<?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-3436233067956571025</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:25:51.018+08:00</updated><category term='China trip-- Shanghai'/><category term='adelaide'/><category term='jamie and lai'/><category term='new start'/><category term='Welcome'/><title type='text'>Rahman Republic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3324783192537283080</id><published>2011-01-07T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:19:29.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth is a permanent state of mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'Nimbus Sans L', sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="groups" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 16px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Subject: Senior moment - A 98 year old woman in the UK wrote this to her bank.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="summary" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the Times.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing to thank you for bouncing my cheque with which I endeavoured to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the cheque and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honour it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my Pension, an arrangement, which, I admit, has been in place for only thirty eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account £30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways. I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, but when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become. From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage and loan payments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank by cheque, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate. Be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to complete. I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Solicitor, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof. In due course, I will issue your employee with PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modelled it on the number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Let me level the playing field even further. When you call me, press buttons as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To make an appointment to see me.&lt;br /&gt;2. To query a missing payment.&lt;br /&gt;3. To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.&lt;br /&gt;4. To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;5. To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.&lt;br /&gt;6. To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home.&lt;br /&gt;7. To leave a message on my computer (a password to access my computer is required.&lt;br /&gt;A password will be communicated to you at a later date to the Authorized Contact.)&lt;br /&gt;8. To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through to 8.&lt;br /&gt;9. To make a general complaint or inquiry, the contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service. While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration of the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous, New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Humble Client&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3324783192537283080?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3324783192537283080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3324783192537283080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3324783192537283080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3324783192537283080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2011/01/youth-is-permanent-state-of-mind.html' title='Youth is a permanent state of mind.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6062105427879766724</id><published>2010-10-19T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T05:50:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue is the color</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You might think that I'm a Chelsea fan after they became rich but I'm not. I am lucky to be able to watch this man, possibly the best player in Chelsea's history to play his final match in blue. Hail the king of Stamford Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/ v/QjA5faZF1A8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG4ATQHt708&amp;amp;feature=related" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s What if I marry a united fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Double winning Season&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Han&lt;/span&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/3436233067956571025-6062105427879766724?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6062105427879766724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6062105427879766724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6062105427879766724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6062105427879766724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-might-think-that-im-chelsea-fan.html' title='Blue is the color'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4118871002704626158</id><published>2010-09-13T06:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:42:45.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's funny about Salisbury.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I live in Mawson Lakes, Salisbury. Every now and then, I encounter things that I find amusing. I'm pretty sure I can hear the music "Wonderful world" playing at the back of my head. It's moments like when the Italian man starts speaking nothing but Italian to me on the street. Come on, I don't even look a bit like an Italian. Maybe it's all Marco Polo and the 13th century all over again. Besides that, I think it was almost a year ago, I was at Parafield Plaza when this chinese dude just said, "ni hao" to me, which surprised as how the hell he knew I understand mandarin. What's weirder was a caucasian eventually said that to me as I walked out of that plaza. Impressive, isn't it?  Once I was in Elizabeth and I saw a man yelling at his wife. Cursing her out loud as she ran out from Macca's with burgers in her hands. They missed the train and the baby is crying. As I turn my head around, I saw a barely 14 year old girl smoking. Every now and then, along salisbury highway, some crazy dude will be screaming at you but the walk to the Vietnamese store always makes it worth while. As you live Elizabeth and go up the hills, you will see beautiful sceneries and I guess it makes living in Salisbury not that bad after all. Up north, that's what people say about this place. Even other Australians despises these bogans. It is one of the most dangerous suburbs to live in. People normally don't walk out at night, they don't even shower for that matter. Well, this is Salisbury for you, mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs271.snc4/39880_433410503040_500663040_4964937_61070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs271.snc4/39880_433410503040_500663040_4964937_61070_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Malaysian night. Do I still look the same since 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px STHeiti Light"&gt;红毛仔&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px STHeiti Light"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px STHeiti Light"&gt;~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Meaghan Smith&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Here comes your man&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4118871002704626158?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4118871002704626158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4118871002704626158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4118871002704626158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4118871002704626158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-funny-about-salisbury.html' title='What&apos;s funny about Salisbury.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5057974920070099007</id><published>2010-07-13T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:41:08.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ultimate girl next door.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://akamai-static.nuts.co.uk/images/gallery/Larissa_Riquelme_soccer_03_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 244px;" src="http://akamai-static.nuts.co.uk/images/gallery/Larissa_Riquelme_soccer_03_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://coedmagazine.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/larissa-riquelme-25.jpg?w=595"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 222px;" src="http://coedmagazine.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/larissa-riquelme-25.jpg?w=595" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;omeone almost perfect that you cannot believe. Reasonably pretty, sexy and very intelligent. Maybe a bit too complicated and complex but you're the best I've seen, but, then again, way out of my league every since she hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;post-script: She's no Larrisa Riquelme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px STHeiti Light"&gt;红毛仔&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5057974920070099007?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5057974920070099007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5057974920070099007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5057974920070099007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5057974920070099007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/07/ultimate-girl-next-door.html' title='The ultimate girl next door.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2352595228750684212</id><published>2010-06-22T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:22:28.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, the UTAR FES Election...</title><content type='html'>swt case keep coming... its here again. UTAR FES election. Remember last time I wrote an entry Election is jus a game? Yeap thats right, i will nvr change my view. Now, there's a team called A-Team and one new time. A-Team is formed mostly from the old members lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new team one is interesting lo... got few lenglui lo... hmmm... and i have done some survey. I asked my frens around wat do they know about SRC. Hmm, the answer is "dono"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, yes i agree with them, even for me i oso dono them much. And the hillarious thing my frens said (current src) "got position no action"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolx... cant blame the students oso.. if src had done something, they din tell the world oso... then src oso shudnt say " wat u din see doesnt mean tat we din do "... this is quite an irresponsible saying leh... src din approach to students and explain wat they had done throughtout the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im stuck somewhere in the middle... wat shud i do? but, hmm... maybe i will vote new team, cz maybe "time to change"? now the current status is like A- Team = BN, New team = DAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, can see fight? dono yet... but the new team really bring Play station to attract ppl man, as promised lol.... convincing? maybe gua... and lastly, don blame ur FRENS for not helping u, blame URSELF for not helping them at first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2352595228750684212?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2352595228750684212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2352595228750684212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2352595228750684212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2352595228750684212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/06/again-utar-fes-election.html' title='Again, the UTAR FES Election...'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8531200209311599194</id><published>2010-06-14T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:11:33.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To save a penalty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today morning's match between england and usa tells a tale of how a failed tactical strategy can have an effect on the entire game. England just can't seem to be able to put the ball to any of their forward in the box. They lack finishing. I mean, England has few of the best players in the world but they just couldn't find the killer instinct. That being said, I realised most teams in the world cup did exceptionally during their first games. It's a tough tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tactical strategy is very important in any type of games. I remember how Hugo taught us about his way of controlling the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think teams like Spain, Italy, Germany, Argentina are more fun to watch. There's just something about them. I highly doubt England can go really far, albeit the quality of the individual players. Some of course. Most of their players are not really that good. In general, tactically, England still has a long way to go. I personally feel Germany is going to go a long way and I wish them luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to some local news, people that know me well enough knows how much I love my country. I would love to see them qualify for the 2015 Asia Cup. If everything does go according to plan, it will be held in Australia, so it would be great that I can watch and support them right here. But, honestly, do any of us see our national team winning the qualifiers? The tigers need more than just supports from the Malaysian public. They need the discipline and mentality to step into the pitch. Did you guys know that some of the Malaysian players back in the 50's did make it to Europe? And here, we wonder, what happened to those glorious days when we used to beat the likes of Japan and Korea? It seemed so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all theses nonsense from me but I do have a passion. Frankly, football has been more than a game for me. It's more than just 22 people running around a field chasing a ball. It's more than just what Roy Keane describe as Bentleys, Blonde and Big contract. It's more than just trophies and medals. It's something like seeing 10 big-specky nerds posing for that very picture that stood right there. It could well be something like the mamak food they have after games. It's about me and them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Football's bitch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;红毛&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;仔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;listening to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zooey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Deschanel&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sugar Town&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is companion piece to another post I had &lt;a href="http://tanhanjun.wordpress.com/2010/06/12/the-losing-eleven/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8531200209311599194?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8531200209311599194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8531200209311599194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8531200209311599194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8531200209311599194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-save-penalty.html' title='To save a penalty'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6956136779716446926</id><published>2010-04-17T09:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:23:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The life and times of the flying trunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030779.jpg?t=1271468530"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 270px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030779.jpg?t=1271468530" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I tend to get messages from my mates back in Malaysia, telling me to stay back in Australia. Thinking it will be the freedom they're looking for. The truth is, no matter how beautiful, how great life can be, or how many strip clubs you can be enjoying, it's never the same. That's why I never can understand how some parents forcefully want their children to start a living in a new country, not knowing how different life can be over the other side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I've been living in Australia for a year or so and I can feel the difference. Yes, Australia might provide the comfortable life we all seek. In a way, Australia provide the social security that Malaysians yearn to have. You might have a higher income(somehow in a way, I don't get why Malaysians love to convert the money they earn into M'sian ringgit, considering that, in Oz, you earn Oz$, you spend Oz$), you might provide a better lifestyle for your future family, you might have a peace of mind when you retire and you might be able to live and learn a new culture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Before I came to Australia, I always thought, Australia is a very multicultural country and there is no way I would lose my Malaysian-Chinese-ness. Sorry for tagging myself in a particular race though I have to admit I am more Malaysian than a Chinese and I am very proud of it. During the summer of 2010, I spent 2 months alone in Adelaide, working with a bunch of factory workers, which include 3 Australians, an Indian and loads of Filipinos. Don't get me wrong, the working experience was really great. Understandably, I hang out with a lot of non-Malaysians at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So, it was like 7am to 3pm and then, back home. Tea break, jogging and dinner, finally, to bed. I didn't really had a lifestyle during that 2 months. The same routine everyday. During that period, sadly, I never ever thought of my beloved Malaysia. The fact is, nothing in Australia really reminds me of the place I was born and bred. It's sad but it's true. For the first time ever, I never felt a single emotion for not celebrating the lunar new year with my family. I just stayed at home and surf the internet. During that period, I didn't speak much of my so called Malaysian accent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Of course, I met a bunch of new friends and boy did my Malaysian accent came into action. I guess my point is, living and working in Australia might be interesting to people from the outside. Everyday when you flip open the newspaper, you do see pictures of the "boat-people", asylum seekers and refugees waiting for an answer to their prayers. One of the seekers even claim that he rather die in the boat to Australia than to go back to Sri Lanka. Imagine that and you'll realised how insignificant our complaints and whining back home. Like the saying goes, the grass is always greener at the other side. I guess being a offspring of an immigrant, like a lot of Malaysians are, we tend to think life overseas is somewhat better. In some sense, yes, it's statistically true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;To make things easier, think about this. One of my mates, Don, like me, he's of Chinese descent and he's born a Singaporean. He followed his father to Australia when he was two and has been living here ever since. Of course, he speaks with an Aussie accent but think about it, he lost the opportunity to learn to speak mandarin. I believe he would live here for the rest of his life and have children too. One day, his descendants will not have any idea that their forefather is actually a singaporean, rather than a Chinese. If I would to live here, my kids will be Australians, speaking with an Aussie accent. Living an Australian lifestyle and not having the opportunity to live the life I had. It would be such a pity to not able to see what I've seen in Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It's true when people say Malaysia is not the same. In fact, you can travel the world and not find a country similar to my beloved homecountry. I stopped saying that I don't want to return to Malaysia. Why wouldn't I want to return to Malaysia? It's a beautiful place and everyone I know is there. I always believe my career will bring me to places I never thought I would end up in. Think about the path I took and I realised, God, I've been to places I myself find weird and unusual. For now, I think it's best for all of us to just concentrating in studying for the next few years. Until then, life can always be unpredictable. Isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;post-script: we're malaysians, not chinese. Cina balik china, I malaysian, so I can stay lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Still very much a Malaysian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px STHeiti Light"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;红毛仔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;~listening to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; We the king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;'s she takes me high~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6956136779716446926?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6956136779716446926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6956136779716446926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6956136779716446926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6956136779716446926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-and-times-of-flying-trunk.html' title='The life and times of the flying trunk'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7012968374472507154</id><published>2010-04-01T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:58:05.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;HELL? WTF IS HELL? I'll tell you what's hell.  That's where I was just now. A F***ing hot girl just sat beside me,  a seat away. in a translucent(see thru everything &amp;amp; anything  you want) dress. AND. I CAN'T FREAKING TURN MY HEAD TO LOOK. coz it'd be  too obvious that I was turning my head 90 degrees!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that Mr. hanjun is here so that he can be my wingman and assist me on macking her up ^.^&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Captain Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7012968374472507154?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7012968374472507154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7012968374472507154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7012968374472507154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7012968374472507154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/04/hell-wtf-is-hell-ill-tell-you-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5218961502056405217</id><published>2010-03-18T15:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:03:03.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ my berry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm guessing having conflicted thoughts are killing me one way or the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm the one who bled when I was 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm looking for love, not for me, for everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm a fool, I'm blind and I'm still walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm waiting for the musical backdrop they've been talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm heading to Sydney, looking for my soulmate, him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 435px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/IMG00036-20100318-1141.jpg?t=1268914164" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm stuck in Transportation Engineering tutorials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm already thinking about winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm Peter Pan, growing up is overrated for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm still a boy, your childish little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px STHeiti Light"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;红毛仔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'STHeiti Light'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;~listening to Plain White Ts's 1234~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5218961502056405217?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5218961502056405217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5218961502056405217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5218961502056405217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5218961502056405217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-my-berry.html' title='I ♥ my berry.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-9204953073351256913</id><published>2010-03-17T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:29:37.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Dear Mum, this lesbian prison I'm in is ok. Lady Gaga turned up  yesterday-and she brought fags, well she was wearing them. Send  condoms.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST quote of the year!!!! hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-9204953073351256913?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/9204953073351256913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=9204953073351256913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/9204953073351256913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/9204953073351256913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-mum-this-lesbian-prison-im-in-is.html' title=''/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7820094678869833378</id><published>2010-03-14T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:17:19.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we came from.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/IMG00030-20100307-1505.jpg?t=1268564128"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/IMG00030-20100307-1505.jpg?t=1268564128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life is liberating when we can all walk alone sometimes. Those around you are just the spice we need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. Kenny, Ihsan, Shiv, Aaron and the other lost boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanking you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ang mo kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;li&lt;strong&gt;ste&lt;/strong&gt;ni&lt;strong&gt;ng&lt;/strong&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Swi&lt;strong&gt;tchf&lt;/strong&gt;oot's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh! G&lt;strong&gt;rav&lt;/strong&gt;ity&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7820094678869833378?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7820094678869833378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7820094678869833378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7820094678869833378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7820094678869833378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-we-came-from.html' title='Where we came from.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-9162389872392442544</id><published>2010-03-12T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:21:25.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a word to pringles. hoho</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dear Pringles, Now that i am no longer a child, I can no longer fit my hand inside your tube of deliciousness. Work on that although many of the guys cant wait to fit their hands inside the tube of deliciousness especially lai and yigang. Just couldnt understand why they are so desperate to fit their hands into the tube of deliciousness and get a piece of IT! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-9162389872392442544?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/9162389872392442544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=9162389872392442544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/9162389872392442544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/9162389872392442544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/03/word-to-pringles-hoho.html' title='a word to pringles. hoho'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2449885314278531341</id><published>2010-03-01T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:35:05.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a story about ancient greek GODS.. what a shame.. hoho</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt; zeus, poseidon and hades are brothers. percy is poseidon's son. athena is zeus's daughter. annabeth is athena's daughter. so, percy is a cousin to athena and an uncle to annabeth. but annabeth and percy is going to be together in the end, uncle and niece together? nvm, hera was zeus's sister too when she married zeus...&lt;/h3&gt;THIS Message is specially for LAI the Desperate : Lai, as long as she is a woman, u can be together with her ^^ haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2449885314278531341?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2449885314278531341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2449885314278531341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2449885314278531341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2449885314278531341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/03/story-about-ancient-greek-gods-what.html' title='a story about ancient greek GODS.. what a shame.. hoho'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4089509144448736923</id><published>2010-01-02T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:59:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepuluh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pelik juga saya dapat balik ke tanah air saya untuk 10 hari sempena sambutan Hari Natal di negara Australia. 10 hari memang tak cukup, tetapi saya rasa saya sudah mencapai tahap dalam hidup saya untuk tidak merindui orang kesayangan dan hidup keseorangan di negara asing terutamanya musim sejuk yang kadang kala menyeksakan.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;This proves how my written Bahasa Melayu has suck along the way. Don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;'t even mention my mandarin, it's embarrassing enough to be mocked by for not being able to speak my mother tongue well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I've been back home for the past 10 days. To be honest, didn't really live up to my expectation. I didn't really met up with those that mattered which still bumps me a little bit. There are a few that I didn't manage to meet up. Moving on means having to let go some parts from the past. It is obvious which stuff I know I should let go. I know. It's just that I find it so difficult to let go of those I thought mattered. I guess I'm learning to accept the fact that people just don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Penang%20Christmas%2009/DSCF6318.jpg?t=1262436912" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Malaysia is so damn hot. Really hot. If YiGang is reading this, my stuff for you plus the things for Lai and Kenyang is with my mum. She'll deliver it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;post script: sorry I didn't meet up with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Life's liberating when you enjoy being alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;五月天's 恒星的恒心&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4089509144448736923?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4089509144448736923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4089509144448736923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4089509144448736923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4089509144448736923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2010/01/sepuluh.html' title='Sepuluh.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-288523540099996044</id><published>2009-12-20T18:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:14:54.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>คุณ.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's always you all this while. Savannah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Funny how things changed from 2 years ago. 2007 seemed so long ago. I actually looked back at my thoughts and how my life was 2 years ago. Reading back those ups and downs in life. My blogs, pictures and notes taken over the years. I did have a good life, too bad, I wasn't bright to realise that then. Sometimes things just flow past you as you watch life runs through. Hey, just a random thought. According to Tom Hanson from (500) days of summer, he thinks he can only find true happiness when he's in love. So, it makes me wonder too. I'm not desperate. It's just that I'm looking for happiness. Maybe it's love, maybe it's not. I really don't know. I guess only by living life, we can only find out what's going to happen next. I just want to see where life is bringing me next. Maybe a home coming trip can let me find happiness again. I'll see you pretty soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Missed up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Relient K&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Savannah&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Henri_Poincar%C3%A9" title="Henri Poincaré" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Henri_Poincar%C3%A9" title="Henri Poincaré" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henri Poincaré&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, "If God speaks to man, he undoubtedly uses the language of mathematics."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-288523540099996044?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/288523540099996044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=288523540099996044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/288523540099996044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/288523540099996044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='คุณ.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7913366233986210433</id><published>2009-12-15T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:20:31.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, its quite some time since i haven't blog. So than i will share my experience i did the whole month in December. So now i had finished my studies, treakathon race( got the 4th placing) and now the only thing left is working in KFc genting Klang. hahaha. Anyway the work is boring and routine as they all want to cut the operation cost and optimizes the manpower. Thus they changed my department very often, from costumer services to cook and now back-up. Quite boring Work as i think its solely based on energy usage with ought knowledge applied. Thus i planed to quite this job by the end of this month or maybe by the end of next month.BTW congrats to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hanjun &lt;/span&gt;as he got a job, i hope the job will give you more experience and let you learn something. And know what? I care for you man!!! If you come home, lets meet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my physics lab4 long time ago and i guess i only learn maybe 60% of it??? as i realize that i can't really juggle between work and studies togather. hehe. recently i had met with this girl name Qian which i know during my work last year and guest wat, she had a bf ady, and she admitted to me. So then i din't went out with her as i dont think its appropriate to be so close with someone who is not available. Rite? it may promote misundestanding, hahah. then she asked me weather am I interested in her sister who is about 2 years elder then me. And i said yes withought much thinking as i ment yes as a friend because i don't really know her yet. Anyway, i dont think its possible as then she is less educated and not that suitable in many terms such as lifestyle and other. hehe so i guess i will ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted some pictures of me winning the UTAR treakathon ady. So you all could check it out at my profile =) and also i had a hair cut by my mother as its cost Rm 10 to cut out there. So advance new year wish friends!!! hope you all have a good year ahead. Going work tomorrow =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr chang,&lt;br /&gt;When you appreciate life, its gets more meaningful =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7913366233986210433?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7913366233986210433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7913366233986210433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7913366233986210433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7913366233986210433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/12/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7289818342688798075</id><published>2009-12-03T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:10:30.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home coming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ave been working lately. Quite busy in the morning, considering having to wake up like 4 or 5 am to get to work. Sometimes it is really tiring. Had a trip down to Noarlunga, which is like an hour drive away. I woke up at half past 5 for that. Thank God for the day off today and tomorrow. Factory work on the monday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After Christmas, I might be sent to Broken Hill to work up in the mines. Before that, I might be going home. Yeah, that's it. I'm going home. After a long 8 months here, I'm going home. I'm now just waiting for the tickets. It would just for a while, so I might only be visiting those who still even bother to meet me. I would love to see all my mates but I just got a feeling, some of them don't even care about me anymore. So, why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;should I waste my time? I might meet up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Eujin, Lawrence, Yihao, Kathir, G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(So sorry that your girl was sick and couldn't say good bye to you while I was in Melbourne), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Akil, Nadrah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(if she wants to go out with me), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Geetha, Aaron, Laila and some of those MRSM dickheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.Who, who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;By the way, don't ever let me hear you say that Indians, Malays or any Indigenous race being a cheap race. Trust me, I'll punch you. Little do you know, my maternal grandfather's family are native Siamese. Are you trying to say that I'm a descendent of a cheap race? I'm so surprised how your close mind shaped the way you see the world. I have a zero tolerance policy for racism and any type of prejudice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Recently, I was really screwed up by some of the people I know. It kinda serve as a wake up call for me when I try to keep friends as much as I can. Maybe it's the guy from the top, letting me know that some people are just not worth it and it's time to move on. But, as usual, there are those who are always in my mind. Friends are hard to keep, let alone female friends. Or some of you might call girl friends, read the fine prints, not girlfriends. After making Geetha a bit happy for her b'day and took Laila out for Oyster that night, I realise how sometimes people overrate the idea of being in a relationship. Bullshit love story. I would rather hang out with these people that I call friends. Back to the topic, it was awesome. Some pictures, maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://x4a.xanga.com/2cbf851a56337259539397/z206681879.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mussels in Belgian Bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://xc8.xanga.com/e82f477764333259054627/z206262029.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Guess who sent that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;post - script : I really don't wanna lose those back home but you're giving me no choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;From,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;~listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mumm-Ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Starlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm coming home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7289818342688798075?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7289818342688798075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7289818342688798075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7289818342688798075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7289818342688798075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-coming.html' title='Home coming.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5393176485636686819</id><published>2009-11-27T15:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:09:15.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wounds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kathir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; told me once, we must let go of the past in order to move on and seek true happiness. Too bad, I didn't realise how my life was moving on yet somehow moving towards me then. I won't be screaming on the roof about the life I'm having right now. I mean, to be clear, it's not perfect. Yeah, I might be living some people's dream. Life on the turbo lane, a late night drink on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Rundle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; while living a life without any limitation. The past month has been like that but you can never underestimate the power of walking alone. Someone came up to me and told about how he/she has never been single for more than 2 weeks. Of course, I was shocked about how he/she would share such a thing with me, considering we just met. I guess maybe I grew up from constantly needing someone by my side. Of course, being in love may be overrated. People always seem to be happier when they're in love but have you ever seen them when they're not. Question yourself on the urge of always finding someone to be by your side. The fact remains for those who can never be lonely, they always have the need to have physical company. You might argue that I'm being bias considering how I never stand a chance going out on a date, let alone find someone to be in a relationship with. I guess, it's a little bit of destiny and a pinch of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;coincident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; that I'm where I am. To those who knows the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; lord might say this is His plan while those of you that don't, maybe it's just magical power and fairy dust that makes this world goes round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tearing up an old wound after looking pictures of failed past relationship doesn't help, even myself. Being young and naive, I do sometimes find myself in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; of finding happiness. For some, happiness can only happen when you find the true love of your life. Is that so? Frankly, I don't really believe true love and all those mushy mushy feelings. I don't know, maybe because I was disappointed, maybe I haven't really seen or feel it or maybe I'm just being ignorant. Every now and then, people with heart breaking stories make my list of "I should call them and help them out", but it's really difficult to convince people that time can heal all sort of pain. I've been there and done that. Then, no one could console me. In fact, most of them gave up and mock my incapability in putting my feet back on the ground. Everything changed when I met Kathir and how he single handedly changed my life. No, save my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dear Doc, I don't mean to be so rude to you. I just want to let you know, in life, there are some people that you can be there for them but there are some who're just not worth it. If anyone is reading this, I haven't get in contact with any of my Utar mates for a long time. I have no idea what happened to them but I guess I cannot expect them to try to contact them like how I try my best always to keep in touch with them. Doc, don't expect anything from a friend, especially just because she's a she and you hope something can happen. People can deny this all they want but in my opinion, there are so many things in life that are more important than "pikat pompuan". I know, I suck at it because maybe I just don't put my mind into it. Or I could very well be someone's bitch. In life, you need to choose what to keep and what to throw away especially when it's not worth it anymore. I really hope you get what I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Akil once told me, that best thing a person can get used to getting used to being lonely. No offense to Liverpool but sometimes I must learn to walk alone. I'm not trying to point out that I would ditch all my friends and walk this road alone but I think I should get used to the fact that others have their own plans. We should not be clinging on others and wishing others to inject happiness into our life. Some of us, after having too many friends, suddenly not having to switch back to ourselves once the friends are gone. It's really sad. I try to put myself alone as a default and having friends and possibly a relationship as a bonus or should I say reward for being nice. That way, I will appreciate them more, knowing that they are gifts from the Man above. It's a simple concept but complicated application, I hope you try to understand what I'm saying and think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm going to work next week. I'll give you a call before I leave. Take care. I hope to see you soon. Really soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Truly, Madly, Deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ang mo kia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;~listening to Maroon 5's Goodnight Goodnight~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5393176485636686819?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5393176485636686819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5393176485636686819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5393176485636686819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5393176485636686819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/11/wounds.html' title='Wounds.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1076800593805188136</id><published>2009-11-24T05:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T05:35:35.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am tired</title><content type='html'>Hey i guess only hanjun is the only one who really wants to know what i am blogging cause others aren't that close to me =) Erm i had just deleated the girl taht i said i was interested in my previous blog. Because i am a very practical person and if you dont give me a chance to meet you even't after 2years knowing you on9 then its batter to end our connection, Rite? there's no point to be so deaparate and feeling jealious about her everytime I see her with other guys. Its batter that i find a good friend myself. so thats it girl, i am no fool who is an apparatus to give you nice sweety words just to get your attention. Byee... its batter that i dont know you at first. waisted my time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr chang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1076800593805188136?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1076800593805188136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=1076800593805188136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1076800593805188136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1076800593805188136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-tired.html' title='i am tired'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7280702082427285225</id><published>2009-11-23T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:04:19.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I and the 6km race</title><content type='html'>hey there friends, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hanjun&lt;/span&gt; Tan. I ran the 6km &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UTAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;treakathon&lt;/span&gt; and got the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; placing. It was kinda tough race as the running road was at the hill and the students that leaded in front of me was really fast and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get to cut them. They leaded me and keep the pace constant between me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt; it can also be said that i actually will be the maybe 6 or 7 placing if several leading runners &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; slow down at the ending round. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. They gave me chances to overtake them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt; the winner of this race which is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kampar&lt;/span&gt; said he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;din't&lt;/span&gt; event train for the event. While i toke 2 weeks working leave just to win this event. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt; at least i got the 3rd runner up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;With ought&lt;/span&gt; any medal but they gave me a cert. I will upload several pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; is taken by my fiend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;chun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; as he came to the race just to take pictures( its his interest). I really worked hard for the race, and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; when i know i got the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; position.I will upload soon in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; after taking the pictures from my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love life( i know it sucks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hanjun&lt;/span&gt;!) i think that some things are fated.The girl that i was admiring who is in KL, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Midvalley&lt;/span&gt; on the 21st and i was also there with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;. But then we dint meet as i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;toughs&lt;/span&gt; she was in Port Diction. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt; life is like this, rite if its fated then its fated if not then maybe its god who think we aren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;suitabe&lt;/span&gt; and so we din meet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hanjun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why i think its batter to be single in a way we have more freedom. I actually planned to find a partner after i pass last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt;. But haven't found anyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sutable&lt;/span&gt;. The girl that i mentioned above is just a far distance partner that i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; a friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; for 2 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ady&lt;/span&gt;. But we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; meet before though i asked her out as maybe she's not used to me.So i think its batter to leave it alone and stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;beeing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; on the net=). Actually in real life i could say that there are also several people who shows interest in me, But i cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;interact&lt;/span&gt; much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; them as i am a banana. U see? I think my looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ae&lt;/span&gt; also not bad too and a close friend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;myne&lt;/span&gt; said who got me as her partner will be lucky as i am a very hardworking person... he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;asid&lt;/span&gt;: Did you see any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; guy who could work from 10am to 10pm in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; and get the salary of RM1900? thus he said i am very hardworking. I agree in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sence&lt;/span&gt;. So i think maybe i would like to be single till i graduate if its not fated to be =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be uploading the pictures soon as i know some of you wanted to see them. Going to work soon in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;KFC's&lt;/span&gt; cook department, its not a hard job but quite boring and lifeless. Hope to change to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;costumer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;services&lt;/span&gt; department as i could maybe play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Little&lt;/span&gt; kids of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;costumers&lt;/span&gt; when its board =)&lt;br /&gt;~Dr chang~ special people are attracted to their same kind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7280702082427285225?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7280702082427285225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7280702082427285225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7280702082427285225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7280702082427285225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-and-6km-race.html' title='I and the 6km race'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7352210491968894049</id><published>2009-11-11T11:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:01:22.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(600) days of mining in New York.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In Malaysia, it's always hot. I think it's summer everyday. I used to remember questioning my mother about the real meaning behind Chinese festivals such as&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Winter Solstice Festival&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder, why would people back in China take it seriously. Before I left for Australia, I had a long talk with my grandparents about their expectation and I personally asked for their blessing as I followed my father's footstep down under. I finally got what my grandfather meant when he said, he used to suffer in cold and hunger during the long winter of China. I guess we're pretty lucky being in Malaysia where my forefather seek for a more comfortable life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I finally moved out of Mawson Lakes. I'm currently living with Luung in Magill. Not bad actually. It's been a week and I still cannot get myself back in shape ready for exams. Oh my God! The weather played a role too in melting my brain and lowering my sperm count. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's 40 degrees celsius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Can you believe that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A few nights ago, after scoring 2 goals during training (as usual, one's for you and another's for you, birthday girl), I decided to cut David a break by volunteering to be goalkeeper for a while. I played quite well, not trying to brag, but to be honest, we have 3 goalkeepers and 2 of them are utterly complete fools with no football sense. So, relative to them, I'm quite ok, I guess. Heuy is still the best no doubt but I think my coach wants 2 keepers. Me, trying my best when I can, was offered to play keeper for the Parafield competition next season. "Tan, I want you to consider playing goalie for us next season, I think you're a good keeper, you can throw very well", Hugo said. Oh no, I've been trying to hide my goalkeeping skills from my mates because I don't want to play keeper. Come on, I want to score! No one remembers the keeper, people only remember the scorer. Maybe I might consider, who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Recently, I watched (500) days of summer. It's a very sweet show. Boy meets girl, boys fall in love but girl doesn't. That show is kinda self relating in such a way that I see myself in that guy and how much I wish for things to happen differently. Tom is a guy that thinks that he only can find true happiness when he finds his true love while Summer doesn't believe in true love after her parents split. Tom fell in love with Summer but after dating for almost a year, Summer broke up with him and he just lost himself. Finally, she met him again and just when Tom thought that they are getting back together, she told him, she's engaged. Being even more heart broken, he fell into a depressed state and after months, he finally got back on his feet and before the movie ended, he met a girl called Autumn. Funny how I see myself in that show and how happy I am that I finally got past it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Zooey Deschanel is so pretty in that movie. I think I'm seriously in love with her. LOL. I think you kinda looked like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://a0.vox.com/6a00d09e612638be2b01240b64cb28860e-500pi" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif; font-size: x-small; "&gt;It's either you or the hot weather,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quietdrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7352210491968894049?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7352210491968894049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7352210491968894049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7352210491968894049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7352210491968894049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/11/600-days-of-mining-in-new-york.html' title='(600) days of mining in New York.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2217088094148215678</id><published>2009-10-28T05:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:03:35.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 100th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How are you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Busy weeks now and ahead. Unbelievable. I feel bad having to leave out this blog and in fact, I'm happy that I see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;u&gt;all the best for you run&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;updating the blog. I think I would try my best to at least update this blog once a month unless I'm stuck in the middle of no where. Can't believe he is actually one of the most active writers here. The owner of the blog is no where to be seen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have something going on in my mind. It's about the Chinese dudes from Malaysia in my college here. I'm not judging them but a mere observation. Somehow, we're so closed minded when it comes to studying, socializing and most of all, living our usual life. I'm saying this because I'm really upset seeing my kin not being able to leave the bubble we all are so comfortable being in. Truthfully, I'm not sure about what I'm saying here. Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong. Who knows? It's just you and me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Recently, something happens, for a reason, apparently.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly&lt;/strong&gt;, as we all know, Chelsea went back top of the table. Somehow I doubt united has the power this year after selling Pondaldo. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Cheers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly&lt;/strong&gt;, my major project is bound to enter the epic fail books of record. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*nice* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirdly&lt;/strong&gt;, that other day, I went to an interview. I walked from the bust stop to the office. It was like a 20 minutes walk under the hot scorching sun in my beautiful suit. Then, I was attacked by a dog. For a moment, I thought I was going to die. As you can see, I'm still pretty much alive to write this. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*So screwed*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourthly&lt;/strong&gt;, on my way back, I saw this Vietnamese chick on the bus (I know she's vietnamese because the office is located in a vietnamese people area, Hanson Road) and I got a shock of my life when I realised she looks like my previous course mate and another girl I've met from paintball and they are all Vietnamese too. Is this a kind of a sick joke? Am I being paranoid or are they stalking me? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Weird*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifthly&lt;/strong&gt;, last week, after weeks of goal draught, I finally got myself on the score sheet. A beauty I would say and another simple tap in. One's for my future shrink and another's for that song offering. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*mysterious, ain't it?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sneak peak ahead: I'm moving out to Magill. I think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s it's Norman's birthday. Please do drop a comment wishing him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~I'm listening to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Keane&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Better than this&lt;/span&gt;.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2217088094148215678?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2217088094148215678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2217088094148215678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2217088094148215678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2217088094148215678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/10/100th-post.html' title='The 100th post'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6440271472000239938</id><published>2009-10-28T03:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:34:52.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short semister in UTAR</title><content type='html'>Hie there everyone, its been quite a long time since i din blog out in our shard blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt; actually i really have tons and tons of things that i could actually talk about. lets start with my short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;comming&lt;/span&gt; 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;monts&lt;/span&gt; will be my short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;. As then I will be taking lab4 and maths. But after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; consideration I dropped Maths due to a very packed teaching period that is 7 weeks in my short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So this 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;month&lt;/span&gt; what will i be doing huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; Taking physics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;laboratory&lt;/span&gt; 4: This will be my last lab with my lecturer Dr Chew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kerlit&lt;/span&gt;(2 labs in one week, thus 2 reports in 1 week, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hatic&lt;/span&gt; rite).She a totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt; lecture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;specializing&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;semiconductors&lt;/span&gt; field. I got B- last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; in her class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes i really envy these type of people who is so good in academic and some often i will be thinking that i am not these type of people who will get a 1st class or event 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; class upper in my degree period. Sobs =.= i am not the study type of person. Anyway, life goes on and i will be having lab every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;, today was my 1st lab session and i really feel so happy when i could get to touch the apparatus and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;laboratory&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt; must really use all these as DR Chew said that it would be hard to use or event touch these things in companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; I will be working at my old working place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;genting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Klang&lt;/span&gt; every Thursday to Sunday form 4pm to 1am. Thus its an 8 hours work, the same thing everyday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Customer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt; Crew (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;CSC&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Eeeh&lt;/span&gt;, BTW that day while i was working i saw a very pretty girl with her parents. She is so cute and loving. But some how the father is like moody. I smiled to her and she smile to me. Why did i said that she's loving? because she hugs her father and kisses her mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;spontaniously&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; i hope one day i will have a beautiful girl like this. I would die for that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt; maybe in 10 more years to go yea. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;hhaha&lt;/span&gt;. Hope all of you reading my post will also have a loving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; I will be participating in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;UTAR's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Trekathon&lt;/span&gt;(6km) on 22/11 and i aim to be the top 3 winners. Thus i am really aiming and working out hard for this event. Really!!! i event run about 6km just now with the time of 38 min. I must improve my timing and aim below 35&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. But then i will be working+ Studying before the event, Thus have less time to run in, as i will have only 3 days holiday. I must really plan well before the event =). Hey &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;H&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;anjun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I will post my medal and Cert if i win the race. YOU WAIT AND SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that is you work hard for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; and the results fails, you may not getting 100% out of your hard work but at least 40% out of it.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE a GOOD NITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~DR Chang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6440271472000239938?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6440271472000239938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6440271472000239938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6440271472000239938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6440271472000239938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-semister-in-utar.html' title='short semister in UTAR'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8826308736964060311</id><published>2009-10-04T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:03:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets in Carrefour bukit jalil...</title><content type='html'>There are 2 things I wanna share with my fellow buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st&lt;br /&gt;on 4th october, I discovered something special about this complex where chronus Yuen Wei is staying one la... In the complex there are plenty of foot massage and reflexology center. And there are also CHICKENS, u can find there, so for ppl like Chris, pls do VISIT there, very cheap nia.. the look still ok la... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd&lt;br /&gt;Come to the main point, I went to a comic shop, and saw a girl tat suits my taste... she is above average, and she likes comics... then I went into the shop and ask for Shakugan No Shana, even though i din bring my wallet bcz i was out with parents... then the tauke dono where is the comic, and tat girl immediately took it out and gave the tauke... however, the girl is jus a customer lo... she has a special scent, not really scent la... something that attracted me... and when she passed me tat book, she's like smile at me... lucky tat time my hair is 'yeng' type la... I was like kena electric shock from her... she wears oso nice too... now i still remembered her face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me a chance, but I din appreciate... I shud have take her contact right? or make some easy discussion about anime... haiz... but since she knows so well where is the comic book located, then she must be a customer who always visit tat shop... but bukit jalil is far from my home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can have another chance to meet her lo... God can give me 2nd chance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8826308736964060311?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8826308736964060311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8826308736964060311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8826308736964060311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8826308736964060311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/10/secrets-in-carrefour-bukit-jalil.html' title='Secrets in Carrefour bukit jalil...'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6645350231825629071</id><published>2009-09-19T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:57:53.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love</title><content type='html'>dear friends, it have been maybe about 2 weeks i dint blog. This is maybe due to the finals that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;approching&lt;/span&gt;(U all will understand if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UTARian&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Erm,&lt;/span&gt; let me start with my exam experience,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had been taking 2 papers which is Electricity and magnetism(E&amp;amp;M) while another one is Wave and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Oscillation&lt;/span&gt;. I did study the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; 2 weeks b4 exam to prepare for E&amp;amp;M cos its more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt; and looks harder for us. In the end that 1st paper came out to be quite easy but for the other one is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; tough. I think i failed that paper, the lecture dint event give any clues about whats going to come out while the exam questions have only 20% of the tutorials questions.... A bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. I think i may fail that paper.or maybe get the highest with a D.&lt;br /&gt;So after that paper which is on the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; i dint event touch a single book as i don't event have the mood to do so till today when i started studying.I must get an A for the next paper or else i will really be in the second probation and can say BYE BYE to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PTPTN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i felt that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;humans&lt;/span&gt; needs love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;no mater&lt;/span&gt; who they are and how their attitude is.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;, if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; thinking i am talking crap, then ignore me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;....maybe i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to become a loner.. i think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~chang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6645350231825629071?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6645350231825629071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6645350231825629071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6645350231825629071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6645350231825629071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-love.html' title='What is love'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8223416737556987920</id><published>2009-09-14T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:38:36.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sienz...</title><content type='html'>wahlaoeh, now feel extremely bored after reading structural analysis... now i really screwed up my life... fml.. really fml, structural cant get A liao... its supre hard to aim for that target....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;envy lai cz he is our highest scorer, while im the score balancer for CIY2S2, who really drag down the growth... sienz... but i don feel guilty anyway... MUAHAHAHA.... also, im kinda get the shock in my life, when i realize Wan Shing is in Dean List.... cz maybe she got study ba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now really wan study... surely will.... try get A- or B+ for structural with coursework mark of 50s... over 100.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8223416737556987920?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8223416737556987920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8223416737556987920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8223416737556987920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8223416737556987920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/09/sienz.html' title='sienz...'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4064878540032315277</id><published>2009-09-06T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:17:06.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry?</title><content type='html'>i am blogging at 4am now.&lt;br /&gt;i was studying till 2am, then i watched TV till 3am, suddenly it rains heavily here. I tried to sleep but suddenly felt that my head is aching and still cant be asleep.I keep on wondering why i am having head pain and can't sleep. So then i make some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nestum&lt;/span&gt; drink and felt batter. Never toughed that its because of the hunger in my stomach. Felt so good after eating something. But then i suddenly toughed about; I could easily get food in the cold rainy night. What about others in other part of the world? And why aren't some people in this modern world not satisfy with their life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because that human won't be satisfy with what they had if they haven't gone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hardnesship&lt;/span&gt;. So friends, be happy of what u have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DR Chang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4064878540032315277?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4064878540032315277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4064878540032315277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4064878540032315277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4064878540032315277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/09/hungry.html' title='hungry?'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6887635098097113089</id><published>2009-09-02T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:26:15.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racism</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, it had been quite some time since i stop blogging due to finishing all my coursework as final is approaching. So here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i was so busy preparing for my exams and other academic stuff. U know what? there are some people who are my classmate which are so bad in attitude.Its batter that i don't disclose more detail.. just that they are so selfish and their attitude cant be change anymore... u see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when sadness brings you down its up to our self to take the own initiatives to solve the problem.Don't just turn around the bush and blame others for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;misery&lt;/span&gt; as it wont bring you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anyware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.And if the problem cant really be solve no mater how hard you had tried, just leave it as it is. this is what i wold like to say to everyone who are having difficulties in any aspects( Relationship,studies,family, surrounding and other more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hanjun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog &lt;/strong&gt;and felt quite sad about how they treat foreigners there.Man... what can i say? actually no country in this world can avoid racism u know. But at least here in Malaysia we wont point a finger towards a foreigner( Indonesian,Bengali or event other race) they are really rude. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maybe in my own opinion, racism occurs because we aren't living with other race and thus the locals will be feeling insecure when another race comes in your country and inhabit it.. u know what i mean? For example, u know when the Chinese and Indians came to Malaysia, they were regarded as slaves to the locals and we are also describe as low-class people who will do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anyting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to survive.But in the end after 50+ years of integration we know each other more and be more tolerant to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are hard to be change no mater what we do to them to make this world a batter place. But then they still wont get what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trying to do and still stick to their own taught in a nutshell.This happens especially to racist people as they taught other race are trying to harm them.In conclusion. JUST IGNORE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;~they pray to god 24 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;~they do whatever which is preached&lt;br /&gt;~they do charity&lt;br /&gt;~they go for Sunday services&lt;br /&gt;but in the end they just discriminate other race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: take care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hanjun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; some people cant be changed and they will only understand if they are in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i am running daily of about 5km every afternoon... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i think i will be very thin in a short moment.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-having the last assignment before i will end all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coursework&lt;/span&gt; for year2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... somehow i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt; about doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;voluntary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;services&lt;/span&gt; with St John Ambulance. Miss the time when i can contribute to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;society&lt;/span&gt; and also help people and loves ones who are in suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-need to study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; this week till 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care:&lt;br /&gt;DR Chang( some call me brother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chang&lt;/span&gt; in the class)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6887635098097113089?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6887635098097113089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6887635098097113089' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6887635098097113089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6887635098097113089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/09/racism.html' title='Racism'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6381195899796839834</id><published>2009-08-28T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:13:33.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way the world see us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'lucida sans', 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "&gt;I wrote this because sometimes when I walk along Salisbury Highway, I tend to get the finger from locals driving past. Sometimes, in restaurants, the waitress loses her smile everytime she sees an Asian costumer. Months ago, attacks on Asian students was in the news every now and then. If you already hate me when you read my introduction, I suggest you to scroll down to the very bolded end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I talk to my coursemates, coming from all parts of Asia, I'm just curious on how they see the world. The thing is, the way we see the world eventually correlate to the way the world see us. Us being asians. I cannot stop but wonder, how the Australians see us being people of a different skin color, different culture and different language. Special cheers to Daniel and Thomas for being so nice when the world seems to mean. I always try my best to be as polite as possible, not only just when I'm here. Even back in my country, where the racial tension is reasonably stressed. In malaysia, Chinese has a reputation of being racist. Yes, I fully vouch for that. In my years in college, I've seen verbal abuse from my kin to the our fellow countrymen. After seeing the beauty of mutual respect and tolerance in high school, I know how stupid it would be to hold grudge to a particular group of people and how wonderful it would be if we can love and respect each other. Rather than pointing out our difference, we should embrace our similarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak for my own colour, truthfully, Chinese people also is known for being cheap(Thrifty is alright, being cheap is really ugly), arrogant, proud, judgmental and cunning. This is not just how our counterpart in Malaysia see us, this is how the world see us. In my opinion, Chinese people keep on thinking that they are superior which lead to arrogance and from our rich and strong history, we know that's why we get fucked. After befriending mainland Chinese students, I kinda realised a lot from them but I try not to judge. Ever wonder why foreigners, be it, Japanese, Caucasians, Arabians or Indians despises us. Honestly, I know by pointing out our undesirable attitude won't do any good. That's why my father heavily insist on teaching and educating our family on how to respect and love. I guess he learned that during his day in Christchurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, I know we Chinese people can do better than that. No doubt, Chinese people are better in math and mass production but instead of boasting, we should learn how to be gracious. Slowly, we can change. History is our best teacher. Remember the opium war? Remember Marco Polo's visit? Remember the oppression of the 8 alliance and how China was beaten to the ground? History never fails. We should always learn from our mistake. I plead all Chinese people in the world to never stop loving, never judge people but accept them for they are, keep on giving rather than taking, never stop helping and be polite. I guess if we start now, generation after generation, time after time, evolution after revolution, maybe the world see us differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;*I would wish to dedicate this to an event that made me realised how we see the world. During last CNY, I overheard my grandmother saying to the younger cousin, "If you're naughty, I'll ask an Indian to come kidnap you." Of course, she used some really "not so polite" word instead of Indian (I think you know what I mean). It's a fucking disgrace considering my best friend is an Indian whom I consider as my family. It really really upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;**Besides that, back in college, I overheard how some people make fun of other races, stereotyping them and cursing them in mandarin. To those assholes, if that's how you see other people, that's how Australians sees us. Because of people like you, we are known as a bunch of racist.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;post - script : For kathir, they say, we're like brothers with a different color. &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Missing you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;A yellow Ang Mo Kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you're reading this, means you hate me. The truth is, sometimes I revolt due to boredom and random eccentricity. Either I'm paranoid, insane or just crazy about you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6381195899796839834?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6381195899796839834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6381195899796839834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6381195899796839834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6381195899796839834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-world-see-us.html' title='The way the world see us.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6111399556685147233</id><published>2009-08-25T22:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:16:58.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parted-love by chris tham</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-size:13px;"&gt;Never let parted to be a solution,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-size:13px;"&gt;there's gotta be another way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-size:13px;"&gt;Never put yourself in a dead position, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-size:13px;"&gt;tomorrow will always be another beautiful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-size:13px;"&gt;All the chances that have passed me by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);  font-size:13px;"&gt;would it matter if i've given it one more try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6111399556685147233?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6111399556685147233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6111399556685147233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6111399556685147233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6111399556685147233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/08/parted-love.html' title='Parted-love by chris tham'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7171965281604640593</id><published>2009-08-20T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:29:51.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The freedom that we seek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ever wonder where we come from? Any questions? Yeah. Complicated and complex questions like the origin of earth and the solar system, the mystery of the universe and the big bang theory. Down to simple questions asked when you're found drunk along the sidewalk of Hidley Street like "where are you from?", "what's your name?" or "can you even walk or should I get you a cab?". No matter what, some of us ponder on the origin of our life or just our very existence. I sometimes do think about the past. People say, history is our teacher. I wonder by digging into my past, what would I find? My story or theirs? Maybe a bit of both. Every step my forefathers made lead me to this path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was kid, I always wanted to see the world. Don't get me wrong, I still pretty much want to do that but I question my purpose now. I wonder what will it be like if I would stay back in Australia after graduating, provided if I ever get residency. I like it here, it's beautiful. After befriending students from China, the land of my forefathers. For your information, my paternal grandfather came from Shantou, somewhere relatively close to Hong Kong. My maternal grandfather's ancestry tracks back to Thailand. Yet, I consider myself pretty much a full blood Chinese Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my point, knowing these mainland Chinese made me realised how different my life and thoughts are from them although we're just 2 generations away. I was even considered an outcast back in college because I was weird but I don't deny it. Yes, I'm a bit weird or different. The Chinese living in Malaysia has a different lifestyle compared to those from living in China. I believe the overseas Chinese too all around the world. We all have totally unrelated and unique cultural backgrounds. I'm sure my grandfather took a leap of faith when he came to Malaya with his father on a business trip and ended up staying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I would to live in Australia, have kids and have grandchildren? I understand that to achieve that I need to get married, seriously doubt that any woman would want to marry me. Whatever! Anyway, if I am lucky enough to have children, they might live their life as an Australian and by the time they grow up, they might not have any ties back to Malaysia. The stuff I see here is how ties are broken as if they have no idea how life is back in their homeland. A friend of my uncle came to Australia as a refugee with his family as the Vietnam war broke out. I'm sure his kids have no idea how Vietnam is like now. I don't blame them. It's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time of my grandchildren, they will most likely have no memories about Malaysia as if my family has never lived there. A few generations down, they might even thought their forefathers come directly from China. How scary is that? No memories of Nasi Lemak, no idea of Merdeka, no thought of bribing the policemen. The truth is, I have no control over them but seriously, I believe living in Malaysia has been a great 18 years of my life. Hypothetically speaking, if I would to migrate overseas, it would be pitiful that my future generation don't have the chance to have the childhood, teenage and school life that I had. It was indeed very colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post - script : as the independence day draw closer, maybe I'm grateful being a Malaysian after all. are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:medium;"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 14px;font-size:medium;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7171965281604640593?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7171965281604640593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7171965281604640593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7171965281604640593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7171965281604640593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/08/freedom-that-we-seek.html' title='The freedom that we seek.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5256292046336818506</id><published>2009-08-09T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:04:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don mind having extra enemies...</title><content type='html'>eh, ask u all la, isit good to be secretive?&lt;br /&gt;I find it many ppl like to be tatway... that is freaking ASS HOLE SOHAI u know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oni i can spam here, since my ori blog got ppl stalk one... U know those ass hole like to be treated tat one... they are like wearing a mask and treat u so good as u can nvr imagine... but at ur back they will backstab u one leh... really diao u know? Han Jun, sometimes I don mind having extra enemies, cz they are not my true frens, and cz at least I din feel like guilty treating other ppls like tat... u know ar? Since they redi know who is the culprit or watsoever, they still treated them like nothing happened, somore can chit chat so friendly like tat, acting in front of them and bla bla... i cant believe my own eyes seeing it like tat, cant believe my own ears hearing it over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah diu.... wat the world is this oh? really full of cunning smiles and full of ass-hole-like shits.... diu i hate it man... really wanna fk 9 them sometimes... I don giv a damn he dulan me anot, but im sure he told his frens about this and they treated me so differently... they like to backstab ppl... but treat u so good in front of u... i oni can spam my feelings here, if i write it at my blog, he will start to say, pls be mature abit, if u say thing s like tat we will bla bla bla... pui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if he found out i wrote this, so wat? i don giv a damn on him... if u like to be secretive? fine, lets play it... somore say i childish... fk la... i oni straight forward, i wont hide things like tat... dono who is childish... backstab ppl like tat still wan claim ppl childish... fk off, loser!!! Ma Cao Hai, still wan talk crap.... i know wat adults are, they tend to claim they are always right even if they are obviously wrong... Adults are those who nvr thought of his bad things, but keep claiming himself right... this is the fact, this is their world... wtf... who think im right please leave ur comment here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5256292046336818506?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5256292046336818506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5256292046336818506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5256292046336818506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5256292046336818506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-don-mind-having-extra-enemies.html' title='I don mind having extra enemies...'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8268093513578286221</id><published>2009-08-08T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:47:48.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about our blog</title><content type='html'>hey guys since this is a shared blog, so pls include your name at the end of each post TQ. hope u all are fine. ~chang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8268093513578286221?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8268093513578286221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8268093513578286221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8268093513578286221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8268093513578286221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-our-blog.html' title='about our blog'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1826707598900512025</id><published>2009-08-03T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:25:35.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 interesting video to share XD</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2L7inzoYPI&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hRRpl3_SaY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1826707598900512025?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1826707598900512025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=1826707598900512025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1826707598900512025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1826707598900512025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-interesting-video-to-share-xd.html' title='2 interesting video to share XD'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1811728590843980142</id><published>2009-08-03T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:33:12.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女人的下半身和上半身</title><content type='html'>男人要走，是留不住的。&lt;br /&gt;有些女人傻得用自己的生命去留住他，&lt;br /&gt;有些女人却天真地用身体去留住他，&lt;br /&gt;结果两种女人都失败。&lt;br /&gt;爱情是由上半身开始的，然後是下半身&lt;br /&gt;上半身和下半身契合，那是最完美的爱情。....&lt;br /&gt;分手却是上半身的事。&lt;br /&gt;女人以为用身体可以留住一个不爱她的男人，&lt;br /&gt;她就未免太高估自己的下半身了。&lt;br /&gt;男人爱一个女人的时候，希望得到她的下半身。&lt;br /&gt;如果她只肯给他上半身，他也是愿意的。&lt;br /&gt;有些男人可以长久地恋慕一个女人&lt;br /&gt;他爱的是她的上半身、她的人品、她的智慧。&lt;br /&gt;他就是喜欢看见她 ，跟她谈天说地。...&lt;br /&gt;他喜欢她，他会控制自己的下半身&lt;br /&gt;所以说，留住爱情的，是上半身。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7329347945226600113</id><published>2009-07-28T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:50:06.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>给女孩们的忠告</title><content type='html'>1、不要在流眼泪的时候做任何决定，情绪负面的时候说话越少越好。&lt;br /&gt;2、不要去反复思考同一个问题，不要把所有的感情都放在一个人身上，你还有父母，有朋友。&lt;br /&gt;3、不要害怕做错什么，即使错了，也不必懊恼，人生就是对对错错，何况有许多事，回头看来，对错已经无所谓了。&lt;br /&gt;4、有负面情绪是正常的，但是自己一定要知道，要明白这只是生活的一小部分，在其余时间里，要尽量的让情绪平稳起来。&lt;br /&gt;5、那个人，突然不联系你了，很正常；那个人，突然又联系你了，也很正常，这什么也不说明。&lt;br /&gt;6、如果不懂，就说出来，如果懂了，就别说，笑笑即可。&lt;br /&gt;7、一切的烦恼都是自找，因此也只能自己解决，不要找朋友哭诉，找他们去打球。&lt;br /&gt;8、说过的话一定要做到，即使是很蠢的话，再蠢也比言而无信好。&lt;br /&gt;9、无论发生怎样的变故，不要打破生活原有的规律，要按时吃饭，按时睡觉。&lt;br /&gt;10、不要去害怕做一件事，不要害怕触景伤情，不要害怕说错话，不要害怕想起过去，不要害怕面对未来。&lt;br /&gt;11、无论是对是错，你需要有一个准则，你的行为应该遵循这个准则，并根据现实生活不断的修正。反反复复优柔寡断的人，是不可能讨人喜欢的.在对错之间徘徊的人，形象不如从错到对的人正面。&lt;br /&gt;12、当他说：“让我们冷静一段时间好吗？”的时候，要冷静的说好，然后挂掉电话。不要哀求，他不是来征求你的意见的。&lt;br /&gt;13、不要把心底的话全掏出来，这些是只属于你的财富。&lt;br /&gt;14、不要和一个人和他议论同一个圈子里的人，不管你认为他有多么可靠。&lt;br /&gt;15、当你不知道和他说什么的时候，那就什么也不要说，沉默有无限种含义。&lt;br /&gt;16、不要追求什么结果，每个人结果都一样，就是死亡。&lt;br /&gt;17、不要后悔，无论怎样都不要后悔，后悔的情绪比你所做错的事更加可怕，因为这会摧毁你的自信，自尊以及很有可能让你去做一件更错的事。&lt;br /&gt;18、无论遇到什么事情，都要对自己说：这是正常的。而不要说：我怎么这么倒霉？或是：他怎么这样？那些遇到汶川地震，911或印尼海啸的人很多都没有机会抱怨了。比起他们，生活中的一些波折都是正常的，今天也许你的男朋友离你而去，你会觉得自己是世界上最惨的人，但是别忘了也许这世上同时有几十万个姑娘和你有着同样的遭遇，只是你不知道而已。&lt;br /&gt;19、不要担心嫁不出去，更不要因为年纪大了草率结婚，担心嫁不出去总比担心老公出轨要离婚，小三抢财产要好.担心嫁不出去只是担心而已，心情好了还照样过原来的日子，老公真要离婚那才是真的麻烦。&lt;br /&gt;20、一定要明白，自己所做的一切都是为了追寻一种状态，一种自我的满足感和幸福感。不要害怕什么，这世上可供害怕的事太多了，你是害怕不完的。有事情，就解决，不能解决，那就拉倒。&lt;br /&gt;21、最后一条，女人想过得好一些，还是要走内在男人化，外在女人化的路。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5939471280466364743</id><published>2009-07-17T16:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:48:38.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An open letter to Chris.</title><content type='html'>Hey, mate. How is it going? Hope you're doing good. I wrote this open letter as I find it hard to get your attention on facebook, hard to get you to stay long enough to talk on msn and hard to get you during school days. I guess engineering is tough, right? Just for your information, I just got back from Tasmania. I visited my cousin over there. Very Awesome. Here are some pictures for you to show how much you missed. haha. Anyway, my idea is to lure you here with me. Australia is a very beautiful place. A picture tell a thousand words. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Taroona Shot Tower. They used to make bullets here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/TaroonaShotTower.jpg?t=1247834881" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The entrance of Shot Tower. It's kinda cold in Tassie. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even I wore a scarf, apparently guys in Australia don't wear scarf, I'm the only one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So gay but it's really cold. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/CIMG0394.jpg?t=1247835362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mt. Wellington. Notice the kids playing with snow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/MountWellington.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course, it was freaking freezing all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Ignore my cousin on the left, she's a bit of a retard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/CIMG0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The view of Hobart from Mt. Wellington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/HobartfromMountWellington.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sunset at the Tasman Peninsula. I bet you would love this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/CIMG0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have more pictures on facebook. Tasmania is no doubt a peaceful, scenic and cold place. I bet you'll love it here. I hope to hear from you really soon. Take care. Have a good one. Cheerio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your best damn course mate ever,&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5939471280466364743?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5939471280466364743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5939471280466364743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5939471280466364743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5939471280466364743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/07/open-letter-to-chris.html' title='An open letter to Chris.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/th_MountWellington.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4472836186727896239</id><published>2009-07-12T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:25:34.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>永远的爱</title><content type='html'>和蓝分手了，蓝是个很好的女孩，很漂亮也很温柔，虽然很多朋友说我离开她很傻，可我还是放手了，虽然我很舍不的。&lt;br /&gt;第一天， 她没有起床，把自己用被子捂的严严实实的，她宿舍的人都不敢去安慰她， 她一天都没有吃饭，连刷牙洗脸都没有，晚上睡觉的时候我听到她在被子里抽泣。&lt;br /&gt;第二天， 今天她吃饭了，是她的宿舍同学强制性的让她吃的，她的眼眶红红的，我总 说她是个爱哭鬼，她每次都噘着小嘴说她不是。&lt;br /&gt;第三天， 今天她穿的很妖艳，走进一家酒吧，喝了好多酒，用一种很诱惑的眼光环视 全场，好多人上来搭腔“小姐，你好漂亮啊”。她喝了很多，当一个年纪可以做她爸爸的男人对她说“小姐，我送你回家吧”的时候她把手中的酒全泼在他的脸上，那个该死的老头扬起他的手掌就要打下去的时候，小睦他们来了，救了蓝，这一切我都知道，我就在酒吧的一个角落里看着。&lt;br /&gt; 第四天， 今天她早早就起床了，忙忙碌碌一上午，然后把自己关在浴室里好久，当舍 友们踹门进去的时候都惊呼到：好干净啊。&lt;br /&gt;第五天， 她开始学习了，其实她原来学习很好，我们开始后受我影响她的成绩也退步了，这也好，转移一下注意力，恢复的也快。&lt;br /&gt;三个月后。她做了学生会主席，她越来越能干，也开朗了不少，马上她就要考研了。 一年后。。在她身边的男人很多，比我优秀的也很多，可她根本没在意过，不过她和凌很好，校园里传他们的关系很暧昧。她只是把他当哥哥，可是流言是挡不住的。&lt;br /&gt;三年后。。她要结婚了，新郎是凌，她在写结婚请贴，一张，两张，三张，，，写到第十二张的时候她哭了，趴在桌上眼泪完全抑制不住，我上前一看，所有的喜贴新郎写的都是我的名字。 我也很想哭，可是鬼魂是不能哭的，我没有眼泪。&lt;br /&gt;三年前，我横穿马路，遇上车祸，手里提着要给她庆祝生日的蛋糕。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4472836186727896239?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4472836186727896239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4472836186727896239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4472836186727896239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4472836186727896239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_12.html' title='永远的爱'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3465435507668427400</id><published>2009-07-12T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:06:04.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果我愛你</title><content type='html'>如果我愛你...而你正巧的也愛我.......&lt;br /&gt;那.....你生病的時候..我會去照顧你..陪著你到好....&lt;br /&gt;你騎車的時候..我會要你小心一點..還要你到的時候打個電話跟我說...&lt;br /&gt;你忘了吃晚餐的時候..我會裝做很生氣..然後說'你這樣會讓我擔心耶!"&lt;br /&gt;你頭髮亂了時候..我會笑笑的替你撥一撥..然後..手還留戀的在你髮上多待幾秒&lt;br /&gt;你想哭..我會陪你掉淚..儘管前一刻我的心情其實是雀躍的..&lt;br /&gt;你要笑..我會陪你笑出聲..不管我上一秒其實是沮喪的..&lt;br /&gt;我在空閒的時候..會唸唸你的名字.想想你的聲音..&lt;br /&gt;我在逛街的時候..會想到"啊!你正好缺了這個..."&lt;br /&gt;我在發現了好東西的時候..一定馬上想到''一定要你來看看''..&lt;br /&gt;我失眠了之後..聽到你也失了眠...會在心裡偷偷的傻笑...&lt;br /&gt;我在熬夜的時候..接到你只為了說聲'不要太累.早點睡了..'的電話.會甜甜的笑著..而且乖乖的去睡...我在想著你的時候..知道你也在想著我....但是....&lt;br /&gt;如果我愛你...而你不巧的不愛我.........那......&lt;br /&gt;你生病的時候..我只會打通電話慰問你.不敢奢求待在你身邊...&lt;br /&gt;你騎車的時候..我只會暗暗的在心中希望你安全...&lt;br /&gt;你忘了吃晚餐..我只會笑笑的問'為什麼不吃阿?'...&lt;br /&gt;你頭髮亂了..我只能輕輕的告訴你'頭髮亂了喔'....&lt;br /&gt;你想哭...我只能在旁邊無奈的輕輕嘆氣著...&lt;br /&gt;你想笑...我只能微微的對你笑著...&lt;br /&gt;我在空閒的時候...還是會唸唸你的名字..想想你的聲音..&lt;br /&gt;我在逛街的時候...會想到'是誰幫你買了這個了吧...'&lt;br /&gt;我發現了好東西的時候...會無奈的想著'會是誰告訴你這個好消息呢'...&lt;br /&gt;我失眠之後...會躲著不讓你看見我的黑眼圈...&lt;br /&gt;我在熬夜的時候...不敢期待會有電話聲..響起來..&lt;br /&gt;我在想著你的時候..會想到..這時的你..是想著誰呢?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3465435507668427400?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3465435507668427400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3465435507668427400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3465435507668427400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3465435507668427400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='如果我愛你'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2879017283263586830</id><published>2009-07-08T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:37:32.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the legendary yet ugliest singer</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;man will always remember these two:  the man who walked on the moon and the man who moon walked. Rest in Peace, Micheal Jackson.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2879017283263586830?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2879017283263586830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2879017283263586830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2879017283263586830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2879017283263586830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/07/legendary-yet-ugliest-singer-mj.html' title='the legendary yet ugliest singer'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5192869505717242255</id><published>2009-07-04T08:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:08:01.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindfolded and running from bullets in a mine field.</title><content type='html'>Drowning in a&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; sea of misery&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I wished that I knew better.&lt;br /&gt;It's known, human make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;mine is always letting people down.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part about being upset is,&lt;br /&gt;knowning&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; happiness&lt;/span&gt; is just a toss away.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;morning apples&lt;/span&gt; that just riped,&lt;br /&gt;is another moment I want to erase.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how much I wish I'm back home,&lt;br /&gt;home to the people I know as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post - script :&lt;br /&gt;To my family members, my relatives,&lt;br /&gt;to my closest friends back in utar, like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lai27, Chris, SIM, Dr., Yigang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's time like this I just want to go to a place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;where I know you guys won't judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God can judge me,&lt;br /&gt;Ang mo kia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5192869505717242255?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5192869505717242255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5192869505717242255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5192869505717242255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5192869505717242255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/07/blindfolded-and-running-from-bullets-in.html' title='Blindfolded and running from bullets in a mine field.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7828172747289309225</id><published>2009-07-01T01:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:24:48.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hie everyone</title><content type='html'>erm yesterday i posted someting about the way we are treated in this country. After a while i had decided to deleate that post. This is because i think that we as a malaysians should think more mauredly and accept the fact that this things do happend all around the world and a simple spark of heatred will make it spread to more people in our multi race cociety. thus it will make heatrade and less peaceful.So thats it, bye bye ex post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i want to share someting with u all. I JOINED THE KL MARATHON!!! SEE THIS&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353543257838089602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 527px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SkubOo0gdYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GLFAT474wCk/s200/marathon+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7828172747289309225?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7828172747289309225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7828172747289309225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7828172747289309225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7828172747289309225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/07/malaysia.html' title='hie everyone'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SkubOo0gdYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GLFAT474wCk/s72-c/marathon+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6344008086252815387</id><published>2009-06-29T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:26:39.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral studies in malaysia.</title><content type='html'>hanjun u lucky bastard dun have to study this SOHAI subject!!! hoho.. let me share something with u since i was not caught by ISA yet.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Fenomena ini berlaku apabila sesebuah negara mempunyai rakyat pelbagai kaum, dan Malaysia merupakan sebuah negara yang terbaik untuk dijadikan contoh. Golongan minoriti di dalam negara berkenaan sentiasa berasa mereka didiskriminasikan dalam banyak perkara oleh golongan majoriti. Golongan minoriti berasa peluang dan hak yang sama tidak diberikan kepada mereka seperti yang diberikan kepada golongan majoriti. Contoh yang terbaik ialah orang Melayu merupakan rakyat bumiputera di Malaysia malakala kaum-kaum lain seperti orang Cina dan India sebagai rakyat bukan bumiputera tidak mempunyai hak bumiputera seperti mempunyai 7 % diskaun dalam pembelian tanah dan rumah. Ini telah menyebabkan golongan minoriti seperti orang Cina dan India di Malaysia tidak berpuas hati terhadap regulasi kerajaan Malaysia selama 52 tahun. Sejak perlantikan Datuk Seri Najib Razak sebagai Perdana Menteri yang baru di Malaysia, beliau mempunyai satu impian untuk melahirkan satu bangsa dan satu negara selaras dengan amalan konsep Satu Malaysia. Namun begitu, konsep Satu Malaysia ini hanyalah satu konsep yang hanya dikata-katakan di blog Satu Malaysia sahaja dan tiada sebarang tindakan yang dilaksanakan untuk merealisasikan konsep ini sehingga sekarang! Satu Malaysia, satu bangsa merupakan cakap angin sahaja! Sebagai orang Malaysia, kita mengalami satu pengalaman benar tentang diskriminasi ras. Apabila rakyat bumiputera meletakkan kereta di kawasan bergaris kuning yang berhampiran dengan masjid pada hari jumaat, kereta mereka tidak akan disaman. Kita hendak bertanya bahawa terdapatkah satu undang yang menerangkan bahawa meletakkan kereta di kawasan bergaris kuning pada hari jumaat tidak bersalah?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Diskriminasi agama berlaku apabila seseorang atau kumpulan yang menganuti agama tertentu tidak diberi peluang mengamalkan ajaran agama mereka. Keadaan ini biasanya berlaku kepada penganut agama yang menjadi minoriti di dalam sesebuah negara. Contohnya di England, terdapat orang Islam yang dibuang kerja kerana menunaikan sembahyang pada waktu malam atau memakai tudung kepala. Di Perancis, perempuan Islam tidak dibenarkan bersekolah jika mereka memakai tudung kepala.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Selain diskriminasi yang dilakukan terhadap orang Islam, pengikut agama lain tidak ketinggalan menerima nasib yang sama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Walaupun Malaysia ialah sebuah Negara yang berbilang kaum, namun terdapat beberapa contoh yang benar betul berlaku di Negara kita. Kebelakangan ini, isu-isu tentang perselisihan antara&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kementerian Penerangan, Komunikasi &amp;amp; Kebudayaan dan Kementerian Kesihatan dalam penyakit Influenza H1N1 jenis A yang sentiasa dipaparkan di dada akhbar dan di kaca televisyen dan sering meniti bibir ke bibir. Kementerian Penerangan, Komunikasi &amp;amp; Kebudayaan menamakan penyakit&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Influenza H1N1 jenis A sebagai penyakit selesema babi ataupun selesema khinzir walaupun WHO telah menentukan nama penyakit tersebut sebagai penyakit Influenza H1N1 jenis A dan penyakit ini tidak berkaitan dengan memakan daging khinzir. Oleh kerana khinzir merupakan haiwan yang sensitif dalam Malaysia, oleh itu menamakan penyakit Influenza H1N1 jenis A sebagai penyakit selesema khinzir merupakan sebuah gerak-geri yang beransur diskriminasi agama. Ini telah menunjukkan bahawa orang Islam mempunyai diskriminasi ke atas orang Cina kerana mereka menganggap orang yang makan daging khinzir adalah berjangkit dengan penyakit tersebut walaupun itu bukan kebenarannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect the malays for eating HALAL and they didnt respect us,chinese and discriminate us for eating pork.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6344008086252815387?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6344008086252815387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6344008086252815387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6344008086252815387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6344008086252815387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/moral-studies-in-malaysia.html' title='Moral studies in malaysia.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3314776286444092379</id><published>2009-06-25T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:37:24.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>hey every one..&lt;br /&gt;some times i freel abit depress and had been like this lately. cos of studies. Man i am such a poor student.... i am also under probation this sem. that very very shitty. My parents also begin to pressure me alot also lately. Sometimes i really want to be the really really good students u know like some of my friends who are in the president list... but i dont think its possible and i dont event think i am the type of student like that.. i mean ths smart ones . guess i wont be able to be excelent in education. Haiz. today i had Quantum Machanics. Man was so damm disappointed when can't even understand whats happening. So i just went of the class and waited till it ends. Quantum Machanics is not like machanics man cos you can't even see whats happening in real life we only see them thru theories such as schrodinger's equation like that.. Guess i must add oil more this sem. By the way hanjun take care yea, ur a good friend of myne =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3314776286444092379?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3314776286444092379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3314776286444092379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3314776286444092379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3314776286444092379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1185524449390568045</id><published>2009-06-18T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:53:47.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia left me no REASON to stay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I risk myself from getting caught by the ISA but yet i still insist on writing this blog &lt;/span&gt;about the STUPID ,RETARDED, BRAINLESS Malaysia government. Malaysia is the ONE n ONLY unfair yet so called "Democratic" country in this world. Today i finally found out that Malays are still having a DEEP HATRED for we, Chineses since the May 13 incident.  I don't get why the hell those Malays are so vengeful towards the Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i drove my mum's car to UTAR. Everyone in UTAR knows that UTAR is poor, therefore we don't have any parking space to park our cars in the campus area. Therefore i decided to park my car at the area near to the playground in Taman Bunga Raya. I parked at the space between 2 houses. 1 of the houses is stayed by TAR students and the other 1 i assumed is stayed by malay. It's only 2 hour of class and i assumed that my car will be safe since i'm not parking at the yellow line and traffic police officers won't gimme a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i finished my 2 hour class, i thought that i can drive home and have a nice afternoon nap. All the sudden i found out that my car slanted to the left side. WTF, the both tires on the left side of my car were punctured. The MAIN TROUBLE is BOTH TIRES not ONE. Typically a car will only have 1 spare tire.I got panicked and call my coursemates for help. A girl stayed nearby told me not to park there anymore because i was not the first and only victim there. There were similiar incidents happened past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my coursemates arrived the scene, they looked around and found out that there were few cars that were having the same trouble as i m. Almost 8 to 10 cars that doesn't belong to the neighbourhood residents got 2 of their tires punctured.TBR is a malay housing estate and that MEANS tat all those cars that got their tires punctured belongs to the Chinese!! It was like a GENOCIDE of all chineses' cars that were parked at a MALAY AREA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lucky i am having a bunch of BEST CI coursemates cause they helped me to replace both punctured tires and i can save up a lot of money for not calling a tow-car. Too bad that the other 2 punctured car owners that were going home at the same time with me have to call for a tow. 1 of the car owner is a female. She was so helpless as she couldn't replace her tires by herself and don't have friends to help her so she had to call for a tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this called a mass vandalism towards Chinese properties?&lt;br /&gt;I went to the police station to report after i got back home and guess what they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PorkBRAIN Police : " Vandalisme ? U park di mana? "&lt;br /&gt;ME : " Taman Bunga Raya. Mereka melepaskan angin kepada dua tayar kereta saya. Dan juga beberapa kereta juga hadapi keadaan sama dengan saya. " &lt;br /&gt;PorkBRAIN Police : "Oh, TBR. Sekarang u nak report apa? Kamu Cina beli banyak Kereta buat apa? Kolej tak ada tempat park ke? kenapa nak park di tempat orang lain walaupun itu tempat AWAM. u park kereta mu di tempat orang dan u nak report orang rosak harta benda kamu? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i heard what that police said to me. i was truly disappointed with Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks to chung wei, wei huang, chin thye, vincent, yuen wei and LAI (helping me talking the bolts of the car, althou i can take them myself or put them on the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Without them, i think i will be crying at TBR alone NOW.. hoho..worth i belanja wei huang kfc..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1185524449390568045?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1185524449390568045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=1185524449390568045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1185524449390568045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1185524449390568045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/malaysia-left-me-no-reason-to-stay.html' title='Malaysia left me no REASON to stay..'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6341150433052229352</id><published>2009-06-12T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:05:08.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>男人的秘密</title><content type='html'>1. 男人在感情的王國裡，絕對是個昏君。女人只要肯奉承，他什麼都答應。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 男人都怕女人死纏爛打，但喜歡用同樣的方式對付沒追上的女人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 當有喜歡的女人在場時，男人會有如下表現：話多；顯得聰明些；比平日慷慨；會把話題扯到得意成就上；會刻意顯露平時少見的好心腸；多說一些自以為好笑的笑話引大家（其實主攻目標是那個她啦）發笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 男人希望身邊的女人明白：帶著同一個女人去所有地方，實在是一件很悶的事（或許女人也這樣覺得吧，只是不好意思說），所以和其他女人適度約會，是調劑和放鬆，完全可以沒有其他企圖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 男人不願聽心上人的舊戀情，因為一想到自己愛的人之前和其他男人有過肌膚之親，就難以忍受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 不少男人第一眼愛上女人的背後，其實隱藏著單純而不可告人的目的：第一眼看見她就想和她有肌膚之親。只是為了得到她們，他們吃力地陪她們先玩女人喜歡的浪漫遊戲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 人看到喜歡他的女人（就算他對她沒太大感覺）跟其他男人稍微熱情一點，即使是朋友般的擁抱或親吻，心裡也會不舒服，知道她被人追求更會妒忌，因為骨子裡男人不想輸給任何人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 女性較容易坦白心事，男人恰恰相反。遇到煩惱，他們找個別好友傾訴時，不會說得很完整，總會給自己留最後一點面子。男人的傾訴都是經過包裝或刻意切碎的，不讓一個人知道全部。這也是女人很難了解男人的原因——他們根本不想被人徹底了解。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 男人對女人的愛總是混合了生理衝動，親熱前他覺得女人什麼都好，之後卻可以無半點留戀，但為了不背負太多罪惡感，他們可以裝作溫柔地在事後繼續吐露纏綿的情話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 男人很容易愛上賣弄風情，看起來唾手可得的女人（恰恰這是最不受同性歡迎的女人），因為他覺得有更多機會觸摸。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6341150433052229352?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6341150433052229352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6341150433052229352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6341150433052229352'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4629635405619905216?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4629635405619905216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4629635405619905216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4629635405619905216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4629635405619905216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_12.html' title='爱情与友情'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7804704095962387177</id><published>2009-06-12T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:21:35.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>男人让女人心动</title><content type='html'>1: 保護&lt;br /&gt;走在熙熙攘攘的馬路口, 你突然順勢將她從左邊推到身體的右邊, 用魁梧的身軀為她擋住準備發動的汽車. 她驚喜難當. 如今的女人找老公, 絕非為一張長期飯票, 她們更需要擔當. 男人走路時將她護在裡面, 吃飯時替她擋住凜冽的冷氣, 俠客般地庇護能讓女人感動不已.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: 尊重&lt;br /&gt;你們還沒有到達親密無間的地步. 一同旅遊時, 她在座位上偷哭, 你悄悄拉上窗子關掉小燈, 讓她盡情發洩之時不會太過難堪. 她心情突然轉晴, 認定你是個可以信賴的人. 愛情固然重要, 但尊重女人的感受與尊嚴, 比盲目主觀地愛更重要.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: 擁抱&lt;br /&gt;每次說完再見, 你總要緊緊地將她抱在懷裡, 默默地凝視她的眼睛, 好像鬆開手就會觸到世界末日一般. 每每此時, 她總會心如鹿撞, 希望就這樣抱到天荒地老. 沒有欲望的擁抱是最動人的, 借用阿基米德的理論就是: 給我一個擁抱, 我就可以擁有你全部的愛.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: 愛屋及烏&lt;br /&gt;你在辦公室忙得滿頭都是汗, 她卻在和朋友談笑風生. 電話裡, 她說: “那群女人怪我沒買香蕉冰沙. ” 你二話不說, 放下手頭的工作打車去星巴克. 當你把香蕉冰沙送到一群女人面前, 她不僅覺得有面子, 而且覺得無比震撼. 真的愛她不一定非要愛上她屋頂上的烏鴉. 若男人把她的家人和朋友當自己人對待, 心感動之余, 女人也會採取行動, 和你的親朋不分彼此.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: 瑣碎&lt;br /&gt;吃飯前, 你搶先將竹筷子的碎屑刮乾淨;喝湯時, 他在一邊將她散開的長頭髮捋到耳後;蒸魚上桌後, 你又剔掉魚刺, 滿足地看著她大快朵頤. 朋友都說你瑣碎得像個老媽子, 她卻說你是世界上值得嫁的好男人. 歌裡唱: “愛要說, 愛要做. ”男人瑣碎的愛情行為, 滲透著媽媽般的無微不至, 女人如何不感動?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: 專注&lt;br /&gt;你們在圖書市場流連. 你突然在工具書架前駐足, 一絲不苟地搜尋一本電腦書, 認真的眼睛裡閃爍著智慧的光芒, 你不由得怦然心動. 很多女人喜歡看工作中的男人, 男人在工作時, 身上有股釘子般的“軸勁”, 引無數女人遐思: 要是把這份專注用來愛我該多好!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: 多心&lt;br /&gt;你們相約去水庫釣魚. 出門後, 你突然折回家拿一把太陽傘, 一言不發地遞到她懷裡, 她胸口一熱, 感動莫名. 男人的心眼太多不是件好事, 但是你們的關心可以多一點, 再多一點. 春天約會備把雨傘, 夏天約會準備驅蚊劑, 秋天帶支潤唇膏, 冬天備一條圍巾. 正是這種實惠的溫暖, 讓女人備感幸福.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: 記得&lt;br /&gt;她喜歡吃“可愛多”, 所以冰箱中從未缺貨. 突然有一天, 冰箱上有張你寫的便箋: “對不起親愛的, 巧克力味的可愛多賣完了, 今天你不妨試試草莓味. ”還沒吃雪糕, 她已心如灌蜜. 　　粗心大意的你常想不起自己的生日, 卻記得她的三圍尺寸, 記得她的月經週期, 記得她對芒果過敏. 男人之所以記得清楚, 是因為你對她念念不忘.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: 偷看&lt;br /&gt;你們牽著手在街上閒逛. 忽然之間, 你將她拽停, 伸手輕輕地將眼瞼下的一根睫毛撥開. 她頓感幸福. 撥走睫毛不過是彈指之間的小事, 卻充分說明你對她的注意力100%集中. 要不是你喜歡仔細地偷看她, 怎能發現剛跌落的一根細小睫毛?沒有一個女人, 能夠抵抗男人如此的“竊色”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: 老婆奴&lt;br /&gt;她洗澡時不小心劃傷了手, 你心疼地搶過她的內衣說: “手傷了別碰水, 以後要手洗的衣服都交給我. ” 後來你們熱戀, 結婚, 你仍舊每天親手為她洗內衣褲, 她驕傲地告訴閨密: “我嫁了個絕世好男人. ”男人持之以恆的勞動能打動女人. 趙敏的最後心願是希望張無忌為她描眉, 可見再潑辣的女人, 也渴望有個老婆奴&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7804704095962387177?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7804704095962387177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7804704095962387177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7804704095962387177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7804704095962387177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='男人让女人心动'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2587923305708942872</id><published>2009-06-12T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:39:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adelaide, here i come!</title><content type='html'>Dear Ang Mo Kia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Adelaide this year end!! (if accidents don't happen)&lt;br /&gt;i pass my environmental and i got freaked out with that stupid CHINA trip which only my parents went COZ of STUPID UTAR making our lives miserable by implementing flexi-course system!!!! i m not gonna waste my pasport for nothing for god's sake and i found out that u dun have to apply a visa to come to australia.. AND here i come baby!! gonna get LAID in Adelaide!! wakaka!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;the sexy architect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2587923305708942872?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2587923305708942872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2587923305708942872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2587923305708942872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2587923305708942872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/adelaide-here-i-come.html' title='Adelaide, here i come!'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7914813148007784158</id><published>2009-06-10T17:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:56:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Gear Season 12's finale</title><content type='html'>Asking stupid questions on a cloudy and cold Monday,&lt;div&gt;freezing the beauty within the black long straight hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The voice I could fall for, "How are you?","Hungry!",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile, the funny way she finished her chips for lunch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, I start to actually like Monday afternoon lectures,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There she was, with that quiet and pretty, yet tired eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's you, maybe it's not, or maybe you don't know me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess it's just a shadow, no more than an Indochinese shadow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanjun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7914813148007784158?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7914813148007784158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7914813148007784158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7914813148007784158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7914813148007784158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-gear-season-12s-finale.html' title='Top Gear Season 12&apos;s finale'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8793333887404412387</id><published>2009-06-01T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:09:01.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning i was cycling to campus from my house which is about 2km away. This is because my mom wasn't free to fetch me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man u know anot what happend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was going down the slope(infront KTAR) suddenly my bycycle lose balence.... it was damm fast u know at the slope. Then my breaks suddenly disfunction as the back one is totally spoil. I pannicked as i am going damm fast like shit... really swere to god that its so fast and i need to stop because at the front is a T-junction and its red light i scared to crash and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO I DIRECT MY BIKE TO CRASH THE DEVIDER INSTEAD TO CRASH THE FRONT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFTER TAHT I KNEW I WAS FLYING ADY... AND FLY TOWARDS THE ROAD. now my face and hand is damm bleeding. damm pain u know. When i enter the class, the lecture asked me wanna go to hospital anot. I said no need as i am not dead. but then after the class i went there myself... GOT an X-ray scan and showed that have minor fracture at the wirst. damm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342266472771530242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SiOLDW0GrgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VgHy40BoQ0E/s200/DSCN5473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my damm wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342266477962390642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SiOLDqJs7HI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gg_ErXTwJIU/s200/DSCN5474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A few fingers bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342266480931605250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SiOLD1NniwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vWK19DXyuuE/s200/DSCN5477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The bruses on my face. Sry for a dark picture. And my dark face( cos i cycled the whole day under the sun. Man i cycled and this save the world by reducing carbom footprint- see i am such a good person =.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was falling i tought i was going die ady. Landed ady feels so damm pain. After that i was thinking, OH GOD WHAT DID I DO WRONG?. i did so much to help and save ppl yesterday and u treated me like this.... sry... too sad ady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, its all my fault for speeding. Its even so pain just to type now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i end this post, i would like to advise u all to be careful on the road cos its really painful to be injured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8793333887404412387?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8793333887404412387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8793333887404412387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8793333887404412387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8793333887404412387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/06/accident.html' title='accident'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SiOLDW0GrgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VgHy40BoQ0E/s72-c/DSCN5473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7414596625466068832</id><published>2009-05-23T21:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:33:08.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Duty</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for leaving this blog for a time.&lt;br /&gt;This is solely because i will be free during semester breaks that is in the month of may and the end of the year where i guess there will be meaningful things that i could share(during study week is just about studies...studies...and studies) which i find its very common and less interesting as we all will go thru it everyday if we are students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys let me ask u a question... WHAT IS THE FASTEST MOVING CAR ON A BUSSY ROAD?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;......................................... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AMBULANCE CAR&lt;/span&gt;............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. just fooling around.Man, they go 120km/h at jalan pudu(near the pudu bus station) during peak hour at 6pm.But luckily with the siren on.. if not i think we also die ady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok recently i am on duty with the emergency department at ST. John Ambulance Hearquarters in jalan peel cheras. Its call EMAS( Emergency Medical Assistance Servise). This is because i had just pass my Advance First Aid(AFA) course... Man do u know how many first aid exams i need to go thru to get to this level. not 1,2 or 3....&lt;br /&gt;But 4 exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essential First Aid (EFA) :during form 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic First Aid (BFA) : during form 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-Basic First Aid (Re-BFA) :form 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance First Aid (AFA) equalvilant to Emergency Medical Techinition-Basic (EMT-B)&lt;br /&gt;:During foundation in UTAR where i meet hanjun tan, yee gang and sunchait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to qualify to the next level that is TTT-Train The Trainer course, i am on a 60 hours attachment with EMAS (above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce the cases in an ambulance job:&lt;br /&gt;there are 7:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Moving Vehicle Accident (MVA)&lt;br /&gt;2) Trauma (mutiple injury)&lt;br /&gt;3) CPR (heart failure)&lt;br /&gt;4) Disaster (worst case)&lt;br /&gt;5) Medical (previous illness)&lt;br /&gt;6) Transfer Patient (from hospital to home, rm 150 is charged)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 2 days of attachment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1st day:&lt;/span&gt; Transfer a paralized patien to the court at selayang cos to claim his insurance and let the court see his condiation the fee by us is givin by his lawyer.. u know y? cos the lawyer will be taking &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt; of his insurance claim... man ppl ady so poor and u lawyers are taking so much of his and drive away with mercidise benz. WTH. I heart normally its only 20-30%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2nd day:&lt;/span&gt; also transfrer case. An old disable stroke man feom HUKMto the green gate old folks home opposite pudu station called the green gate home.His son called us to transfer his 80 someing father as he is paralized and cant move. Erm guys normally for therse transfer cases is involving people who is paralized and can't event move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3rd day (22/5):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st case- an elderly lady who called 999 and asked for the ambulance.The hospital will then call EMAS and there we go. She is suffering form block attery to her kindney, half consious and screeming in pain. We send her to HUKM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd case- a mother who had privious backbone fracture who cant event move.. man we toke her from upastars of her house to our ambulance using our HANDS... man she screem so loud when she is being move. Sure its damm pain. Guess how long we toke to come to her?(normally its 9 minutes). we toke &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 hour&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Y SO DAMM LATE?&lt;/span&gt; cos we got the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wong address&lt;/span&gt; given by her children, so we look like and idiot entering KAMPUNG CHERAS MAS to find her house, we enven ask so much apeks(uncle in hokkian) at the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;me(in canto): &lt;em&gt;uncle ar lei ji dou it kho die ji mou&lt;/em&gt;?( showing him the call paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: &lt;em&gt;bei wo thai har ar&lt;/em&gt;.( talking to his other uncle friend about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle to his friends(in hokkien): &lt;em&gt;eeh itleh&lt;/em&gt; TAN(name of the casulaty) &lt;em&gt;nge zhe hokkian lang leh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: she doesn't stay in this kampung. Cos she isn't hokkien.(see how well kampung ppl know their neighbours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear good ppl pls give ambulance the correct address if not we cant find u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story. man just because of the wrong address we waisted 1 solid hour!!! man i even called back 5 times then only found it out. SHE EVEN SCOLD ME. BY THE TIME WE ARRIVE THERE SHE WILL BE DEAD( in&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ley lei tou ley we ke sei jo la&lt;/span&gt;) =( .&lt;/em&gt; walau can scold sumore. we went to another kampung to find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm- eating lunch. I ate chicken rice at a roadside stall... then i saw a chinese lady with a white eating beside me( guess they are couple). then suddenly a few chinese uncle came by&lt;br /&gt;u know what i heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in canto:&lt;br /&gt;1:"waa lei thai ngo khor thong yan mui gha bei guai lou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2:" song ma... kau chioung"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in english:&lt;br /&gt;1: see that chinese girl she is married to a white&lt;br /&gt;2: sure what... its nice... his one(dick) is long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. are western man dick is longer the ours?... u havent see mine yet. lol. just kidding... no offence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd case- road accident by a motourist. at jalan pudu. what happend is that he knocked onto a bus . NO. the bus knock onto his motor and he feel down and the bus tyre went across his left leg. Guess what happend.&lt;br /&gt;His whole leg is broken into pieces... not into pieces la actually.His leg is still intack with him. But he cant feel his feat anymore so i guess the entire leg is brokken. including all his nerve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SORRY FOR NOT POSTING ANY PICTURES!!! COS U DONT REALLY WANNA SEE IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last case of the day before i end my attachment at 10pm-&lt;br /&gt;a sister. not that sister la. I mean the missionary sister or nun. Ok, what happend is that this old sister had stroke and she had been living with stroke for a few years. So i guess that yesterday was the day the Loard had called her. another good harted sister who stays in her in their missionary home called us from HUKM to fetch her from here back to their missionary home named Convent Infant Jesus as she cant go any longer. This is to pay their last prayer for her in their house before she go. Its so sad dealing with this case.&lt;br /&gt;can u imegine i had to take off the oxygent mask when arriving at that home... god, after i take off it she will be having about 4 hours to live before she slowly pass away.... but then maybe its the only way as futhermore she is dying. so, the docter granted her last wish to pass away with the Lord and be surrounded by her friends and felow sisters.OK rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for that heart breaking thing... anyway we all will be old to and sure die one day. so friends take care of ur love ones and apprciate what u have. U may not be as successful or have any great acchivement in life but then even giving a sitting place to an old laddy is a good deed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, we dint charge her rm150 transfer fee as we really pitty her, futhermore its just a church, how can we ask the sinior sister to give us 150 in hand.I event said "erm miss, actually we don't charge money wan"&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN SHE TALKE MY HAND AND PUT A RED PACKET INTO MY HAND.&lt;br /&gt;so i toke it.So for this case we dint document it and kept it quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i went back home and made some tea before sleep thinking what i had did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i need to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk from house to Taman melati LRT&gt; masjid jamik STAR LRT&gt; Chan sau lin LRT&gt; walk 1km to Head Quaters.Then reverse again.RM8 transport + RM 6 food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its worth it when someone says thank you and give you a smile of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for 12 hours duty tomorow. GOD BLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY: Chang Yew Sheng ( DR Chang... lol, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hanjun&lt;/span&gt; gave me this name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7414596625466068832?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7414596625466068832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7414596625466068832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7414596625466068832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7414596625466068832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-duty.html' title='On Duty'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8426390565211284468</id><published>2009-05-16T19:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:19:39.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allineati uno Italiano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;An honour to someone I've met in class that always made my Wednesdays worth while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You smile, you always crossed those legs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we looked at each other and you laughed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your elegance at the far reaches of universe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holds untold stories and unknown mysteries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The artistic beauty and the seductive fragrance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the way from the Pearl of the orient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like being lost in humour and passion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with an offer of ice coffee during lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That fictional exotic overnight train journey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from Bombay then Calcutta to Shanghai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Painlessly, it was all made worth while,&lt;/div&gt;all'interno di tali piuttosto occhi marroni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Nothing more than a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Hanjun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8426390565211284468?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8426390565211284468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8426390565211284468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8426390565211284468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8426390565211284468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/05/allineati-uno-italiano.html' title='Allineati uno Italiano.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3092793975003120009</id><published>2009-05-05T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:31:31.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Queen.</title><content type='html'>At first, I thought she was just a typical blonde until that very day when I was early. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She smiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She turned and smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that killed Mr. Freeze for Batman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that cheered the sun out of that moody sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that stopped all the clocks and watches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that made flower blossom during this chilly autumn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that turned the snow queen into the fairest princess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that made me smile back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that Nat King Cole sang about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile that made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that smile of Georgia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is worthwhile when you just smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanjun.&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/3436233067956571025-3092793975003120009?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3092793975003120009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3092793975003120009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3092793975003120009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3092793975003120009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/05/snow-queen-by-hanjun.html' title='Snow Queen.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4987529219314927614</id><published>2009-04-10T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:36:44.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;If you are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;a loyal reader&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;of this blog&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;which I don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;think there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;is any. Al&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I want to&lt;/span&gt; do is apologize&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt; because no one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;is updating this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;blog. Just for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;your information, Lai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Shun Chiat is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;the owner of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; this blog. He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;started it. I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;invited a few&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;writer. Like me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the mysterious poet and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Yigang has his&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;own project and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;I don't ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt; too much from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;him. Chris, Lai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;and chang. Come&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;on!!! Sorry for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;not updating, don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;think anyone would&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;If you would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;to stop reading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;this blog for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;the rest of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;your life, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;would understand. Thanks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;for your patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt; all this while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;p/s - screw you, you supported, but not supporting. Look wtf is going on right now. No one is updating the blog. get it or not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;Thanks for the ride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE : I'll continue posting when I'm free. Please be patient. Pretty please. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3436233067956571025-4987529219314927614?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4987529219314927614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4987529219314927614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4987529219314927614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4987529219314927614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5291208836706636437</id><published>2009-03-19T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:56:36.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night futsal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030391.jpg?t=1237456221"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 524px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030391.jpg?t=1237456221" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I stand capturing your bronze look centuries later. Found some funny resources from the web. &lt;a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/19344/84/"&gt;Click, click, click&lt;/a&gt;. Oh, cold cold hands.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Captain Matthew Flinders, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5291208836706636437?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5291208836706636437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5291208836706636437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5291208836706636437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5291208836706636437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-night-futsal.html' title='Friday night futsal.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7154173801368662157</id><published>2009-03-14T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:50:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bond, James Bond.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://org102.zorpia.com/0/5140/32896657.3de88b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 140px;" src="http://org102.zorpia.com/0/5140/32896657.3de88b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next MI6 agent, Max Bond.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7154173801368662157?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7154173801368662157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7154173801368662157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7154173801368662157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7154173801368662157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/03/bond-james-bond.html' title='Bond, James Bond.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1273821498212458346</id><published>2009-03-09T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:31:54.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong from his words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030368.jpg?t=1236598040"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 318px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030368.jpg?t=1236598040" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got words from our buddy from Hong Kong. How seang, the brilliant, sick minded, nerdy, freak-out, little botak from penang who made it there last year. All the best. By the way, guys, if you can, try to make it to Adelaide with me. Come on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semaphore Jetty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1273821498212458346?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1273821498212458346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=1273821498212458346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1273821498212458346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1273821498212458346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/03/hong-kong-from-his-words.html' title='Hong Kong from his words.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3363342291115838644</id><published>2009-03-04T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:35:37.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>男生容易误解女生的行为</title><content type='html'>1 、殷勤回复你的每一条短信&lt;br /&gt;2、 有事情的时候总是第一个找你帮忙&lt;br /&gt;3 、对你的一举一动表现出极大的关注&lt;br /&gt;4 、喜欢像你展示她最真实的一面&lt;br /&gt;5 、最关键的是：看着你的时候总是含情脉脉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你一定觉得她是无可救药地爱上你了吧？&lt;br /&gt;你误会了!这可能说明她一点也不喜欢你!&lt;br /&gt;为什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1、 假如她爱你，她应当犹犹豫豫地回复你的每一条短信。&lt;br /&gt;假如她不假思索的迅速回复你，只能说明她其实并不在乎她的话语会给你留下怎样的印象，她只是不想让你感觉出她的不耐烦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2、 假如她爱你，她应当在没有事情的时候来找你帮忙。&lt;br /&gt;她会找一些无伤大雅的问题去缠着她所喜欢的人，这样既有了接近的借口，又不会显得自己很无知。 当她真的面对困惑，她会先去征求她朋友的意见，而不愿意让喜欢的人看出她的无知与脆弱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3、假如她爱你，她应当掩藏对你一举一动的关注。&lt;br /&gt;当女孩产生了爱的情感，就会同时产生羞涩的情感，她会热切地关注你的言谈举止、喜怒哀乐，同时又会羞于表达，总是欲言又止。如果她不吝惜表达对你的关注之情，那就说明她并不爱你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4、 假如她爱你，她应当像你掩饰她的缺点。&lt;br /&gt;男生可能更喜欢真实的女孩，可是女生却总是希望在心爱的男生面前表现出最完美 的一面。许多恋爱中的女孩都会作出可爱的举动，用小鸟依人来博得男孩的欢心。 如果她表现出难能可贵的爽朗、热情，显得特别的真诚，毫不矫情，那就说明她对你没意思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5、 最关键的是：总是含情脉脉地看着你。&lt;br /&gt;她会经常含情脉脉地偷窥你。如果她没有偷偷注视你，只在应该看着你的时候才含情脉脉，那就只能说明她有男朋友了，而那个男人不是你!打个比方：没有生过孩子的女人多半讨厌小孩子，就像没有爱过的女生多半对男生凶神恶煞；生过孩子的女人对别人家的孩子也会表现出极大的热情，就像有了bf的女生也会对别的男生温柔一点；可是妈妈们没事儿只会瞪着自家的孩子乐，谁会没事儿老看着人家的孩子呢？那个只有在不得不看着你的时候才含情脉脉的女生。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3363342291115838644?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3363342291115838644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3363342291115838644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3363342291115838644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3363342291115838644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_9964.html' title='男生容易误解女生的行为'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2418215888390244779</id><published>2009-03-04T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:28:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>星座</title><content type='html'>愛上白羊座&lt;br /&gt;白羊座不喜歡別人太過於主動，告白時用爽朗的口吻，或對他開玩笑聰明的引誘他開口。戀愛時白羊座的人容易在新鮮感消失時說分手，也千萬別讓他覺得你在支配他，這點也是他最受不了的一件事，絕對沒有人能夠支配他，他要的是挑戰與征服。最好自己製造機會讓他來接近你是最棒的。他容易對事物失去耐心，追求其他新鮮的刺激，隨著熱戀期的退燒，他的態度就有一百八十度的明顯轉變，這個偷吃不會擦嘴的星座，出軌的跡象太好找了。當出軌發生時他會義無反顧的投入，幾乎不顧你的感受，天真單純的他不擅長隱瞞，最適合的方式是據理力爭的和他小吵一架，吵架有助於和白羊座溝通。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上金牛座&lt;br /&gt;金牛座的人膽子小，但很重視承諾，他最欣賞理家的女人，多邀幾次他到你家吃你做的飯，然後進行告白。除非你嚴重的挑戰了他的傳統價值觀，造成他的困擾，他才會在不得已之下忍痛割愛。其實悶騷的金牛座一遇到對方有技巧的主動出擊，除非喜愛的類型與自己差距甚大，否則拒絕的機率是小之又小。心思細密的金牛座有可能瞒天過海，一直到事態非常嚴重了才有可能讓你知道。但是他們也會謹慎的考慮每個環節，並在心中有個先來後到，身為情人的你最好裝著沒事，就照日常生活作息一般，要若無其事的多給他身體的撫慰，擁抱、牽手、親吻，讓他感受情感中的甜蜜，不相信他不乖乖的回家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上雙子座&lt;br /&gt;對於他們來說告白最好能夠直接了當，不過動作要快，省得到時候有太多的競爭對手出現。雙子座喜歡聰明、有智慧、反應快的人，一旦讓他們覺得你反應不夠靈敏、不夠聰明，那麼他們有可能會對你失去興趣。一不注意他們就會和你談起某位新認識的朋友如何如何，到時候你就得小心了。感情生活中喜歡新鮮事物的雙子座，最容易見異思遷，偏偏世界上的帥哥美女又這麼多，你很難保證他一個不小心又會掉入另一個溫柔陷阱，當雙子座在感情上出軌時，你能使用的招數是以動制動，改變自己的生活與態度，調整自己和他說話的方式與口氣，讓他重新對你產生興趣才是最有效的辦法&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上巨蟹座&lt;br /&gt;要對容易害羞的巨蟹座告白，恐怕你得要認識他很久或當了很不錯的好朋友才不會把他嚇得落荒而逃，找個地方獨處然後很認真地留下幾滴眼淚，保證成功。當純情的他們對面左右為難的情網，會表現得特別傷春悲秋，先是感嘆事物多變化再感嘆人生無常，然後歇斯底里的和你算舊帳，這時候你最好得小心。絕大多數的巨蟹座保守的情感無法接受自己和第三者發生情感，即使第三者對他的吸引力強過他現在的情人，他仍然會再仔細考慮後委婉的拒絕那個人，當巨蟹座出現這樣的感情糾葛時，對情人的依賴心會增加，你必須提供給他更多的安全感，還有對未來的保障，有時候表現出你對他的小小依賴，也是有效方式。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上獅子座&lt;br /&gt;對於獅子座除了告白之外，最好還能多點快樂的氣氛，如果能夠安排幾個好朋友串通在一旁鼓動，然後你再面紅耳赤的告白，讓他成為團體中的主角最能讓他心動。他們很難容許自己做出對情人不忠的事情，那麼兩人之間最大的變數就在於受到別人引誘，加上你對他日漸冷淡，否則他們可是打死不變的。在曖昧戀情發生當中，他們會對情人更溫柔體貼，一反常態的對你特別好。雖然獅子眼中情人永遠是最好的，一旦自己出現了三角糾紛，他會快速理出頭緒，不論是選舊愛還是新歡，都會在最快的時間內搞定絕不拖泥帶水，這時利用淚水和舊情打動他，並激發他保護你的感覺，將會創造對你有利的狀況。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上處女座&lt;br /&gt;很多事情都能夠輕易的嚇壞處女座，所以告白時得小心些，多耍幾次嘴皮子讓他對你半信半疑，然後找一天約他到安靜的地方認真告白，在這樣的氛圍下才能讓他們相信；他們不會受到誘惑就要分手，而且他們常常開口說分手，分手的原因不在於他變心了，在於他沒有自信和你天長地久，讓人想賞他兩巴掌。出軌時他們無法快速而獨斷的做出決定，而且也無法快速的整理好自己紛亂的情緒，他們當然很想學學其他土象星座金牛或摩羯那樣的瞞天過海，不過個性毛躁的他們往往做不到，當他們變得陰陽怪異常常生氣時，出軌的機率不小。遇到這些狀況，你不如裝病裝苦，激發處女座照顧伴侶的天性，這可是百分百有效的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上天秤座&lt;br /&gt;他們最喜歡把人弄得糊裡糊塗，太快告白對他們來說就是太快結束，建議你有耐心的跟他保持距離也保持聯絡，卻又裝作只是朋友的樣子，等他急了，你就成功了一半；但他們的感情變數就在於另一方開始不貼心，而外面的誘惑又越來越大。想要跟他表白的話得先從朋友做起，讓他在不自覺中接受你的放電。一副事不關己的姿態，所以在分手前你一點警覺也沒有，如果他一陣子特別心花怒放，又在你對他好之後，表現情緒不佳，這絕對有鬼，擅長表面功夫的他們，即使在分手前都還是一副呵護你的樣子。天秤座的外遇事件，需要的是情人堅定的愛情與耐心，不是逼他作決定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上天蠍座&lt;br /&gt;他們喜歡認真的告白，千萬不可以表現出輕挑的態度，有機會找個安靜的夜晚，認真勇敢地開口告白吧，精心打扮加上刻意安排的氣氛將令他們難忘；感情變數真的很難說，多半的天蠍忠實；但對感情的品質要求很高；如果對方不斷的讓他失望，很難保不被三振出局，且天蠍的出軌你絕對查不到。他的出軌絕不是他要分手的理由，如果你要聽理由，那絕對會讓你很難過，因為他們把你的惡行惡狀及生活醜態都告訴你。更何況天蠍座要偷吃是絕不會讓你知道的，在大多數的狀況下，天蠍座還是不會輕易的離開原先的情人；但是他也很有可能拿這件事情來測試你對他的忠誠度，要怎麼怍那就看你的決定了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上射手座&lt;br /&gt;他們不喜歡痛苦悲傷，只喜歡歡笑，對他說和你一起出門真愉快，好過說我好害怕失去你，所以大膽的說出愉快的真心話吧。在情場上，射手是感情變數最大的一群，變動的火象星座常常有出人意表的決定，你可以和他分享他的自在、隨意快樂的戀愛；但是一想定下來，想要跟他談安全感時，絕對要不到。這個星座的表現直接，見異思遷或是感覺冷淡時，約會、電話的次數都會明顯下滑，手機常常關機留言也很晚才回，反正你們聯絡的次數越少，距離分手的時間就越近。遇到出軌的射手座你只能拖時間，這時他不一定有勇氣面對舊情人，他們遇到時的解決方式幾乎都是逃避，會厚著臉皮回來算你撿到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上摩羯座&lt;br /&gt;他們總是木頭一根，你怎麼明示暗示他就是不懂；但時間久了，不用妳說他也知道妳是你的人，這時候要他說清楚講明白，也不晚。摩羯座容易壓抑自我的個性，還有年輕的摩羯座對感情的陌生，都需要時間的磨練，最大的變數就在於他們對自己沒有信心，克服之後才能讓他們在感情生活上有良好的表現。摩羯座在情人面前不擅撒謊，唯一能做的是什麼都不說，在事情被揭穿前很有可能一點消息都不走漏，出軌時的跡象，就是常常若有所思，他的工作忙碌總會讓妳找不出他哪有時間出軌。自己發生外遇時，會在偷吃完畢後把嘴巴擦乾淨，他很少維持長久的外遇關係，膽小的他們沒那個膽量承受戀情曝光的壓力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上水瓶座&lt;br /&gt;別龜龜毛毛、拖拖拉拉，遇到到水瓶喜歡就要說，水瓶最怕的就是曖昧不明的關係；但是水瓶對別人的新鮮感與好奇心往往是感情的最大殺傷力，一旦他覺得你不夠新鮮有趣他就想分手，他們追求自我的生活，所以萬一感情生變，他們會不留戀的逃離。並在下一段感情找到自己所欠缺的部份，挽回機率少之又少。受到理性控制，幾乎完全沒有情緒的他們，要不要說出秘密只是他想不想說而已，對於這樣的人，當他開始消失不聯絡，又常常提到某位新朋友，出軌跡象就很明顯了。無論你費多大苦心也沒有辦法掌握，唯一能做的就是放他一個人想想，你的任何動作都會造成水瓶座情緒的反彈，主動放手或許還有復和的機會&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上雙魚座&lt;br /&gt;模擬一切浪漫的電影情節，那怕是騙他的，只要讓他覺得夠浪漫，那麼你的告白就成功了一半。他們的感情變數太大，因為他們可以隨時愛上任何人，雙魚三天兩頭就會對路人動情，或是任何人對他好，他就神魂顛倒。在感情上雙魚座的人特別容易受人誘惑，別人只要設好圈套，他便會乖乖的往裡面跳。他知道人心有多險惡；但是他不願意這樣想，於是一樁感情倫理大悲劇又要開始上演，通常面對這一類感情糾葛時，他會先說謊，不過說謊的技巧太差又留下太多證據。雙魚座面對出軌的優柔寡斷，會讓情人氣得七竅生煙，他通常會六神無主的不知道該怎麼辦，這時你最好主動出擊，用溫柔的氣氛引導他回頭 。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2418215888390244779?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2418215888390244779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2418215888390244779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2418215888390244779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2418215888390244779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_04.html' title='星座'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3303168974560799230</id><published>2009-03-04T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:11:28.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>男性有所不知</title><content type='html'>1. 有些男生从来不帮女生口交，但却会要女生帮他吹， 或是会舔一下，舔湿就好，甚至是吐口水在手上，把他抹在妹妹上，然后湿了就插进去，拜托，那个湿是口水湿，而不是女孩子自然分泌的爱液，太不体贴了。这种就算抽插很久女生也很难有感觉，第一心理上就不舒服了，第二阴蒂没有稍微刺激一下，阴道的敏感度不够。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 　若是光用阴茎抽插，女生是永远不会高潮的，最好的方法是，一边抽插，一边用手摩插她的阴核，后后在她快要高潮时加快速度，过一会她将不再需要你的手，因为己经高潮了，就不要再摩插阴核，否则她只是会痛苦而已&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 用舌头黏她的阴核，黏的方法就有点技巧，教一个最好的，从阴道口往上黏到阴核，因为阴道口也会有感觉，但若是要让她高潮，就要把舌头转移集中攻集阴核(轻重请自行拿定)。舔阴蒂的方式，不要直接舔下去，如果女生一开始就直接把包皮拉下来，舔马眼，很多男生会哀嚎吧!一样的，太敏感了。所以先舔阴蒂的左右，间中扫过阴蒂，小心牙齿，或是含一点口水，整个嘴唇覆盖在阴蒂，用湿润的嘴唇像鱼一样开关闭合，或用舌头按住阴蒂，一压一压的，不要用舌尖，用舌腹放松来舔弄(因为我只能感觉，有实地操作经验的男性请分享)，规律的上下摩擦阴蒂的两侧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 如果手有空，请爱抚乳房，或是拿出两指神功，但两指插入之前，请先用一只手指头让阴道习惯。女生最喜欢，男生一边舔一边将手指头在阴道里搅动，像打蛋机一样。或是手掌朝向，做脚踏车运动，刺激G点。G点的敏感度，超乎想象，请男生要调整手指的力度。当阴蒂被挑起感觉时，整个阴道口都会敏感起来，这时可以降低刺激，免得女生受不了，将手掌覆盖在阴道口，震动。或是拿小弟弟在洞口摩擦，尤其是男生快出来时，拔出来就可以这样弄，不会让女生觉得你快出来了，又能让女生很舒服。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 很多人说，女生会叫停，大部分的女生在高潮时会想尿尿，或是做完后会去尿尿。他们没办法撑过那个过份敏感的感觉，或者觉得自己是想尿尿而压抑着。这种感觉可能就像是男生勃起想尿却尿不出来。那种感觉对于承受不起的人来说，可能会不太舒服，就好向有的男生做完之后碰小弟弟，会痛，有的不会。所以女生太刺激的时候喊停，可是停的时候，可以只是停止抽插，这时不要再弄阴蒂了，会不舒服的，但阴道口是可以的。还有乳房的G点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 男生想射不见得忍的住但说一声，会让女生觉得比较有参与感，而不是只是泄欲的容器吧女生喜欢男生射之前，会说我要射了，你要跟我一起高潮我要把满满的精子送给你。这让女生非常的亢奋，记得不管女生在多兴奋的情况下说可以射在里面，都不可以，除非他在安全期，尊重和平等对待是两个人关系的基础，也是下一次完美性爱的契机。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3303168974560799230?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3303168974560799230/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2120434803584670129</id><published>2009-03-01T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:47:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is still worth while if you just smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030371.jpg?t=1235907376"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 521px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030371.jpg?t=1235907376" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love is when I see my parents share their every meal and never keeping any extra scoop for themselves especially it's their favourite. A minute of silence for the ones who fought bravely and courageously. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semaphore beach WWII memorial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2120434803584670129?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2120434803584670129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2120434803584670129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2120434803584670129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2120434803584670129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-still-worth-while-if-you-just.html' title='Life is still worth while if you just smile.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7764614863126135918</id><published>2009-02-28T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:37:37.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030394.jpg?t=1235827904"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 268px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030394.jpg?t=1235827904" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Minutes after midnight. Where are you? Here I am with the guys from college. Have a good day, pancakes, waffles and honey.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mawson Lakes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7764614863126135918?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7764614863126135918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7764614863126135918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7764614863126135918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7764614863126135918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/02/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the wind.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5021609572863172024</id><published>2009-02-27T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:56:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An ocean away from you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030404.jpg?t=1235731423"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 524px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030404.jpg?t=1235731423" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes we travel a million miles just to find something for our lonely heart but we didn't realise it is just a few mega bytes away. God save the king.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;King Edward VII memorial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5021609572863172024?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5021609572863172024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5021609572863172024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5021609572863172024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5021609572863172024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/02/ocean-away-from-you.html' title='An ocean away from you.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7772570495585825856</id><published>2009-02-26T17:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:30:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long way from home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030399.jpg?t=1235647711"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height:524px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030399.jpg?t=1235647711" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture tells a thousand words. It might cheer you up too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salisbury Highway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;br /&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/3436233067956571025-7772570495585825856?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7772570495585825856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7772570495585825856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7772570495585825856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7772570495585825856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-way-from-home.html' title='Long way from home.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6036266330363885006</id><published>2009-02-24T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:47:06.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adelaide'/><title type='text'>engineering, starfruit yogurt and the surf board.</title><content type='html'>One of the many things I still cannot get used to in Adelaide is :&lt;div&gt;1. people here walk super fast. I was with this Australian dude and we were chatting as we were walking towards the train station and he walks very fast. I got a hard time catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The weather sometimes is pretty cold here, for instance today, 24th Feb 09, morning was like 12 degrees C. Unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Here you can see wild life everywhere, say even the pond near my house, there is a bunch of ducks and even a pelican.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Shops, restaurant and malls closes at 5 in the evening the latest. I still cannot get a hang of it. I am bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Limited broadband. WTF? I only have access to 4Gb a month which cost about 50 Aus $ per month. My university only provide up to 1Gb a year. Even more WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The people's accent. The mat salleh sometimes do speak with a super hard to understand accent. I once called the Optus help line and I couldn't even understand what were they talking. Maybe outsourced Indians on the line? or is it just me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. The flies are irritating me always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. The nearest supermarket to the place I am living which is Mawson Lakes, is around 20 km away. It's in Elizabeth. Adelaide city is pretty small with only 1 street of shopping mall, Rundle Mall of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, there are a lot of things which are beautiful, efficient and interesting. If any of you guys wanna come find me, please do so. Trust me, it's worth the trip. Australia is some place special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers mate (that's what the aussie love to say),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6036266330363885006?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6036266330363885006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6036266330363885006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6036266330363885006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6036266330363885006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/02/engineering-starfruit-yogurt-and-surf.html' title='engineering, starfruit yogurt and the surf board.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7959229150512154299</id><published>2009-02-18T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:36:15.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>搞笑</title><content type='html'>1. 有一个花花公子，因为玩的太凶了，结果那个就生病了，连续看了好几个西医医生，都告诉他那个不行了，一定得切掉，那花花公子怎舍得呢？就跑去看中医，医生看了看，说：“虽然太晚了，嗯，不过没关系！” “真的吗？可是我看了好多西医都说一定要切掉。”&lt;br /&gt;医生道：“唉！西医就是这样，动不动就要切东西，这瓶药你拿去，每天涂三次，要不了多久，它就会自己掉下来的！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 有个漂亮的单身女警因为怕一个人独居太危险，所以养了一只凶恶的狗防身。有一天，当这位美丽的女警正在洗澡时，窄小的公寓突然发生火警，女警匆匆披上浴巾逃出火场，可是没穿内裤又觉得很不好意思，于是女警就把大狗叫过来，让狗闻一闻她的下体，希望狗能依著她的味道，回房里叼一件内裤出来。这只狗的鼻子的确不错，只见它不畏漫天大火，左去右回三十秒，相当迅速地叼来女警挂在衣橱里最粗最长的那根警棍。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 在酒吧里，一个性感美女在吧台边坐了下来，摆出撩人的姿势。&lt;br /&gt;酒保走过来，问她要点什么，她勾一勾食指，示意酒保靠近她，然后双手捧著酒保的脸，一边抚摸，一面用性感的声音说：“你是这里的经理吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“不是。”酒保回答。&lt;br /&gt;美女把手伸到酒保的头发里问：“那你可以帮我把经理叫来吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“恐怕不行！”酒保说：“有什么我可以效劳的吗？”&lt;br /&gt;美女把手指伸到酒保的嘴唇上，酒保开始温柔地吸吮她的手指。&lt;br /&gt;十根手指都吸吮一遍之后，美女继续说：“那请你帮我告诉你们经理，女厕里的卫生纸用完了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 一壮汉阴囊疼痛，去医院看病。值班大夫是一年青姑娘，&lt;br /&gt;问他：“你哪儿不舒服？”&lt;br /&gt;壮汉：“蛋疼！”&lt;br /&gt;大夫：“睾丸疼？”&lt;br /&gt;壮汉：“不光是搞完以后疼，不搞也疼！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 话说... 我与一位好朋友去看电影.. 正在排队买票,有一位陌生男子向我们走了过来..&lt;br /&gt;他表明了他的来意..... 他说:小姐对不起,我跟我女朋友约好了, 可是我迟到了,你能不能让我插队买票? 这时候的我当然不肯啊...&lt;br /&gt;他只好再跟前面的小姐请求....小姐,你能不能让我“&lt;br /&gt;插”一下,我很急的....那小姐一囗就答应了, 可是,小姐又补充了一句..........“你只能插我後面,不能插我前面哦....”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 一天某男子来到一家小诊所,对医生说:我的左睾丸变绿了!医生听了后,将他的睾丸仔细检查后说:生理卫生没做好,细菌感染,切除!&lt;br /&gt;在切除左睾丸切除后一个月,男子又来到了诊所:医生,这个月来我天天注意卫生,可右睾丸还是变绿了!医生:细菌感染!再次切除!&lt;br /&gt;又一个月过去了,轮到男子中间那玩意遭殃了,他这次没去小诊所,而是到了一个正规医院,医院的金牌老医师推了推眼镜,慢斯条理的说:根据我多年的经验来看,这是内裤掉色了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 女人结婚有什么用？&lt;br /&gt;答案是：“有个鸟用”&lt;br /&gt;那男人为什么要离婚呢？&lt;br /&gt;“因为不想干了！”&lt;br /&gt;同性恋结婚有什么用？&lt;br /&gt;答案是：“有个屁用”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 在一个寒冷的冬夜，三个无家可归的流浪汉挤在一起取暖，早上醒来后，左边的人说：“我梦见有人抓住了我的阴茎。”&lt;br /&gt;右边的人说：“我也梦见有人抓我的阴茎。”&lt;br /&gt;中间的人说：“我梦到我在滑雪耶。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 一个美丽的上午，天空晴朗无比，可是一个农夫醉熏熏地坐在门口，失魂落魄地。&lt;br /&gt;一个过路人好奇地上前问道：老乡，今天天气这么好，你怎么不去享受，反而在这里喝闷酒啊。&lt;br /&gt;农夫回答：哎，一些事情，你永远无法解释。&lt;br /&gt;过路人：发生什么不幸了？&lt;br /&gt;农夫：今天我在挤牛奶，刚好挤了一捅，奶牛用左脚把通踢翻。&lt;br /&gt;过路人：是挺倒霉的，但是还不至于啊。&lt;br /&gt;农夫：哎，一些事情，你永远无法解释。&lt;br /&gt;过路人：那接着呢？&lt;br /&gt;农夫：我用绳子把她左腿绑在了柱子上接着挤，结果刚好一桶接满，她又用右腿把桶踢翻了。&lt;br /&gt;过路人哈哈大笑又问到：然后呢？&lt;br /&gt;农夫：哎，一些事情，你永远无法解释。&lt;br /&gt;我把她右腿绑到了另外一根柱子上了，结果刚好接满一桶，她又用尾巴把桶扫倒了。&lt;br /&gt;过路人：是够倒霉的。算了，不要难过了。&lt;br /&gt;农夫：哎，一些事情，你永远无法解释。&lt;br /&gt;过路人：还有什么？！&lt;br /&gt;农夫：这回我没绳子了，就计划用皮带把她尾巴绑到柱子上。我把皮带抽出来，把她尾巴抓起来。&lt;br /&gt;这时，我的裤子掉了，正巧我女朋友进来了……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 一个男的和一个女的在吵架，全班的同学都在看，那个男的明显地被那个女的骂的一塌呼渡，最后挨了10来分钟的骂，那个男的突然说；你当我妈不？&lt;br /&gt;女的：那你叫我啊&lt;br /&gt;男的：妈&lt;br /&gt;女的：怎么了&lt;br /&gt;男的：妈&lt;br /&gt;女的：儿子，你想干什么？&lt;br /&gt;男的：妈，我要吃10分钟的奶了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7959229150512154299?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7959229150512154299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7959229150512154299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7959229150512154299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7959229150512154299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_18.html' title='搞笑'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2803709801769442584</id><published>2009-02-13T15:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:51:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur, Singapore and Adelaide</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did arrive in Adelaide. It was 8 in the morning just now when I met the family that I suppose to live with. It was pretty chilly. The sun is bright and strong. The part about flying is when you're lost in Terminal one in Singapore. So, finally I got on board on QF 82 to Adelaide. The flight was almost full. When I was in the plane, I managed to talk to this mat salleh who just got back from London, heading home. I told him, I am from Malaysia. One of the only things he loved about Malaysia, is Roti Canai. Unbelievable. He claimed that once, when he was in Singapore, he drove all the way up to the border of Johor Bharu just to have Roti Canai. He said, I love Roti Canai with Telur. His exact words. Through-out the journey, the turbulence made me very dizzy plus I was really hungry as I didn't have any Singaporean Dollar with me. Around 4 am Hong Kong time, the air stewardess woke me up for breakfast. I arrived at Adelaide at 8am local time. Like I said, it is cold and it's only summer now. I wonder how am I going to cope during winter. A few things I realised in Australia, is there is no ceiling fan indoor, there are no locks on door except the toilet and football are for girls.( I walked into a football shop and I saw girls talking about the boots they are going to buy)&lt;div&gt;It's 6pm in Adelaide now. The shops in the shopping mall closed by 4pm. Shocking. I think I am going for a walk. Everything here seems so different. I cannot understand some of their accent. Here I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The view from here is better with you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 501px;" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww192/hanjuntan/Australia%20Welcoming/P1030362.jpg?t=1234522137" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still here, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1749185031462921291</id><published>2009-02-10T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:37:57.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情人节短信</title><content type='html'>手机可以挂在脖子上当项链，可以放在眼前当相机，还会有谁那么老土不知道手机也能调情？情人节到了，别忘记你的手机可能就是你手中非凡的武器，给暗恋的人发去丘比特的箭，给天天见面的爱人发去平时难以启口的情话，或者给好朋友发去足以让他惦记一个月的匿名情书……我们制造了这么多甜言蜜语或是情话炮弹，酸甜苦辣随你挑，给他(她)发个短信吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 你的过去我来不及参与，你的未来我不会再错过！真诚之中，与你相识相知；灵犀之间，与你朝夕相伴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 看到你，我怕触电；看不到你，我需要充电；如果没有你，我想我会断电。爱你是我的职业，想你是我的事业，抱你是我的特长，吻你是我的专业！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  好想做你的手机，揣在你怀里，捧在你手里，看在你眼里，记在你心里！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 宝贝：最近我牙齿痛，因为常常晚上想你，那感觉太甜蜜了，会蛀牙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 世间本无沙漠，我每想你一次，上帝就落下一粒沙，从此便有了撒哈拉！这世界本来没有海，只因为我每想你一次，上帝就掉下一滴眼泪，于是就有了太平洋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 如果爱你是一种错误的话，那我情愿错上加错，哪怕错一辈子！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 鱼对水说：你看不见我的眼泪，因为我在水里。水说：我能感觉到你的眼泪，因为你在我心里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 原谅我将你的手机号码告诉了一个陌生人，他叫丘比特，他要帮我告诉你；我心喜欢你，我心在乎你，我心等待你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 有一种默契叫做心照不宣，有一种感觉叫做妙不可言，有一种幸福叫做有你相伴，有一个白痴会把它看完。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 读它你欠我一个拥抱；删除它欠我一个吻；储存它欠我一个约会；如回复你欠我全部；如不回你就是我的。选择！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 泥是窝的嘴矮！泥是窝的蒙香！窝深情地看着泥！窝要对泥说，窝矮泥！(请大声朗读)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 你的照片放在我的办公桌上，清晨看着你，上午看着你，中午看着你，下午看着你，傍晚看着你，晚上看着你。“咕噜咕噜，老婆，什么时候开饭呀？”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1749185031462921291?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1749185031462921291/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1676431992790454817</id><published>2009-02-07T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:24:14.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>让男生兴奋的举动</title><content type='html'>1. 拨头发&lt;br /&gt;拨动头发，散发出迷人的发香，好像闻到迷魂散，可以让所有男人魂飞魄散，很多女人自然的会有这个小动作，无心之失惹得男人心花怒放，真是sorry啰！&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“拨弄头发的感觉很自然、优雅，给人无限的想像空间。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 双腿交叉坐姿&lt;br /&gt;看到女人双腿交叉最易引人遐想，尤其是穿着短裙的时候，坐在对座的人都很期待看到交换交叉双腿的那一刻。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“女生的坐姿很重要，这样的坐姿最优雅，所以最性感。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 站着穿鞋&lt;br /&gt;站着穿鞋时单脚着地，自然站得不稳，摇摇欲坠的，会让男人想去扶一把。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“女生站着穿鞋，可以展现出优美的线条。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 吃水果&lt;br /&gt;女人吃水果舌头自然伸出，性感得不得了。尤其是吃樱桃的时候，舌尖轻轻抵触，肯定让人血脉贲张。想要讨好男人，下次将整个食物尽可能慢慢放进口中，一定让男人当场下跪。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“吃水果的时候嘴型很性感，会让人想要亲一下。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 按摩小腿&lt;br /&gt;这个动作大家都会做，在办公室中女同事若按摩小腿最性感，玉手不停的抚摸小腿，令男人血脉沸腾。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“女人按摩腿时，会让人的注意力都集中在美腿，很性感。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 女人伸懒腰&lt;br /&gt;女人伸懒腰，慵懒的感觉就像小猫，让人想要抱抱，而且伸懒腰可以自然地展现出女人身体的线条，胸部凸出，男人即死。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“因为，慵懒的体态让人觉得很舒服。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 女人调整肩带&lt;br /&gt;女人调整肩带，在男人的眼中就似当着他的面宽衣解带，自然期待着妳的另一边肩带也一起滑落，最容易引起男人的性幻想。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“从来没看过有人当众这样做，我只看过我妈的内衣，所以，我觉得这样很容易让人胡思乱想，哈！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 吃冰淇淋&lt;br /&gt;看到女人用舌头顺着甜筒的形状，慢慢地由下舔到上，保证所有男人把持不住。以后吃冰淇淋的时候请注意一下自己的吃相，不然可是会让男人眼睛吃冰淇淋咧！&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“吃冰的甜美表情很有吸引力。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 穿迷你裙上楼梯&lt;br /&gt;上楼梯时前面走着一位穿著迷你裙的妹妺，相信所有的男人都希望可以走得慢一点，永远不要到楼梯的尽头，人类偷窥的本能自然而然就会表现出来。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“上楼的时候如果前面有一个穿迷你裙的妹妹，在后面的就会想要弯下腰去看个究竟，如果看到小裤裤，就真的赚到了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 用舌头舔嘴唇&lt;br /&gt;通常做出这个动作，就是直接在挑逗对手的时候了，男人看到肯定飘飘然。&lt;br /&gt;男人语录：“女人如果当着我的面做这个动作，我会觉得她根本就在邀请我。”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5568454556817367586</id><published>2009-01-31T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:49:36.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY...</title><content type='html'>It's Chinese New Year. What plans do you have? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Balik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kampung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kah&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to your home town? Not boring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;So do I. Every year it's the same, that is I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;balik&lt;/span&gt; to my hometown because I'm local, KL people, instead, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;balik&lt;/span&gt; my Dad's hometown, and stayed for 4 D 3 N. Honestly, I don't really like my Dad's hometown. I hate to go back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I see my friends, their relationship with their cousin is like the gap between the fingers, where as mine is just like the distance between the elephant nose and it's ass. Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying here is, is not the distance problem, is the "distance" problem. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I guess you understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year is the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; year. Well, I didn't drink and vomit on the floor, not like Shun Chiat. I didn't do anything wrong. It's just that my cousins (5 yr old &amp;amp; 10 yr old) said: "这个ko ko 很 lengzai..." (100% real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mom asked them :" 你爸爸 lengzai 还是 这个ko ko lengzai？"&lt;br /&gt;then they pointed at me... after that every body laughed at you. You embarrased anot???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahliao I really kena ZA DAO...炸到 跟烧猪一样咯...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing was my mom added : " 小孩子不讲骗话..." the laughters even louder...&lt;br /&gt;LOL la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But currently I don't have the criminals' face lo... if got i sure post liao...&lt;br /&gt;I would say they are charming and cute la... and there's a sentence, after I heard it, I nearly fainted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ko ko,长大了 我要嫁给你..." 我当时被吓得屁滚尿流 ar.... 米田共 都被吓出来...it's totally ridiculous and seems to be absurd looo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its kinda funny lar... just that you lose face only... at that scene... hahaand I felt that this year, the time I spent at my Dad's hometown is faster than I thought. Eventhough is 4D 3N, (last year was 3D2N), not even a single word my other cousins spoke to me. They treated me like strangers and alienated us. Come on man, WTF ??? This year is the worst year... Even my 大伯娘 oso like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because of my grandma, who is ill, lying on the bed... She claimed that pain here pain there... so she didn't moved an inch... She moved and got up from bed just to eat and bath... What a pain in the ass... why I said so? Because last time we noticed that she was doing that just to catch our attentions... And now, we really dono lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, there are so many problems here, and we hired 2 maids just for her to do her daily routine lo... and my cousins who were staying under the same roof with her (banglo) didn't even talk to her... Really wtf la... 没饮水思源, when they were young, my grandma took good care of her and now they didn't even talk to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really envy and jealous my friends. Their relationship with their relatives are so close man... Luckily maternal grandma is good and I love my maternal relatives, and it's totally opposite if is paternal's side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve just visited 2 friends, Peat Ming and Kah Yee. Planning to go more lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz this year Where Is DOMINIC???I wan get BIG angpow... Dominic-missing....&lt;br /&gt;So dear readers, are you kind enough to have me visit you in the remaining 9 days???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5568454556817367586?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5568454556817367586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5568454556817367586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5568454556817367586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5568454556817367586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY...'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8751044992205860202</id><published>2009-01-22T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:48:19.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay-Lusaac's Law, Charles's Law &amp; Boyle's Law.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eE_JIRx9sik&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eE_JIRx9sik&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how Jeremy Clarkson thrashed the perodua Kelisa and listen to his description. Damn funny. Sorry, Kelisa, maybe you just not good enough for British standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing my touch,&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8751044992205860202?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8751044992205860202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8751044992205860202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8751044992205860202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8751044992205860202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/01/gay-lusaacs-law-charless-law-boyles-law.html' title='Gay-Lusaac&apos;s Law, Charles&apos;s Law &amp; Boyle&apos;s Law.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7135291429407429650</id><published>2009-01-17T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:29:29.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness and sorrow</title><content type='html'>Depression, sadness and sorrow, that pierce through my skin, sank deep into my blood and reach my bone. Nothing can describe it. Nothing can cure it. The wound left cannot be recuperated by itself. What accompanies me are lies, fake cares, all are fakes, fakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these already able to take me to hell. Always think of why I can't? Why? No matter how hard I tried, there must be people faster than me. And I will never reach her, my feelings will never reach her. Although our distance now is few meters away, but it seems like hundred-years-of-light... indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My message, was useless, everything... Hardly get close to her, its jus like she is surrounding by spikes, that keep me a distance with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所谓 “东家不打 打西家咯" Aim another redi, but my friends said occupied too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7135291429407429650?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7135291429407429650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7135291429407429650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7135291429407429650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7135291429407429650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/01/sadness-and-sorrow.html' title='Sadness and sorrow'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-861560923124068812</id><published>2009-01-11T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:01:38.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time in Subang Jaya, there live a boy name Yi Gang. He is an innocent boy and now he managed to further his study in UTAR, which so happen is not his choice. Mostly was his father influence, so he was forced to study in UTAR. Initially he felt that UTAR is just a normal university, just a shelter other than his sweet home. His secondary school was just a nightmare, the worst nightmare for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     That time, the life was full of cunning plans, deception in the school, where everyone look down at him, its lifeless, and he was almost helpless. After SPM, he went to UTAR. A wonderful place where he learned a game called DoTA, as well as CStrike. Most of the time he spent there was with his friendly and helpful friends. Some friends are too kind and some are too stupid. Perhaps they'd never undergo deceptions. And that boy knew that very well, and sometimes, he even make jokes about them, real bad jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      He managed to make friends, those friends which is reliable, and willing to lend you their hands, although some aren't. He remembered a childish scene, a scene where he stand on the stairs of KTAR, pointing his finger upwards, to where the KTARian Girls are. And obediently, his friends followed to where his finger pointed to. To their amazement, they were neither faint nor scared, instead, they were nearly nose-bleed since it was a wonderful and gorgeous view for guys. A view which was like a sky-full of strawberry patterns pantixx. ( I know U get what I meant ) They were more to glad or happy to see those stuff, and thanks to him, they managed to see it without any other suspicious behaviours or position to view it. Only those witness can really imagine what happened. So please consult them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      This is what you call friends, "got happiness share together, got burden block together". As you can see, that boy willing to share his happiness with his friends. Indeed, Yi Gang is very different compared to Shun Chiat in any aspect. Unlike Shun Chiat, Yi Gang will share happiness. However Shun Chiat will only share burden with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       And now he kept dreaming about 2 girls whom he met in Setapak, KTAR and UTAR. However, the UTAR girl comes first, follow by KTAR. That UTAR girl is definitely pretty but less ppl kao. But the KTAR one, I'm not aware of that. He didn't really know whether the UTAR one has any BF. This applies to KTAR one too. Both height are almost same. The only differences are KTAR one english is much more worse and UTAR one is active in activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Yi Gang spoke to the KTAR one, but he never spoke to UTAR one. He has more good feelings toward the UTAR one. What would and should Yi Gang do? Any replies and comments are welcomed to assist this poor kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-861560923124068812?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/861560923124068812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=861560923124068812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/861560923124068812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/861560923124068812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8040465554200833288</id><published>2008-12-30T10:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:49:48.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impulse Momentum, Conservation of energy &amp; f=ma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adrianhoe.com/adrianhoe/images/blog/2008/advertorial.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 250px;" src="http://adrianhoe.com/adrianhoe/images/blog/2008/advertorial.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Can you imagine if your English is that poor, how can you manage to find a job in the future? The standard of English is too poor for a country that teaches English in elemeantary classes. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://adrianhoe.com/adrianhoe/images/blog/2008/advertorial.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; for the article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;By the way, my friends, it's been official. I'll be leaving this 12th of February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;12th of February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;leaving Malaysia for Singapore at 7.30pm. Taking off from Changi at 10.15 pm and arriving in Adelaide at 7.40 the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Take care guys. Love you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;post-script : Hey, republicans, update the bloody blog lah. Don't force to have to tell you guys to update blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Leaving on a jet plane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;红毛仔.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8040465554200833288?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8040465554200833288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8040465554200833288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8040465554200833288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8040465554200833288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/impulse-momentum-conservation-of-energy.html' title='Impulse Momentum, Conservation of energy &amp; f=ma.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6002121702593650496</id><published>2008-12-27T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:50:10.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I KILL U not I LOVE U</title><content type='html'>ASSSSS H*** !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong calculations... lead to undesirable and unimaginable lost...&lt;br /&gt;What I had done???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burnt part of the ISO file into DVD, without multi session. Whole disc can throw into rubbish dump. Waste money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play a game, downloaded using torrent one, but I cannot install without a CD or DVD, so what should I do? Use virtual Drive? There's a software call Virtual  Clone Drive, with a sheep's head as logo one. Useful tool but end up cannot run the exe file. Dunno why and don wan care, frustrated enuf to kill anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, now I try old method, which is extract and use high Compression lo...can save 300 MB so just fit to DVD. But I wont tell u the game, later u say me out dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or u can use daemon tools, but u think i don wan try ar? Vista cannot support leh... this is wat i read from other forum... just wasted a DVD5, the game actually need 2 x DVD5 or 1 x DVD9...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got no money buy DVD9 as u know im too poor to buy hardware, even that game i dl from torrents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Yi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;27 Dec 2008, a day after boxing day,&lt;br /&gt;the handsome one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6002121702593650496?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6002121702593650496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6002121702593650496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6002121702593650496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6002121702593650496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-kill-u-not-i-love-u.html' title='I KILL U not I LOVE U'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7668438062707299116</id><published>2008-12-26T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:47:30.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proxy</title><content type='html'>What is proxy server?&lt;br /&gt;What is Bluecoat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna access to blocked websites?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna access to ur mom-blocked-porn sites?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna watch videos from youtube in ur company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a way. Use proxy server lo.&lt;br /&gt;What proxy server?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, some proxy servers are meant to be free. Indeed, they are free, but they have free advertisement for you, free virus for u, free trojans for u too...&lt;br /&gt;U still wan it ar?&lt;br /&gt;of cz wan la, since surfing speed in Malaysia is slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are weakness abt these server.&lt;br /&gt;wat weakness? if let say very strong anti software used in company, such as bluecoat, it will be useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so try something new with https.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http with a s means secure one. theres no way they can block it currently. Google it to find some.&lt;br /&gt;No tips here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Yi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;Smartest guy,&lt;br /&gt;26 Dec 2008, Boxing Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7668438062707299116?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7668438062707299116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7668438062707299116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7668438062707299116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7668438062707299116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/proxy.html' title='Proxy'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2264828375365691341</id><published>2008-12-24T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:49:47.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>System tweak utilities (accelerators...bla bla bla)</title><content type='html'>Recently, I had read a few articles about those system utilities software that are capable of tweaking and boosting your system performance as well as optimize your internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys really believe in those? Well some great software out there actually works, but only under certain circumstances, for certain PC. Just like antidote, only works for some people, which is the same theory behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in my opinion and experience, I had tried tons of softwares and undergoing those installing and uninstalling process. So as you know, this will definitely leave an impact, at least, all those garbage that will not be cleaned by uninstalling such as registry entries, program histories, and folders that had left behind after the uninstallation of programs. For instance, several antispyware program and antivirus programs. After 9 months of using Bit Defender, I finally got Blacklisted. I meant the license key la. So what can I do? I can't get my update anymore and there's no new license key for me. So I switched to Nod32. And this happened. I uninstalled the Bit Defender of course. But there are lots of things that I have to remove it, to do absolute cleaning to remove every single file with Bit Defender in its name. And I checked the registry, and i got a shock. There are so many useless entries, or so called invalid entries after uninstalling those software including Bit Defender, Zone Alarm, Spybot search and destroy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I use utilities software to clean up my PC. Tweak your system. So I do really believe that system utilities software actually works. Can't make up your mind to choose which utilities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the power is in your hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pc-system-utilities-software-review.toptenreviews.com/"&gt;click here to find out...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout the Internet optimizer? Nah, this one, perhaps its true. I do believe that most of you are streamyx users, am I right? Instead, they should name it as snailmyx or slowmyx... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joking la, later they gangbang me I sure die lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that government-back-up company is OUR    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISP &lt;/span&gt;provider... (internet service provider)&lt;br /&gt;therefore,the chances for our internet speed of getting enhance is actually very "high".&lt;br /&gt;These optimizers claimed to have your internet surfing speed increase to 200% some is even scarier, saying that up to 500%... which is a big fat lie... they just wanna make a big catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I tried it last time and it did work, just for a few kbps lo... which is counted as "superb" and "amazing" in Malaysia. For Malaysian, who loves to play online games as well as avid downloaders, every bit and byte is like daily supplement that must have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of optimizers, I would recommend servers or tweaking job, such as tweaking your browser. Like Mozilla, there's an option in it to tweak your internet speed faster, but I forgot where liao, need to check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other reason of getting poor connections or low-speed internet speed is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU WATCH TOO MUCH PORN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say so? Streaning videos from Porn websites can adversely affect your speed. While streaming, there might be harmful malwares and trojans as well as viruses that can replicate itself to hundreds just in a minute. Scary? Not that scary la, the worst one is, spyware which will keylog your key strokes and send it to remote site (hackers lo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some baka( stupid ) said "aiyo my friendster kena hack oo, how ar? how ar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to say is "u soha* la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch porn la..&lt;br /&gt;If you claim that you didn't watch any porn, fine enough, cz you DOWNLOAD PORN LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not satisfied with the reasons, then I would say you had either accidently downloaded movies or other things on the web which contains harmful spywares, or torrents. Like me, last time I experienced a tradegy in finding keygenerators and cracks, resulting getting stupid trojans and worms that make my laptop malfunctioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are stupid enough to click on advertisements informing you that you are the XXXth visitors or open adult sites which is sent to your email, or playing with facebook and got a worm on your computers, or even get a weird link in msn while the fellow is offline, then I will greatly and gladly congratulate you. And after that I would  smack you, because if something like that happens, your workstation will send stupid-ass-h*** message to the contact, thus affecting the people la... although if you didn't click on the links, they keep on sending you links and links and LINKS!!! Its freaking annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be smart, Do not open messages from those you don't know. (but i know some of you still curious about those emails and links sent to you, and open it...zzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also ask your contact if anyone of them receive msg and links from you. If they do, its time to do a clean up from top ten antivirus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anti-virus-software-review.toptenreviews.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be honest, buy it with your money, don't learn from me. Buy from them, altho they might be the one who create the virus. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only handsome guy,&lt;br /&gt;Lee Yi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;24 Dec 2008, Christmas Eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2264828375365691341?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2264828375365691341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2264828375365691341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2264828375365691341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2264828375365691341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/system-tweak-utilities-acceleratorsbla.html' title='System tweak utilities (accelerators...bla bla bla)'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4453894779531758629</id><published>2008-12-16T16:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:50:10.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inverse matrix, Cramer's rule &amp; Gaussian Elimination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/ipodnano/gallery/images/ipodnano_purple_image3_20080909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 226px;" src="http://images.apple.com/ipodnano/gallery/images/ipodnano_purple_image3_20080909.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod baby. Not sure this colour but love it. Useful during my 8 hours wait. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just confirmed. So, just want to wish you guys all the best. I'll miss those pasar seni bah kut teh, masjid jamek mamak, jalan jalan di bukit bintang moments. We sure did a lot of crazy stuffs together. I will miss your wonderful, beautiful and maggie head, Lai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/4248/27187855.96af5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 157px;" src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/4248/27187855.96af5a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving on a jet plane,&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4453894779531758629?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4453894779531758629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4453894779531758629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4453894779531758629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4453894779531758629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/inverse-matrix-cramers-rule-gaussian.html' title='Inverse matrix, Cramer&apos;s rule &amp; Gaussian Elimination'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2138589872071160222</id><published>2008-12-16T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:58:45.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>丰满女生不能干的事</title><content type='html'>1. 第一件：不能修车&lt;br /&gt;因为车底太窄了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 不要穿迷你短裙。&lt;br /&gt;性感小色裙确实够迷人的。不爱学习的也爱用橡皮擦错字的多了课堂里掉橡皮的更多了；男人弯腰拣东西的频率增加了;爱好锻炼有电梯不坐很勤快地去爬楼梯的男人多了;食堂里掉筷子的人多了;男同志都关心起工作环境来了，都强烈要求窗明几净，办公室楼道里要统统铺上高档地砖；另外，迷你短裙虽然短，用料少，成本低，但是价格却比长裙还高，为了不让商家嘲笑你，还是买长裙吧；还有，裙子是中国四大美女之一的西施发明的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 不能开摄像头&lt;br /&gt;现在网络视频很流行，视频聊天干什么？从一些视频聊天手机注册广告中可以明白，不外乎是和女人交流，特别是和性感女人交流，语言的，肉体的，肉麻的等等。总之不够纯洁，所以提倡性感女人不开摄像头，不视频聊天，还网络一片纯净的天空。再说了，如果网络那头是个帅哥兼调情高手采花大盗，没几分钟工夫，你们就眉来眼去的，你是落花他就是流水，一来二去，你有情他有意，流水难免要载着落花奔向梦的性爱天堂。天天搞一夜情，其实什么情不情的呀，就是一个简单的抽插动作，整天做爱做的事，这还成何体统。一旦和男人好上，和第三条联系起来，容易受伤、受伤、很受伤。如果你在意别人的眼光，就更不要视频聊天啦。你如果是个风骚美女漂亮小妞，觉得如此天生丽质人间尤物曼妙身体，白白浪费了挺可惜，那就照着镜子自个欣赏吧，这叫孤芳自赏，言传意会，自己可以一手把握，别让男人把好处捞了去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 上衣下摆不能太短。&lt;br /&gt;上衣下摆要尽量长点，别一蹲下就露出雪嫩的肌肤，容易诱发犯罪。全是色诱惹的祸，请不要给人们任何偷拍走光露臀照片的机会。丰满女人尤其要注意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 不能当体育运动员&lt;br /&gt;不能当体育运动员，尤其不能当体操运动员。现在的体育记者都是上性网上的多了，看了后容易把持不住，就在拍的体育照片上体现出来了。这些记者也是吃饱了撑的，拍的是什么东西呀。&lt;br /&gt;不是拍摄紧绷的胸部，就是聚焦劈叉后的大腿交叉点。这些记者到底懂不懂得国家“发展体育运动,增强人民体质”的体育事业方针政策呀。光有照片还不过瘾，还在这些体育运动员的私生活上作文章，今天一个性感库娃，明天一个亮晶晶。就知道揭露人家隐私性闻，你把中国的人民群众当成什么人了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 不能当明星&lt;br /&gt;笔者孤陋寡闻，还真没听说过女导演呢。别看那些个导演在镜头前人模狗样儿一副正人君子德行，背后却不知道摧残了多少美丽的女人花。不是这次让巩俐给人手淫，就是下次让章子怡和人上床。当女明星，不管在镜头前，在观众前多么光彩四射，鲜花掌声多么惹眼，到了台下还不是导演的赚钱工具和性爱玩物，所以性感女人不能当明星。难怪如今的小男生挤破了头要当导演。可怜了那些同样挤破了头也要当明星的小女生。鲜花和掌声的背后有多少血和泪哦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 不能坐公交车&lt;br /&gt;公交车上空间狭窄，挨胳膊碰腿的，再加上男人天生好色的本性，手脚不老实到处招呼。本来公交车上是道德花园，给老人孕妇让座是中华民族几千年来的美好传统。现在却成了性欲的集中发泄地，世风日下啊。如果国家开放性服务业，男人还有个娱乐的去处，可是没有，只好对无辜女人下手了，悲哀呀，残酷呀。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2138589872071160222?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2138589872071160222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2138589872071160222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2138589872071160222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2138589872071160222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_16.html' title='丰满女生不能干的事'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-156715969603326528</id><published>2008-12-15T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:50:47.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back sight, Intermediate sight &amp; Fore sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s2.amuso.com:82/thumbnails/541d563dac805b657b48c31f525fe7ed-sf425225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 533px;" src="http://s2.amuso.com:82/thumbnails/541d563dac805b657b48c31f525fe7ed-sf425225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss world 2008, Ksenia Sukhinova of Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.news.com.au/common/imagedata/0,,6398334,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.news.com.au/common/imagedata/0,,6398334,00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blondes are awesome,&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-156715969603326528?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/156715969603326528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=156715969603326528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/156715969603326528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/156715969603326528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-sight-intermediate-sight-fore.html' title='Back sight, Intermediate sight &amp; Fore sight.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8923252921149960435</id><published>2008-12-15T09:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:45:16.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>令人讨厌的女生</title><content type='html'>1. 八婆型：喜欢传播别人绯闻&lt;br /&gt;这类女孩子似乎天生就喜欢窥探他人隐私，传播别人的绯闻，对于学校里的“青年才俊”们的生活履历更是如数家珍，学生档案里写的她们知道，学生档案里没写的她们也知道，总之一句话，比狗仔队还要狗仔队。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 拜金型：用父母血汗钱的拜金女&lt;br /&gt;拜金女似乎已经变成了让人们深恶痛绝的种群，毕竟大多数的大学生们基本上都是过着衣来伸手，饭来张口的“寄生式生活”，让我们用父母的血汗钱去填补拜金女友这个无底洞，相信不会有几个不孝子做的出来，所以对这类女人就算你长的在漂亮，我们也只能敬而远之。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 暴力型&lt;br /&gt;也不知道是不是受了野蛮女友这类作品的影响，现在的女孩子似乎越来越崇拜暴力解决问题，一句不合就会大打出手，轻则叱喝，重则拳脚相加，把好端端的一个男友变成了人肉沙包。别的先不说，有“野蛮女友”的男生起码物理防御力的等级有了明显的提高。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 脑残型&lt;br /&gt;这样的女孩子可说是让人又爱又恨，代表人物就是我们的凉宫春日大神，完全生活在自己的世界不顾他人的想法和感受，一切都以自己为出发点，只要她愿意，就算是外星人、机器猫你也给她找出来，根本不会去想这个想法是否现实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “妖艳”型：浓妆艳抹实在让人爱不起来&lt;br /&gt;年龄一大我们都会知道，电视里的明星美女完全就是各种品牌化妆品堆砌出的产物，虽然女人爱美是天性使然，但也要考虑年龄是否得当，如花的年龄的女生们硬是学那些半老学娘般的浓妆艳抹，实在是让人爱不起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 爱哭型 眼泪虽好不要三天两头哭呀&lt;br /&gt;性格柔弱的女孩子不仅容易博得男人们的好感，更能唤醒男人体内天生的保护欲，从而令他们对自己的地位更具信心。只是眼泪虽好，可要是三天两头就要哭一场，相信不会有几个男人还能受得了，孟姜女用她的眼泪哭倒了长城，这类女人则用她们的泪水哭跑了她们的男友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 滥情型 一碗水端平可是不太好哦&lt;br /&gt;声明一下，这里的滥情不是指XX类的十八禁话题，还请各位看官们不要向外，毕竟我们是河蟹话题。我们说的滥情是说这类女孩子不论对谁都是不偏不向，一碗水端平，使得班里的男人人人都觉得她对自己有意思，而当这一主导思想一旦建立，在看她的那些暧昧举动时就会不由自主的怒火中烧-----竟然敢勾引老子的女人（而事实上人家根本就从来没有承认过和你的任何关系），这样的女人级别实在太高，一般的菜鸟是想都别想。除非你想让自己遍体鳞伤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 冷漠型 冰雪美人则会冷掉全班的男生&lt;br /&gt;动漫里的三无少女可以萌到一片粉丝，学校里的冰雪美人则会冷掉全班的男生。明明全地球的人都在为世界变暖而发愁，可她那里仿佛还是停留在零下几十度的严寒。不论你怎么示好，她们也是视若无睹，拒你于千里之外。可偏偏多数男生都有着那么一点的“贱”，越是得不到手，就越觉得是奇货可居，前赴后继，死无全尸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 千金小姐型 有钱人的世界和我们是不同的吗？&lt;br /&gt;由于生存的次元不同导致了这类女孩子不论是价值观还是世界观上都和我们这些庶民有着本质性的区别，不论做什么都一副理所当然的模样，就算明知是自己的问题，碍于面子也不会主动认错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 肮脏型&lt;br /&gt;这种女生招惹人讨厌还需要理由吗？一个女孩子不干干净净漂漂亮亮还算女孩吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8923252921149960435?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8923252921149960435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8923252921149960435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8923252921149960435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8923252921149960435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_15.html' title='令人讨厌的女生'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-9185396353592099583</id><published>2008-12-14T15:35:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:12:02.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China trip-- Shanghai'/><title type='text'>Civilization of Shanghai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CITY OF SHANGHAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;上海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS9-V6kInI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HKF_aR6fsMU/s1600-h/DSCN3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS9-V6kInI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HKF_aR6fsMU/s320/DSCN3582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279553541917385330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTI46J97PI/AAAAAAAAAIE/69Rq-20DAtU/s1600-h/DSCN3585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTI46J97PI/AAAAAAAAAIE/69Rq-20DAtU/s320/DSCN3585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279565543194356978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                 Behold, the Shanghai City, with the population of 24 million ppl...&lt;br /&gt;Tat population squeezed in a City...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never thought of believing me?&lt;br /&gt;See this for urself... its like a city without end... borderless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS4cSZtShI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YTCLGFFBcfk/s1600-h/DSCN3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS4cSZtShI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YTCLGFFBcfk/s320/DSCN3286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279547459300575762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             got river one, a view from 东方明珠塔...&lt;br /&gt;U think KL got like tat meh? KL is surrounded by mountains, hills.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore u can see the BIGGY Bonaza difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS6wkK4NGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Oe56KHcVZdc/s1600-h/DSCN3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS6wkK4NGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Oe56KHcVZdc/s320/DSCN3289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279550006690853986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note：All rights reserved. Pictures are 100% real and taken from 东方明珠塔.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS7uyuV5yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xHEbptqVyUs/s1600-h/DSCN3624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS7uyuV5yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xHEbptqVyUs/s320/DSCN3624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279551075749586722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently world tallest building, but i forgot the name liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS8hm0nqkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dgVyDSKlaR0/s1600-h/DSCN3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS8hm0nqkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dgVyDSKlaR0/s320/DSCN3611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279551948728019522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u can see, the distances between buildings are so small and close. Its kinda packed-looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS9W3DnufI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0izCVzUXSXA/s1600-h/DSCN3622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS9W3DnufI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0izCVzUXSXA/s320/DSCN3622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279552863618972146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Civilization huh???!!! Amazing? not enuf? How bout this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS55fzaytI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ojWzWbUqGIU/s1600-h/DSCN3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS55fzaytI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ojWzWbUqGIU/s320/DSCN3287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279549060625910482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can u see the border or end? Let me tell u its Endless...!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were taken at the height of 260 m... wat happen if i kick ur ass here???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTA82qGPaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cwHjvD5S4BA/s1600-h/DSCN3621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTA82qGPaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cwHjvD5S4BA/s320/DSCN3621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279556814881832354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An indication of distance towards the City is written here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS-9sxapQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_HOuon1_kC4/s1600-h/DSCN3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUS-9sxapQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_HOuon1_kC4/s320/DSCN3291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279554630384788738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Endless right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jus buildings, buildings and buildings... grey pavements of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTAnDJMfxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qwiiPKHFC-I/s1600-h/DSCN3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTAnDJMfxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qwiiPKHFC-I/s320/DSCN3617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279556440276369170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, if its hard for u to believe me, i can show u my ill face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTAAIa7wsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7Yt7Mghumrc/s1600-h/DSCN3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTAAIa7wsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7Yt7Mghumrc/s320/DSCN3302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279555771678048962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn COLD, its freezing here, u can see my flying-up hair... theeee wiiiinddd.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTCH4NCrwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dFaVDO0Q-lE/s1600-h/DSCN3549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTCH4NCrwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dFaVDO0Q-lE/s320/DSCN3549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279558103787024130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the night life in Shanghai... Its a street, a freaking long street around few km for pedestrian to walk... shopping of course... (not 东方明珠塔)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTChzoka3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g4RYw-Jyt1s/s1600-h/DSCN3546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTChzoka3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g4RYw-Jyt1s/s320/DSCN3546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279558549236902770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current time is 5 or 6 something... Its 2 hrs darker compared to Malaysia altho same time with us... Nice anot? the street shops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTDFE-kIYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5tUxyTeJS98/s1600-h/DSCN3551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTDFE-kIYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5tUxyTeJS98/s320/DSCN3551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279559155187982722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many ppl here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets move to the Ship, 'sailing' on 上海滩... its night scene, city of light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTDez4jkrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/qflXU1bgSfI/s1600-h/DSCN3556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTDez4jkrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/qflXU1bgSfI/s320/DSCN3556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279559597275976370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this isnt my 'crew' they are just 'freeloaders' hahah, i dono them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTELxTRv1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xy8QMQL4iV4/s1600-h/DSCN3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTELxTRv1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xy8QMQL4iV4/s320/DSCN3557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279560369676861266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behold, the City of light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTEliQ0g4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/enB1IZbYVDM/s1600-h/DSCN3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTEliQ0g4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/enB1IZbYVDM/s320/DSCN3561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279560812316623746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me... on the ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTFUQqPLCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/RR7F0B7o_k4/s1600-h/DSCN3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTFUQqPLCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/RR7F0B7o_k4/s320/DSCN3571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279561615045241890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tallest building in the picture, is the 东方明珠塔. Cool huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTFjzfjxhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kQC4VVIhXf0/s1600-h/DSCN3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTFjzfjxhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kQC4VVIhXf0/s320/DSCN3573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279561882093733394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same goes to this... Even prettier than our KL tower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTGOgyAgNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gocvCNsusRk/s1600-h/DSCN3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTGOgyAgNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gocvCNsusRk/s320/DSCN3184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279562615805214930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No words to describe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTGlYtgmXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pMO-PMsYz34/s1600-h/DSCN3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTGlYtgmXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pMO-PMsYz34/s320/DSCN3171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279563008775854450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTHBbYwrsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/K_N7teoSHmc/s1600-h/DSCN3176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTHBbYwrsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/K_N7teoSHmc/s320/DSCN3176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279563490530471618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont be surprise by those 2 strangers, the aunty there is my mom fren, jus got to know her in this trip... treat her as Sis man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTHvKX2ewI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WaO59d3U944/s1600-h/DSCN3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTHvKX2ewI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WaO59d3U944/s320/DSCN3195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279564276237236994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTIGdC-BRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rj1a9HpXn8k/s1600-h/DSCN3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTIGdC-BRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rj1a9HpXn8k/s320/DSCN3212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279564676386915602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At last, we were standing on solid land. No more seasick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTIcz9MVsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7W-_dYiHi5I/s1600-h/DSCN3277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTIcz9MVsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7W-_dYiHi5I/s320/DSCN3277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279565060493825730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A morning View...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="351" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eb69a753df8625f0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb69a753df8625f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941666%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F0A2CD7D1DE450C2E0C13132240A16146935312.7702982C4E4E77F536BE319651B68B9D28C9C815%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb69a753df8625f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D52m3LqGtlWZQhkjUDSRJE5_S8kQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="351" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb69a753df8625f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941666%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F0A2CD7D1DE450C2E0C13132240A16146935312.7702982C4E4E77F536BE319651B68B9D28C9C815%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb69a753df8625f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D52m3LqGtlWZQhkjUDSRJE5_S8kQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, i forgot to on the sound function, so this clip have is soundless lol...&lt;br /&gt;So still don believe me? Well, find a tree for me from those scenes if u can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTMOOudIHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Wg8VstdqLTg/s1600-h/DSCN3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SUTMOOudIHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Wg8VstdqLTg/s320/DSCN3705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279569208028242034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright tats all for today, posted a dusk scene, with my sis inside ...&lt;br /&gt;If I'd caused any misunderstanding, mis use of languages, sorry man...&lt;br /&gt;Hope u enjoy my post, since mine is better then LAI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Written by Lee Yi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 14 Dec 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;Handsome boy&lt;/span&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/3436233067956571025-9185396353592099583?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eb69a753df8625f0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/9185396353592099583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=9185396353592099583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/9185396353592099583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Multiply blog updated, as well as pictures in China (partial)</title><content type='html'>this is the latest blog entry of Lee Yi Gang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://nicholasleeyigang.multiply.com/journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for photos sections, pls visit this site, with scenery of China. of cz u can find the little handsome guy in there... enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://nicholasleeyigang.multiply.com/photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3398277337381621947?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3398277337381621947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8516438734581106090</id><published>2008-12-13T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:36:38.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>笑一笑</title><content type='html'>1. 在公共汽车上，一位摩登女郎，穿着一件低胸衣服，并戴着一条镶有飞机的项链。一位年轻的男士一上车后，便目不转睛的注视着颈链上那架飞机。于是女郎禁不住好奇地问：“先生你喜欢这项链吗？”那男士回答说：“喔！不是，我只是在欣赏飞机跑道罢了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 一位电力公司的技工，误触一万伏特电流的电线，被电倒在地面上，经医生全力抢救，竟奇迹般地康复了。医生说：“恭喜你康复，但你这种病例不寻常，我估计会有后遗症，所以你每过一周都必须来医院检查。”技工每周都来检查，身体也无异常，只是好象他有难言之隐。医生问：“你是不是有事情瞒着我呀，为了你的健康着想，你应该向我坦白呀。”技工吞吞吐吐地说：“不是的，医生，我的身体倒没什么不对劲的。只是，晚上和我太太行房时，她——”医生问：“有什么问题吗？”技工困惑地说：“她到达高潮时，乳房都会发亮！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 在酒吧问，一位男子悻悻地对酒友们说：“没想到，我太太会对我不忠实。”&lt;br /&gt;“怎么回事？”&lt;br /&gt;“昨晚她没有回家，问她去哪里了，她告诉我说她整晚和妹妹在一起。”&lt;br /&gt;“不是真的吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“她在说谎，因为昨天晚上是我和她妹妹在一起的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 阿三风流成性，终于有一天那玩意不灵了。医生检查后告诉说：“由于过度透支，你得了严重的阳痿症。”阿三忙问：“能治吗？”医生回答说：“我这有种药能治你的病。但是你今后只能过20次性生活了。”阿三治疗完回到家中，将他的不幸告诉了媳妇。媳妇正值虎狼之年，一听急得嚎啕大哭。她泪水涟涟地问：“老公啊，今后这20次可怎么安排呢？”谁知阿三回答道：“这个你不用操心，刚才回来的路上我挨个数过，剩下的20次还轮不到你呢。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 某公司主管在他的部门巡视时，看到一个坐在办公桌后精疲力尽的员工，他给了他一个忠告：“连续两周我每天中午都回家让我老婆服侍，那真的很棒而且有助于疲劳的舒解，你应该试试。” 两个礼拜后，他又到部门巡视；他看到上次那一个员工生龙活虎一脸愉快的样子。到处都是传真的文件，电脑也不断的在运作。“看来，你有接受我的忠告”“我有啊”那员工回答：“那真的很棒，只是我没想到你住的地方这么不错。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 太太发现丈夫和金发美女躺在床上亲热，盛怒之下，拿起烟灰缸就想朝他们扔过去。“不要啊！你先听我解释。”丈夫求饶他说：“她不过是个在高速公路上搭便车的女人，我觉得她可怜，才拾回来的。”太太放下烟灰缸，暂且息怒地听他说。“当时，她又饥又渴，所以带回家来喂饱她；后来看见她穿的凉鞋又破又旧，于是把你最少也有一二年不穿的凉鞋送给她了，接着我又发现她的衬衫也破了，我就把一九六九年以来你连瞧都不正眼瞧一下的旧上衣送给她，看到她的牛仔裤，又尽是补钉，所以我就送给她一条你根本不穿的旧长裤，可是，临走前她却问我还有没有你太太不用的东西，于是，我就……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 在一个小村庄了 一个男人被压路机压死了 只有下半身在外面， 这时来了三个村姑 第一个村姑扒下男人的裤子说 还好他不是我老公第二个村姑扒下男人的裤子说 还好他不是我老公第三个村姑扒下男人的裤子说 他肯定不是咱们村的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 一日老王进城闲逛，忽然感觉有点尿急，找了半天也没见个公共厕所，实在憋不住了只好找个小巷想就地解决下，可还没得尿出来，过来两城管，说：这大人了咋还随地大小便呢？你有没有公德啊？罚款50。老王想，50元啊，够我吃一个月啊，咋能给啊？？情急中老王就说：谁随地大小便了？？我自个的东西掏出来看看难道也犯法？？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 唐僧在去西天的路上，遇到了一个女妖精，长的*丰臀肥，于是起了歪心！结果被女妖精看出来了说到：“失主今天不行呀，我有例假”！唐僧双手合十：“阿弥佗佛，贫僧正式为了取经而来！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 老师上课的时候在讲解“乳”的含义说：乳就是小的意思，比如乳猪，乳鸽，乳名等！要求小明用“乳”字造句。&lt;br /&gt;小明：因为现在房价太高，所以我们家只能买50平米的乳房！&lt;br /&gt;老师汗，说：再造一个。&lt;br /&gt;小明：我人太小，连一米宽的乳沟都跳不过去！&lt;br /&gt;老师大汗：不行，再造一个！&lt;br /&gt;小明：老师，我实在想不出来了，我乳头都快想破了！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8516438734581106090?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8516438734581106090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8516438734581106090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8516438734581106090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8516438734581106090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_1410.html' title='笑一笑'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2196989849336653453</id><published>2008-12-13T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:26:39.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>尴尬</title><content type='html'>1. 请客吃饭，当然她也在。酒足饭饱，他喊了一声：这顿我请了！主动跑到总台去付帐，回来的时候后面跟了个小姐。因为钱不够。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 他应邀到朋友家去玩，发现很多他送给自己女友的礼物。强压怒火一问，朋友都自豪地说是女友送的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 他换了一身新衣服，在楼下等她。为了给她一个“惊喜”，他决定从树后跳出来吓她一下。谁知跳出来的时候正巧踩在西瓜皮上，自己坐在水坑里不说，还溅了她一身的泥点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 经过漫长的等待，终于下雨了！虽然不大，他还是拿了一把小伞等在她下班的路上。 “你没带伞？我送你回家吧！” “不要紧的，雨不大，我自己走好了。伞又这么小，你自己打吧！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 第一次见面，走了好久了。他说：“我饿了，你呢？” 她说：“有一点”他说：“该吃饭了，你回家去吧” 她说：“今天我家没人，我在外面吃好了”他说： “哦，我知道有一家面店还不错，我们一起去吧？” 然后一起走了两站路多一点，来到一家大排挡。他说：“老板，来两碗三鲜面。素三鲜。” 他说：“我不要鸡蛋，你呢？也不要吧？老板，两碗都不要加鸡蛋”她说： “我有事，先走了。” 他说：“嗳，不是说一起吃饭的么？怎么就走呀？我送你……等等，老板，只要一碗就好了！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 她经常从他那里借书，书里也经常会夹着些小纸条。但有一次，她无意间拿错书了，发现里面有很多的纸条。当然不是给她的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 终于等到她上夜班了。他打电话过去。她说： “喂，是你呀？有什么事啊？”他说：“嘿嘿，没啥事……” 她说：“哦，我还有点事。以后没事就别打电话来了。” “嘟———嘟———”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 对面来了一群女孩子，对身边的同事瞟都不瞟一眼，只对他窃笑。他有点飘飘然了，点头微笑示意。“难道我真的那么有魅力？嘿嘿……”到了宿舍才发现是拉练没拉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 车上人很多，他本来在里面，不怎么挤。但是突然发现门口上来一位靓女！于是费劲心思向车门口挤。终于挤到她身边了，还没来得及仔细瞧，她终于忍不住了，吐了他一身，然后说了句对不起就下车了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 天赐良机：下雨，她又没带伞。于是他自告奋勇骑车送她回家，她坐在后坐上为他打伞。多浪漫！没走几步，一起跌到水坑里。于是她打车先走了，他自己抗着车子回家。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2196989849336653453?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2196989849336653453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2196989849336653453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2196989849336653453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2196989849336653453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_13.html' title='尴尬'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6850860022265364266</id><published>2008-12-08T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:11:37.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weirdo world...</title><content type='html'>Halo, long time no see...&lt;br /&gt;This time the main objective of my entry is to tell u all how weird the world is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl like Lai can easily find their job within minutes in Lowyat? HolysXXt...&lt;br /&gt;y i say so leh? I went to lowyat, things that usually attract my attention are those superb models...&lt;br /&gt;Girls models... its something like "it's vagina lickin good" ( it's finger lickin good -- KFC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, odd things DOES happen. Lai, had easily found his job in lowyat. whoa thats cool...&lt;br /&gt;another GOOD eg. Chang manage to find his job in KFC. (at least he got his job) Altho its not cool to work in KFC. Well, as for me i tried McD, Sushi King, all those restaurant, even promoter for shirt in Point B, and waiting for the bloody phone call. Neither of them call me as they had promised.&lt;br /&gt;chhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahliao, i even visited those stupid websites that post all job tat so called 'Vacancy available' or 'XXX Urgent needed'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I suspect, is there any real vacancy available outside there?&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, newspapers always show that wahhh, many companies need ppl and bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really true? Well, I don really think tats true man...&lt;br /&gt;Y i say so?&lt;br /&gt;Bcz few weeks later, i went back to the same old place where the KFC McD and sushi king, they still say they need ppl, URGENTLY, but they din call me as they had promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAN??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cant i get job while Shun Chiat can??? THIS WORLD IS UNFAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Y he got all those good parts??&lt;br /&gt;Y he got Jamie?? ( This one I'm ok with it, I don mind at all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, weird la, I'm more reliable, more hardworking, more intelligent, and the most important of all, more Handsome than him, y cant i get JOBSSSSSS????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in one thing, the only thing that i don possess, which is Im not the God of SEX, but he IS!!! SO tats y ppl hire him... maybe this will be the only explanation... perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Lee Yi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;~Razor~ the lightning revenant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6850860022265364266?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6850860022265364266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6850860022265364266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6850860022265364266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6850860022265364266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/weirdo-world.html' title='A weirdo world...'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-6121686665408816797</id><published>2008-12-08T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:18:50.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reverse philosophy</title><content type='html'>On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dec&lt;/span&gt; 8,2008, Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt; said 1 of the most stunning and magnificent philosophy of the 21st century.&lt;br /&gt;He said that 99% of the girls are beautiful, and the rest of the 1% are studying in his college whereas 99% of the guys are ugly, and the rest of the 1% are staying in his home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i reverse lai's philosophy and found out that 99% of the beautiful girls will generally fall in love with the 99% of the ugly guys LIKE US (except for Lai's Family) , whereas the rest of the 1% of the UGLY GALS who are studying in his college (for example, JAMIE) will DEFINITELY fall in love with the rest of the 1% of the HANDSOME guys who are staying in his home (who else is going to stay in his home other than Lai and his family ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;The UGLY yet SEXY amatuer architect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-6121686665408816797?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/6121686665408816797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=6121686665408816797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6121686665408816797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/6121686665408816797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/reverse-philosophy.html' title='the reverse philosophy'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1016100956735030217</id><published>2008-12-07T16:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:56:42.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Displacement, Velocity &amp; Accelaration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nike.com/nikeos/p/nikefootball/en_MY/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/STuN75FAVuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/o87xkijxTas/s320/Nike+Mercurial+Vapor+Rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276967448468281058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I saw this awesome football boots that I really like. I hope I can buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1016100956735030217?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1016100956735030217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=1016100956735030217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1016100956735030217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1016100956735030217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;在很多重大典礼或者各种各样的电影、音乐节上，出席的女星和嘉宾都会选择不戴胸罩。原因只有一个，因为她们选择了不适合的戴胸罩的礼服。一般的礼服设计都有两个特征，一是轻薄面料如丝绸、薄纱，一是低V露背。可想而知在如此的情况下如果你选择佩戴一件胸罩会是什么样的情况。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 敬业&lt;br /&gt;在这里主要指的是模特，模特作为展示设计师服装作品的载体，当然要最大程度的为设计师服务。如果在T台上展示设计师作品的时候自作主张的佩戴一件胸罩不但可能会破坏设计师作品的线条、造型等元素。另外一场走秀每个模特要换3套甚至更多的衣服，而在后台一般只有1、2个服装助理会帮着换衣服，而更换胸罩和佩戴胸罩的速度非常的慢，可想而知时间基本上是不允许的。因此作为一名敬业的专业模特，在没有得到设计师特意说明的情况下是很少戴胸罩的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 为了健康&lt;br /&gt;健康专家说，如果胸罩尺寸太小，就会使心脏、肺和大血管受到压迫，从而影响身体内脏器官的正常发育，而且还会压迫乳房，使血液循环不畅，从而产生乳房下部血液淤滞而引起痛疾，乳房胀而不适，甚至造成乳头内陷，乳房发育不良。同时所选择的胸罩的材料和质地对女性来说也相当重要，如果选材不当，会使女性肌肤过敏、瘙痒。所以既然这么难选择，为了健康还是不要穿了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 需要理由吗？不需要&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人需要理由吗？这是周星驰在《大话西游》里面的一句经典台词。同样很多不爱戴胸罩的女星在面对“为什么不爱戴胸罩”的提问时，总是一笑而过，不置可否。不但胸前坦荡荡，而且心中也照样坦荡荡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 运动去掉文胸 胸部更傲人&lt;br /&gt;运动要领：不穿bra，直接穿上可以支撑胸部力量的运动款上衣。双膝并拢跪于地上，双脚向后抬起，俯身向前，以双手着地与肩同宽。保持背部挺直并且收紧臀部，慢慢屈臂至胸部接触地面，再慢慢以手肘的力量将身体向上推，回到原位。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 提高睡眠质量&lt;br /&gt;这是因为裸睡能减少衣物带来的束缚感，让人从被捆绑一天的感觉中解放出来，利于提高睡眠质量。裸睡并不是一个新鲜的话题，它可以改善睡眠质量，促进血液循环，对改善紧张性疾病很有效果，能使全身内脏和体表血液循环变得十分顺畅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 满足一下某些男人的疯狂偷窥瘾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 车模不戴胸罩，能吸引更多的观众，也就意味着销售的上升。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3619620219119450923?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3619620219119450923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3619620219119450923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3619620219119450923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3619620219119450923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_06.html' title='女人不穿胸罩的理由'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4015276257049153767</id><published>2008-12-04T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:40:17.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>正妹</title><content type='html'>男人就是奇怪的动物，喜欢自己的女友够正，但却不喜欢他们穿得太露，可又喜欢看别的正妹穿得露。世界上没有不色的男人，哪个男人看到正妹不会流口水？要让男人流口水吗？那就照着做吧！&lt;br /&gt;1. 浓艳大眼&lt;br /&gt;2. 穿着清凉&lt;br /&gt;3. 露胸(最受欢迎)，露背，露腿&lt;br /&gt;简单一句，会不会让男人停留视线的第一条件是女人的眼睛，再来是女人的身材，接着，会不会让男人停留更久,甚至出现把妹行动是胸部够不够大，够不够美？够不够露？所以美媚们，只要你长得还不错，又想要给喜欢的男生把的话，我想你露出大胸，把能露的都露，我相信你会成功。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正妹的特征&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;长得相清纯可爱，讨人喜爱&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;是宅男梦想中出的对象，不過通常正妹视阿宅有如恶心生物，能当好人已经是阿宅最好的下场了&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;通常穿著不会很性感，下著穿著牛仔長裤或短裙者各占一半，能更有效的双管齐下吸引男人，穿著保证都是经过精心设计的。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;內在非常现实，与外表判若兩人，且多数如同女生一樣，崇尚名牌&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;好人沒钱沒车，正妹不要；坏人有钱有车，正妹喜欢&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;很多時候正妹将男人当成工具般使用，用完就丟弃在一旁。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;表面上和自己男友很亲密，但是否真心的就不知道了&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;虽然以后有很大的机会会变腹黑，但于正妹階段腹黑度可能还不够，故很容易被男人骗上床&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;据称許多正妹都喜爱收看偶像剧，但可確定的是，正妹容易罹患公主症候群。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;***腹黑 ： 假扮好人，心肠坏。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4015276257049153767?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4015276257049153767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4015276257049153767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4015276257049153767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4015276257049153767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_04.html' title='正妹'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8750185680959271372</id><published>2008-12-03T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:25:12.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女生喜欢男生的类型</title><content type='html'>1. 要专一。这是爱情所需要的哦，双方都需要，并且都需要具有的品质。专一是任何追求真爱的人所渴望的。也是维持爱情，并且使爱情走向婚姻殿堂的关键。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 要善良。你对你的爱人肯定没的说了。所以，善良并不表现在你对她的感情上。而是表现在你对其他人，对社会的认识和行为上。要知道一个对别人很凶狠的人做你的爱人。你会对他不放心。在内心深处，灵魂自身就会对爱人的行为提出疑问。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 有气质。气质是先天和后天因素结合的结晶。因而，很难一下子提高。但是，多读书，多思考，你就会提高自己的修养。气质会变的更美好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 有知识。如果她说的你不懂，那...。我就不用多说了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 有智慧。这个的标准不是让你做数学题。关键看你怎么处理突发事件。其实，只要你多思考，多实践，你就会有收益。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 细心。你必须要通过她的一丝一毫去理解她的心理。提前想到她想的。比如，当她困难时，你要如何。要知道她什么时候生气。她喜欢什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 幽默。这是你和她接触的前提。你很郁闷的话，她就很难和你接触。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 大方。你的情敌在公共场合对你采取侮辱的方式。你要感觉到无所谓。并且心理上认为，那是他自己的无知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 团结群众。要让她身边的姐妹对你有好的印象。给你加分。这样你就有胜利的可能。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 上进心。 男人的最大魅力在于事业有成，年轻人工作时间不长谈不上“有成”，你一定要告诉她，你对未来充满信心，你不满足于现状，并且你已经有了长远的计划，总之你的未来不是梦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 要显得有信心、有责任心 不要像个小孩子，女孩子都很懒希望能找个依靠，你要拿出自己的信心和责任心来。 有一个错的选择总比没有选择要好的多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 不要太正经，但也不要太随便 该正经的地方就正经，该调侃的的时候就调侃。 女孩子都喜欢有点玩世不恭的男人，所以别显得对什么都特别在意，那样太呆板&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. 显得成熟一点 遇事镇定、从容不迫的男人对女人有致命的吸引力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : 谁有好的意见，请提出！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8750185680959271372?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8750185680959271372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8750185680959271372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8750185680959271372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/8750185680959271372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_03.html' title='女生喜欢男生的类型'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-4942743872519632973</id><published>2008-12-03T10:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:56:42.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>π≈3.142, e≈2.718 &amp; i=1^0.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://starwars.ugo.com/images/girls/starwars_carriefisher/starwars_carriefisher_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 399px;" src="http://starwars.ugo.com/images/girls/starwars_carriefisher/starwars_carriefisher_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did you guys know Carrie Fisher who played Princess Leia in the Star Wars trilogy was once a s** symbol in the 70's? She looks very pretty though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't know why. I am kinda fetish towards to ladies from star wars like Natalie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Portman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; as well. She looks really pretty in the first 3 movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I would like to share to you some of my plans for the next 5 years. A 5 year plan to be exact, I actually have like a lot of plans. Different alternative plans. Something like a dream for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I always wanted to study overseas and now I have the chance, I think I will most likely end up in Adelaide. University of South Australia seemed to be the only one offering me advanced studies. So, 3 years in Australia. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kathir&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eujin&lt;/span&gt; will be in Sydney and I wanted to join them up. So, maybe I can do my honors year there. One year in Sydney might not be that expensive compared to 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Besides, if I get any offer to do my honors year in other countries like New Zealand, Scotland,  Canada or maybe South Africa. I would be delighted to do so. Think about the adventure I am going to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After my studies, I have plans like maybe coming back to Malaysia to start up my own business. Kat, e and me once vowed to set up our own business. My idea was to franchise a chain restaurant like secret recipe or old town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Maybe I could end up working in Australia. I heard that every new mines in Australia require like around 160 new engineers every year and they earn like 10 grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aus&lt;/span&gt; $ per year. It's definitely good money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you know that every first world countries like USA, England and the other European countries dumped like a lot of old computer waste. In China, they actually recycle all this old stuff and sell it like second hand computers. One of my college buddies, Ken Yang actually proposed that we should get into this kind of business. Reselling second hand computers to 3rd world countries like Cambodia, Laos and maybe African countries for a very low price. By selling computers, at least we are giving them a chance to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe I would get a job. Just a typical job and save some money. When I was in my junior high, I always wanted to go to England to study. To be specific, Imperial College London. If I had enough money, I sure want to go to England to do my post-graduate. Just for the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so far what I had in mind, I never want to just set a goal. Freedom is having the opportunity to choose. There are so much in this world than just one choice. I always believe life brings you to places you'll never thought you'll be. Thanks to you guys. Life's been never so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye Malaysia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; Mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-4942743872519632973?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/4942743872519632973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=4942743872519632973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4942743872519632973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/4942743872519632973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/3142-e2718-i105.html' title='π≈3.142, e≈2.718 &amp; i=1^0.5'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-2324646269228884745</id><published>2008-12-03T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:06:35.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;上一会告诉了如何追女生的方式，这一次会说明一些有用的台词...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;我曾经问过自己，你最爱的人是不是我，但是我现在已经不想知道。如果有一天我忍不住问你，你一定要骗我，就算你心里多不情愿，也不要告诉我你最爱的人不是我&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;当我决定和你度过下半辈子时，我希望我的下半生赶快开始&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;世界上最遥远的距离不是生与死，而是站在你面前却不能说‘我爱你’&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;自从和你相识以来，我平静的心湖再也无法平静了。你的芳姿，你的丽影，你的笑靥，使我难以忘怀，我已被你美妙的风姿深深吸引！只要能常常和你见面，我就觉得快活；只要依偎着你娇小的身躯，我就不会寂寞。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;不要用温柔的呼唤使我着迷，不要用婷婷的倩影使我心动，不要用含情的目光使我受尽苦刑&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;脉脉之情如一溪春水，快刀难斩断。无论我怎样的努力，始终无法将那个嘴角含笑的倩影从我心中赶出去……你有权拒绝我的爱，但你不能蔑视我的爱，因为那是一颗真诚地为你跳动的心&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s : 谁用了上述的台词觉得最有效的，记得告诉我噢！！！哈哈！！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-2324646269228884745?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/2324646269228884745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=2324646269228884745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2324646269228884745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/2324646269228884745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-7518031127864485903</id><published>2008-12-02T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:10:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>追女孩方式</title><content type='html'>女孩子大多不会主动出击,去追求自己喜欢的男孩,除了确实太喜欢了或者是那种比较有个性的勇敢的女孩子.所以,如果你很喜欢一个女孩子,并且认为她对你也有点意思,那就主动点,别跟她搞拉锯战,自己难受,说不定你喜欢的人也痛苦. 任何一个女孩子在被人追的时候,心理都是很复杂的.她也许很开心,但是又带着点惶恐,她对这个闯进自己平静的生活的男孩子,有着欲拒还迎的矛盾心理,她不是故意的.不要以为她在考验你,她其实也在和自己斗争,她怕受到伤害. 不要怕你的主动会带来她的反感,你不主动,她也不主动,也就慢慢淡下来了.如果你开始的表白被她拒绝,那也很正常呀.不要气馁,谁知道这个女孩子心里在想什么呢? 也许你再表白两次,她就会被你打动,一个心地善良的好女孩是很容易感动的. 如果你受到一次挫折,就立刻离开,再也不去答理这个女孩,把自己紧紧地保护起来,默默地舔舐伤口,在你痛苦的同时,殊不知,那个女孩子也许也正在心里遗憾,后悔呢!也许她会偷偷哭泣,后悔拒绝了你,再看到你漠然的眼神,她也很痛心,但是她却不会对你说,绝对不会请求你回来追她.你的过度的自尊心,可能会伤害了女孩子敏感的心. 她会认为你不是真诚的喜欢他,要不怎么会就这么放弃了她? 有人说,男生真难,追女孩子太不容易了.可是我的感觉却是,这种现象跟男人和女人的社会角色定位是分不开的,从生理和社会的角度,女人总是被动的.如果反过来,让男人都脉脉含羞,女人变得勇往直前,世界才乱了套呢!女人的羞涩总是美好的,动人的呀~~~我总是听说是某个勇敢的男人战胜了多少困难,最终获得佳人芳心.相反的例子却少得很. 有的男生,就怕别人说自己什么死缠烂打,落下不好的名声.可是我觉得男生追求自己喜欢的女孩子,受了点挫折还继续对这个女孩子好,说明人家确实很喜欢,很有诚意,如果没成功,也不遗憾,并没什么啊?谁让人家喜欢了?最讨厌别人跟着瞎掺乎,也最讨厌那种自己没主意,过于在乎别人对自己看法的男生,活该这种男生找不到女朋友. 是男人就勇敢点,女孩子本来就感性,容易沉浸在爱情里.虽然你付出了辛苦,而一旦你的真心打动了她,那么你得到的将是更多更久的加倍的爱.这样的例子,在身边比比皆是.女孩子对自己的男朋友都是很温柔很贴心的,为了换来这份甜蜜,开头的辛苦算什么啊?而且大多好女孩都爱得挺投入挺专一的. 所以,建议有的男生勇敢一点,去追求自己喜欢的女孩子,不要那么畏畏缩缩,一来是让人觉得你没男人气概,二来是你自己怪难受的,然而最最最重要的还是:最后你什么都得不到.幸福总是自己挣来的,别指望别人施舍给你! 再补充一句,我觉得主动点儿挺好的,因为你的目标是你自己真心喜欢的,女孩子往往被动,被动的只能选择接受和拒绝,所以我宁愿主动出击,爱我所爱,无怨无悔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 脸皮厚：这一点是非常重要的，陈小春在古惑仔这部影片里说过一句话：一个男人如果脸皮够厚的话，那么他追女孩就已经成功了一半&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 痴情：你不管再委屈都要表现的没有关系，而且你要在一个特殊的场合找一个机会对她说：“XXX（人名）我知道你不喜欢我，我也知道感情是不可以勉强的，但是，...（记住：这时你的眼神一定要温柔到顶点，然后你深情的望着她）说到：你并不能阻止我去喜欢你，我去爱你。我求你不要把我当成你的负担，你进可能的去过你自己的生活，我只希望..只是一个小小的希望（眼睛一定要湿湿的）你能让我陪伴在你的身旁照顾你、保护你..哪怕......哪怕（眼泪、这时需要眼泪，而且要非常艰难的说出）把我当成哥哥、弟弟、任何人都无所为，只要不让我离开你，（哭，一定要哭，能表现多伤心就多伤心）就够了，够了..........（喃喃自语）在这一点上记住千万不要对女孩说什么我的生命是你的，没有你我也活不了之类的话，女孩子最讨厌一个男孩子在她面前要死要活的没出息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 嘴甜、舌滑：在这点上我没办法教各位，只能靠各位自己。在这一点上我提醒一下：不管她穿什么衣服，化什么妆只要问了你，你就一定要说“好看”，而且还要添油加醋的大吹一翻，女孩子天生都喜欢被吹捧的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 稳重：这点是和第三点两者兼容的缺一不可的，少了稳重女孩子会说你是个花花公子，少了嘴甜、舌滑女孩子会说你不懂情趣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 浪漫：这点上也要靠各位自己了，选择恰当的时间给她一个惊喜就够了，在这招上有钱的大大可就沾光了，一定不要怕花钱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 细心：不管任何事首先要替她着想，（不要想着自己会吃亏呀..之类的）把她照顾的无微不至，你一定要让她有一种离不开你的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 总结：如果以上几点你都学会了的话，我敢说一句“没有你追不到的女孩”（这句话不包括样貌差距太大，比如：男方自己长的向乌龟，女方长的象天仙），总而言之一个字“心”，用心去体会她之所想，她之所思。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-7518031127864485903?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/7518031127864485903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=7518031127864485903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7518031127864485903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/7518031127864485903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='追女孩方式'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-5804746671114298251</id><published>2008-11-29T09:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:30:35.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DXF files, Coordinates &amp; 3D Modelling.</title><content type='html'>As we can see, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt; is getting more and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt;. In just one day, he already posted 2 stuff, one is particularly sick. Do you know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;, that if any of my family members found out about this blog and all the sick stuff you put? Your so call "reputation", if you ever had any of those, will be gone. Skipping forward, I have nothing to post actually, just this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yvone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Strahovski&lt;/span&gt;, who played Sarah Walker in "Chuck". One of the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; series I've ever seen. Catch in on Tuesday morning (GMT+8), I bet Chris knows who she is. I think she is one of the prettiest Australian actresses. So beautiful, so deadly. I just put her pictures here just to rub some salt in your wound, Chris. Anyway, I will try my best to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yvone&lt;/span&gt; in Australia. If I ever had the chance to see her, I sure ask for her autograph. My 3 years plan is to do well and finish my honours year in Sydney and maybe I might bump into her. I mean, there are the odds. Me and my friends used to have this running joke about applying for the University of Western Sydney, just to attend the Alumni. Guess who's their alumni. Chris, I know you might be thinking that I bullshit a lot. Don't be sad, come visit me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvpredictions.com/chuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 317px;" src="http://www.tvpredictions.com/chuck.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/STCVYLNd8lI/AAAAAAAAAEc/SfpqCCN4vlg/s1600-h/ChuckFirstDate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/STCVYLNd8lI/AAAAAAAAAEc/SfpqCCN4vlg/s400/ChuckFirstDate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273879406209528402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0vDsUTlirk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0vDsUTlirk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your craziest friend ever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; Mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5804746671114298251?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5804746671114298251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5804746671114298251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5804746671114298251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5804746671114298251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/11/dxf-files-coordinates-3d-modelling.html' title='DXF files, Coordinates &amp; 3D Modelling.'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/STCVYLNd8lI/AAAAAAAAAEc/SfpqCCN4vlg/s72-c/ChuckFirstDate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-8848765316055345332</id><published>2008-11-29T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:58:56.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如何发现女伴是否性高潮</title><content type='html'>许多女性结婚多年不知道自己是否达到高潮，还有些丈夫总是希望女方和自己一起达到性高潮，但究竟怎样来识别女性已经达到性高潮，有时连自己也说不清楚。女性在性活动中达到性高潮有其明显的特征：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 性高潮到来之前，有人身上部分皮肤会出现性红晕。这是由于血液重新分配，体内血液骤然流向体表，导致皮下浅表血管充血的结果。性红晕主要出现在颜面部、前胸部、乳房，其次全身皮肤也有可能出现充血现象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 出现肌紧张。由于肌肉兴奋性增高，出现了全身部分肌肉的肌紧张，从不随意收缩到规律性收缩。在性高潮时，可出现肌肉痉挛样收缩，主要表现为手、足痉挛，颜面扭曲或身子扭动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 呼吸、心率加快。由于中枢神经系统的兴奋，血压升高，肌肉收缩，有氧代谢的加快，对氧气的需求增加，以致呼吸、心率加快。性高潮时，呼吸次数可达40次／分，有时伴有有节奏的呻吟；心率增加到120次／分，有个别女性甚至高达150-160次／分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 感觉发生变化。女性达到性高潮时，有人会出现意识模糊，视觉、听觉减退，甚至出现一时性晕厥；部分女性伴有味觉、嗅觉减退或消失。进入消退期时，才逐渐恢复正常。　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 性高潮时女性阴道肌肉，尤其是阴道外口肌肉会发生明显的剧烈有力而令人愉快的收缩，对阴茎起明显的握固作用，这种收缩一般有3～15次，每隔0.8秒收缩一次，持续2～4秒，或更长，并带来高度的自身欢快。那些体质较好、未曾生育的妇女其阴道肌肉的收缩作用尤为明显。最后，紧接着女子的骨盆底会不自觉地抖动（尤其是阴道提肌和肛门括约肌）而与此相对这些肌肉会自觉地、有意识地出现节奏性收缩。紧接着子宫发生节律性收缩，从子宫底一直发展到子宫颈，其高潮阶段肌肉痉挛发生的次数较多，经历时间也较长。有人形容，此时像轻微触电一样，或者似有一股暖流从下身通向全身。　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 乳房出现乳头勃起反应，乳房组织内肌纤维出现不随意收缩，血管充血，乳头竖起变硬。一旦达到性高潮，乳房皮肤红热，乳晕肿胀更为明显。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-8848765316055345332?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/8848765316055345332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=8848765316055345332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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她不会再缠着问你:"你爱我吗,爱我吗?",管你不爱不爱她了,反正她不爱你了.&lt;br /&gt;2. 她不会再穿着新买的衣服在你面前故意晃来晃去,只为了博你欣赏的拥抱.&lt;br /&gt;3. 她的话语越来越少,不再像喜鹊一样围绕你左右问东问西.甚至连和你吵嘴的兴趣都没有.&lt;br /&gt;4. 她已不在你面前流眼泪了.女人的眼泪可以征``服一切,这是种武``器.但却唯独不想征``服你.&lt;br /&gt;5. 她会和你并排走路,但不再挽你的胳膊,如以前像个树獭一样挂着.总会与你保持一米之距.心里的距离必然产生物理的距离.&lt;br /&gt;6. 她的手机经常关机,不再如以前一样24小时为你开机.等你的信息来电.她已不在牵挂你,也不需要你的牵挂了.因为爱是24小时长长的牵挂.爱有多深,牵挂就有多长.&lt;br /&gt;7. 她开始喜欢'孤独如水已如帛,帛在水中自含蓄'的心境时,她宁肯让心孤独也不愿意你来陪伴.是从心底的排斥.&lt;br /&gt;8. 她的眼眸瞳仁里,没有了你的影子,即使你站在了她的对面.眉目之间的冷漠取代了往昔的妩媚的风情.媚态之于女人是由情而生.&lt;br /&gt;9. 她不在在意跟你通话的异性是谁,不在关心你的身边挽着谁,妒忌是爱的氧气,她穿越了妒忌.淹灭了爱火.&lt;br /&gt;10. 她在你每月只能挣几十块钱的时候爱上你,那是真的爱了,却在你事业通达的时候离开你.那也是真的不爱了.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-5394352973616719302?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/5394352973616719302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=5394352973616719302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5394352973616719302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/5394352973616719302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_28.html' title='女人不爱男人的征兆'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-1724173078410857829</id><published>2008-11-28T20:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:17:35.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Z Transform, Laprace Transform &amp; Fourrier Transform</title><content type='html'>I have been talking to my friend yet again for some advises. I've asked E (unsw law &amp;amp; commerce hopeful), for some legal consultation. I don't know whether I should ask her out or what but it will be not on my mind for now. I am scared to post this kind of stuff on my blog because I found out some of my family members actually reads my blog. Besides, I've talked to Kat (mqu actuarial hopeful) about the break-up stages. He told me some useful stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;First, you cannot believe the person you thought "loves" you, just left you for some other person and you still reach a point where you are still in shock and disbelieve. Not only that, you will still hope that he or she will come back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blame game&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Secondly, you might end up blaming yourself about the relationship, stating that it's your fault or the other's fault. Your mind will be in total mess as you search for answers and couldn't really found what you're looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Acceptance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then, you will slowly start to realise maybe you guys are not meant to be together and you will start to let all the anger, pain and grief to go away. You will reach an agreement in your mind that all the past is over and adapting to the changes that will happen in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Overcome&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Before the end, you definetely will overcome the pain and sorrow and moved on. When you start to let it go of the past and look forward to the future, it's the only way you can move on and be in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bang a new chick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lastly, I don't think I need to explain this. You guys are smart enough to understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;p/s :: a great thanks to many people especially kat for inventing this Break-up Law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kia&lt;br /&gt;红毛仔&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-1724173078410857829?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/1724173078410857829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=1724173078410857829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1724173078410857829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/1724173078410857829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/11/z-transform-laprace-transform-and.html' title='Z Transform, Laprace Transform &amp; Fourrier Transform'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3436233067956571025.post-3542902777762836788</id><published>2008-11-27T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:05:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Revolution _</title><content type='html'>Dear blog writers and readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog content has been contaminated, by the Gila sex person called Lai.&lt;br /&gt;Every single post he wrote, is all about sex Sex SEX &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt;. I am so shocked that he finally showed his true identity of being the God of SEX. But what i heard from (actually learned from) my friends SM stands for Sexually maltreatment. So I decided to believe the experts since he was born and destined to become doctor Sex Lai. So any misunderstanding about any terms of that 'thing', you can seek for his help. No qualms and worries altho u cannot shoot out. You can ask him everything abt sex and he will answer you with the correct solutions. U can give him a call if u wan at 012-3947699. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s don thank me, guys. but for girls, pls don call him, cz he might rape u, using SM method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Lee Yi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;27 Nov 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3436233067956571025-3542902777762836788?l=rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/feeds/3542902777762836788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3436233067956571025&amp;postID=3542902777762836788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3542902777762836788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3436233067956571025/posts/default/3542902777762836788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rahmanrepublic.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-revolution.html' title='A new Revolution _'/><author><name>KualaLumpur Kaisers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16667432656026032357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RYKfWabXmP4/SRp3wDBePEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sWqdjWs81RQ/S220/IMAGE_046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
