content type='html'>Kinda lazy to blog lately. Lazy to go anywhere also. Don't feel like doing much. Not doing anything much either. Not sure if laziness is my habit now. Perhaps is due to work. Stagnated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost don't feel like working either. Just go to office and sit. Too lazy to move my ass. Even travelling outstation doesn't sound appealing. It just feel like tiredness.  Hot weather, heavy rain, makes people difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much motivation to work. It seems to serve no purpose. The environment has changed, its not conducive for working. Its stale. Consumed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4213787135168266129?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4213787135168266129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4213787135168266129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4213787135168266129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4213787135168266129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/03/laziness-in-me.html' title='The laziness in me'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-137004270161886286</id><published>2010-02-22T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:40:18.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hot CNY</title><content type='html'>Its been a very hot CNY. I remember last year there were still rain during CNY but this year is really hot and dry. Wet my pants all the time..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, CNY still pretty much routine, going for a reunion dinner at a restaurant. However, expensive dinner doesn't make much use since it was rush. Can't imagine seeing the 'Lap Mei Fan' arrive when eating shark fins. It was way too fast, forcing us to eat else there isn't place to put other dishes. The orders of dishes were wrong too. In the end, we finished eating in half an hour. Perhaps we were too early. But we stayed there for a while to enjoy the air con. Probably the most important thing this year beside cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of CNY is the same, go back to granduncle place or shop to be precise for grand lunch. Pretty grand consider about 30 people eating on a table that seats only 8 people the most. We took our turns as usual, but we get to savour all the dishes to offer. Home cook food by heartful relatives beats any dishes at the restaurants anytime. The interesting news was my uncle sold my aunt's pineapple tarts for only RM16 (about40-45 pieces). Very tasty and cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day went to my mom's brother house where the other grandma was. A more simple gathering here. But still there is good food available. Today's lunch was rendang ayam with ketupat. Again, tasty and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow CNY consist of two things meeting people you only see once in a year and having lots of food. I guess without CNY maybe not really bother to keep in touch with your relatives, cousins, long lost friends etc etc. Somehow, friends you never bother to message or to give a call, suddenly you decide send them a SMS or wish them Gong Xi Fa Cai. Pretty ironic me thinks..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those sinful food, after all, nothing much to do that is so enjoying like eating. Me being a person who seldom eat tidbits, still don't really touch those pineapple tarts, ngaku, ba kua, cookies etc etc. I just prefer eat the main food, like sea cucumber, hakka fried pork, duck, chicken, pork's leg and other pork dishes..haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-137004270161886286?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/137004270161886286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=137004270161886286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/137004270161886286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/137004270161886286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/02/hot-cny.html' title='A Hot CNY'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8536534995650615100</id><published>2010-01-20T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:34:29.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Goes By</title><content type='html'>The age is catching up but many like to say we are still young. We want to feel like we have a lot of time left because we have many things to do. But in reality its because we there is many things we haven't done. So we want to make up for it. We search for more time, not knowing we keep wasting time doing other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We neve know how much we lost till we really lost it. Time keep going on but  we keep holding on to what we should have done. There is no time to lose except time to waste. Our life is limited as its our abilities, we try as we can but failed to make it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time will come soon and perhaps regretion too. But will you feel you have done it? Or feel that you haven't done any at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8536534995650615100?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8536534995650615100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8536534995650615100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8536534995650615100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8536534995650615100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-goes-by.html' title='Time Goes By'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8440462835619837177</id><published>2010-01-08T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:15:02.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Head</title><content type='html'>The usual rambles about end of the year and new year resolutions. Everyone is doing about the same. Not really bother much to write. Feels like writing though but not really want to write. Get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first resolution this year is to get a new job. If this is completed, then other things can follow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been getting agigated easy lately. Not sure due to lack of sleep or something that is lacking in life.  Probably don't need that much sleep but not enough sleep kinda affect my mood for the day. Maybe the source of bad mood is from something else all together. Should practice to control the mood and try to stay calm. Just hope everyday will be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if we know what we are doing. Perhaps what we are doing is not the matter. How well we use our time is more important. Should be happy able to sustain that good feeling as it will not last long. So better to appreciate what is happening rather than to think too much. Not sure what is to follow.  Just do what we can I suppose. The loooming sadness will fell upon anytime. We seek to avoid it as long as we can but then couldn't help feeling confuse all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8440462835619837177?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8440462835619837177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8440462835619837177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8440462835619837177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8440462835619837177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-head.html' title='From The Head'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6929618315755665895</id><published>2010-01-02T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:16:18.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Need For Football Manager</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its that time of year again, to be a manager and take my favourite club to greater heights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sz8quPy6F5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/l_y0MW-FxP4/s1600-h/mu9.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new edition brings new some new features and layouts. So let's get started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949273288796354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHJd8D6MI/AAAAAAAAArc/-nWU4_xwjBQ/s400/mu1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of signings needed to reinforeced the squad. A right wingback was signed since Gary Neville is not that fit anymore. Loaned Van Der Wiel from Ajax which is quite solid. Next, got back an old boy Rossi for a cool 22 million to establish a 4 main strikeforce. Another old favourite from FM09, Vukcevic is signed for around 11 mil to replace Scholes. Like his technical skills, especially longshot , free kick and corner kick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good offer saw me sold O'shea to Atlethico Madrid. Cathart was decent but got sold as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Januaray transfer saw me loaned Dudu a future AMC prospect and also Sissoko costing 27 mil for future use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sz8quPy6F5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/l_y0MW-FxP4/s1600-h/mu9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sz8quPy6F5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/l_y0MW-FxP4/s400/mu9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422099450379769746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An unorthodox 4-4-2 tactic was used for this season and served me well. Two MC as deep lying playmaker were solid in their roles, controlling and dominating the midfield. With Tosic or Valencia as the primary winger, crossing and making a run at the defence to assist the forwards to score. Rooney and Rossi fitted well as complete forwards, creating good chances for scoring and giving that extra edge which allows Berbatov to perform his job too. Evra was a beast, defending and running that left flank well. The central defenders did their job well, providing the extra edge at corner kicks, heading in those vital goals when needed with Brown more deadlier of the four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949275250854018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHJlP2iII/AAAAAAAAArk/82FDtmugHY4/s400/mu2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949506918038610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHXERnPFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pJ-iM7SsNjw/s400/mu8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pretty good season though I lost the Community Shield and got kick out of the league cup. But finish 1st in EPL undefeated with 100 points. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949498895302930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHWmY2ARI/AAAAAAAAAsM/zUXoe8Zknw4/s400/mu7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A relative easy FA cup final which saw Rossi getting a hattrick. It feels good to kick Liverpool's ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949493801962930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHWTafzbI/AAAAAAAAAsE/rkSuodCBZlw/s400/mu6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another memorable Champions League that saw us trounce Real Madrid 4-2. Ronaldo did score but new signings Rossi and Vukcevic help to make it an empathic win for our 4th European Champions trophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949283304900578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHKDQFh-I/AAAAAAAAArs/XTz-MyzBqEE/s400/mu3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many doubted Berbatov, but he was our top league scorer with 23 goals. However, Tevez scored 30 to win the EPL top goalscorer award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949289457640690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHKaLA5PI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ZwTTKpLDkIQ/s400/mu4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rooney is our top scorer, just one goal away to make it 30 in all competitions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419949293674851682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHKp4ebWI/AAAAAAAAAr8/II_XRtaCPSM/s400/mu5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rossi did well in his first season especially last few games when Berbatov was out with injury. His tally 20 goals justify his potential. Owen got 9 in all with Hargreaves following mostly from penalty kicks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on with the new season! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6929618315755665895?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6929618315755665895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6929618315755665895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6929618315755665895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6929618315755665895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2010/01/need-for-football-manager.html' title='The Need For Football Manager'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SzeHJd8D6MI/AAAAAAAAArc/-nWU4_xwjBQ/s72-c/mu1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-620237323207833182</id><published>2009-12-23T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:57:04.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Its not often we can be buoyed the the kind of feeling where we can feel at ease and good wherever we maybe. There are times we could feel awkard or bored even when we are with people we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However these days, these feeling of calm, peace and relative happiness is with me. Despite going home each day, and never did anything special, yet the feeling is not lonely, but serene and kinda satisfied that I do not complain I am alone or useless. I can now live with more comfortably knowingly I am not I who used to be. That I started to look better to everything and have comfortable thoughts inside my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above was written back in February but not posted. Ironically, the situation seems to change now. Feels empty going home and just repeat what I do each day seems a bit retarded..hehe. Perhaps cause got added stress lately or feeling tired from work. Guess the mind also kinda not working well lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really had the concrete idea to even write in blog. Each time feel like blogging, mind end up just blank and cancelled my intention to blog. Don't know why, maybe too 'blank' lately. Even kinda stop reading too, hasn't read since June. Maybe cause somehow, feel reading is useless. Can't believe I said that..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year is ending, yet again. Strangely these two months has been busy working. Too many 'screwed up' projects. Its sad to know what we often plan or expect, always goes against us and somehow, when the time is there, we never make use of it. Its not a new lesson, but I guess its been handed again to remind the important of using time efficiently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we do what we do, only to realize what we done another time. And reflect what we did when its too late. But its never too late, if we did what we could. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-620237323207833182?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/620237323207833182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=620237323207833182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/620237323207833182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/620237323207833182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-ramblings.html' title='Late Ramblings'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4012486399595844043</id><published>2009-12-03T14:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:51:57.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintulu-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdcO47_x2I/AAAAAAAAArU/NyEYPilxRpM/s1600-h/IMAGE_389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894888180893538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdcO47_x2I/AAAAAAAAArU/NyEYPilxRpM/s400/IMAGE_389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So called Laksa Sarawak I think. Nice taste of spices but its not hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing there is really hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdb9DMbhYI/AAAAAAAAArM/eBtCzD3wMXM/s1600-h/IMAGE_386a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894581696529794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdb9DMbhYI/AAAAAAAAArM/eBtCzD3wMXM/s400/IMAGE_386a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holland Beer, work with 'Kerang' must drink Holland beer. Actually there is many cheap beers there, ranging from RM 2 to RM2.50, not as cheap as thos free duty of course. But you get some varietys like Stella Artemis (Belgium) and Kingway(China).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdb87TW6cI/AAAAAAAAArE/QJWG-L9bN8E/s1600-h/IMAGE_388a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894579578104258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdb87TW6cI/AAAAAAAAArE/QJWG-L9bN8E/s400/IMAGE_388a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ice Lemon Tea, not your regulat Teh O' Ais Limau. Here they have lemon which is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdb8kyOrvI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Pt9G9AQOc1Q/s1600-h/IMAGE_374a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894573533572850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdb8kyOrvI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Pt9G9AQOc1Q/s400/IMAGE_374a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kan Mien aka Dry Mee. Not the famous Mee Kampua, didn't manage to try any good one there. This mee and the durian are only the food I think is good.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbtFE4BVI/AAAAAAAAAqs/K7YEZCqGIbY/s1600-h/IMAGE_371a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894307323807058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbtFE4BVI/AAAAAAAAAqs/K7YEZCqGIbY/s400/IMAGE_371a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3-Layer Pork Rice. Taste decent. Not much choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdbs_5-K9I/AAAAAAAAAqk/kX7wW3f1F6k/s1600-h/IMAGE_365a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894305935895506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sxdbs_5-K9I/AAAAAAAAAqk/kX7wW3f1F6k/s400/IMAGE_365a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't know why everyone there like the fried chicken feet. Taste normal to me. Dry not much taste really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbsoKMYSI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PMLXBdFbjnM/s1600-h/IMAGE_367a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894299561484578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbsoKMYSI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PMLXBdFbjnM/s400/IMAGE_367a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The restaurant which sells the famous fried chicken feet. Always full. I waited one hour for my fried mee once. If you are hungry, better don't eat here. Minimum wait for 30minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbsTPiASI/AAAAAAAAAqU/oqP6_vOM-ig/s1600-h/IMAGE_379a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894293946728738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbsTPiASI/AAAAAAAAAqU/oqP6_vOM-ig/s400/IMAGE_379a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from inn room. Its a river, not lake, not sea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410894311998343202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdbtWfXyCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/J0fdQM1Gfkg/s400/IMAGE_373a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Part of Bintulu Town&lt;/p&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/13581309-4012486399595844043?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4012486399595844043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4012486399595844043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4012486399595844043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4012486399595844043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/12/bintulu-ed.html' title='Bintulu-ed'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SxdcO47_x2I/AAAAAAAAArU/NyEYPilxRpM/s72-c/IMAGE_389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-650821552838422442</id><published>2009-11-15T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:25:20.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow And Safe</title><content type='html'>Pretty much what is happening with the project here in Bintulu. This is how the Kerang plant works. The Malay proverb ' Biar lambat asalkan selamat' applies here. Safety first, so that everyone get home safely everyday. Its good in one way but bad in another. Whatever just hope the project can complete fast is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another slowness experience is with one of the restaurant here called Spring Garden . Reminds me of Soon Tuck Restaurant back home. Order my food and need to wait 1 hour to arrive. There is a lot of people eating but the truth is, most of them are waiting for the food. Seriously, the cooking is very slow and there is only like 6 -7tables that can fit more than 5 people. They said the most famous dish here is the&lt;strong&gt; fried chicken feet. &lt;/strong&gt;I tried it, doesn't feel its that good. Maybe really just for chicken feet lovers.Anyhow, the food is also just normal for me but I can say its quite cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things will move along fast these coming days. Wanna wrap up my job and go home!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-650821552838422442?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/650821552838422442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=650821552838422442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/650821552838422442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/650821552838422442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/11/slow-and-safe.html' title='Slow And Safe'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8331558573583809119</id><published>2009-10-26T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:41:11.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Ado About Nothing</title><content type='html'>Felt kinda ironic when on the way to LCCT at 4.30am. These songs were playing on Hitz.FM as I can remember, &lt;em&gt;I Wanna, You Belong To Me, I Gotta Feeling, Falling For You&lt;/em&gt;. Man, its not like I am going for a honeymoon in Bintulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep in taxi due to the incessant beeping which sound each time the speed reach 110km/hr on the new meter, the taxi installed. Can't believe it cost RM100 for the check-in luggage and tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward...informed by the Shell Safety Officer we need Immigration work permit to work in Sarawak? I was like &lt;strong&gt;WTF, aren't we 1Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;? Apparently the contact person only realize this on our briefing day and after much hassle, we go back to KL to get our work permit done. At some point, I felt like smoking illegally and get kick out by Shell so that no need to come back there again..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I did in Bintulu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Laze around in Shell rest area. See people play pool, use the massage chair and surf Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Run around the Immigration, tried to apply for a blue passport and travelling document..lol. Felt like a foreign worker from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ate Kuching Laksa, drink 3-layer tea (taste like 'liang cha'. Drink beer in a local pub..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is seriously funny sometimes, you got too concern about something, in the end, you got busted for other things. I don't know who to blame here or what was the better solution. Life is just unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8331558573583809119?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8331558573583809119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8331558573583809119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8331558573583809119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8331558573583809119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/10/much-ado-about-nothing.html' title='Much Ado About Nothing'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4895645516809472200</id><published>2009-10-16T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:52:12.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Overated</title><content type='html'>That's what Ahban says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I remember the lyrics from &lt;strong&gt;Three Doors Down 'Here Without You'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rolling as the people even wait to say hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've heard this life is over rated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I hope that it gets better as we go&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby,&lt;br /&gt;but your still on my lonley mind,&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby,&lt;br /&gt;and I dream about you all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Im here without you baby,&lt;br /&gt;but your still with me in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;and tonight girl it's only you and me&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4895645516809472200?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4895645516809472200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4895645516809472200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4895645516809472200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4895645516809472200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-overated.html' title='Life is Overated'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3189856083892420637</id><published>2009-10-14T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:32:50.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Life</title><content type='html'>What do we make of our life? Our life seem to be normal for everyone to see. Yet no one will really know how our life have been but ourselves. If we are fortunate enough, we have people to share our life with, people who may know most of our life, like our parents perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one really knew the complete us except ourselves. What we have been through sometimes could be sheer shock to others, and funnily, ourselves too, since sometimes we maybe not realize what we have experienced. Certainly our life path differs from each other. On the norm, most go through the life accepted by society in general. For some, it could be really different and make a mess out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, what we think is right seem mostly already predetermined by society. We follow what is perceive right by the society. Our wayward ways are usually heavily critisiced and scorned by many. Sometimes we ask ourselves was it worth it? Even if we do not care if its correct, and just do it for the moment, we may end up still feeling empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phrase 'live for the moment' always brings boundless joy perhaps, but with unknown consequences after the moment has passed. Maybe we worry too much after that. But for that moment everything is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in this life, how we end up is not really what matter, its the people that we met along the way, what we did, how it felt and the experience gained. It does sound like some brainless teenage living their life, but then what do we really know? Then again, maybe the ending does matter, after all, to have perfect ending after going through so many things makes life more perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3189856083892420637?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3189856083892420637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3189856083892420637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3189856083892420637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3189856083892420637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/10/live-life.html' title='Live Life'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2091546211990652419</id><published>2009-10-03T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:28:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Autumn Festival 中秋節</title><content type='html'>Day comes and go, mid autumn arrives in the early month of October. We are now spoilt for choice with commercialized mooncakes of many varieties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most mooncakes sucks anyway and lack realy quality in my opinion. Years ago, commercial bakers used to buy unprocess 'lin zhi' to make lotus paste. Now they buy processed one in bulk since its cheaper. On the contrary, the mooncakes prices has been soaring each year. A branded one cost maybe around RM15-20 each. But it doesn't mean it taste nicer, at least for me.  Most restaurants nowadays make a good killing selling mooncakes, my collegue account for like 9 months of their profit. Guess so one box maybe amount to like RM 70 nowdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, my family almost never buy mooncakes. If got people give, then we eat lor, if not never eat one. For me, the nicer mooncakes nowadays are probably the Teow Chew or Shanghai types, cause they will get spoilt faster if don't fast fast eat. Their ingredients are better too. For those who don't like the sweet taste of mooncake, what else can their eat? I guess there is some non-sweet version out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess the true meaning of Mid Autumn should be  '团圆' i.e giving family members a reason to return home to eat dinner together. This probably holds true for those who seldom have chance to eat together as a family. For others, who always have the chance maybe not so special after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy your mid autumn then, after all how many ten years more can u do that really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2091546211990652419?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2091546211990652419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2091546211990652419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2091546211990652419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2091546211990652419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid Autumn Festival 中秋節'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7869051678727931136</id><published>2009-09-27T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:59:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job Needed</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to blog about really, except really need to find a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope can get it soon, before this year end preferbly. Would have actively start looking earlier, but was waiting for bonus until neck long finally get. And that also not much, due to higher management being 'kiamsap' and keep  getting those shitty projects. The kinda you promise customer you can do everything but then never tell customer you lack resources and the require skills. In the end, spend too much time on the project and getting your ass kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got 'kang tao'?? hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7869051678727931136?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7869051678727931136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7869051678727931136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7869051678727931136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7869051678727931136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-job-needed.html' title='New Job Needed'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6978301699507245395</id><published>2009-09-10T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:53:37.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Checklist</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;At Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Check Facebook -10 times per hour&lt;br /&gt;3. Check Lowyat.net -10 times per hour&lt;br /&gt;4. Check The Star -once per day&lt;br /&gt;5. Check MalaysianInsider -once per day&lt;br /&gt;6. Check ESPN Soccernet -twice per day&lt;br /&gt;7. Check Blogs -once very 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;8. Check Personal email -thrice per day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Home (After work) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Check Facebook -5 times per hour&lt;br /&gt;2. Check Lowyat.net -one time&lt;br /&gt;3. Check Blogs -two times&lt;br /&gt;4. Check Download site -one time&lt;br /&gt;5. Check TVB Series - two times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6978301699507245395?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6978301699507245395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6978301699507245395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6978301699507245395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6978301699507245395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-checklist.html' title='Daily Checklist'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1576659479471649310</id><published>2009-08-29T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T19:55:57.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babbling'/><title type='text'>Foolishly Walk</title><content type='html'>I don't remember how did I walk this path. I don't remember the reason. You wish you could go back, but you know you can't. The only way is to seek a better path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in regret is foolish, but still allow me time to recover. It is necessary before another new path is found. Life still needs to continue, I still need to eat. Only I don't have the appetite now. I don't know when. Now its perseverence time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have sweetness first, is to taste the bitter fruit later. Its bound to happen. You can't escape bitterness. As the people said, '苦中有甜,甜中有苦'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always a cycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1576659479471649310?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1576659479471649310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1576659479471649310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1576659479471649310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1576659479471649310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/08/foolishly-walk.html' title='Foolishly Walk'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2761482431501662813</id><published>2009-08-18T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:38:21.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babbling'/><title type='text'>That Inane Feeling</title><content type='html'>It's that same kind of day again. Waking up, the feeling is the same. You wondered why are you still breathing. It makes no sense to wake up. What are you going to do today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still walking to that same place, to that same old thing again. But you are not catching up, you've fallen behind. You forget where you left your spirits. Nothing really change, but time has taken you far enough. But you are still stuck somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are free flowing, but not in the kind of way it could be. Words cannot turn to money, at least yours won't. What's that feeling like? It is sane to continue on, the thoughts are there and the feeling is getting weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on, or I just don't see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2761482431501662813?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2761482431501662813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2761482431501662813&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2761482431501662813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2761482431501662813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-inane-feeling.html' title='That Inane Feeling'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-378333229521000526</id><published>2009-08-15T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:50:44.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babbling'/><title type='text'>What's Not..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it will always come to a point you need to let go, to properly disattached yourself from something you held for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel this is the hardest thing to do in the world. The emotional attachment that has long tied itself need to be set loose. The heart is always heavy but have not choice but to release the weight. Strangely, though it is going to be light, for an unknown time, the weight is still there. You still felt it but can't physically have it. Its a weird feeling, knowing you can never see it again, never truly know it anymore. And you can only try and try to look ahead, to live on without this weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed funny, for it lets you encounter something you like but can't have. Or let you have for a while but had to let it go later. It seems the only possible way to have it forever, relatively is to sign a paper and make a committment. And that's is actually the best way to maintain that attachment. A right to have it. Thus, allows you to keep on smiling and having that great feeling of being always attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing to be done is accept it, and to know that it has to happen for a reason. To keep on living, as long as appreciate the time given to spent, treasured all the moments have, no matter how heavy, it must be disattached.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-378333229521000526?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/378333229521000526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=378333229521000526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/378333229521000526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/378333229521000526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-not.html' title='What&apos;s Not..'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-5482846956664170595</id><published>2009-08-11T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:52:46.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't See The Light</title><content type='html'>I seriously feel like I am kinda stuck deep in this hole for sometime. Few months actually I guess. I still can't find the way out. I am too far off the path perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no light, no end of the tunnel for the predicament I am in. I don't know any direction. Just waiting and presevere. Hope I get unstuck soon. somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for now, not much blog updates you'll see cause the brain is not thinking, not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-5482846956664170595?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/5482846956664170595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=5482846956664170595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5482846956664170595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5482846956664170595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant-see-light.html' title='Can&apos;t See The Light'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-901578250183722042</id><published>2009-08-01T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:18:46.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same people, different life (同人不同命）</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what make us really different. What is our advantage or virtue that makes our life different from the rest. As people always say, we shouldn't compare people to people. Don't remember what is the real reason though. Some say all men are create equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Perhaps I am jealous? There are people out there who do their best in work and yet still a notch down when compare to others. Let say there is a guy who doesn't perform well in work, yet he is happily married with kids. Another who is almost 40s with kids but act like a kid in his work. Of course, they're those who are good in work as well and also married with children. Again, one could also find those who just work and pretty much have nothing else in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also look around me, some people seems to struggle to do even a simple daily 9-5 job. It seems they feel they are more stressful than others. And some complain not having enough money, poor salary but they will never get their ass off to really do anything to change that. I am guilty of that as well..hehe. I don't know, maybe I am too cynical, guess its just because I have seen both very hardworking people and lazy people. I mean, we are all human. But I can see some less lucky people, but yet they work even harder than others. Able to withstand extreme pressure, just to that extra money for the family. Maybe some just don't know how lucky they are, only know how to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if we are really that different in life, but we lives different kind of life that is for sure. Some can achive more than others and some less. Maybe that's fair to the world. Having different kinds of people to balance the world. Else, we could never compare people, or rather admire people in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think different people, different life more suitable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-901578250183722042?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/901578250183722042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=901578250183722042&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/901578250183722042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/901578250183722042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/same-people-different-life.html' title='Same people, different life (同人不同命）'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2782841496429267169</id><published>2009-07-21T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:55:47.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Also Complain</title><content type='html'>I think I probably rant everyday if I wanted. I think the rest of us could too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complain how lousy the government is, how terrible the traffic is, screamed in the blog about the bad drivers I meet each day, the stupid traffic, the police not doing their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also lament about my lousy job, the low pay, the routine job, that stupid task the boss always ask us to do, and whine about all the f*cked up projects we had to do, to be honest 90% of the projects are shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also rant about having to wake up for work, grumble about the boring food I have to eat everyday for lunch, and how I wish I could blow up the lousy office lift. And in the office, critisize my stupid collegues, shout at them for making my work hell, or grumble how their acctions irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at it, I can also curse at the sky, why always rain at the wrong time, or grumble that is such a hot day. And while walking, I could also sweared whenever there is a pool of water I almost stepped on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps making it a more serious rant, I could also go on about not having enough money to buy this and that, sigh I have credit cards debt to pay. Getting all hyped up, I can also grumble about the annoying family, perhaps pick on their traditional thinking or take a swipe at those troublesome and nosy relatives. As bonus, nitpick on my friend's attitude too, and their lifestyle for added fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'll complain this post is stupid, lacking attention and wondered why I bother posting at all. And I'll retort, who cares? Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: I hope it was funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2782841496429267169?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2782841496429267169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2782841496429267169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2782841496429267169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2782841496429267169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/07/inspired-post.html' title='What Also Complain'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2357376446675804094</id><published>2009-07-11T20:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:04:41.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Eat Breakfast (一定要吃早餐)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The routine work, the Monday blues and the thought of waking up for work always make our mood bad. Always we felt like sleeping a little longer or call in sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For me, the best way to avoid this is to have a nice breakfast. A hearty breakfast always a good start to a day. With a nice cup of coffee,tea or cham, and good food makes me feel better already. Its almost always the best meal of the day for me. I always go to different place to eat my breakfast each day. Of course, I repeat it the next week. But still beats eating lunch around office...hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the first thing I always think when go to work , is where shall I go for breakfast today? ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliEScEo3gI/AAAAAAAAApM/CpU82Shxdv4/s1600-h/IMAGE_312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177209065364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliEScEo3gI/AAAAAAAAApM/CpU82Shxdv4/s400/IMAGE_312.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wantan Mee nearby Pudu Plaza. I like this place caused I can put &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;roasted chicken or 'siu yuk'&lt;/span&gt; instead of 'char siew'. I don't like 'char siew'..hehe. But don't know why lately, 'siu yuk' always not ready in the morning. The 'wantan' not nice though. :p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliESPiPlNI/AAAAAAAAApE/d2fRG2JoVGk/s1600-h/IMAGE_309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177205699876050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliESPiPlNI/AAAAAAAAApE/d2fRG2JoVGk/s400/IMAGE_309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toasted bread always one of my favourite breakfast. This one is at the famous 'Ah Weng Koh' in Imbi Market. Normally use code word to order here, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'yat lap', yat fai' &amp;amp; 'yit&lt;/span&gt;, and 2 half boil eggs...hehe. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Yat lap'&lt;/span&gt; is the one piece bread on the left, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'yat fai'&lt;/span&gt; is two slice on the centre and you can choose to put the the kaya/butter yourself or ask them put it. '&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yit'&lt;/span&gt; refers to hot Hainan tea, their speciality. The eggs they give you one 'hot mug' and you gotta judge yourself the right time to take it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliER2g1QWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4c9VfmSqm68/s1600-h/IMAGE_301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357177198983070050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliER2g1QWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4c9VfmSqm68/s400/IMAGE_301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nasi lemak with beef rendang, typical morning food. This one at the Jalan Peel beside Queen's Park. Like the rice and sambal. Can't beat Pappa Rich but this much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliDoHhfs-I/AAAAAAAAAo0/8bS8NE1rhJA/s1600-h/IMAGE_319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357176481994748898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliDoHhfs-I/AAAAAAAAAo0/8bS8NE1rhJA/s400/IMAGE_319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Penang Chu Yok Fan at Chinese Village near Imbi Pasar. Runs by an uncle. The soup very tasty not sure if lots of MSG..hehe. Normally I put &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'mi suah'&lt;/span&gt;. But uncle sells all type of mee, hor fun, mi hun, mee suah, wong tai mee, vege me and instant mee too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliDn8vnOrI/AAAAAAAAAos/X9e74RCnX4U/s1600-h/IMAGE_318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357176479101172402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliDn8vnOrI/AAAAAAAAAos/X9e74RCnX4U/s400/IMAGE_318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheapest breakfast of all above..hehe. Nearby my house. I like the roti here, though sometimes find myself the only Chinese eating here..ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nowadays also go for Old Town Kopitiam breakfast caused of their &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'xi mut'&lt;/span&gt; milk tea, can't resist the taste. Other items include pork mee nearby Pudu Plaza, chee cheong fun and curry mee in Imbi Market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/13581309-2357376446675804094?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2357376446675804094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2357376446675804094&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2357376446675804094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2357376446675804094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/07/must-eat-breakfast.html' title='Must Eat Breakfast (一定要吃早餐)'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SliEScEo3gI/AAAAAAAAApM/CpU82Shxdv4/s72-c/IMAGE_312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6851356019400238944</id><published>2009-07-05T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:42:28.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Men Fake Foreplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.menfakeforeplay.com/small_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.menfakeforeplay.com/small_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw this book, I thought it is a book about sex. But I was very much wrong, way wrong. It has nothing to do with sex, mind you. Rather its a book that talks about how men should treat women. How we should view them, respect them. All kinds of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also a book that talks about weakness in men, certain things men afraid to do or have their view on women completely wrong. Its a crafty and witty book that explore the meaning intimacy, having the kind of openess and understanding between man and woman that allow a wonderful relationship to prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got this book on the cheap and it was well worth the 7 bucks I paid..hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6851356019400238944?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6851356019400238944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6851356019400238944&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6851356019400238944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6851356019400238944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-first-saw-this-book-i-thought-it.html' title='Why Men Fake Foreplay'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6548166137106733708</id><published>2009-07-01T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:57:06.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Normal Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You were born, you grew up. You go to school, go to college and get a degree. Then you get a job, and you work hard at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet your girlfriend, a nice girl but you broke up. You get another good one, but you broke up again. You repeat until you find the right one. You have enough money so you get married. You become a husband. You take care of the family. You have a good wife and a happy life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you get your wife pregnant. You have a baby. Now you become a father. You get another baby or two. Or as many as you can afford. Your children grow up. You care and love them. Your life is complete. You are a happy man. You grew old together with your wife and children. One day you died. Your children buried you. Friends paid their last respect. You life ends. You had a good life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6548166137106733708?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6548166137106733708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6548166137106733708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6548166137106733708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6548166137106733708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-lifestyle.html' title='A Normal Lifestyle'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3582826616202070192</id><published>2009-06-21T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:43:40.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人生有多少個十年</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the tagline from a character in the TVB series 'Rosy Business'. He is a man from the low class society who face severe difficulties in order to become a successfuly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think to myself, in our short life, how well we grab the oppurtunities that lies in our hand? How we had dealt with the situation that we face? Sometimes we think too much, worry too much until we failed to know that sometimes its just better to go with our instinct. Do what we feel is right at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be a bad decision or yield a negative result. But we do it because it felt good, because we don't want to have any regrets. It could be a moment of madness in our life, but it could also be a very exciting time in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, how many ten years do we have? Do not live to regret because it was wrong, but live because you had a good experience. Our life is short, live for the moment, screw everthing else!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3582826616202070192?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3582826616202070192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3582826616202070192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3582826616202070192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3582826616202070192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='人生有多少個十年'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1286156503965228149</id><published>2009-06-17T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:08:33.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 'Truths' ?? Maybe..</title><content type='html'>The 100 truths about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name: 杨国炜&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): anene&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 二十八&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: Gemini&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: 男&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: Tadika Sri Cheras&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School → Sek Keb. Tmn Midah&lt;br /&gt;008. High School → SMK Bandar Tun Razak&lt;br /&gt;009. College School → Sedaya College (now UCSI University)&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or short: short&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: both&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: camera..DSLR mar&lt;br /&gt;015. Health freak: nope&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: drink&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: not at the moment&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: both&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings : 没有&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: 没有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: depends on mood&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or Lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: tell you when I have one&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: first of the last&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: first of the last&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award: Primary 5&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: Kiss where??&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet: Never had one&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: Gold Coast&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: how big is big?&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: Not yet&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined: can't remember&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple Juice: Orange&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: Rock&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: Screamo&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: Both SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: Britney &lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: Night&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: Internet, no time for TV&lt;br /&gt;042. PlayStation or xbox: PC is the best&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: I do like both together..&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: None&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: Spiderman &lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring: Spring&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: Limewire, I no i-stuffs&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: soccer, but prefer to call it football&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: Of course, but micher eat more than me&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: regularly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: depends on what, who, when, why,how&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: find some food&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: I've come for you- Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: watch Rosy Business&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: Saturday I guess&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy level: Normal&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: someone who make me thinks of her&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids: if I get married&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married: Not at the moment&lt;br /&gt;060. When: Whenever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: not sure&lt;br /&gt;062. Any names in mind: You&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: the one&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: dunno, anything successful ok with me&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: wild&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: smoking&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die: when necessary&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: 眼&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny: romantic&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller: both ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring: caring&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous: Romantic&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms: Arms&lt;br /&gt;075. Hooked-up or Relationship: hooked-up for now&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant: Don't want both&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or Normal: Normal&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: Oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: nope&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: thought about it&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defense: I got superpower&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: many times in a PC game&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken some one's heart: probably&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: Yup!&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: too smart to get caught&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: yeah&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: Thnk so&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: 人生有多少個十年&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: when you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: 有么？&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: I belong to hell&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: no&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth fairy: no&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: why not?&lt;br /&gt;96. Angels: &amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now?: sure&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now?: I believe so&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?: Yes, is a she&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 7 people: This is a repeat, so no more tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: to my noob friend, micher, this tag similiar to we done b4 in fB ler..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1286156503965228149?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1286156503965228149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1286156503965228149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1286156503965228149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1286156503965228149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/100-truths.html' title='100 &apos;Truths&apos; ?? Maybe..'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3869379664288934340</id><published>2009-06-14T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:54:07.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Of My Life</title><content type='html'>Today is my 28th birthday. I heard a new song today, by Nickelback, &lt;em&gt;‘If today was your last day’&lt;/em&gt;. I have passed thru roughly about 10227 of them, give or take. I do not know when my last day is or what I will be doing on my last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do not live my birthday like it was my last day, more like a normal day. As any day it will be. Except today is a Sunday, no need to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best present come in a form of an advice. In this case from Nickelback song lyric, and I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My best friend gave me the best advice&lt;br /&gt;He said each day’s a gift and not a given right&lt;br /&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has brought many lessons each year. One of the most grateful lessons I have learnt is being able to encounter of the most painful experience in love. To be betrayed, lied to and hurt is one hard lesson to take. But luckily, I found a way to endure and discover a way to be better. I learnt by processing your pain over and over again, will help not only lessen the pain but also understand why there is suffering and how we can forgive ourselves and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that lesson, I pretty much have cried my last tear. Any pain or sadness endure can never hurt me as much as before. It becomes easier each time to handle. There are no regrets, no looking back only a desire to live more, see more, and know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now time to go and get that song…. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3869379664288934340?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3869379664288934340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3869379664288934340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3869379664288934340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3869379664288934340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-year-of-my-life.html' title='Another Year Of My Life'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2340813830343477297</id><published>2009-06-12T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:11:51.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>Any other seems like just any other normal day, only maybe you're working or not. Waking up each day, eating breakfast, heading for work, doesn't seem much.Finish work, go home and have dinner. Again not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days would go by without talking with any friends at all. Sometimes it runs into weeks. Yeah, you spam on FB and chat on MSN, but that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at yourself and ask what have you accomplish today. Nothing. Laugh all you want, but life sometimes seems just like that, you either have it or not. All you got is probably the shadow beside you. Or that not so reliable Internet connection which goes down whenever it wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at the clock, and feels time is moving so slow. But before you realize it, you start to wonder where has all the time gone. You probably just shrugged it off, and tell yourself there is always tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next post then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2340813830343477297?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2340813830343477297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2340813830343477297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2340813830343477297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2340813830343477297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/any-other-seems-like-just-any-other.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1408760865981778480</id><published>2009-06-08T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:35:12.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Type Of Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>As told by a female friend, this is how guys classify their girlfriends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. choi(vege) - for sex purpose cuz eat vege(vege easy to spoil?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. lui (girl) - bring along for show and move around purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. foh (stock) - to be kept since its stock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gals, which type are you?? haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1408760865981778480?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1408760865981778480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1408760865981778480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1408760865981778480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1408760865981778480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/type-of-girlfriends.html' title='Type Of Girlfriends'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2768329839459897329</id><published>2009-06-05T15:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:41:01.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Cook Food &amp; Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, I missed my grandma's cooking. She ain't cooking no more due to health reasons. Now, my mom take over. However, the food just doesn't taste the same. I have to say my mom cooking failed. Maybe cause she seldom cook, never cook is more appropiate..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the old generation retiring from cooking, a lot of old recipes are lost. I won't be able to taste those hakka dishes anymore. Home cook Yong Tau Fu no more, want to eat have to buy or eat outside. The taste is not same especially the stuffed brinjal, my favourite. The Hakka Char Chu Yuk is also lost, grandma hasn't make it like 8-10 years..lol. The Chu Kiok Zhou is also no more, the yummy half fat half pork meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some of the new generation like me, lazy to learn, perhaps it won't long before we settle for someting that is just not authentic and as good as the old days. Even in KL, when you eat outside, most of the food, is cooked by foreigners or are prepared earlier beforehand. Such is the downgrading of the food we eat now. The ambience and envrionment might be nicer, more posh, however the food taste just not as good as last time. Some youngsters may think the food still taste really good now, but they will never know how much better it taste i the old days. My mom, a coffee drinker, always wondered if they use DNA modified ingredients to prepare food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is the price to pay for modernization, society seems to improve in some way, but in other matters, it is slowly deteriorating. Maybe eating a pill for dinner isn't such a far fetch idea after all. I guess no one will need to complain who to do the dishes in the future...haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2768329839459897329?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2768329839459897329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2768329839459897329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2768329839459897329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2768329839459897329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-cook-food-stuffs.html' title='Home Cook Food &amp; Stuffs'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6770964993816018506</id><published>2009-06-03T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:14:57.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then &amp; Now</title><content type='html'>Then..&lt;br /&gt;Waste time playing CS at cybercafes.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time playing games at home.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time sleeping at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..&lt;br /&gt;Waste time spamming in forums/FB.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time chatting on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time idling in office.&lt;br /&gt;Waste time online at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6770964993816018506?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6770964993816018506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6770964993816018506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6770964993816018506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6770964993816018506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/06/then-now.html' title='Then &amp; Now'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6000404383351316670</id><published>2009-05-30T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:53:22.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Manager</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: Too bored on a Saturday night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To most football fans, they will know that the curent football season is ending soon. As a MU fan, I am definitely dissapointed that we didn't win UCL this season. I have to agree MU lost to a better team that night. Some think we only lost a game or a Cup. But the implications in my view are far greater because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In 10 years, MU only reach the final twice and won UCL twice, hardly the making of a true European Champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. By losing, MU is not consider the top team in Europe because they fail to dominate UCL. Teams like Liverpool, Milan have won between 5-7 times although some is in old format. MU only 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Unable to create history to be the 1st to defend the UCL, to achieve that again they need to win twice in a row and before other teams can do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning the World Club and English League Cup are still good, but pale in comparison with the UCL. Its a top club ultimate aim to win the domestice league title and UCL every season. SAF is a perfectionist because no matter how much he's achieved, there's more to accompish. This is what a true &lt;em&gt;football manager&lt;/em&gt; do but he will sigh that his side failed to achieve more on the continental stage. &lt;strong&gt;IT IS SERIOUSLY DAMN IMPORTANT TO BE THE BEST IN EUROPE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my favourite game, FM, where I just won the Serie A with Fiorentina, a side with players with lots of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341830953292238594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SiH-8yUrjwI/AAAAAAAAAno/pJ53ZCcSljE/s400/f2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Serie A champion, time to aim for UCL next season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341830958045759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SiH-9ECAhsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/iVu1tZdKFNE/s400/f1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rivas, my central defender is 2nd highest scorer with 15 goals. Cost only 875k. 99% of his goals are headers from corner kicks..lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/13581309-6000404383351316670?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6000404383351316670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6000404383351316670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6000404383351316670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6000404383351316670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/football-manager.html' title='Football Manager'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SiH-8yUrjwI/AAAAAAAAAno/pJ53ZCcSljE/s72-c/f2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3110716277925223924</id><published>2009-05-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:44:18.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Road To Walk</title><content type='html'>We all have our own roads to walk. Some say it’s easy, some tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a tough road I think. Not because I make it tough, maybe I did. I always choose a lesser taken road. Seems more exciting I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is long and full of holes. I got bumped all the time. Still I walked. I feel I need to learn a lot of lessons before I can walk on easier road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I walked alone. The journey is still in is infancy. It’s a slow journey, but I am going to see a lot of things. Probably get hurt too. But its ok, I expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told myself; when you near the end, the road will be easy and you will find all that you ever want at the end. I am scared though, that it will become a never ending road. And I will keep falling down and get up to walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can see the path ahead. I want to know what’s waiting. But all I can do is walk. Just walk till it finally ends somewhere, someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3110716277925223924?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3110716277925223924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3110716277925223924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3110716277925223924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3110716277925223924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/road-to-walk.html' title='A Road To Walk'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-5818942629577739529</id><published>2009-05-19T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:56:20.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was young, I find myself oblivious of the roads around KL. Some friends and others would often know the road around KL or the road to other states. Me myself have no idea how to drive there though I was of legal age to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now after doing this job for quite a while now, I think I know around 80% of Klang Valley roads. At least, I never got lost before..hehe. And have a penchant for finding cheap parking place. I always plan my route, know which part of the road will be jam at what time and calculate cost effective and time saving way to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried a new highway called DUKE today that link to Duta Toll. I entered from MRR2 where the banner says 8.5mins to reach Bangsar, NKVE, Damansara etc. Didn't list a time to reach Duta toll but I think should be same. I took 10mins to reach Duta toll travelling at 100km/h. Paid RM 2, considered ok cost since its about 15km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I went to a remote part in Perak somewhere near Tualang. Then drop by Ipoh for my second customer. Basically is a routine job. Just need to do it to earn some money from milleage and also to take back a notepad I left in Ipoh back in March. Luckily, the maintenance guy kept it for me..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this job and the days I spent in Perlis, my expenses for my Siam Reap travel is pretty much recouped..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-5818942629577739529?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/5818942629577739529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=5818942629577739529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5818942629577739529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5818942629577739529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/travelling-job.html' title='Travelling Job'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3929454499023549884</id><published>2009-05-17T17:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:29:27.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating In Perlis</title><content type='html'>12 days in Perlis, that's the total day I spent there. And eat at the same place almost every day for lunch and dinner. Sorry for the poor quality pictures. PDA camera only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336721029119577426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_XgDYHjVI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PfKygyQv1Ww/s400/IMAGE_276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our place for dinner. Most happening eating place in Kangar. We ate lunch also nearby here only. Not much choice really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336720298843166802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W1i4p2FI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Bp1uXNTloBw/s400/IMAGE_256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kangar Claypot Chicken Rice (Sa Bo Fan) with egg. Yah I know you can't see. RM 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_XgLZMwNI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NfQA1-tqfdg/s1600-h/IMAGE_278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336721031271596242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_XgLZMwNI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NfQA1-tqfdg/s400/IMAGE_278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tau Fu Fa sold by an uncle. His mobile vehicle sells 5 types of 'liong sui'. Also had 'pak muk yi liong sui' never try before in KL. We drink his liong sui almost every day. My collegue had tau fu fa almost everyday :X RM 1 each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W2CxqFGI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8CMsvyYEVOs/s1600-h/IMAGE_284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336720307403756642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W2CxqFGI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8CMsvyYEVOs/s400/IMAGE_284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chicken Herb Mee Suah for lunch. Not too thick on herbs. RM 3.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W14767JI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0ErqxUd5yII/s1600-h/IMAGE_281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336720304762449042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W14767JI/AAAAAAAAAmg/0ErqxUd5yII/s400/IMAGE_281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangar Char Kueh Teow for breakfast. Not bad. RM 3 for big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W1kYRGQI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rL_mRKTdIeU/s1600-h/IMAGE_267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336720299244198146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_W1kYRGQI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rL_mRKTdIeU/s400/IMAGE_267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Kari Indonesia. This is duck curry. Not hot though..hehe. His other curry also not bad, something like nasi kandar. Cost me RM 7 this is the most expensive food I ate beside the KFC dinner plate. Kangar have 2 KFCs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336721028908565602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_XgClzxGI/AAAAAAAAAnA/A8F1E59oJTA/s400/IMAGE_286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuala Perlis Mee Curry. Ok only. Not hot also, they put 'chu huet' here. No 'si ham'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336724828484180002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_a9NHOmCI/AAAAAAAAAnI/x_-Hj2UXIKk/s400/IMAGE_271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kuala Perlis Kolo Mee. Not nice. Kangar better with spaghetti like mee and char siu, but nothing really special also..hehe. RM 2.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3929454499023549884?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3929454499023549884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3929454499023549884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3929454499023549884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3929454499023549884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-in-perlis.html' title='Eating In Perlis'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg_XgDYHjVI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PfKygyQv1Ww/s72-c/IMAGE_276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-6562209332527244392</id><published>2009-05-16T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:31:28.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in Perlis</title><content type='html'>This is what I did in Perlis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336366575149058018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg6VIHcHB-I/AAAAAAAAAmA/B2NH3maeGj0/s400/IMAGE_263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how a big PABX system looks like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336366577516009394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg6VIQQb17I/AAAAAAAAAmI/7yJnL4vZ0jU/s400/IMAGE_251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My collegue fixing the smaller cabinet at the remote side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-6562209332527244392?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/6562209332527244392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=6562209332527244392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6562209332527244392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/6562209332527244392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/working-in-perlis.html' title='Working in Perlis'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sg6VIHcHB-I/AAAAAAAAAmA/B2NH3maeGj0/s72-c/IMAGE_263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4300947915710632972</id><published>2009-05-14T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:19:06.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>When I was in Siam Reap, a friend told me I am lucky not in KL caused it is very hot there. As I gathered from friends, it hasn't been raining much at least not heavily since ever since I was in Perlis. Anyone can verify this? FYI, it was raining in Perlis every few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily, the first day I am in Siam Reap, I ask our handsome driver on the first day, whether it has been raining lately. He replied me no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, it rained around 5.00pm just as we finished our Angkor Wat tour. Quite heavy too. And it rained also the next night around the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached back home to KL, it rained. Heavily. I told my friend and she replied that I am bearer of water..haha. This is the second time she said that as I recalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like rain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4300947915710632972?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4300947915710632972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4300947915710632972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4300947915710632972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4300947915710632972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3854271500777147534</id><published>2009-05-09T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:24:52.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved by Air Asia</title><content type='html'>Again I missed my flight literally. Dunno what happen really, my flight itinerary was wrong again. I wanted to go back KL on 8 May. Instead upon check in at Firefly found my ticket was for 7 May. Sigh....almost can't go home that day since Firefly was fully booked even for the 9.20pm flight. I really need to triple check next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Air Asia has empty seats for 9.40pm flight. Bought in on the spot and have to wait another 3 hours for the flight time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back to LCCT again on Sunday for my trip to Siam Reap. Hope can have a good relaxing holiday there. Abit stressed out lately..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short update for now. Will update more when free again, hopefully soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3854271500777147534?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3854271500777147534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3854271500777147534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3854271500777147534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3854271500777147534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/05/saved-by-air-asia.html' title='Saved by Air Asia'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7910568961747577753</id><published>2009-04-15T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:16:31.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall &amp; Rise</title><content type='html'>I have fallen hard before.&lt;br /&gt;I have cried till my eyes red before.&lt;br /&gt;I have had the worst.&lt;br /&gt;I thought nothing could bring me down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I was wrong. I still fall, I still cried.&lt;br /&gt;But each time I get up, I feel stronger.&lt;br /&gt;And the pain is lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown up. And ready to challenge again.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can keep me down. No more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7910568961747577753?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7910568961747577753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7910568961747577753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7910568961747577753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7910568961747577753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/04/fall-rise.html' title='Fall &amp;amp; Rise'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-605491883063824190</id><published>2009-04-08T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:23:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Black and White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The closer you step on the line, the harder each action becomes. Black and white can be clearly differenciate but when you attempt to try both it becomes complicated.&lt;br /&gt;One moment you think is right, next you question yourself on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions become hard, you ask yourself are you aware of what you doing. Are you walking towards the right path? But you console yourself and always remind yourself this...我知道我自己作甚麼.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the edge is never easy. Any moment you might failed and lose big time. Emotions get in the way sometimes, and cloud your judgement. You keep wondering if its worth it, if the risk is worth taking. You understand the way it works and persuade yourself you can handle it. Day by day, its getting more dangerous, as you put more effort and time in it. If you fall, no one can save you. You only have yourself to rely on and stand back up on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hang on your high hope, and try to find the beautiful dream. You want to master your own destiny, control your own emotions and walk without regrets. When you succeed, you will be who you once aspire to become. Or end up, no better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on the thin fine line and you will know how many times you will trip and get back up.&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/13581309-605491883063824190?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/605491883063824190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=605491883063824190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/605491883063824190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/605491883063824190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/04/between-black-and-white.html' title='Between Black and White'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4497817240833971226</id><published>2009-04-06T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:38:12.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Money, Then Spend It Again!</title><content type='html'>From next month onwards, I will be able to have extra RM 45 to use. Changed to cheaper parking and normal account with HSBC...hehe. Actually only RM 44 since the stupid HSBC will charge me RM 1 for letting me know my salary is banked in. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, can save more by cancelling a 2nd phone number which I took during my time at an ex-company. Currently, paying RM 8 for it...haha. Also getting the season parking will save another RM 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can save like RM 63 per month and use it for other things..hahaha. This amount to RM 63 x 12 = RM756 per year!! I can buy a new LCD with that or get a new decent speaker in 4 months..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4497817240833971226?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4497817240833971226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4497817240833971226&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4497817240833971226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4497817240833971226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/04/saving-money-then-spend-it-again.html' title='Saving Money, Then Spend It Again!'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3777249685398608129</id><published>2009-04-03T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:12:53.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seremban Braised Beef Noodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally got a chance to go out of office. A standard trip to Kerang's Plant at PD. Gotta attend security briefing this time. Just watch the DVD for 15 minutes and done liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished my job and went for the noodles at Seremban Pasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320343135161851394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SdWn5J6CngI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iUxf1VPYg4s/s400/IMAGE_241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Feels like the taste not so good like last time. Had a big one, Rm 6.00. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3777249685398608129?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3777249685398608129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3777249685398608129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3777249685398608129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3777249685398608129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/04/seremban-braised-beef-noodle.html' title='Seremban Braised Beef Noodle'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SdWn5J6CngI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iUxf1VPYg4s/s72-c/IMAGE_241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3688519382337810401</id><published>2009-03-31T16:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:12:48.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save 5 Bucks Can Eat Beef Noodles :)</title><content type='html'>Finally settle last of my banking issue. Downgraded my HSBC Power Vantage to normal savings account. Don't know why I paid RM 5 monthly for something I never used for more than 2 years..haha. Maybe cause Power Vantage get better treatment?? :shrugs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, off I went for lunch after that. Don't know what to eat around Masjid Jamek area. But saw the beef meatball noodles shop 'Soong Kee'. So just went there since long time never eat liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319271652415032658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SdHZYpoAzVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8dOUbOEuinc/s400/IMAGE_237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression is what a small bowl they used for the mee. The noodles taste decent. I think the only plus points they give you 8 meatballs. Better deal than certain wan tan mee I think..haha. Cost RM 4.50 for small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any nice makan place around Masjid Jamek area?&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/13581309-3688519382337810401?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3688519382337810401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3688519382337810401&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3688519382337810401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3688519382337810401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/beef-noodles.html' title='Save 5 Bucks Can Eat Beef Noodles :)'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SdHZYpoAzVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8dOUbOEuinc/s72-c/IMAGE_237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8584923269872215259</id><published>2009-03-30T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:08:39.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feels like I am the silent lamb waiting to be slaughetered. I am basically sitting in the office with nothing much to do recently except studying. The only thing I really should do. And again, I am slacking on it. Come April I might even be more free. Retrenchment results should out by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main worry during these days is the thunderstorm and lightning causing my customer equipments to malfunction. This damn weather is really annoying. My home always have Earth Hour whenevr there is lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sitting in the office, spamming, onlining, msning, FBing. Its getting really boring. Perhaps I should just blog more. A lot of the things in mind really, but can't quite conjure up a decent post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these nothing to do won't last forever, as projects will starting mid of April. Expect to have more things to do between April and June. Hope I will have time to spare to meet with a friend who is coming over to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I got nothing better to do seriously. Any worthwhile suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8584923269872215259?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8584923269872215259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8584923269872215259&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8584923269872215259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8584923269872215259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/office-ramblings.html' title='Office Ramblings'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4667280860280123582</id><published>2009-03-30T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:57:32.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Out There</title><content type='html'>Everyone is the same. Deep inside their heart, they hope there is somebody out there who will be good to them, someone who love them with their life in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you must also do the same to the other else it won't last forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4667280860280123582?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4667280860280123582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4667280860280123582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4667280860280123582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4667280860280123582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/somebody-out-there.html' title='Somebody Out There'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4101255759838138569</id><published>2009-03-27T10:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:31:57.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>First of all, I don't what the '60' represent here. I am aware of this awareness campaign when it started in Sydney. Sounds cool I guess. Switch off the light sounds easy. Wonder if there is any social repurcussions from this action. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more countries are going to participate. Will I do my part? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking to switch off the computer too. But &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;probably gonna use laptop that time and continue surfing online..haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I probably will turn on the air con too depending on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The point is just to create awareness not save the earth. :P That requires much much more effort.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitz.FM have been busy endorsing this campaign. So I wonder what will the rest of the government really do? And at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Malaysia, knowing our govt, probably our moolahs will eventually end up inside some big guy pocket for safekeeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: i just realize 60=60 minutes, which is one hour. Not sure am I correct, but wouldn't 1 Earth Hour sound better???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4101255759838138569?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4101255759838138569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4101255759838138569&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4101255759838138569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4101255759838138569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/60-earth-hour.html' title='60 Earth Hour'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-5415234259796085907</id><published>2009-03-26T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:02:39.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces Of People</title><content type='html'>As you grow up in life, wondering about the people you met, the ones that make a difference and the ones that just passby without as much as raising an eyebrow. Although probably all did make a difference no matter how little it mattered, still perhaps maybe more curiously is the expectation you may have of that person. Though its better to expect nothing, than to be dissapointed and makes oneself miserable, still we will hope that person can do better than expected. Alas, one normally need to face many dissapointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually one shouldn't be too foolish, as we should always pratice 'managed expectations'. Know what to expect of that person and how she/he can perform. Probably lowered expectations work very well, most likely is what our bosses do to us all the time. Perhaps that's why I feel is always better to rely on ourselves than others to make ourselves fulfilled or as put your eggs in more basket as to protect yourself. But sometimes nothing is more rewarding than to see someone exceed your expectation. Though in certain circumstances, that can become a fake blue sky in the sense that the person is actually hiding the true nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you meet those who don't give you a proper first impression, sometimes this is a critical part of getting close to people as first impression almost determined whether there is a chance to develop. People more often more than now, are more judgemental than they seems, often biased and make harsh comments on people they don't really know. And when comments, criticism are wrongly intepret as harsh sarcasm, their temper get the best of them insinuating what was a small problem in the begining. You can choose to ignore these people, since they don't really mean anything to you but then why you get mad? Most of the time is your egoistic behaviour or the fact you think you are being wronged. Then, have you ever consider the other party intentions, aren't they being wrongly accused too because you misunderstood them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, another those kind who perhaps are really too caring to be even bothered about anything. How ironic? You can consider them a dumbo, pretentious or plain innonence. But the truth is that they have too much in their heart to know which to care. They wander around life seemingly full of everything, thanking everything and knowing everything. But in the end, life may just ask them back, who do you really love? Because in the end, everyone knows you care about everyone but you never bother to trully know that someone. You do not know who to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the long time ramblings in the mind. Finallydecided time it gotten posted...haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-5415234259796085907?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/5415234259796085907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=5415234259796085907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5415234259796085907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5415234259796085907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/faces-of-people.html' title='Faces Of People'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-5311430962315464796</id><published>2009-03-23T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:53:51.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Update</title><content type='html'>Been down for 10 days with sorethroat and cough. Finally feel like normal today, and damn car overheated, hope still can pakai. Everyday sleep quite well due to cough drops making me drowsy and sleepy. Basically can't think or function that well these past 10 days.  And ironically, I can't sleep well last night, only slept 6 hours. Usually I can sleep like 8-10 hours...haha. Maybe signs I am recovering liao, brain start working overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like so many unfinished and personal business to care of. Mostly do with banks, need to properly balance the accounts. Table is also getting messier. Need to sort out those bills soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, need to sort out income tax. Still missing on EA form!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to start reorganize my things before get out of hand. And tommorrow probably can start having my first cup of coffee after 10 long days. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-5311430962315464796?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/5311430962315464796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=5311430962315464796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5311430962315464796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5311430962315464796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-update.html' title='Short Update'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8814031135035558213</id><published>2009-03-18T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:02:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irony</title><content type='html'>One weekend ago some friends wanted to go for makan makan. Maybe at Melaka, Ipoh or Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listed my preffered place as Penang, Ipoh and Melaka. They went to the Melaka which I didn't follow. Later on that week, supervisor suddenly ask me go Penang, if I don't want to go, he will go. Since I haven't been out for a while, more like I needed the money, so I said I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad, the morning I started to drive to Penang already can feel the uneasiness in my throat. The dreaded sorethroat is coming. Kinda spoil the mood liao.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed one night in Penang, but can't eat anything else than kuey teow soup. Collegue ask to go for supper but me don't feel well, tired so went to bed at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Oh Chien, No Asam Laksa, No Hokkien Mee, No Char Kuey Teow!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next day I am going to Ipoh too. Finished my task around lunch time. And I also only eat the Hor Fun recommended by friend. I dun like 'Kai Si' so I asked for chicken pieces. The kopitiam girl there quite leng lui btw..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad cannot drink White Coffee  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the irony go to land of food but cannot eat anything...haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8814031135035558213?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8814031135035558213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8814031135035558213&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8814031135035558213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8814031135035558213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/irony.html' title='The Irony'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7339608771721178320</id><published>2009-03-15T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:49:04.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This work that I do</title><content type='html'>Often people would ask what do I do? Many times I just simply tell them 'kuli'. If they ask further, some engineer loh. If they need to be specific, I tell them PABX engineer. Then you see the blank look in their eye and hands scratching their head. I stare back at them, wondering why am I in this field as well....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would be easier to describe the nature of my job. You see, I am like a firefighter or even a doctor, since a lot of hospitals are my customers. And I HATE hospitals, bloody money suckers they are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when there is fire, I will be there to put out the fire. Small fire, big fire or very very big fire, I will be there. So, if someone calls up and says there is a fire, I will go and put it out. Maybe it will take me 1 hour, 2 hour or a whole day, depends on how big the fire is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if there is no fire? Well, on this lucky day, I'll thank and pray to God. Nah, how often will it happen. If it does, I'll sit in fire station, testing my equipments, practice my fire fighting skills, conduct fire drills, attend or give training. And wait for my day to finish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, if you see me in my office all the time, does this means I am lucky? In some way perhaps, enjoying coffee, air condition but if I go out, I earn more, not to mention test my skills against the fire and normally go home earlier of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can say no news is good news for me. But not good for business. After all what use are firefighters if there is no use for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I look forward after work the most is a good night sleep, so I can have enough strength to fight another day..haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7339608771721178320?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7339608771721178320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7339608771721178320&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7339608771721178320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7339608771721178320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-work-that-i-do.html' title='This work that I do'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1423125986397812054</id><published>2009-03-09T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:23:37.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear Armani, Eat Roti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the business world, one always try very hard to get the most for a buck. Some buyers will try very hard to squeeze and negotiate for a cheaper price. There are people who always want to buy a RM 2 item for RM 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However our government is very different. Very chariatable bunch. They can offer RM 500 mil for a RM 100 mill thing and won't mind buying something for RM 500 which in reality only cost RM 10. They are ever willing contribute towards helping the sellers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And then there are those people who always seem so rich. Drives a Ferrari, eat at swanky restaurants and buys highly priced branded items. They do it because they can, as long as they can. Funnily, the lower class people tries to emulate them to a degree. Some young men will gladly pay RM 1000+ installment per month or being smart streching the loan period to 9 years just to drive that Civic or Camry. I guess they can't differentiate between liability and asset yet. Perhaps they also think that by wearing a Raoul shirt, they can make more money than wearing a Van Heussen. And some try very hard to spent most of their monthy paycheck on a Gucci or a LV bag before they realized, 'Shit, I need 2 month salary for that'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Others think they are enjoying life by dining at hotels or being seen partying at some newly open clubs, which gives them VIP passses. Before they exclaimed having the best meal of the day, maggi goreng at wee hours in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, there are those who have high earning power yet seems don't have any money. I quote an example, a country manager who drives Iswara, use Nokia 3310 and looks like a normal non-executive staff. Ok, I lied, one more example, the general sales manager, who eat Hup Seng biscuits for lunch, drives a Saga and use Nokia 1110. Where are all their money? Probably in the big house they live in, in the banks or all saved up for their family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, money makes the world go round. Without it, the world will come to a complete stop. So what you wanna do with your next paycheck is entirely up to you. Hmm, maybe I should get a new PDA? Oh damn, I forgot I need to pay my credit card bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1423125986397812054?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1423125986397812054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1423125986397812054&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1423125986397812054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1423125986397812054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/wear-armani-eat-roti.html' title='Wear Armani, Eat Roti'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4798922432821237152</id><published>2009-03-08T13:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:17:56.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Women Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nothing much come up in mind lately, except I found today is International Women Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;Happy International Women Day to all women out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincedently I bought this book the day before. Seems kinda interesting. Saw a Middle Easter woman bought it and asked here which section she got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems kinda interesting and have 20% discount...hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681772539120418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SbNU71dWCyI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CP8-scPwbrI/s400/xl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4798922432821237152?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4798922432821237152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4798922432821237152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4798922432821237152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4798922432821237152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/03/international-women-day.html' title='International Women Day'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SbNU71dWCyI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CP8-scPwbrI/s72-c/xl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-8150201239578700227</id><published>2009-02-27T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:14:38.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefly and Hazel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously, whenever I go North, whether to Perak, Penang or Kedah something is bound to happen. Its same by car or by plane. This time is also no difference. Last time with I literally &lt;a href="http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-missed-my-flight.html"&gt;mised my flight.&lt;/a&gt; I dun like going to the North for work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was at Penang airport since 3.30pm after my collegue drop me there. We were from Alor Setar btw..Didn't go shopping since lazy to walk carrying luggage around. Perhaps maybe should have went watch a movie first...hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Will be taking 915pm flight back to Penang but plane arrived late and after boarding, plane got problem and need engine checked, so we got off the plane. Finally took off around 10.30pm. Already expected to have problem since it rained heavily around 7pm ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arrived at Subang Airport close to midnite and was the last one to buy a taxi ticket.  And need to share with one uncle since it was the last taxi. The last time, I shared a taxi was when I was a kid going to the market with grandma and took taxi home together with some aunty..hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, here comes Hazel, the air stewardess looking for a ride home since she didn't expect to be so late to finish work. Yay, me got to sit with the stewardess behind while uncle sit in front...hehe. &lt;em&gt;:blush: First time share with taxi stewardess mar. :P&lt;/em&gt; Taxi driver damn untung cause get 3 ppl at once. Earlier, he asked me to share with another guy go Jalan Ipoh but I refused..hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, the journey is going to be Jalan Gasing, then my house, last Puduraya. Apparently, she wanted to go back to Ipoh since its her offday tommorrow. Damn geng, since reach my house already 12.30am liao, and later take bus back to Ipoh. Reached also 3am liao, I never know there is 24 hours bus to Ipoh..haha. She is in this line for 10 years already since 18 IIRC and used to it liao, and now only taking local flights. She was surprised I know Cantonese(=_=) when I snickered while she was talking on the phone with her mom. I told her I am KL dude sure know ler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a chatty session finally reached home sweet home. It was raining freaking heavily much to my chagrin. Bid goodbye to the friendly girl. What a long day it was...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-8150201239578700227?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/8150201239578700227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=8150201239578700227&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8150201239578700227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/8150201239578700227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/firefly-and-hazel.html' title='Firefly and Hazel'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-5924848707120360755</id><published>2009-02-20T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:25:45.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Random post since have many incomplete random thoughts in the making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your destiny? You only have yourself to ask and discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted this from somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your DESTINY!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not need to compare our lives with others. We have no idea what their journey is all about and we certainly have no rights to judge anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A music video to share on Destiny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VgXiXwoj2Og&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VgXiXwoj2Og&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unrelated thought: " There is 1000 reasons to break-up, but there is no reason to fall in love with someone". True??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-5924848707120360755?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/5924848707120360755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=5924848707120360755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5924848707120360755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/5924848707120360755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7366754390473380530</id><published>2009-02-15T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:49:58.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Message</title><content type='html'>HAPPY Valentine's Day! Sila aktifkan GPRS/MMS anda dan dapatkan 3G Wayang &lt;strong&gt;*Siok*&lt;/strong&gt; atau MP3 hebat sekarang. Sila sms ON GK ke 36881. Pdftrn FREE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frens, please be careful during your intimate moments with your other half...lol. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7366754390473380530?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7366754390473380530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7366754390473380530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7366754390473380530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7366754390473380530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-message.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Message'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7084744991473414903</id><published>2009-02-12T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:14:51.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless Begets Heartless</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Fueled by passion and lust, we embrace each other affectionately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The anticipated meeting, locking our gaze to each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a long time, I never felt such tender loving care. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gently you lay in my arms, and as our lips touching, felt like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your delicate touches, your soft skin grazing my body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we parted, you smile sweetly, slowly letting my hand go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then you realized as the moment has passed and reality sinks in. The feeling is gone, the trust dissapeared and the emotion has left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I will keep reminding myself that &lt;strong&gt;heartless begets heartless&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EKt6tOqzFdI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EKt6tOqzFdI&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;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7084744991473414903?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7084744991473414903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7084744991473414903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7084744991473414903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7084744991473414903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartless-begets-heartless.html' title='Heartless Begets Heartless'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-4612898908324767297</id><published>2009-02-11T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:00:18.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Secret Valentine - We The Kings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft kiss and wine&lt;br /&gt;what a pretty friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;we're finally intertwined&lt;br /&gt;nervous and shy&lt;br /&gt;for the moment we will come&lt;br /&gt;alive tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll write a song&lt;br /&gt;that turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;when both boy and girl&lt;br /&gt;start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;we'll hope it's not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay down be still&lt;br /&gt;don't worry talk they will&lt;br /&gt;i'll be loving you until&lt;br /&gt;morning's first light&lt;br /&gt;breaks tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i'll take care of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll write a song&lt;br /&gt;that turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;when both boy and girl start&lt;br /&gt;suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;we'll hope it's not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when guilt fills your head&lt;br /&gt;brush off rise up from the dead&lt;br /&gt;this is the moment that we&lt;br /&gt;will come alive&lt;br /&gt;brace yourself for love&lt;br /&gt;sweet love, secret love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll write a song&lt;br /&gt;that turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;when both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;we'll hope it's not for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be a secret we keep&lt;br /&gt;And a Valentine night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a while&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the best time of our life&lt;br /&gt;And the moment will lingers on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-4612898908324767297?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/4612898908324767297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=4612898908324767297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4612898908324767297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/4612898908324767297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/secret-valentine.html' title='Secret Valentine'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2550034960612852452</id><published>2009-02-09T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:42:27.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SZBFWXLW8pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0gFm_3oOmq8/s1600-h/180px-Love_zh_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300813011896169106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SZBFWXLW8pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0gFm_3oOmq8/s400/180px-Love_zh_svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The traditional &lt;a title="Chinese character" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_character"&gt;Chinese character&lt;/a&gt; for love (愛) consists of a &lt;a title="Heart" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heart"&gt;heart&lt;/a&gt; (middle) inside of "accept," "feel," or "perceive," which shows a graceful emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to buy a book called 'Socrates In Love' today. But turns out its categorized under Philosophy section and I didn't even see the book until I left the cashier and it was displayed there. :X Asked the cashier to open the book and I flipped through. Look pretty boring so I didn't buy. Only got intrigued by the fact it described 5 types of Ancient Greek love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ancient Greek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Greek language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language"&gt;Greek&lt;/a&gt; distinguishes &lt;a title="Greek words for love" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_words_for_love"&gt;several different senses&lt;/a&gt; in which the word "love" is used. For example, Ancient Greek has the words philia, eros, agape, storge, and xenia. However, with Greek (as with many other languages), it has been historically difficult to separate the meanings of these words totally. At the same time, the Ancient Greek text of the &lt;a title="Bible" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bible"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; has examples of the &lt;a title="Verb" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Verb"&gt;verb&lt;/a&gt; agapo having the same meaning as phileo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Agapē" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agap%C4%93"&gt;Agape&lt;/a&gt; (ἀγάπη agápē) means love in modern-day Greek. The term s'agapo means I love you in Greek. The word agapo is the verb I love. It generally refers to a "pure," ideal type of love, rather than the physical attraction suggested by eros. However, there are some examples of agape used to mean the same as eros. It has also been translated as "love of the soul."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Eros (love)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eros_(love)"&gt;Eros&lt;/a&gt; (ἔρως érōs) is passionate love, with sensual desire and longing. The Greek word erota means in love. &lt;a title="Plato" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plato"&gt;Plato&lt;/a&gt; refined his own definition. Although eros is initially felt for a person, with contemplation it becomes an appreciation of the beauty within that person, or even becomes appreciation of beauty itself. Eros helps the soul recall knowledge of beauty and contributes to an understanding of spiritual truth. Lovers and philosophers are all inspired to seek truth by eros. Some translations list it as "love of the body."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Philia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philia"&gt;Philia&lt;/a&gt; (φιλία philía), a dispassionate virtuous love, was a concept developed by &lt;a title="Aristotle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristotle"&gt;Aristotle&lt;/a&gt;. It includes loyalty to friends, family, and community, and requires virtue, equality, and familiarity. Philia is motivated by practical reasons; one or both of the parties benefit from the relationship. It can also mean "love of the mind."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Storge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Storge"&gt;Storge&lt;/a&gt; (στοργή storgē) is natural affection, like that felt by parents for offspring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Xenia (Greek)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xenia_(Greek)"&gt;Xenia&lt;/a&gt; (ξενία xenía), hospitality, was an extremely important practice in Ancient Greece. It was an almost ritualized friendship formed between a host and his guest, who could previously have been strangers. The host fed and provided quarters for the guest, who was expected to repay only with gratitude. The importance of this can be seen throughout &lt;a title="Greek mythology" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_mythology"&gt;Greek mythology&lt;/a&gt;—in particular, Homer's &lt;a title="Iliad" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iliad"&gt;Iliad&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Odyssey" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odyssey"&gt;Odyssey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Pretty much ripped of most of the contents from Wikipedia. Thanks Wiki!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2550034960612852452?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2550034960612852452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2550034960612852452&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2550034960612852452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2550034960612852452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='愛'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SZBFWXLW8pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0gFm_3oOmq8/s72-c/180px-Love_zh_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1404383006858442916</id><published>2009-02-09T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:22:31.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude</title><content type='html'>The unseen tempting. The unspoken intriguing. The unheard expecting. The first touch tingles. The desire mounting. The embrace is warm.&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1404383006858442916?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1404383006858442916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1404383006858442916&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1404383006858442916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1404383006858442916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/prelude.html' title='Prelude'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3722883276334394289</id><published>2009-02-04T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:02:05.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Piece Of Shit</title><content type='html'>What use are words?&lt;br /&gt;If not accompany by actions?&lt;br /&gt;Mere thoughts are not enough&lt;br /&gt;Without conviction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you become&lt;br /&gt;Such coward that fails to try&lt;br /&gt;How long have you taken&lt;br /&gt;And still lay like the rubbish you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever realize&lt;br /&gt;To wake up from your slumber&lt;br /&gt;Are you just going to be&lt;br /&gt;A piece of shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3722883276334394289?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3722883276334394289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3722883276334394289&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3722883276334394289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3722883276334394289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/piece-of-shit.html' title='A Piece Of Shit'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-9054818588075708474</id><published>2009-02-02T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:36:27.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Love?</title><content type='html'>To feel good, we must begin by having self love. By loving ourselves, only then we can learn to love others. With love in our heart, we can open ourselves to be love by others and generate the relationship that we desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, we mixed up lust and love. Sometimes it come hand in hand, and we failed to differentiate which one is true. So, the most reliable factor we can use to decide is time. Time has never failed us, for it never stops and always there for us when we need it, as long as we need it. Through time we will find whether it is true love or pure lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love survives through time, just a lie will be enough to hurt it. They said truth hurts but deep down they know, lies hurt even more. You can't really blame someone for having the courage to tell the truth and face the problem on hand. This is the way you build love. Using lie to cover another lie, is just a coward attempt to avoid the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life will probably encounter lust many times, fall in love a few times and being lied to countless time. But everyone hopes to find true love in their life and to share their lives with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people loves everyone because they do not know who to love. So choose. But if only yourself know that you love someone is useless, you must tell the person that you love him/her.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Both sentences taken from Andy Lau's movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-9054818588075708474?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/9054818588075708474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=9054818588075708474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/9054818588075708474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/9054818588075708474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-love.html' title='About Love?'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-379891805281165900</id><published>2009-01-29T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:13:16.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racist About Town</title><content type='html'>A recollections of encountering strangers and unknown people around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happen before CNY, was having dinner with collegues at Saisaki. As I walked in, noticed a table full of girls(7-8 of them). First glance, already know their not local. Soon, all my collegues are guessing, Koreans? Japanese? Chinese? Actually all also have if I am not mistaken as we can sense all of them speaking English to each other. Guessed they are from a nearby learning English centre. Else, why speak English right? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on this week, I decided to take the public transport since I wanted to go to a few places. Figure its better than paying parking since its a weekday and they count by hour. After finish cancelling my credit card, I went to the Masjid Jamek LRT station to head to Hang Tuah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the wrong platform when I saw a young Sonija Kwok lookalike. Very slim and pretty figure..hehe. I had to walk down again and cross the road to get back on the correct platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, and standing below the fan since its really hot, a young girl come across and ask me if this is the train to Hang Tuah in English. The magazine she shows me is written in Chinese with only station names in Malay. She spoke English. I just replied yes and informed her I am heading there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a Taiwanese chiq actually and with a pretty friend with white, fair glassy skin. The friend was using Coach bag and big Gucci sunglasses. Failed to notice the watch brand but quite expensive imo..haha. Guess two friends are here for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked again at the platform label and realized there is only one language. And there is no directory for people to check whether they are at the correct platform. Me myself also made a mistake earlier. Guess we can only see at the counter there. &lt;em&gt;Not so friendly for the tourists imo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got off at the Hang Tuah with the chiqs. Saw the girl took out the mag again. I quickly ask her, 'Ni me yao chu na?'. She pointed Imbi station. I replied 'Shi Thai Guang Chang se ma?" She nodded. I just informed you can take the monorail or walk 300m. No doubt they take the monorail as I figure the other girl would probably melt in the sun. &lt;em&gt;Maybe I should have offered to be a tourist guide since I am so free..hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I noticed signatures were lacking and the way to monorail was just a A4 laminated paper. I also had to ask the counter which platform I need to get on to Bukit Bintang...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my stuffs and it was raining. No choice but need to just walk back to monorail to go back to the LRT station. As expected, it was crammed and humid even though it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking public transport again, reminds me how much I hate it. The inefficiency, not user friendly (Touch N Go was spoilt at the monrail station :X), and the unpredictable weather, makes me rather just waste petrol and stuck in the road. At least, I have peace and air con. We are still miles away from HKG public transport, where you don't even need to see daylight to reach your destination protecting you from dust, heat and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My greatest respect to all those who brave their life taking the public transport each day. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-379891805281165900?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/379891805281165900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=379891805281165900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/379891805281165900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/379891805281165900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/racist-about-town.html' title='Racist About Town'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3475413181921674</id><published>2009-01-27T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:47:14.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Ang Pau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SX8eFwf2JpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/54miqzQZlZs/s1600-h/ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295984771077645970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SX8eFwf2JpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/54miqzQZlZs/s400/ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more creative ang pau I have received. The money is hidden in the rectangle piece which can be inserted back to the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it from Japanese aunt. ^_^ My Japanese cousins are looking more and more kawaii.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3475413181921674?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3475413181921674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3475413181921674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3475413181921674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3475413181921674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-ang-pau.html' title='Special Ang Pau'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SX8eFwf2JpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/54miqzQZlZs/s72-c/ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3981658316778601758</id><published>2009-01-25T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:26:16.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finished My Bonus!</title><content type='html'>Yup, all RM 120 of them. This is what I got for bonus this year. All spent at Jusco today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2x Feather Pillow(1 for my sis,1 mine), 1 pair of sandals(mine als0) and 1 belt(my dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope get a good sleep nowadays and feet not so pain when go pai nien..haha. I seldom take leaves during this CNY but this year I took 3 days like most people. My dept all off..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone have a good CNY too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SXwR6Gpvl_I/AAAAAAAAAlA/mz_OAOZ5WzU/s1600-h/_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295126951796643826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SXwR6Gpvl_I/AAAAAAAAAlA/mz_OAOZ5WzU/s400/_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Ox can be a slow moving cow or a raging bull. But whatever it is, everyone gotta do their best every year, this year is no different. So I wish everyone 努力做人. For couples, its actually 'make human' ^_^. ..kekeke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chuk Tai Gah Kam Nien Hang Hou Wan, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chut Kai Chap Dou Bou, Fan Kao Fat Leng Mung,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sik Dou Fei Fei Bak Bak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3981658316778601758?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3981658316778601758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3981658316778601758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3981658316778601758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3981658316778601758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finished-my-bonus.html' title='I Finished My Bonus!'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SXwR6Gpvl_I/AAAAAAAAAlA/mz_OAOZ5WzU/s72-c/_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2843747881254423063</id><published>2009-01-23T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:18:25.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Ahban</title><content type='html'>1. Take a recent picture of yourself or take a picture right now..&lt;br /&gt;2. Don’t change your clothes, just take a picture..&lt;br /&gt;3. Post that picture with NO editing..&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the picture with these instruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SXk2kBCnJ-I/AAAAAAAAAk4/0clh2mztXEI/s1600-h/tt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294322829333309410" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SXk2kBCnJ-I/AAAAAAAAAk4/0clh2mztXEI/s320/tt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I seldom take picture alone..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What’s your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;To live a free life, free of worries and regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What do u like the most about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;He can speak Hakka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Are u looking for a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Nope for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.How many babies you want?&lt;br /&gt;As many as I can afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What would u name your kids in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Yang Guo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What is your goal for this year(2009)?&lt;br /&gt;New job or get retrenched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do You Think You Are Clever?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are your favourite colours?&lt;br /&gt;Red, Blue, White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Do u ever wonder where you would end up after you die?&lt;br /&gt;In Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What are your bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;Lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you can do anything now.. What would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Go travelling, I'll start with Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. State a random fact about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a kuli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What does flying means to you?&lt;br /&gt;Work, waste time in airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What do you crave for the most currently?&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Describe the person that tagged you in 7 words&lt;br /&gt;He has a nice girlfriend in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Are you currently dating?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What is in your mind now?&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you believe in fate?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which type of guy/girls you like most?&lt;br /&gt;Clever, responsible guys.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, cute, pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;#Remove one question from above and add in your personal question.&lt;br /&gt;#Make a total of 20 questions and tag 5 peoples.&lt;br /&gt;#Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;#List them out at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;Chai Yee&lt;br /&gt;Ybm&lt;br /&gt;AuntyChee&lt;br /&gt;Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2843747881254423063?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2843747881254423063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2843747881254423063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2843747881254423063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2843747881254423063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-ahban.html' title='Tagged by Ahban'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SXk2kBCnJ-I/AAAAAAAAAk4/0clh2mztXEI/s72-c/tt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-3078087663891301094</id><published>2009-01-22T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:06:01.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Missed My Flight!</title><content type='html'>Well, I did, at least on paper. I only found out when I wanted to check in that the staff told me my flight back to Subang was on 20th night not 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to buy a new ticket on the spot. Took Firefly again since Subang is nearer to home and cheaper than Air Asia by RM 9. Lucky I check in early else I probably would have been a little panic..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After double checking, I found its my fault sending the wrong info to the coordinator to book my flight. She even told me to double check and I only checked the &lt;strong&gt;time but not the date&lt;/strong&gt;..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as I always tell other people, anything also have a first time. And first time, the stewardess sit beside me...:blush:.. The plane was having turbulence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-3078087663891301094?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/3078087663891301094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=3078087663891301094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3078087663891301094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/3078087663891301094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-missed-my-flight.html' title='I Missed My Flight!'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2292455287022597663</id><published>2009-01-14T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:19:10.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Block &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I experienced it, normally alone. I feel its kinda scary. Suddenly, the mind is blank, looking at the PC, without thoughts. Feeling kind of helpless, not knowing what to do. Lacking inspiration, unable to continue doing what I wanted and just stuck in my seat. (Wiki related info: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mental_block"&gt;mental block&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_repression"&gt;repression&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sifu said, &lt;em&gt;each new friend brings out a new part in you.&lt;/em&gt; Though I can't remember which book is that, tried to search cannot find. But I still remember it also goes something like this, &lt;em&gt;the best friend will bring the best out in you while the the worst obviously brings the worst out&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that certain friends can give unexpected replies in conversations. For me, that's what make the conversations interesting. Or some that dare to ask questions without holding back. Seriously, being frank is not so bad, as we can use that to look back at ourselves and improve our own attitude and perception towards life. Also, it helps the fact that we can truly be ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like habit, when friends become old, and getting used to the normal attitude we deal it, we can't seem to find any breakthrough or sparks in the friendship. Sometimes it seems kinda mundane. But with constant outings or gatherings, we still improve bit by bit and still find new things in old friends we never knew. Such is the way of life teach us, keeping an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's mental block gotta do with friends? Because that's how my thoughts kept going on. And their the inspirations for this post...hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2292455287022597663?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2292455287022597663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2292455287022597663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2292455287022597663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2292455287022597663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/mental-block-friends.html' title='Mental Block &amp; Friends'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-2799566818968371709</id><published>2009-01-07T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:43:48.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Yours</title><content type='html'>Recently, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frend&lt;/span&gt; share this video with me. Its not by Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mraz&lt;/span&gt; but from a group that call themselves 'Wong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Productions'. Seriously damn good song and cute video. Girls probably like this a lot..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having troubling looking for it today caused &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; just said its copyrighted by third party. However, managed to get Wong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fu's&lt;/span&gt; site and get the video link to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X18yHxnHKbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X18yHxnHKbs&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.wongfuproductions.com/"&gt;Wong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Productions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-2799566818968371709?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/2799566818968371709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=2799566818968371709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2799566818968371709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/2799566818968371709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m Yours'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1476942551726760928</id><published>2009-01-04T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:48:43.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Human</title><content type='html'>What our eyes saw, we perceive.&lt;br /&gt;What our ears heard, we judge.&lt;br /&gt;What we thought, we say.&lt;br /&gt;What others have, we get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;What we do not have, we envy.&lt;br /&gt;What is granted, we take.&lt;br /&gt;What God has planned, we live.&lt;br /&gt;When the time is right, our due will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1476942551726760928?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1476942551726760928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1476942551726760928&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1476942551726760928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1476942551726760928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugly-human.html' title='The Ugly Human'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-7830941337949111926</id><published>2009-01-01T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:08:01.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think calendar is one of the first thing we change every New Year. Since free calendars are getting less, and hard to get for me. So, I always resort to buying FHM for the free calendars recently and the great looking girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously as year goes by, the quality is dropping in my opinion..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SVy-b-gwRnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GEm55R_bodk/s1600-h/calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286309450472244850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SVy-b-gwRnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GEm55R_bodk/s400/calendar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Left is from SG FHM 2006 Calendar, Center is MY 2008 and Right is MY 2009. I gues using professional models are always more outstanding. But luckily, this year the dates are bigger easier to see. But I still like those old style calendars with horse racing dates cause they are more complete and have Chinese calendar dates..hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-7830941337949111926?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/7830941337949111926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=7830941337949111926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7830941337949111926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/7830941337949111926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-calendar.html' title='New Year, New Calendar'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/SVy-b-gwRnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/GEm55R_bodk/s72-c/calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13581309.post-1298446828059260858</id><published>2008-12-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:41:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I have your attention please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave behind all your sadness, mistakes and anything you don't want in year 2008. Also, your excess fats if possible. Please bring forth only joy, happiness and new hope to this new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: this is my original message but due to words limitation in SMS I have to edit and use short forms..haha. This post is backdated to complete 100 post in 2008..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13581309-1298446828059260858?l=craprants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/feeds/1298446828059260858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13581309&amp;postID=1298446828059260858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1298446828059260858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13581309/posts/default/1298446828059260858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craprants.blogspot.com/2008/12/attention.html' title='ATTENTION!!'/><author><name>anechoic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04638698205457513498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RGw7hA8xoaQ/Sof-u6wxr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/AINAd3tuTqE/S220/horse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
