<?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-1909912588342409209</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:15:43.675+08:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Childhood'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='mood'/><category term='motorcycle'/><category term='section 2'/><category term='second'/><category term='college'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='Starwalk 2008'/><category term='time'/><category term='Hat Yai'/><category term='生活'/><category term='test'/><category term='bye'/><category term='animal'/><category term='INTEC'/><category term='clock'/><category term='Mid Autumn'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='family'/><category term='Mariah Carey'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='cat'/><category term='巴士站'/><category term='bus'/><category term='PAH'/><category term='sale'/><category term='Thailand'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><category term='lucky draw'/><title type='text'>What Bernard Says</title><subtitle type='html'>What's the issue...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-6754931204476840583</id><published>2010-11-26T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T22:28:44.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you and bye</title><content type='html'>Tun Dr. Lim Chong Eu's death is a sudden shock especially to all Penangites. Although he was no longer the Chief Minister of Penang when I was born and first opened my eyes in Penang, I can feel that his legacy in Penang will certainly last forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the man who had transformed Penang into what we see today: KOMTAR, Penang Bridge and the Free Trade Zone. He was such a far-sighted and adaptive leader because he managed to 'save' Penang from a plunge when Penang's Free Port status was withdrawn. In short, I would say without him, Penang won't be so developed today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I do not know you in person,&lt;br /&gt;But I know your effort and contribution,&lt;br /&gt;that's enough to make all Penangites remember you,&lt;br /&gt;with this, I pay you my last respect...&lt;br /&gt;RIP Tun Dr. Lim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-6754931204476840583?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6754931204476840583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=6754931204476840583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6754931204476840583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6754931204476840583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks-and-bye.html' title='Thank you and bye'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-697632082922159908</id><published>2010-11-21T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T21:05:15.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><title type='text'>It's the annual Year-End Sale again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/TOkYHzIZCEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2IVYEGB5FEM/s1600/Malaysia-Year-End-Sale-YES-2010_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/TOkYHzIZCEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2IVYEGB5FEM/s320/Malaysia-Year-End-Sale-YES-2010_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541987338719660098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news to all shopaholics! The Malaysia Year-End Sale is back again from 19th of Nov onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do not miss this opportunity to shop shop shop! Now what am I going to buy??? Hmm... below is my to-buy-list. XD&lt;br /&gt;1. A t-shirt from Topman - Belinda, this is your job. &lt;br /&gt;2. A t-shirt from GAP&lt;br /&gt;3. A pair of trousers from Zara&lt;br /&gt;And many more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everybody say YES to this Year-End Sale!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: The blogger is not responsible shall any reader spend too much and other consequences such as being hunt by along, starving themselves for money or gone bankrupt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-697632082922159908?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/697632082922159908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=697632082922159908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/697632082922159908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/697632082922159908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-annual-year-end-sale-again.html' title='It&apos;s the annual Year-End Sale again!'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/TOkYHzIZCEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2IVYEGB5FEM/s72-c/Malaysia-Year-End-Sale-YES-2010_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-3888440925888137734</id><published>2010-01-03T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:15:03.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>解释不了</title><content type='html'>现在我已正式在我的宿舍度过了一个小时。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老实说，心情有点忐忑不安。但，就是解释不了原因。&lt;br /&gt;只能默默地跟自己说“忍以下吧，新年很快就会到了。”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-3888440925888137734?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3888440925888137734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=3888440925888137734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/3888440925888137734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/3888440925888137734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_03.html' title='解释不了'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-4833907193292371663</id><published>2010-01-02T16:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:56:45.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='巴士站'/><title type='text'>巴士站</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/Sz8KMnpKDPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gAtJAwoor2s/s1600-h/nibong7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/Sz8KMnpKDPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gAtJAwoor2s/s320/nibong7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422063688293682418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个小小的巴士站,有着大大的意思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个精彩的出发点，因为另一个地方有着刺激的生活等着他。&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个悲伤的出发点，因为他将要离开他不想离开的地方。&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个快乐的聚点，因为他可以和好久不见的家人见面。&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个伤心的离点，因为他不知什么时候再可以和家人见面。&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个追求梦想的起点，因为他将开始走出迈向他梦想的第一步。&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个寻求生机的起点，因为他将到‘黄金地带’工作。&lt;br /&gt;对有些人，是一个盼望的起点，因为不久他将回乡了。&lt;br /&gt;而对有些人，则是生活中最后的一个地方，&lt;br /&gt;因为他再也不想离乡了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;读者们，你们的巴士站又会是怎么样的呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（第一次用华文写部落格，请多多指教。）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-4833907193292371663?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4833907193292371663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=4833907193292371663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4833907193292371663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4833907193292371663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='巴士站'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/Sz8KMnpKDPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gAtJAwoor2s/s72-c/nibong7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-3550617714764611620</id><published>2009-11-26T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:47:25.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Complex Feeling</title><content type='html'>I have not been updating my blog for ages. Not that I'm lazy but I'm affraid that if I write my blog in my hostel, it would make me feel even homesick. Honestly, I still have some feeling of homesick while I'm staying in Shah Alam. Seems like I am the only one who does not adapt well to my new environment yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never know why I started to have this kind of homesickness after the Raya break. Maybe after that break, that was not any more break for us. Six weeks for me to endure unlike as usual, we are so lucky to have 'H1N1 break' out of a sudden, Mid-sem break which is only a few weeks ahead of the 'H1N1 break', August break and the Raya break. This semester, I would say has the most holidays. So, I got used to it and when suddenly there's a long way before holiday, I started to feel that I have lost something - connection with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, there must be a moment when I thought of my family, everyday. I wonder what are my family members doing right now? Where are they? Are they happy? Is every thing OK at home? All sorts of feelings shower on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this can be a very good training for me to be independent, to rely on myself and to take care of myself. I'm a quiet kind of person so I don't usually express my feelings out. In other words, I keep it to myself. Now, I realize how important family is and I cherish my family very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad now I'm back in Penang. I could not decribe my feeling on the day of my return by flight. It's beyond the description of words. I boarded Firefly's FY 2086 flight from Subang to Penang. The exitement and exhilaration took over my body. I can feel home closer to me at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday I'm going for a vacation with my family. The destination will be revealed on my next post and if possible with photos from my vacation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude,&lt;br /&gt;appreciate everything we have right now (family, friends, pets, environment, etc.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-3550617714764611620?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3550617714764611620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=3550617714764611620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/3550617714764611620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/3550617714764611620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/complex-feeling.html' title='Complex Feeling'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-5220086102607541381</id><published>2009-09-05T16:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:48:13.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='section 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus'/><title type='text'>First In My Lifetime: On the 5th of September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the 5th of September, was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my first public bus ride in my entire lifetime.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;T602&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We (I and my roommates) initially wanted to have lunch nearby after sending our clothes at the laundry shop. However due to Ramadhan month, no shops were selling any food. Even the Malay stalls that I mentioned in my previous post were not doing any business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, there it goes. My first ride on &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rapid KL&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Section 2 Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;. The bus was really '&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;rapid&lt;/span&gt;'. XD. Quite scared. Overall, the condition of the bus is OK to me; not too crowded, ample seats available, thank God we don't have to stand. Just that you can see grafittis on the back of the seats in front of you. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to KFC in Section 2 to have our lunch. Then Mok said he wants to buy birthday cake for Kai Ming. So we searched nearby Section 2 but there was not even a bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked the taxi drivers and the pak cik said maybe we can find it at PKNS there. So, there we go shopping cum buying birthday cake with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my sleeping tracksuit on and an umbrella&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. How cool was I...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so 'special' in PKNS. As we were the only four chinese in the mall. Since we were already at Section 2, we went to SACC Mall as well, which is far far far better than PKNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the way back, we did not take any bus ride anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall see when will be my next public bus ride. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-5220086102607541381?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5220086102607541381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=5220086102607541381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/5220086102607541381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/5220086102607541381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-in-my-lifetime-on-5th-of.html' title='First In My Lifetime: On the 5th of September'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-2405817162944482478</id><published>2009-08-16T00:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:12:17.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><title type='text'>Special Sizzling Saturday in Section Six</title><content type='html'>I think this is my first blog written in my room, 2/209 Kolej Kediaman Cendana. Initially, we spent the whole day studying Biology as the test is on next Thursday. Hmm, I wonder how hard will the topic test be. Only now I realized that my speed of study is so slow, 10km/h. There is a lot of things to study for the first topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say that we did not study for the morning as we only woke up at 11 something. :P Wasted the beautiful morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of us went for lunch near the 'pasar' where there are lot of 'beautiful' and 'elegant' 'mak cik's greeting you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Makan dik. Makan ke bungkus dik? Ada nasi goreng, ayam goreng panas-panas dik. Mai makan"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always like that. So be used to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just now at night, we heard a kitten's sound outside our door. It really turned out to be a tabby kitten! I thought it must be very hungry and as a pet lover, I couldn't left it just like that. The kitten seemed know how to grab peoples' attention. It meowed until almost everyone staying on the same floor came out to have a look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, someone brought a Dutch Lady packet milk for it. LOL. The kitten really liked it and licked the milk on the floor. It is really cute. One more thing that makes it even lovely is that it likes to hide under my pants while I was squatting. Maybe I have the smell of cats??? But to me, I think it feels safe to be with me. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After having it's supper, the kitten sleeped peacefully and soundly, not soundly la. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, let's let the picture do the talking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370238105234072034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SobrGp2-YeI/AAAAAAAAACo/VbAzwq6l9bs/s320/DSC06626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-2405817162944482478?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2405817162944482478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=2405817162944482478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/2405817162944482478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/2405817162944482478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/special-sizzling-saturday-in-section-6.html' title='Special Sizzling Saturday in Section Six'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SobrGp2-YeI/AAAAAAAAACo/VbAzwq6l9bs/s72-c/DSC06626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-3575437878702784064</id><published>2009-08-15T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:17:57.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new leaf</title><content type='html'>Finally, after about a year I had 'launched' this blog, It's time to 'turn over a new leaf' for my blog. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a college student, life is not as easy as we thought. Although we have more freedom and 'liberty', it is time we control ourselves, not others who are goin to control us. In fact, been controlled by others is even better in my opinion. This is because if we have to control ourselves, there are so much temptations out there that are trying to lure us. Argh! It's a hard training for us, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late right now, I'll try to update it while I have my mid-sem break soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369885217477901362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SoWqJ4hkPDI/AAAAAAAAACg/h9vw64iZKt8/s320/chained_heart_by_marcoagustoni2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-3575437878702784064?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3575437878702784064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=3575437878702784064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/3575437878702784064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/3575437878702784064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-leaf.html' title='A new leaf'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SoWqJ4hkPDI/AAAAAAAAACg/h9vw64iZKt8/s72-c/chained_heart_by_marcoagustoni2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-4318312013157112318</id><published>2009-07-12T01:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:30:45.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTEC'/><title type='text'>A new step in my life</title><content type='html'>On the 28th of June, marked a new step in my life. I'm about to be a college student. Although it sounds very wonderful to most of the students as they think that college life is full of freedom, no more bound by discipline or scoldings by teachers, a college student need to be very self-disciplined in the sense of academic as well as their responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new college or also known to all JPA scholars as our Preparatory Centre before we fly to various destination to continue our studies is called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTEC (International Education Centre)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is one of a campus under the wing of UiTM. I would say that INTEC is a very condusive place for students to study there especially thier new &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 11million-worth library&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's get back to the first day I registered myself as a student in INTEC. All our activities on the first day were located in our hostel only which is Kolej Cendana in Seksyen 6, Shah Alam. There were a mixture of fear, worries and anxiety when I was in the Kolej waiting patiently for the registration to start and for my friends to arrive. As soon as the registration started, my friends and I went to the appropriate counter to register for our apartment unit, get the INTEC's T-shirt and many more. We get to choose our own roommates as long as all are from the same programme. I am in the A-Level Medicine (ALM) Programme. This year marks the 10th batch of ALM so we are all categorised under ALM10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, it's the official opening of the MMS (Minggu Mesra Siswa). We were all divided into groups during the 'group-binding' session. I was grouped under ALM16 and that's God's mighty power that bring me and others together and be friends for the rest of our life. Throughout the whole MMS, we played games, attended psychology talks and listened to speech by JPA officers as well as the director of INTEC. The Fa-C (facilitator) were very helpful and friendly in terms of clarifying our doubts and made us feel like at home. They were also very entertaining such as they thought of the funny 'tepukan senyum malu'. xD The most important was the Malam MMS. It can be assumed as the end of the MMS. There were sketches, dance and cheers by various programme and all of them really rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now studying in the class called 10M9. There are about 60 students that will be going to Manipal University studying in INTEC. My classmates could mix up well with everyone and it makes me easier to befriend with them. The lecturers are very friendly as well. The condusive study envionment, friendly lecturers and helpful classmates really boost my mood to study in INTEC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, Manipal Univeristy even came to give us a talk about our study route and some introduction to the university. From there only I knew that our first angkasawan, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is an alumni from Manipal University as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's nice to be in INTEC as I could learn to be independent and become more responsible and mature in my thinking as well as in whatever I do. I won't be updating this blog very often until my mid-sem break which is on the 22nd to 31st of Aug. See ya all then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: I miss Penang's food so much!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-4318312013157112318?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4318312013157112318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=4318312013157112318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4318312013157112318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4318312013157112318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-step-in-my-life.html' title='A new step in my life'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-2971854060386816161</id><published>2009-07-01T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:52:47.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Second Life help teach doctors to treat patients?</title><content type='html'>At Imperial College London (WALAO, my dream place to study medicine), medical students navigate a full-service hospital where they see patients, order X-rays, consult with colleagues and make diagnoses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Imperial College London, virtual game-based education could supplement face-to-face training.&lt;br /&gt;It's an interactive, hands-on learning experience -- and none of it is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These prospective doctors are treating virtual patients in Second Life, the Internet world where users interact through online alter egos called avatars. The third-year med students are taking part in a pilot program for game-based learning, which educators believe can be a stimulating change from lectures and textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The aim is to develop a more engaging learning environment, rather than just replicate what you have in real life," said Maria Toro-Troconis, a senior learning technologist at Imperial College London. "Game-based learning plays a very important role."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a real-life classroom, students sit at computers and enter a virtual Second Life hospital whose detailed grounds are designed to resemble Imperial College London. There's a 3D replica of the landmark Queen's Tower and signs pointing students toward the respiratory ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students pair up for the study, but they are allowed to collaborate only through their avatars. "Don't talk to each other in the physical world," Toro-Troconis told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the avatars enter the computer-generated hospital, they check in at a reception desk, put on an access badge, and then stop by professor Martyn Partridge's office to get their assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Partridge's online likeness bears an eerie resemblance to his real-life appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If students forget to wash their hands before visiting a patient, their investigation is halted.&lt;br /&gt;Then students enter a patient's room and their work begins. Because their assignment takes place in a respiratory ward, they can access recordings of real-life patients' breathing to help with their diagnoses. And if students decide that X-rays are needed, they can stroll down to the radiology department and order them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these steps are designed to reinforce lessons about responsibility and hospital protocol.&lt;br /&gt;"This sort of research is vital if we're going to make sure tomorrow's doctors are as well-trained as you and I want them to be," said Partridge, professor of respiratory &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Medicine"&gt;medicine&lt;/a&gt; at Imperial College London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created by Linden Lab in 2003, &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Second_Life"&gt;Second Life&lt;/a&gt; is a free, 3D virtual world where digital personas travel, work, play and socialize through chat rooms and other online gathering places.&lt;br /&gt;Millions of users enter Second Life daily to meet friends, play music and even buy and sell property, while many companies, universities and organizations have an online presence in Second Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical students at &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Imperial_College_London"&gt;Imperial College London&lt;/a&gt; began their Second Life training without knowing what to expect. Most of them had heard of Second Life, but none were current members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students unanimously agreed they preferred walking the wards of real hospitals and interacting with real patients. But the novelty of this new way of learning wasn't lost on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've had two years of just lectures and books," said third-year medical student Khayam Sheikh. "I think this is a nice way to break it up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a bit like playing a game and less like learning," agreed fellow student Jiexin Zheng.&lt;br /&gt;Such game-based education is not intended to replace traditional face-to-face training. In fact, it's not part of Imperial College London's official curriculum. But educators see the program -- which is available online 24 hours a day, seven days a week -- as a way of connecting to today's wired, computer-savvy students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'd like to say this makes learning fun and easy," says Jenny Higham, Imperial College London's head of undergraduate medicine, "[but] at the end of the day, there's still a basic requirement to learn the facts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toro-Troconis is looking into possible partnerships with other universities around the world. She envisions a day when nursing students from Australia use Second Life to collaborate with physical therapists from Japan and medical students from the U.S. -- all of them playing, and learning, together in a virtual environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to recognize our students come equipped with incredible computer skills," Higham said. "It's a new way of learning for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNN (1 July 2009)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-2971854060386816161?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2971854060386816161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=2971854060386816161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/2971854060386816161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/2971854060386816161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-second-life-help-teach-doctors-to.html' title='Can Second Life help teach doctors to treat patients?'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-1096439743145296665</id><published>2009-06-08T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:13:14.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malakoff Run 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SizvYDpYfkI/AAAAAAAAACA/gvB2nyYWhTg/s1600-h/DSC06325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344910054356713026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SizvYDpYfkI/AAAAAAAAACA/gvB2nyYWhTg/s320/DSC06325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Malakoff Run featured the 6km run. As usual, they only have 26km run in the previous years. Therefore, I grabbed the opportunity to take part in the run. Another reason I took part was that I might not be able to take part in these events when I'm in KL this end of June. xD Maybe I might but I think I will be too busy studying or else I would better stay in nearby area to avoid being lost. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the run was held in Youth Park and the run starts at 6.30a.m. sharp. I would prefer to start the run as early as this. This is because after I had finished my run, the time is still early (and I can go home and continue with my slumber). hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me about 40 minutes to finish the run. What was so amazing was that when I reached the finishing line, I saw a negro (most probably Kenyan) who took part in the 26km run reached the finishing line at the same time as me BUT the 26km runner start one hour earlier at 5.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6KM RUNNER ARRIVE AT THE SAME TIME WITH 26KM RUNNER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I gonna say, very tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-1096439743145296665?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1096439743145296665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=1096439743145296665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/1096439743145296665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/1096439743145296665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/06/malakoff-run-2009.html' title='Malakoff Run 2009'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SizvYDpYfkI/AAAAAAAAACA/gvB2nyYWhTg/s72-c/DSC06325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-4246886313304170833</id><published>2009-06-01T10:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:11:21.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queue or Not?</title><content type='html'>This post is not to offend those good citizens but I would especially like to 'offend' those irresponsible and third-world minded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31st of May 2009 marks the 35th year of diplomatic relation between Malaysia and China. In the year 1974, Tun Abdul Razak visited China and opened up a historic chapter in the Sino-Malaysian relationship. Hence, Pos Malaysia has come out with a first day cover to commerate this historic event. This limited edition first day cover is only available in 100,000 sets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342326031118402802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SiPBOG8ihPI/AAAAAAAAABg/M9_aWDNv-lE/s320/20090531CC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning, my father and I also went to the post office as all other philately 'fans' would go. I arrived at the main post office at about 8 o'clock and saw a few people already lined up in front of the post office (the post office had not open yet). My father saw my sister's violin teacher and they talked while I enjoyed the beautiful morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;As time goes by, more and more people came. The worst was that they did not even care about the queue we were already having and they simply stand in front of the door. Although someone had told them that they have to queue up but they simply 'teh gong' (ignore) and act like they had not heard any voice. How angry were the people who had already queued up for a long time since early in the morning and now the newcomers just simply come and wait to be the first customer so that they can get those limited first day cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Scold them? Don't want to make enemies. Nowadays, people are too fragile by scolding. One scolding will end up fighting or worse. &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;In the end, at 8.30am, the post office had opened. As soon as the glass door sway opened, people rushing in like mad including those 50 or 60++ years old uncle and aunty. It was so HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One more thing that makes people angry is those people who buy in bulk and sold them outside. We, most of the people just buy for souvenirs or as a collection. But if those people are the first customers, they would buy for example 500 sets. WHOA! you would say. And I heard that there were once a person buy 1000 sets. It is not fair to us who just buy one or two sets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;Okay now talk about my experience in Kedah. As in Kedah, Sunday is a working day. Hence, my father and I went to Kulim's post office to buy the first day cover in case we couldn't get it in Penang on the next day which is today. In Kulim, I queue as the second person but what amaze me was the post office there only have ONE folder and the person in front of me bought it. It doesn't make sense at all. How could a post office only sold ONE folder???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342324223962700322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SiO_k6xC2iI/AAAAAAAAABY/fVEMJ2Y2z3g/s320/20090531F.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The above picture is the folder where you can store your first day cover inside neatly. This fan-shape folder is the only design that has ever made. Usually the folder is just a rectangle like our files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, we just bought the first day cover without the folder and planned to buy it in Penang today. Luckily there were enough folder for us as I was the first customer. But I believe the folder had finished after i think not more than 15 customers. It's normal. Haiz...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After I have finished buying the first day cover and the folder, I met Aunty Ho who was lining up behind 10 or more customers. Eventually she did not manage to buy the folder. So, now you know how limited the folder is. Or should I say how SELFISH certain people are! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the queue:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342326686757139938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SiPB0RY_teI/AAAAAAAAABo/U6IGQaOij_0/s320/DSC06313.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342327753025883522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SiPCyVjRjYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AbDJ1_I2ohQ/s320/DSC06315.JPG" /&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/1909912588342409209-4246886313304170833?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4246886313304170833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=4246886313304170833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4246886313304170833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4246886313304170833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/06/queue-or-not.html' title='Queue or Not?'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SiPBOG8ihPI/AAAAAAAAABg/M9_aWDNv-lE/s72-c/20090531CC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-9036143284649814251</id><published>2009-05-31T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:03:06.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porsche at G Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UGFnzYxvHA/SiI-2G_2VfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/obUbMT0wVCM/s1600-h/image-upload-214-796135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UGFnzYxvHA/SiI-2G_2VfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/obUbMT0wVCM/s320/image-upload-214-796135.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Send via sony ericsson c905&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-9036143284649814251?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9036143284649814251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=9036143284649814251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/9036143284649814251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/9036143284649814251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/05/porsche-at-g-hotel.html' title='Porsche at G Hotel'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UGFnzYxvHA/SiI-2G_2VfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/obUbMT0wVCM/s72-c/image-upload-214-796135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-8270555344552082146</id><published>2009-05-25T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:29:10.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and boredom</title><content type='html'>I doubt my cooling system isn't working well these few days. Every day is damn hot and humid as if I'm in a furnace of flame. Can't take it anymore, I'm totally heat-intolerant! How I wish the temperature could just drop by a few Centigrade and let the cool breeze surround my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, if my air-conditioner is not on, I would say that my room will be the same as a vacuum vault - the tightness of the air, the heat that makes you unbreathable... argh! It's just beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I do for these few days? Well, first of all, I went to the movies with my friends to catch up all the latest movies. That would help me to kill off some time, perhaps. Otherwise, I would be reading up all my unread novels stacking in my cupboard. Sounds boring isn't it? No choice. How nice if you can give me some advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have something interesting to do these few weeks. I have just bought a new handphone. It should have been. But luckily I was not too rush in buying handphones as I nearly made a wrong choice. Initially, I was going to buy the Nokia 5800 Express Music. With it's cool touch screen, superb music quality and wide screen, I thought this is my phone gonna-be. However, after making some 'research effort', I decided to buy the Sony Ericsson C905 Cyber Shot as it is far better than the Nokia. (No offence) :P The C905 costs a little more but it's features are superb. The highlight would be it's 8.1 Megapixels Cyber Shot camera with Xenon Flash, not the ordinary LED flash like most camera phones. So, these few days I am busying exploring my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I have almost finish reading some of my unread novels. Still left a few hundred pages to page 786. Going to finish it asap. There's nothing I can do until I receive the JPA letter. Still patiently waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-8270555344552082146?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8270555344552082146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=8270555344552082146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/8270555344552082146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/8270555344552082146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-and-boredom.html' title='Hot and boredom'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-4792300323576133023</id><published>2009-04-04T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:09:31.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAH'/><title type='text'>Feeling</title><content type='html'>It's 3.15 in the morning and I still couldn't sleep. Am I still full as I just had 'roti telur' at 'nasi kandar' shop or is it my 'feeling' started again? I have no idea why I always think about life when I'm alone in the wee hours of the morning. Maybe that helps me to grow stronger. Who knows? Out of a sudden, I thought of my friends. All of us i.e. my friends and I have come a long way in our JPA application. The only thing now is to wait for the final result to be released on the 3rd week of May. Everything happened so fast and swiftly. I could just tell myself, let bygone be bygone. There is a slim chance of getting the scholarship, I would say. I wonder why Chung Ling only have 3 students who scored straight A1 while other schools (not to mention) have a whole bunch of them. Getting the scholarship or not is another issue. The most important issue is that I live happily and enjoy my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, going to overseas might seems to be a very good opportunity. However, will you be 100% satisfied with your life there? Try to think, where are we going to find 'nasi kandar' stalls everywhere in other countries? Will we be celebrating Chinese New Year abroad? Where can we find food stalls by the roadside? Where are we going to find a 'mamak' stall where we can sit down together and watch football match all the way through the night? How about the perception of the nationals of other countries on foreigners like us? But of course, there will be a lot of discoveries overseas that will be very enticing. But can we accept it? Are you ready for a Friday night parties with friends in a club? So, there's its pros and cons I would say. Sorry if it's sounds too pessimistic. haha. I'm just trying to be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so happy and satisfied before until I'm at PAH. Meet a lot of caring friends there. Thank you Amurdha, Freda, Rose Marie, Roslind, Christie, Juwel, Jernih, Bee Bee and Su Ming. All of them are so generous and welcoming. Last but not least, Ozawa Mikiyo from Tokyo. She has been living in Penang for more than 3 years and has now gone back to her home country. I'm still waiting for her reply. Although I have only met her for about one month, this friendship bond has been formed so rigidly. It's really enjoyable to have many friends no matter local or abroad that you could think of when you are lonely. It makes you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the song I'm listening to. It's 'How to Save a Life' by The Fray:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness,&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night,&lt;br /&gt;Had I known, how to save a life. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whenever you go, friends will still be friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-4792300323576133023?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4792300323576133023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=4792300323576133023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4792300323576133023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/4792300323576133023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling.html' title='Feeling'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-6520514702499187676</id><published>2009-02-18T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:34:48.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><title type='text'>PHT 4960 &amp; PFR 7122</title><content type='html'>Driving test. Typically, every ordinary man on the street will say it's very easy to pass. However, it all lies on your luck. So pray hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my test on the 17th of February, Tuesday. Early in the morning, I saw my aunt who took care of me while I was small. Her words (not to be revealed) gave me a surge of strength and courage to face this challenge. And my dad, he drove me to the test site at Permatang Damar Laut. At least I won't be feeling that nervous. The most important thing is, take God with me all the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take both tests, motorcycle (B2) and car (D). Since motor could be tested faster, I went to test motor first. The good news is those people who are taking both tests can have the priority to test motor first. I was the sixth person to be tested. All of us who were going to be tested have to sit at the front row. The schorching, morning sun really burns my skin away. haha. (I have really darkened since I started to learn motor.) However, I was happy that this will be my last time letting the sunlight dehydrate my skin. I was so scared, so scared I will fail and have to come back to that "hell" place again but with God's blessings, I managed to pass. Phew, it seems like I have overcome another challenge in my life already. And my motor's number plate is PHT 4960. I will always remember it for it had helped me to pass too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for my turn to take the driving test since 11am until 3.30pm. Doing nothing and having nothing to eat, I was like meditating among the crowd. My car was number 2 with the number plate PFR 7122. My friends said the car is quite good and the tester also let a lot of people pass. While I was driving, the tester kept asking me to be fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Laju lagi,"&lt;/span&gt; the tester said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Ogh,"&lt;/span&gt; I replied in a calm disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Ini panggil laju ke?"&lt;/span&gt; the tester told again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I step on the accelerate pedal and drive --- FAST. The tester finally shut his big mouth up. The tester initially told me to go on route A but before I drove out of the testing site, he changed his mind to route B. Luckily it was not route A or else it could be hard for me. Because I was the last person to be tested by that tester, he told me to drive fast and eventually passed me. (The tester even listening to the radio and that helps to calm me down too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be an official driver!!! Roady, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-6520514702499187676?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6520514702499187676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=6520514702499187676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6520514702499187676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6520514702499187676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2009/02/driving-test.html' title='PHT 4960 &amp; PFR 7122'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-6487108719788080741</id><published>2008-12-30T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:22:26.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second'/><title type='text'>Hold On One Second!</title><content type='html'>This is an information just to let everyone knows. My Physics teacher once told me before and I couldn't believe that it is going to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285432441673401506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SVmgzWJExKI/AAAAAAAAABE/U5dALKFNSnk/s320/613886A8E96CB5F3C5829EDC10C4B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager to see the back end of 2008? Be forewarned: the world's official timekeeper has decided to prolong the year -- by one full second, to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means a Champagne-soaked countdown to 2009 something like this: "...THREE, TWO, ONE-AND-A-HALF, ONE... Happy New Year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra second was mandated by the International Earth Rotation and Reference Systems Service (IERS) in Paris, and is not to be taken lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satellites that orbit at speeds calculated in kilometres (miles) per second, the Internet, global positioning systems -- all depend on knowing exactly what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IERS head Daniel Gambis announced the time-stretching measure in July in a letter addressed to "authorities responsible for the measurement and distribution of time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be the white-robed guardians of the 200-odd ultra-accurate atomic clocks scattered in national time temples around the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The last adjustment dates to 2005, and the next could happen in 2012 or 2013," Gambis told AFP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leap days occur once every four years because it takes 365 days plus six hours for our planet to complete an orbit around the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But leap seconds are added strictly on a case-by-case basis, depending on need. This year's will be the 24th bonus second since the practice was initiated in 1972.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleight-of-clock is necessary to reconcile two different time scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is established by the atomic time pieces, which are accurate to billionth of a second per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is based on Earth's imperfect rotation on its own axis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two get out of sync because the planet's spin is affected by a host of slightly fluctuating variables, including solar and lunar gravity, the movement of the tides, solar wind, space dust and magnetic storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even global warming has gotten into the act because melting ice caps have an impact too.&lt;br /&gt;And so, at exactly 23:59:59 Greenwich Mean Time (GMT) -- or Coordinated Universal Time (UTC), to the scientifically literate -- on December 31, the world's clocks will add a beat to their metronomic tick tick tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Resource from MSN News)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-6487108719788080741?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6487108719788080741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=6487108719788080741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6487108719788080741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6487108719788080741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/hold-on-one-second.html' title='Hold On One Second!'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SVmgzWJExKI/AAAAAAAAABE/U5dALKFNSnk/s72-c/613886A8E96CB5F3C5829EDC10C4B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-8800397312570157556</id><published>2008-12-18T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:29:38.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement In The City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is the launching day of the all new &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honda City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Before that, Thailand had already launched the model a few months earlier and I have seen it on the Internet. I can only use one word to describe the car - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car is absolutely stylish, posh and superb. I went to the Honda showroom in Penang and experienced the car myself. ONE thing I really like about the car is that it can play audio if I use the USB port to &lt;strong&gt;connect with my iPod&lt;/strong&gt;! Wow, only expensive cars could have that feature. That means I can play all my favourite songs while driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two models, the Grade S and Grade E. The price of Grade S is RM84K while Grade E at RM89K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, go to &lt;a href="http://www.honda.com.my/"&gt;http://www.honda.com.my/&lt;/a&gt; and explore yourself. Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281059263950609234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SUoXa5mP21I/AAAAAAAAAAs/3fPG3EoD2wI/s320/1ex_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281059527576979746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SUoXqPrrCSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Il3771boHPY/s320/6ex_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281059650427635906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SUoXxZVjSMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oG1-Q0PhvmU/s320/7ex_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1909912588342409209-8800397312570157556?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8800397312570157556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=8800397312570157556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/8800397312570157556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/8800397312570157556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/excitement-in-city.html' title='Excitement In The City'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SUoXa5mP21I/AAAAAAAAAAs/3fPG3EoD2wI/s72-c/1ex_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-7343368864695314600</id><published>2008-12-15T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:59:58.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky draw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starwalk 2008'/><title type='text'>Starwalk 2008 - 31st Edition</title><content type='html'>This is the 31st Starwalk that is held annually in Penang. For me, this is the second time I participate in this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the walk (not a race though), I had only slept for 3 or 4 hours with no training. I told myself that I will just walk as usual and enjoy by myself because most of my friends are not participating anymore. Hey guys, do you all need to be so realistic? (You know what I mean) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jia Jun and Li Yang that morning. Can I consider that I had not met Jing Xiang? Yi Jing said he was not going. Haiz, I remember Jia Jun, Yi Jing and me walked together last year. Now, no members left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the walk started, I walked alone. I kept walking and walking, never stop nor taking a rest. Everything was the same as last year's, the route, the scenery and the sky. The only thing that changed was that the number of people boosted to over 14,000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that I'm going to beat myself compared to last year and I did it. I completed the walk in 1 hour and 15 minutes. Last year I think I arrive after 1 hour and 30 something minutes. The people in-charge there told so softly that I can't figure out which position I was in. I only heard a '4' word. So, I think is either 34, 44 or 54. After a while, I saw Li Yang finished the walk and he also did not hear his position clearly but he heard a '2'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place around PISA was full of people. I managed to get some drinks and a copy of The Star newspaper. This year, I was too lazy to play the games at DiGi booth. There was a long queue there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lucky draw contest, Malaysia Airlines System (MAS) was 'boo'ed by the crowd as it sponsored a return flight ticket from Penang to KL while other no-frills airlines such as Firefly and Air Asia sponsored air tickets to Medan, Koh Samui (my dream destination), Guilin, Taipei and more. One mother and her daughter was so lucky that her mother won a 32" Panasonic Viera LCD TV while her daughter won a Suzuki Smash Revo motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was indeed a success as it had attracted more participants this year. I will definitely join next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Resources from The Star, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.thestar.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH YEAH! BUSH GOT SHOE-ED TODAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-7343368864695314600?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7343368864695314600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=7343368864695314600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/7343368864695314600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/7343368864695314600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/starwalk-2008-31st-edition.html' title='Starwalk 2008 - 31st Edition'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-2031385402712864547</id><published>2008-12-12T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:18:26.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thailand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hat Yai'/><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>Well, I have just enjoyed my holidays in Hat Yai, Thailand. Actually, I planned to blog my experience right after coming back from my trip but it seems that computer games attract my attention more than this "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;typing work&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fingers exercise&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get too excited, my dear readers. I'm not going to talk about my trip in this blog as I am not in the right "mood" for the moment. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thousands of apologise...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an informal "&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prelude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" of my Thai trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you may want to know why I am not writing about my holiday experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i too selfish to let people know about my trip? Or I don't want to share with all my readers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Excuses" are as below:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right after coming back from Thailand, the first think in my mind is my CATS! Before going on holiday, I have &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sent four of my cats to their "nursery".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Three of my cats have not been outdoor before so it's quite worry for me and my family to put them under the care of somebody else. So, we have always thought of our cats during the entire journey. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After taking my cats back to home, I can't help myself &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;playing with them EVERYDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Missed them so much. Max has become thinner. Oh, how hurt was my feeling. :P He must had suffered in the cage. (As I don't put my cats in cages) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Generals, War Craft Frozen Throne and The Sims 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wow, I missed my computer games damn much. Anyway, SPM just over, enjoy as much as I can! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPod-ing. Downloads tonnes of songs to &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;synchronize with my iPod.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I must have been far far far behind the trend. So many new songs I have not heard before owing to SPM - again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping malls. I have not visited these "heaven" due to SPM - and again. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gurney Plaza's new wing and Queensbay Mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- my fav.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends. Haven't hang out with my buddies for three-weeks long. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cousins and relatives. Meet my cousin from UK and relatives from KL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, I guess these reasons are enough before my dear readers fall asleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Hat Yai Trip (with photos) will be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coming soon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Watch Out for it!&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/1909912588342409209-2031385402712864547?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2031385402712864547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=2031385402712864547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/2031385402712864547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/2031385402712864547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-7610324221376978542</id><published>2008-11-30T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:47:56.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariah Carey'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye</title><content type='html'>I found this lyrics so wonderful and meaningful. Its a song by Mariah Carey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is for my people who just lost somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is for my people who lost their grandmothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lift your head to the sky ‘cause we will never say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I didn’t get it but you kept me in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I didn’t know why you didn’t show up sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On sunday mornings and I missed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But when we talked too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All them grown full things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Separation brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You never let me know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You never let it show because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You loved me and obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;There’s so much more left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you were with me today face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I wish I could talk to you for awhile”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I wish I could find a way try not to cry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still I’ll give the whole world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I’m bragging right next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye By-bye By-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye By-bye By-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye By-bye By-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I’ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I thought you were so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That you can make it through whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It’s so hard to accept the fact you’re gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I wish I could talk to you for awhile”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I wish I could find a way try not to cry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still I’ll give the world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I’m bragging right next to you where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye By-bye By-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye By-bye By-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye By-bye By-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By-Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is for my people who lost their grandfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lift your head to the sky ‘cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I wish I could talk to you for awhile”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I wish I could find a way try not to cry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still I’ll give the world to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I’m bragging right next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-7610324221376978542?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7610324221376978542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=7610324221376978542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/7610324221376978542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/7610324221376978542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-8692543335999764205</id><published>2008-09-19T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:18:46.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"She" Had Died</title><content type='html'>To all of us, tonight (19/9) might be an ordinary night. Some of us go to tuition classes as usual, some are having dinner at home with family members while some might relaxing themselves for a short time after the hectic exams. BUT, I was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to tuition class as usual too. It was the same Friday night as usual. At 8.45pm after arriving home from tuition class, I heard an uncle told my parents that my cat had died. It was been bitten by a group of bitchy, inhumane, dirty, bastard, hopeless wild dogs. Not just one but a gang!!! My cat was just 5 MONTHS OLD and she had been bullied by those old and still-not-yet die dogs. Immediately, we sprinted to find our cat everywhere at my neighbourhood. I did not search for her. I was at home, taking care of her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door bell rang, bad news came. Our cat really died. I can feel it from the expressions of my mom and sis. I quickly bring her mother to downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I cried instantly when I saw her face covered with blood and her stomach that has been punctured, with intestines coming out. Her eyes wide opened. For God's sake, I did not dare to see anymore. Her legs were bitten too. According to my parents, a dog chased her downstairs. Unfortunately, she ran to the alley at the back of my apartment instead of running towards home. At the alley, more dogs were there. So, the bloody, bird brain dogs chased after her and bite her. They even flung her and tossed her. I really want to kill all the dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the cat were you, what will you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Being so hopeless and helpless, your mother can't help you too. The dogs were too ferocious. Just imagine that you are just 8 or 9 years old and a group of cold-blooded people smacked you, bit you and finally KILLED you!&lt;br /&gt;I can feel that time, she is really helpless, no way to run, no way to fight, no way to defend, the chance is so thin. Just wait to DIE!&lt;br /&gt;But why miracle did not happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother is a wild cat too. On January, she came to our apartment. At first, we provide her food. But, she gave birth to a litter of cats during the Chinese New Year. So, we provide her with shelter that is at outside of our house. The cats all were given away to relatives so that they have better chance of surviving. Of course, we gave them about one month's time to let them become more healthy and independent before giving out them to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats breed really fast. On April, she gave birth to 6 kittens. One of them is "her". She had the longest tail among her siblings. She was the eldest among her siblings. But, she was the weakest.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes could not open. She always "miao" her mother. She is considered as the most dependent cat. She really needs her mother. That is why we did not give her to other people.&lt;br /&gt;We simply call her "Girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a strong bond with her mother. They sleep together in a small basket. During rainy days, her mother let her sleep on the cosy basket while her mother sleeps on the cold floor. She always play with her mother and her mother will sometimes bite her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day, her mother bite her until her neck was swollen. We took her to the veterinary clinic to had an operation. "This cat is very tahan mati" said the doctor. Even anasthetics given by doctor was not effective on her. She kept struggling and wanted to escape. At last, the operation was successful and she came back to her mother's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, we kept an eye on her. She grew healthily and was not as weak as it was when she was small. She was a very playful cat. She catched cockroaches and lizards. She was also very obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing about her is she had a BLUE EYES and WHITE FUR with LONG TAIL. I considered it as a very elegant cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always cook fishes for them, daily. Happy days went by for 5 months for this cat without any threat or danger. But not until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we noticed that she had started to run down from our home. Last or two weeks before, she encountered with a dog downstair. Luckily my father saw her and quickly saved her from danger. But why good things doesn't knock twice but bad things did? So about one and a half hour ago, she had just left us behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We buried her at the soil downstair. Just beside another grave of cat that was died last year. That was the first cat my family had. In other words, we have lost TWO cats in one year plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that she did go up there, heaven. If she reincarnates, I hope that she will lead a more happier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had suffered enough... enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-8692543335999764205?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8692543335999764205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=8692543335999764205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/8692543335999764205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/8692543335999764205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/she-had-died.html' title='&quot;She&quot; Had Died'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-5064644224437933823</id><published>2008-09-16T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:33:06.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid Autumn'/><title type='text'>Where's the "child's play"?</title><content type='html'>The Mid Autumn Festival had just over. The Mid Autumn this year was so different when compared to last time. Maybe it’s due to exam period. I don’t even have the chance to celebrate it. Quite sad actually… Seeing most of the “lucky” children coming to relatives houses nearby my house, I can’t help it but just have the reminiscence of how I was like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Where had all those happy moments gone to?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, are they been destroyed by our age? Does it mean that as we grow older, we can’t have the chance to enjoy those happy times anymore? Maybe we have something more exciting to explore ahead. But for the moment, I haven’t seen mine. Sad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon on that night was shining for about one hour only. Luckily I managed to take a breathtaking view of the moon as I was so tired of studying at that time. As I flung open my window, WOW. Its brightness was extraordinary. Of course, I did take some photographs. As time went by, the moon was not seen anymore. Clouds have obstructed its glow. It last for the whole night. Some of my friends did not even see the moon on that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Why is it so unusual this year?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the “missing” moon, it can’t stop the children from having a wonderful moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ah! How wonderful childhood was!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P/s: Good Luck to Belinda. May God shine your path to glorious success!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-5064644224437933823?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5064644224437933823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=5064644224437933823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/5064644224437933823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/5064644224437933823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/wheres-childs-play.html' title='Where&apos;s the &quot;child&apos;s play&quot;?'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-810941739322280550</id><published>2008-09-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:46:59.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Long Long Ago</title><content type='html'>It's been a long long time since I update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain today is neither torrential nor drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so moody in this condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to make my revision in the 11th hour again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it still considered early compared to previous exams where I only study the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I am a bit worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry when will the rain stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry of my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry of the unexpected things it may come in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry for a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, A LONG WAY......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long long way.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-810941739322280550?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/810941739322280550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=810941739322280550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/810941739322280550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/810941739322280550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-long-ago.html' title='Long Long Ago'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-6749189870949922829</id><published>2008-08-04T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:57:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger</title><content type='html'>Shall Thy be disappointed&lt;br /&gt;Shall Thou be happy&lt;br /&gt;Shall Thy be melancholic&lt;br /&gt;Shall Thou be proud&lt;br /&gt;Shall Thy be walking alone&lt;br /&gt;Shall Thou struts like a peacock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;Just be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou has been thy friend no more&lt;br /&gt;As the cause is from thou yourself&lt;br /&gt;With unbearable personality of a loser&lt;br /&gt;That causes hatred of the world&lt;br /&gt;But still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;Just be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou does not try to appreciate friendship&lt;br /&gt;Thy and all people are the one who change&lt;br /&gt;Just because of a loser like thou&lt;br /&gt;And thou does not notice&lt;br /&gt;But still behaving with the loser's attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;Just be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although thy does not as lucky as thou&lt;br /&gt;Thou is not as good as thy&lt;br /&gt;But still thou get what thy doesn't&lt;br /&gt;Is that call fair and square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;Just be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thy sure that one day&lt;br /&gt;Thou will not always get what thou wants&lt;br /&gt;Thy will get back what belongs to thy&lt;br /&gt;For thou to feel as from what others feel&lt;br /&gt;For justice&lt;br /&gt;For lesson&lt;br /&gt;For friends&lt;br /&gt;Loser shall not be standing on this earth&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall be taking what he doesn't deserves to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;Just be stronger...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-6749189870949922829?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6749189870949922829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=6749189870949922829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6749189870949922829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/6749189870949922829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/stronger.html' title='Stronger'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1909912588342409209.post-5386559929111023580</id><published>2008-07-27T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:21:34.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New 7 Wonders of Nature in Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SIwFQz6ezwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TZl4DAqhT_g/s1600-h/Thumb290x218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227559053841846018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SIwFQz6ezwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TZl4DAqhT_g/s320/Thumb290x218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new seven wonders had just been chosen on the 7th of July last year in Lisbon, Portugal. Last year, I did vote for the new 7 wonders and was very happy that at least a mere person like me can contribute a two cents' worth vote for the world. However, the Petronas Twin Towers was initially listed in the nomination list but after that, they eliminate it without any reason.&lt;br /&gt;This year, the whole world will once vote for the new seven wonders of NATURE. Malaysia has two spots been nominated. One in Sarawak that is the Mulu Caves while the other one is the Sipadan Island in Sabah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news is, currently, these two places are not in the Top Seven. In other words, they would not be chosen to be the seven wonders if the results were being announce shortly.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I hope that everyone can help these two magnificient places in Malaysia to at least have a place in the Top Seven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you might think that what is so great about these two places??? Perhaps you might thought that there are still many natures in the world that deserve to be the seven wonders of nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Mulu Caves is the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;largest cave passage in the WOLRD!&lt;/span&gt; While the Sipadan Island is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the most breath-taking spot for beach lovers.&lt;/span&gt; In fact, Indonesia had once tried to claim that Sipadan was belong to the Republic of Indonesia. The case was brought up to the International Court of Justice in The Hague, the Netherlands and Malaysia won the case. So, we have tried so hard to get that "Paradise" and now we must also get a "Title" for it. Don't you think so? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So VOTE NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new7wonders.com/nature/en/index/"&gt;http://www.new7wonders.com/nature/en/index/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1909912588342409209-5386559929111023580?l=scribblealltheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5386559929111023580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1909912588342409209&amp;postID=5386559929111023580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/5386559929111023580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1909912588342409209/posts/default/5386559929111023580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribblealltheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-7-wonders-of-nature-in-process.html' title='New 7 Wonders of Nature in Process'/><author><name>Bernard Poh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12465887931505191372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Amo1pwGRuII/SIwFQz6ezwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TZl4DAqhT_g/s72-c/Thumb290x218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
