<?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-4084954384548492003</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:25:52.149-08:00</updated><category term='Musica'/><category term='Life Learn Love'/><category term='TV Series Review'/><category term='Ideologies'/><category term='Expressi Emosi'/><category term='Football/Soccer'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>LifeLearnLove</title><subtitle type='html'>in LIFE you'll LIVE and LEARN</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1892534460225886631</id><published>2011-04-05T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:43:36.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>How much is Panipuri at Dharisha store on Chowpatty?  Who stole constable Varmy's bicycle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Assalamulaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamal couldn't answer a simple question of "what is written underneath the national emblem of India?" where it is thought that every Indian should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptOT4I90Ddk/TZrZ2ds1leI/AAAAAAAAASc/ft99BSFLzek/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptOT4I90Ddk/TZrZ2ds1leI/AAAAAAAAASc/ft99BSFLzek/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592021417042744802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police Inspector 1 : My five-year old daughter can answer that question, but you couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwpwAsy7dk/TZrX6tKPBYI/AAAAAAAAARU/RycGrVuU26g/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwpwAsy7dk/TZrX6tKPBYI/AAAAAAAAARU/RycGrVuU26g/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592019290888799618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptOT4I90Ddk/TZrZ2ds1leI/AAAAAAAAASc/ft99BSFLzek/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jamal: How much is Panipuri at Dharisha store on Chowpatty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgFP--6FOBM/TZrX6zIjQcI/AAAAAAAAARc/MIXMLm9pb60/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgFP--6FOBM/TZrX6zIjQcI/AAAAAAAAARc/MIXMLm9pb60/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592019292492349890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Police Inspector 1: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/-_0HLc_DNeCs/TZrX7IFotpI/AAAAAAAAARk/qcMKzYtcRzQ/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0HLc_DNeCs/TZrX7IFotpI/AAAAAAAAARk/qcMKzYtcRzQ/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592019298117269138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamal : Panipuri. One plate. How much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgFP--6FOBM/TZrX6zIjQcI/AAAAAAAAARc/MIXMLm9pb60/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8tHcuPwObg/TZrX7TbkGwI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZVL8HEyFAoM/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8tHcuPwObg/TZrX7TbkGwI/AAAAAAAAARs/ZVL8HEyFAoM/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592019301162031874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Police Inspector 2: -10 Rupees.&lt;br /&gt;Jamal: -Wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kZ3myAU738/TZrX7gG0ccI/AAAAAAAAAR0/G5rACrqMvZg/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kZ3myAU738/TZrX7gG0ccI/AAAAAAAAAR0/G5rACrqMvZg/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592019304564683202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gNwpwAsy7dk/TZrX6tKPBYI/AAAAAAAAARU/RycGrVuU26g/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamal : 15 since Diwali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CUBSjqPIYM/TZrYz2WgEzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_Hdhsf5EKN0/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CUBSjqPIYM/TZrYz2WgEzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/_Hdhsf5EKN0/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592020272608711474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamal: Who stole Constable Varmy's bicycle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTErR7JEkVU/TZrYz0QzXFI/AAAAAAAAASE/qkCsDsQwWts/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTErR7JEkVU/TZrYz0QzXFI/AAAAAAAAASE/qkCsDsQwWts/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592020272047938642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Police Inspector 1: You know who that was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-Q0BVex8oc/TZrY0A-SCfI/AAAAAAAAASM/kgLsReYziJI/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-Q0BVex8oc/TZrY0A-SCfI/AAAAAAAAASM/kgLsReYziJI/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592020275459918322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamal: Everyone in Juhu knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWcmEEh7KN8/TZrY0Xcc9lI/AAAAAAAAASU/grFPQ2kv49I/s1600/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWcmEEh7KN8/TZrY0Xcc9lI/AAAAAAAAASU/grFPQ2kv49I/s320/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592020281492043346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jamal: Even five year olds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we don't know, we ask. Sometime when we ask a simple question, that from the perspective of the listener(s) is something that everyone should know&lt;duhh&gt;, they would look down on us, feel annoyed and would probably make fun of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, do you know "how much is Panipuri at Dharisha store on Chowpatty?"  "Do you know who stole constable Varmy's bicycle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/duhh&gt;&lt;a onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target=""&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;duhh&gt;I'm sorry if I don't know the answer to that simple question. At least I have the courage to ask and have the need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/duhh&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-1892534460225886631?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1892534460225886631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1892534460225886631&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1892534460225886631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1892534460225886631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-much-is-panipuri-at-dharisha-store.html' title='How much is Panipuri at Dharisha store on Chowpatty?  Who stole constable Varmy&apos;s bicycle?'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ptOT4I90Ddk/TZrZ2ds1leI/AAAAAAAAASc/ft99BSFLzek/s72-c/Slumdog%2BMillionaire%2B10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-6264388269413270308</id><published>2011-04-04T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:21:52.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am weak</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking back at my previous posts in this blog, and I find that I am really weak with my grammar. Some of them are simple mistakes. I envy those who can write really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the post to come, I hope readers would help me on correcting my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-6264388269413270308?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6264388269413270308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=6264388269413270308&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6264388269413270308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6264388269413270308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-weak.html' title='I am weak'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3755307697387621538</id><published>2010-11-02T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:27:03.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>‎"That is that! This is this!"</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since the last post ... is posted? (hoho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently watching School Rumble the anime series. It is such a waste that I have never really watch it before and enjoy it because the series is seriously good; epic humor, great expression, good drama, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I would pick some memorable quotes from anything that I've watch/listen/read so that people would get something from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have problems doing something because you are bothered by another thing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/TNAeWWb9MnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/spa8BQH6bu4/s1600/School+Rumble+2nd+Semester+Ep+09.mp4_000675869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/TNAeWWb9MnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/spa8BQH6bu4/s320/School+Rumble+2nd+Semester+Ep+09.mp4_000675869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534957311367131762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/TNAeWhR9mkI/AAAAAAAAARE/OjzYqR82wWY/s1600/School+Rumble+2nd+Semester+Ep+09.mp4_000678347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/TNAeWhR9mkI/AAAAAAAAARE/OjzYqR82wWY/s320/School+Rumble+2nd+Semester+Ep+09.mp4_000678347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534957314278005314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is that! This is this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Harima Kenji sangat cool! hoho&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/4084954384548492003-3755307697387621538?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3755307697387621538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3755307697387621538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3755307697387621538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3755307697387621538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-is-that-this-is-this.html' title='‎&quot;That is that! This is this!&quot;'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/TNAeWWb9MnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/spa8BQH6bu4/s72-c/School+Rumble+2nd+Semester+Ep+09.mp4_000675869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-8919440951985936871</id><published>2010-04-05T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:24:42.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penjaga Keselamatan Yang Bengang Dengan Aku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.pictures.fp.zimbio.com/JEREMY+PIVEN+Jogging+In+Malibu+8uDRdxYPAiEl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 484px;" src="http://www1.pictures.fp.zimbio.com/JEREMY+PIVEN+Jogging+In+Malibu+8uDRdxYPAiEl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ext. Luar Pagar Universiti Islam Antarabangsa - Malam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYAUKAT dalam perjalanan pulang dari berjoging dan makan malam di restoran yang berhampiran dengan bertemankan pemain MP3nya. Dia menghampiri pintu pagar universitinya dan meluru ke arah PENJAGA KESELAMATAN 1 yang berpakaian unifom lengkap ditugaskan untuk mengawal pagar tersebut dengan harapan Penjaga Keselamatan 1 tersebut akan meminta pengesahan yang dia merupakan seoprang pelajar di kampus itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat berjoging dengan perlahan masuk ke dalam pagar, tetapi kelihatan Penjaga Keselamatan 1 tersebut sibuk melakukan tugasnya, lalu Syaukat pun meneruskan perjalananya untuk ke dalam kampus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dalam nada yang samar-samar) nk ... mana tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat terberhenti kerana merasakan ada orang memanggil dia. Dia mencabut earphone yang disumbatkan di telinganya dan memandang ke arah Penjaga Keselamatan 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amende?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nak gi mana tu? (geram)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Masuk ah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ko sini jap ... (bengang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(terpinga-pinga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CLfCF90cnW4/SLN4zfAm6aI/AAAAAAAABbc/2kPLS8Bsfrg/s400/23082008925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CLfCF90cnW4/SLN4zfAm6aI/AAAAAAAABbc/2kPLS8Bsfrg/s400/23082008925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat berjalan ke arah Penjaga Keselamatan 1 seperti yang diminta dan mengeluarkan Kad Matriknya yang akan mengesahkan bahawa dia merupakan penuntut di institut tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1 melihat kad matrik tersebut kemudian memandang Syaukat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu ni takda budi bahasa ya. (lagi bengang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;huh? (pelik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saya tanya kamu nak pergi mana, kamu jawab lebih kurang jerk. Cakapla saya pelajar dari sini, pastu tunjukla kad matrik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(diam mendengar kata-kata Pengawal Keselamatan 1)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Syaukat hanya mampu senyap, kemudian beredar untuk meneruskan perjalananya. Belum sempat dia memasang pemain MP3nya kembali dia terdengar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sini jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat pergi ke arah Penjaga Keselamatan 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Masuk sini jap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1 menunding ke arah pondok pengawal yang berhampiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa membantah suruhan Penjaga Keselamatan 1, Syaukat masuk ke dalam pondok tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Int. Pondok Penjaga Keselamatan - Malam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Di dalam, terdapat 3 LAGI Penjaga Keselamatan. PENJAGA KESELAMATAN 2, berpakaian unifom lengkap duduk menghadap komputer sambil mendengar lagu. PENJAGA KESELAMATAN 3 berpakaian separa lengkap dengan kemeja-T sedang duduk berborak dengan mereka yang lain. PENJAGA KESELAMATAN 4 sedang berehat di atas sofa di ruangan belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat menuju ke arah Penjaga Keselamatan 2 kerana dia merasakan yang inilah orang yang patut dijumpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saman dia ni ... rambut tu ... (seperti berbisik tetapi nada tetap bengang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;menutup pintu pondok, dan meneruskan kerjanya di luar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mintak Kad Matrik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;menghulurkan Kad Matriknya kepada Penjaga Keselamatan 2. Penjaga Keselamatan 2 mengambil Kad Matrik daripada Syaukat dan mengesahkan ia dengan menggunakan komputer yang berada di hadapannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pelajar Master, takkan tatau lagi peraturan kat sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bukannya kami suruh botak macam ni. (mengusap2 kepalanya yang botak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1 muncul di hadapan kaunter cermin pondok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saman dia ni. (menunding jari ke arah Syaukat)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 1 beredar untuk meneruskan kerjanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dah, ni last warning...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Penjaga Keselamatan 2 mencatit nombor Matrik daripada Kad Matrik, dan memberikannya kembali kepada Syaukat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat mengambil kembali Kad Matriknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Terima kasih&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Syaukat keluar dari pondok pengawal kemudian cepat-cepat beredar dari situ.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Syaukat melihat ke arah lubang untuk pili paip yang ada di dalam pondok tersebut, dimana terdapat beberapa puntung rokok.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dia hanya mampu berdiam diri kerana walaupun tidak besar dan tidak jelas tetapi dia tetap bersalah kerana memiliki rambut yang panjang dan bengang terhadap Penjaga Keselamatan 1 yang jelas bertindak mengikut emosinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat &lt;/span&gt;(monolog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bukannya panjang sangat rambut aku. Ala-ala Shah Rukh Khan je. Aku tau ko memang bertindak ikut perasaan. Bukannya aku nak bersikap kurang hajar dengan ko, tidak sama sekali dalam hati aku terditik untuk biadap dengan orang tua. Aku berlari ke arah ko supaya ko boleh tegur aku dan aku boleh tunjuk Kad Matrik aku. Tapi ko tak tengok pun. Aku da lepas ke depan da baru ko nak panggil. Sekali lagi, bukannya aku nak biadap dengan ko, tapi aku tak dengar, aku tengah dengar MP3 aku. Ko da sound aku camtu aku senyap je la. Sumpah kalo korang saman aku time tu, aku akan ungkitkan pasal puntung rokok yang ada dalam pondok tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indiatalkies.com/up_images/11115487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 395px;" src="http://www.indiatalkies.com/up_images/11115487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/4084954384548492003-8919440951985936871?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8919440951985936871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=8919440951985936871&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8919440951985936871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8919440951985936871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/penjaga-keselamatan-yang-bengang-dengan.html' title='Penjaga Keselamatan Yang Bengang Dengan Aku'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CLfCF90cnW4/SLN4zfAm6aI/AAAAAAAABbc/2kPLS8Bsfrg/s72-c/23082008925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-8431325620478511117</id><published>2010-03-26T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:38:39.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Brothers (2009) -may contain spoilers-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p_BL4jstTf8/SzFXvRb5zII/AAAAAAAAB8k/MEm7Xyvi6mc/s400/brothers2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p_BL4jstTf8/SzFXvRb5zII/AAAAAAAAB8k/MEm7Xyvi6mc/s400/brothers2009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;IMDB rating : &lt;b&gt;7.4/10&lt;/b&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great movie about brotherhood, family and war. I think these kinds of quality movies about war just show how Americans hate war. Even though there are scenes that make people from Afghanistan look bad, but that's how it is; how American see them, how children are taught.  The part in Afghanistan may seem ... bad; I think the intention is to show how cruel war can be. Tobey Macguire &amp;amp; Jake Gyllenhaal are great, and not to forget Natalie Portman who is more matured now having to act as a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy&lt;br /&gt;"You're my brother. You're my family"&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="text_expose_id_4bad353e46e6a5fab6eb0" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;Tommy&lt;br /&gt;"What's going on Sam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;"I'm  drowning Tommy."&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Cops&lt;br /&gt;"You're a war hero sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;"I'm no fucking hero"&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sam's letter;&lt;br /&gt;"My Darling Grace,&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, it means I didn't make it back.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is certain in this life.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know for sure is that I love you and our girls.&lt;br /&gt;That is the only thing I know."&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know who said 'only the dead have seen the end of war'&lt;br /&gt;I have seen the end of war&lt;br /&gt;The question is can I live again?"&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This is a remake of the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0386342/" onclick="(new  Image()).src='/rg/find-title-2/title_popular/images/b.gif?link=/title/tt0386342/';"&gt;Brødre&lt;/a&gt;  (2004).       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-8431325620478511117?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8431325620478511117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=8431325620478511117&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8431325620478511117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8431325620478511117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/brothers-2009-may-contain-spoilers.html' title='Brothers (2009) -may contain spoilers-'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_p_BL4jstTf8/SzFXvRb5zII/AAAAAAAAB8k/MEm7Xyvi6mc/s72-c/brothers2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3056928015209707115</id><published>2010-01-15T05:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:41:32.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><title type='text'>Colourism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/59/61759-004-763E8070.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 484px; height: 288px;" src="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/59/61759-004-763E8070.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colourism is a term that is used to show prejudice in terms of the person's skin colour. The term is quite new and it has not been define by anyone yet (I believe so). If we were to search in the open based Encyclopedia (Wikipedia), the term &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colorism"&gt;Colorism&lt;/a&gt; is still under discussion and most of the articles were not correctly cited (not to mention it falls under "extremely poor article").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discrimination among human beings in accordance with their skin colour can be seen in America when they are on their way to accept the African as American. During that period the Americans who are fair/pale skinned (Anglo) stands as the majority and the ruling power of America. The Africans who are dark skinned were of course treated differently for being a different race, classes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.webstaurantstore.com/57-lb-1-6-brown-paper-grocery-bag-500-bd/57-lb-1-6-brown-paper-grocery-bag-500-bd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.webstaurantstore.com/57-lb-1-6-brown-paper-grocery-bag-500-bd/57-lb-1-6-brown-paper-grocery-bag-500-bd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the discrimination of race, dark-skinned people were discriminated with the tone colour of their skin. Meaning to say that the darker you are the more discrimination you will get. They point this as the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_paper_bag_test"&gt;Brown Paper Bag Test&lt;/a&gt;", where they will use the colour of the brown paper bag as an indication of your skin colour complexion. Those who are darker than the paper bag will not able to attend the party or any other social events that uses this kind of test during that period. Previously in Wikipedia, it also mentions about the test being done to enter the Harvard University, but that part of the article have been removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in other countries, as a result of the colonization of the Anglo white-skinned people, fair/pale/white-skinned people are being look upon and were seen as more beautiful than those who are darker. This can be seen in my own country Malaysia, India, etc. As a result, beauty product that will make your skin fairer were created and sold to make our skin fairer and "beautiful".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ucm.es/info/genetica/grupod/Genenzima/albinism.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 348px;" src="http://www.ucm.es/info/genetica/grupod/Genenzima/albinism.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my opinion) I think Colourism does not only applies to dark-skinned people because of the &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/7518049.stm"&gt;Black Albino cases in Africa&lt;/a&gt;. Albinos in Africa were hunted and killed as they said that their body parts are very valuable in witchcraft. They were also seen as bringers of bad luck in their community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.elfwood.com/art/l/i/lindabongers/rebirth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 355px;" src="http://images.elfwood.com/art/l/i/lindabongers/rebirth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the there will be more research in the study of Colourism. I am looking into the possibility about the view of the "colour" itself in relation with the colour of the skin; does the view that light/fair/white imagery is positive and dark/black imagery is negative (for example we have a hero that dresses in white and a villain in black) can reflect to the colour of the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc178/avengingangel17/Angel25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 301px;" src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc178/avengingangel17/Angel25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also try to look upon this matter in the Islamic point of view. Findings will be posted in the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-3056928015209707115?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3056928015209707115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3056928015209707115&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3056928015209707115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3056928015209707115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/colourismerm.html' title='Colourism'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1397317392527666744</id><published>2010-01-03T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:42:05.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Muallaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.klue.com.my/assets/0001/0242/muallaf2_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 521px;" src="http://www.klue.com.my/assets/0001/0242/muallaf2_std.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last post about the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muallaf &lt;/span&gt;is actually a contest, where I have to post something about the movie to get passes to watch the "Grand Premiere" of it in Malaysia (haha). Yes I did got the passes (4) ; Sapick, xLANx, Fader Mariano and me had a good time watching it (it's free).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is good with lots of things to think about, especially about religion. It is rated certificate 18PL, for its contents being unsuitable for those who are not matured enough. I agree with the rate, but I do not understand why it should be banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no big issue to be controversial. The movie does not promote religious pluralism as some claims it to be. The masturbating scene was totally harmless (there may not be even such a scene if one would view it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said that maybe the reason why the movie is banned in Malaysia is because of the statement Rohani (Sharifah Amani) said about why alcohol are not banned in the country since it only brings bad things. Politic wise, the statement may offend the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's nice to buy the DVD as a collection. I like TaleNTime better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tak sempat nak amik gambar dengan Sharifah Amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-1397317392527666744?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1397317392527666744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1397317392527666744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1397317392527666744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1397317392527666744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/muallaf.html' title='Muallaf'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2344814256305763988</id><published>2009-12-13T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:42:05.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Muallaf (2008 or 2009?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bismillahirahmanirahim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the name of God, the most Gracious and most Merciful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sapadunia.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/muallaf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 500px;" src="http://sapadunia.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/muallaf1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yasmin Ahmad's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muallaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; premieres in Malaysian screen in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After one year of waiting, after hearing stuff about the movie, finally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muallaf &lt;/span&gt;will be premiering in Malaysian screens on 24th December 2009. The movie had already premiered in Singapore more than a year ago (27th November 2008). I have doubt whether this is actually a Malaysian or Singaporean made movie (actually the movie involves both MHZ Film from M'sia &amp;amp; The Picturehouse from S'pore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how the movie manage to be screening in Malaysia after failing to pass the Malaysian censorship authorities. I heard that there is a masturbating scene in the movie (maybe some sex education from our dear Yasmin Ahmad). I hope that Yasmin's fifth movie will be as great as the others. And Sharifah Amani, don't fail me... huhu ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the next post will be the review of the movie.&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/4084954384548492003-2344814256305763988?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2344814256305763988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2344814256305763988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2344814256305763988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2344814256305763988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/muallaf-2008-or-2009.html' title='Muallaf (2008 or 2009?)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2733154968460684224</id><published>2009-12-13T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:42:20.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><title type='text'>Mackinac (MAK-in-aw) Island and horses is a better place.</title><content type='html'>Peace be upon awak~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pennyroulette.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/1940mackinacisland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 331px;" src="http://pennyroulette.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/1940mackinacisland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mackinac Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my ideal place to live. Mackinac (pronounced as Mackinaw) Island situated in the islands of Michigan U.S.A is a popular tourist attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.creativehoneymoonideas.info/images/destinations-Mackinac-Island-KnobHill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://www.creativehoneymoonideas.info/images/destinations-Mackinac-Island-KnobHill.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about this island is that it bans all kinds of motor vehicles except for the ones that are really needed (snowmobiles during winter, service vehicles and emergency vehicles). The island's occupants uses horses and bicycles as the main form of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hedweb.com/animimag/horses-gallop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 336px;" src="http://www.hedweb.com/animimag/horses-gallop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discussed with my dad about making the world a better place by replacing cars and other motors vehicles with horses, but my dad said that it's not possible because the cost of having a horse is much more expensive than a car. Buying a horse is costly enough, maintaining, caring, etc bills is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rlv.zcache.com/american_saddlebred_go_green_ride_a_horse_t_tshirt-p2355639177332667814028_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 367px;" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/american_saddlebred_go_green_ride_a_horse_t_tshirt-p2355639177332667814028_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe that having horses are better than cars. Yes it is costly to have (buy) a horse nowadays. It's just because the production of horses are less than cars which makes horses more rare. When it's rare, the things to maintain it will also be rare, so does the production of it. When things are rare they'll become expensive, so does things like the spare-parts of a Ford car in Malaysia or the spare-parts of other mega expensive cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pollutionissues.com/images/paz_02_img0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 276px;" src="http://www.pollutionissues.com/images/paz_02_img0237.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we just need to start to use horses again. We just have to start using it step by step. It will be very costly at the beginning, but when horses are produced in a large number (I'm not stating that horses are produce like machinery huhu) it will be affordable to us in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://carenvironment.net/UploadFile/air4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 249px;" src="http://carenvironment.net/UploadFile/air4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not against motor vehicles in all as some of it are really in need of use such as the ambulance, heavyweights lorries, etc. But having to cut most of the normal motor vehicles will indeed save the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kktravels.com/images/go_green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.kktravels.com/images/go_green.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-2733154968460684224?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2733154968460684224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2733154968460684224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2733154968460684224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2733154968460684224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/mackinac-mak-in-aw-island-and-horses-is.html' title='Mackinac (MAK-in-aw) Island and horses is a better place.'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-4551079768848271380</id><published>2009-10-09T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:42:30.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Taxi-ani (two Taxis)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/brainiac/112_0710_09z%2Bferrari_secret_history%2Btaxi_driver_de_niro-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 296px;" src="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/brainiac/112_0710_09z%2Bferrari_secret_history%2Btaxi_driver_de_niro-thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a story about two different taxi drivers that I've encounter with. I'll try to write it as a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, Man, Malay Taxi Driver (M.T.D), Chinese Taxi Driver (C.T.D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A teenage boy, standing and waiting for a taxi to town. Came one; a Malay driver in his 30s. The boy enters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : Bandar ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.T.D : Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The trip is not far. Silence accompanies them as they went on the road to reach the destination. The fee is RM1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: (opens up his wallet, hands the driver a RM5 note) Nah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.T.D : (looks for change) Isshh ... takde duit pecah la (looks again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : (looks again in his wallet, trying to find coins as substitute) Takde gak ni ... camane ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.T.D : (still looking for change while putting on a thinking face) Kire halal la ek? takde duit pecah ni (smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy : (blurs) Ah ... Okay ... (exits the taxi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.T.D : (drives away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Time move slowly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy (monologue) : Celaka betol ... kena rembat duit aku ... senang betul aku kne tipu ... baik sangat ke aku ni? macam sial rembat duit orang macam tu ... celaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lights off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lights on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A man walking towards a long queue of taxi. He stops at the one in front of a Chinese driver ones looking in his 50s. He opens the door passenger's seat door. It won't open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : (points towards the backseat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : (opens up the backseat) Wangsa Walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : Siffllas sd (slurs)&lt;br /&gt;Man : (enters taxi) Mende tadi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : Sila masuk (pushes the meter button on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : Wangsa Walk ya ... Brape ringgit ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : Tak jauh pun ... lima ringgit pun tak makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destination reached. The meter indicates that it's RM3.80. Two Malay boy is looking towards the taxi outside of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : (opens his wallet, he only have two RM1 notes and a RM50 note) Takde pecah la ... (hands the driver a Rm50 note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.TD : Aiyooh ... takde pecah la (check in his pocket and counts his money for change) tak cukup laa ... (checks again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : (checks his wallet and bag for any possible changes that can be use) ... takde duit kecik la ... camane ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : takpela (smiles) bagi je dua ringgit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : isshh ... mana boleh camtu (looks around if there's any shops for change, there ain't any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : takpe, takpe ... saya drive jauh boleh dapat passenger lagi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : Betol ke ni? Minta maaf sangat-sangat (shakes hands with the driver)&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : betol ... takpe-takpe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The two boys standing outside comes closer to the taxi and signalling the taxi driver for a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.T.D : haa tengok suda ade passenger ... tak rugi pun ... (smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : Terima kasih banyak-banyak ya ... minta maaf skali lagi ... (exits the taxi smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lights off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the story of my experience taxi riding with two different kind of driver that I'd value the memories. To be honest, I'm quite ashame with the Malay driver as a Malay myself. I always thought that Chinese would be stingy on money (I know it's prejudice). because of this I will never again view people in stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Chinese Taxi Driver, I really thank you for your hospitality and generosity. Even though it's just 10 minutes ride, I will remember it for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Malay Taxi Driver, I don't like the way you treat me, but I do thank you for the experience you gave me because it has made me a different person. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I would love to take a ride in Robert de Niro's taxi. (Taxi Driver 1976)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.movietrimmer.com/content/default/english/images/movies/46355_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.movietrimmer.com/content/default/english/images/movies/46355_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-4551079768848271380?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4551079768848271380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=4551079768848271380&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4551079768848271380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4551079768848271380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/taxi-ani-two-taxis.html' title='Taxi-ani (two Taxis)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1994751564459406687</id><published>2009-10-03T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:43:35.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Kampung Life Part 2 (raya + explicit)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Assalamualaikum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Raya I want to show pictures of rendang making at my home in Kuantan (how to make rendang our style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOdJkrUOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/prf_YlpywWk/s1600-h/DSCN1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388432110609191138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOdJkrUOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/prf_YlpywWk/s320/DSCN1207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It starts with selecting the right knife (to slaughter the chickens of course). The knife must be extra sharp as to make the slaughtering process easier and less suffering for the chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we get our hands on the chickens (8 of them) we will start slaughtering them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOd9VhaZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HSk1u053BYQ/s1600-h/DSCN1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388432124504271250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOd9VhaZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HSk1u053BYQ/s320/DSCN1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slaughtering a chicken is not an easy thing as we must grab/hold/pinch the right ... thing and slaughter/slice/potong the right part of the neck. The process must be done in haste as slowing it may cause more sufferings to the animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing that, we will let the animal to die at peace before we pick them to pluck the feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The following image may be disturbing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOevS5G6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/XT4C3hOtk_k/s1600-h/DSCN1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388432137915014050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOevS5G6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/XT4C3hOtk_k/s320/DSCN1217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that we must ensure that it is really dead before we pick it up. Here's one which took so long to die. I had to chop of the head later because my father said that it'll only cause it more suffering if it remains alive like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOeNzV13I/AAAAAAAAAOY/101S2xABf7E/s1600-h/DSCN1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388432128924309362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOeNzV13I/AAAAAAAAAOY/101S2xABf7E/s320/DSCN1213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sure that it is really dead then you can dip/rendam in boiling hot water to pluck the feathers easier. This is the part that I hated the most in making rendang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOfD9r0iI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TZwghs80EwM/s1600-h/DSCN1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388432143463207458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOfD9r0iI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TZwghs80EwM/s320/DSCN1222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to ensure that all the feathers are plucked because ... how would you feel if there's still feathers on a KFC Dinner Plate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQa9qVMqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jiY1kjXlLhU/s1600-h/DSCN1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388434272075199138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQa9qVMqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jiY1kjXlLhU/s320/DSCN1224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we'll remove the intestines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseYwhRLtaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C-faQDaSlaU/s1600-h/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388443438503671202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseYwhRLtaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C-faQDaSlaU/s320/DSCN1221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While removing the intestines we can find eggs which were not layed yet (the white one) and even eggs which are not yet to become eggs -erk?- (the orange ones) This one you cannot find it in stores/pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQbLdhNCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sznMQR5qWzA/s1600-h/DSCN1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388434275779556386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQbLdhNCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sznMQR5qWzA/s320/DSCN1225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The you'll cut it to pieces and wash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQcBkXDdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0samS1NaDvA/s1600-h/DSCN1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388434290303765970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQcBkXDdI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0samS1NaDvA/s320/DSCN1227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next we have to get some coconut milk . This the tool used to rip open the cocunut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQbkLo9BI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oq-LiwE8qoA/s1600-h/DSCN1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388434282415453202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQbkLo9BI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oq-LiwE8qoA/s320/DSCN1226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just poke the thing in and rip it open. After ripping off the outer layer, we'll smash/cut the cocunut into half and ... get it processed to get the coconut milk/santan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQcUF6FoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/DK34GmSS0sQ/s1600-h/DSCN1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388434295276312194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseQcUF6FoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/DK34GmSS0sQ/s320/DSCN1228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After done cutting/slicing/blending the onions,spices, etc we'll set up the place to cook the rendang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseSGt2rrVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hCL7I8QW6-I/s1600-h/DSCN1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388436123257908562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseSGt2rrVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hCL7I8QW6-I/s320/DSCN1229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the ingredient from afar . The coconut milk is poured in when the other ingredients are well mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseSHJ360wI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ovOdPpSiXrQ/s1600-h/DSCN1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388436130779288322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseSHJ360wI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ovOdPpSiXrQ/s320/DSCN1230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half way there after pouring the santan/coconut milk. Sorry I forgot to capture the picture of the finished ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc0P_xUVbW4/SMY-gW2tnAI/AAAAAAAAALU/eaR4JhmYYi4/s400/rndang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc0P_xUVbW4/SMY-gW2tnAI/AAAAAAAAALU/eaR4JhmYYi4/s400/rndang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a picture taken from the net of how the chicken rendang would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseSHn50IQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/W7d9Uc-VH1w/s1600-h/DSCN1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388436138840301826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseSHn50IQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/W7d9Uc-VH1w/s320/DSCN1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A unique ketupat brought by my aunt. A Ketupat made using &lt;strong&gt;(tq teyhah)&lt;/strong&gt; Pitcher Plant/Periuk Kera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sseh1U4IVJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/M5R2Q4r15p8/s1600-h/DSCN1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388453416681362578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sseh1U4IVJI/AAAAAAAAAQA/M5R2Q4r15p8/s320/DSCN1233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad says that this banana is called Pisang Tanduk/Horn Banana. I never knew that it can get until this big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-1994751564459406687?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1994751564459406687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1994751564459406687&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1994751564459406687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1994751564459406687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/kampung-life-part-2-raya-explicit.html' title='Kampung Life Part 2 (raya + explicit)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SseOdJkrUOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/prf_YlpywWk/s72-c/DSCN1207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-7812584272674196702</id><published>2009-09-13T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:42:46.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><title type='text'>MUSE - Uprising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Uhcatx7vL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 391px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Uhcatx7vL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zmemusic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/muse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 361px;" src="http://www.zmemusic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/muse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.stereogum.com/img/muse-resistance-album-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 399px;" src="http://cdn.stereogum.com/img/muse-resistance-album-art.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's the most awaited new single from British rockers Muse&lt;br /&gt;They've been quite in hiatus since their last release, "Black Holes and&lt;br /&gt;Revelations" last 2006. It's been 3 years and with "Uprising", they&lt;br /&gt;signal the release of their comeback album titled "The Resistance". The&lt;br /&gt;band's latest album will be released on September 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the song, it's intro is kind of an interlude as it started&lt;br /&gt;almost a minute into the 5-minute new summer anthem. The effortless&lt;br /&gt;rhythmical arrangement of synthesizers in the beginning of the song is&lt;br /&gt;brilliant. Besides of the infectious "come-on" chants in the&lt;br /&gt;background, there's nothing that "new" in the track. It is still the&lt;br /&gt;same Muse we knew since the early 2000s. The spike and attitude is&lt;br /&gt;still there, and I'm quite envisioning the video to the song. It's&lt;br /&gt;something like a &lt;span4727184&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" style="color: rgb(0, 15, 255); text-decoration: underline;" id="Y4727184S6"&gt;fusion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span4727184&gt; of U2 and &lt;span4727184&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" style="color: rgb(0, 15, 255); text-decoration: underline;" id="Y4727184S2"&gt;Keane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span4727184&gt;, which is quite positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, it's 5-minute combination of a much efforted ingenuity&lt;br /&gt;from one of the greatest &lt;span4727184&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" style="color: rgb(0, 15, 255); text-decoration: underline;" id="Y4727184S9"&gt;bands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span4727184&gt; of the 21st century&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the single when it comes out on September 7, 2009. The group has&lt;br /&gt;been also confirmed of a stint at the 2009 MTV Video Music Awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(taken from a website)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-7812584272674196702?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7812584272674196702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=7812584272674196702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7812584272674196702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7812584272674196702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/muse-uprising.html' title='MUSE - Uprising'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-6687823343078598097</id><published>2009-09-12T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:43:03.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><title type='text'>Danger of Lying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://parkes1.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/pinochio-300x294.png?w=300&amp;amp;h=294"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 294px;" src="http://parkes1.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/pinochio-300x294.png?w=300&amp;amp;h=294" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fell off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(tq xLANx)&lt;/span&gt; a motorcycle at Greenwood once, riding with my friend. Me and my friend have some minor injuries and were treated at the IIUM clinic. I didn't tell my parents about this because they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(tq xLANx)&lt;/span&gt; me not to ride on a motorcycle whatever the case is (they're motorcycle-phobic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the news got to my parents, but in a different version. I don't know how the news spread but what reached my parents is that I've been in an accident and I'm in the hospital with my arm broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how things turn out when someone lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might sound totally absurd but think about it : You know that Charles Darwin told us that humans are the descendants of apes. One day if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone tells(tq xLANx)&lt;/span&gt; (lying as a joke) that we actually evolve from frogs, as the frog prince fairy tale were not just created without a cause, people might just believe it and discuss about it (we have the whole theorist and philosopher convention on this), thus create another theory of evolution concerning frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the example given sounds silly but look wider on how a simple lie can change the whole story ad how a lie that is intended as a joke can change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nurv3.blogsome.com/images/ButterflyEffect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 327px;" src="http://nurv3.blogsome.com/images/ButterflyEffect.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Butterfly Effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet (PBUH) "forbade Muslims from lying even if they do so only as a joke, in order to make others laugh."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-6687823343078598097?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6687823343078598097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=6687823343078598097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6687823343078598097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6687823343078598097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/danger-of-lying.html' title='Danger of Lying'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-8206154229015737992</id><published>2009-09-01T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:34:53.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Satan in Chains (Ramadan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_APoI4IkOJeg/SmaPr4xulZI/AAAAAAAABoY/b7qIWygF6GI/s800/durer-chained-devil.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 346px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_APoI4IkOJeg/SmaPr4xulZI/AAAAAAAABoY/b7qIWygF6GI/s800/durer-chained-devil.PNG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been told that Satan are chained during the Ramadan month. So, there won't be any haunting ghost around and that we're safe from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Abu Hurairah, (may Allah be pleased with him) quoted the Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) as saying: &lt;b&gt;“When the month of Ramadan comes, the gates of Paradise are opened and the gates of the Hellfire are closed, and the devils are chained.”&lt;/b&gt; (Reported by al-Bukhari)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/2960865481_ceea3e83ac.jpg?v=1224598381"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 319px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/2960865481_ceea3e83ac.jpg?v=1224598381" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Muslim) know that Satan is the cause of all evil things. So why are there still sins committed if Satan is actually locked up or chained in the month of Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked this question in an IRK (Islamic Revealed Knowledge) class during my undergraduate studies. The lecturer said that we should not take the Hadith literally. By that she means that the Satans are not actually or literally chained but were chained due to our religious deeds (Amal) ; fasting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunat terawikh ,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do 100% agree with her explanations. I agree with her that the Satans are not literally chained. Why do we still have sinners in the month of Ramadan if they are actually locked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is our job to lock them up. I prefer to chain them because it sounds cooler (nonsense hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: when I refer to Satan it would include devils, ghosts, djinns, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa, Happy Fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah S.W.T be with you. Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-8206154229015737992?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8206154229015737992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=8206154229015737992&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8206154229015737992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8206154229015737992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/satan-in-chains-ramadan.html' title='Satan in Chains (Ramadan)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_APoI4IkOJeg/SmaPr4xulZI/AAAAAAAABoY/b7qIWygF6GI/s72-c/durer-chained-devil.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2017414551495419479</id><published>2009-08-23T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:40:29.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><title type='text'>An Idea of Maturity</title><content type='html'>Once my cousin came to my place and ask my dad about marriage. They were young and they asked about whether they are old enough to marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's response is "if you find classic musics as to be good to your ears, that means that you're matured enough".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree with my dad's statement and even though it might not be 100% true, it does reflect your maturity in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the music, those singers and musicians would tend to produce music that reflect their age and maturity. Look at Lady Gaga and Dave Matthews Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://milkand2sugars.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/3oh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 297px;" src="http://milkand2sugars.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/3oh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that I'm not that matured as I do love 3OH!3 but I also love Elvis Presley (Suspicious Mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://werichanel.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/elvis-presley-brv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 310px;" src="http://werichanel.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/elvis-presley-brv01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm envious of my friends who are getting married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-2017414551495419479?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2017414551495419479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2017414551495419479&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2017414551495419479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2017414551495419479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/idea-of-maturity.html' title='An Idea of Maturity'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1670941466361961363</id><published>2009-07-17T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:38:39.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Exorcist (1973) Never Trust The Devil (part 2)</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since the last time I posted something. I am really sorry because I am still busy with CPS, classes, etc. But from time, I will try to find some to post something on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another meaningful quotes from the movie The Exorcist (1973) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Merrin and Father Damien are taking a rest from the exorcism;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbh55-7II/AAAAAAAAANc/NwASnbFAbws/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbh55-7II/AAAAAAAAANc/NwASnbFAbws/s320/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359665669585431682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Damien : Why this girl? It doesn't make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbiGyxa0I/AAAAAAAAANk/gW0ZMbY6Wds/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbiGyxa0I/AAAAAAAAANk/gW0ZMbY6Wds/s320/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359665673044847426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Merrin : I think the point is to make us despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbievEnYI/AAAAAAAAANs/iMsqIRdWXNM/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbievEnYI/AAAAAAAAANs/iMsqIRdWXNM/s320/3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359665679471779202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Merrin : To see oursleves as...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbig821cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/pEWZ6Sb4ULU/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbig821cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/pEWZ6Sb4ULU/s320/4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359665680066467266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Merrin : ...animal and ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbi76kInI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ecp9iF41sL0/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbi76kInI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ecp9iF41sL0/s320/5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359665687304610418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Merrin : To reject the possibility that God could love us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all settled down and have my own room I will indeed post more. Thank you . May Allah SWT bless you all. Amin.&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/4084954384548492003-1670941466361961363?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1670941466361961363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1670941466361961363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1670941466361961363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1670941466361961363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/exorcist-1973-never-trust-devil-part-2.html' title='The Exorcist (1973) Never Trust The Devil (part 2)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SmFbh55-7II/AAAAAAAAANc/NwASnbFAbws/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-5436142261938475130</id><published>2009-07-04T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:43:42.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>It's a kampung life ... ( especially for Willisena and Syaiful)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't updated my blog for quite a while. I'm so sorry because I just want to inform my friends about my missing hand phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a post about my kampung life. This post is especially for my dear friend sister Willisena and her dear husband Syaiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home last Tuesday and I had to borrow my dad's digital camera to take the pictures because I lost my camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j-x-5ULI/AAAAAAAAALs/OrMWsxSHy_c/s1600-h/DSCN1133.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j-x-5ULI/AAAAAAAAALs/OrMWsxSHy_c/s320/DSCN1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354678780931166386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's the fruit season, at home we have lots of seasonal fruits. Here's the Rambutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lX4wscwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CTSUTQCtdY0/s1600-h/DSCN1159.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lX4wscwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CTSUTQCtdY0/s320/DSCN1159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354680311759008514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's another Rambutan tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-q0GWxw5I/AAAAAAAAANU/uHkJDN-wmjM/s1600-h/DSCN1141.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-q0GWxw5I/AAAAAAAAANU/uHkJDN-wmjM/s320/DSCN1141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354686294002877330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a picture of the Durian tree from below. I don't eat Durian but I do love Tempoyak (processed Durian like how they make Cheese from milk, I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lXvhkpZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/zxaIgsUnoSA/s1600-h/DSCN1137.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lXvhkpZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/zxaIgsUnoSA/s320/DSCN1137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354680309279663506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's some Ciku. Kak Lis said that in English it's called Chiku. I hope she's referring to the same fruit. It's called Sapodilla (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you al-Azhar Tengku al-Walid&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-mtDBx7OI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UT6mOoy3Qds/s1600-h/DSCN1158.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-mtDBx7OI/AAAAAAAAAM8/UT6mOoy3Qds/s320/DSCN1158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354681774803905762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the equipment we use to pluck those fruits. Just imagine how it works because I don't know how to explain it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lYLKOhiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ihLLGzF5D-g/s1600-h/DSCN1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lYLKOhiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ihLLGzF5D-g/s320/DSCN1160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354680316697937442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a view of one of the fruit's tree. Guess what kind tree it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h8bm8NNI/AAAAAAAAALE/-Mrx-fSkAdU/s1600-h/DSCN1151.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h8bm8NNI/AAAAAAAAALE/-Mrx-fSkAdU/s320/DSCN1151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676541542118610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes it is a Manggosteen tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_wiPUZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZPE4mxj-7Ec/s1600-h/DSCN1168.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_wiPUZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZPE4mxj-7Ec/s320/DSCN1168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354678797722407314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to climb the tree to get the fruit. It's fun to climb the tree because the branches are strong and it goes like a ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lXV6ObyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lB00t9O0k1E/s1600-h/DSCN1163.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lXV6ObyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lB00t9O0k1E/s320/DSCN1163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354680302403743522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To make it easier I have to hang the bag (I'm using a plastic bag) on one of its branches so that it's easier for me to climb the tree and pluck the fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h9KTYEdI/AAAAAAAAALc/MKxSyoZh6bM/s1600-h/DSCN1167.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h9KTYEdI/AAAAAAAAALc/MKxSyoZh6bM/s320/DSCN1167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676554076525010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can see the fruit now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h8j4Z5aI/AAAAAAAAALM/zcfU9F_gEjg/s1600-h/DSCN1162.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h8j4Z5aI/AAAAAAAAALM/zcfU9F_gEjg/s320/DSCN1162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676543762851234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_ex2yTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YEDwG2gI6yY/s1600-h/DSCN1161.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_ex2yTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YEDwG2gI6yY/s320/DSCN1161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354678792956070194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture taken on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_DrU5VI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1TA8fvglnyQ/s1600-h/DSCN1134.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_DrU5VI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1TA8fvglnyQ/s320/DSCN1134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354678785680926034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moving on to the chicken barn(Jali's Palace).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h9FpKn2I/AAAAAAAAALk/R3r5xZRxvD0/s1600-h/DSCN1150.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h9FpKn2I/AAAAAAAAALk/R3r5xZRxvD0/s320/DSCN1150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676552825741154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view from inside of the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lXnvgzwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QbfOb4RhTuA/s1600-h/DSCN1156.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-lXnvgzwI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QbfOb4RhTuA/s320/DSCN1156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354680307190648578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think you guys have been expecting him. Yup, this is Jali. He's busy at the back part of our house now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-mtSeGIBI/AAAAAAAAANE/Xt0U3o5IbqU/s1600-h/DSCN1157.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-mtSeGIBI/AAAAAAAAANE/Xt0U3o5IbqU/s320/DSCN1157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354681778949201938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jali. No he is not snobbish(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You Alia for the translation of 'sombong'&lt;/span&gt;) . He does come to our kitchen but rarely now because he's busy being the King at the backyard. He's no '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kacang Lupakan Kulit&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_jTgCTI/AAAAAAAAAME/UXhyg6VuHk8/s1600-h/DSCN1130.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j_jTgCTI/AAAAAAAAAME/UXhyg6VuHk8/s320/DSCN1130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354678794170927410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my home. We're trying to grow grass but it's the season where it rarely rains, so it's a bit hard for that.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h8jLC_uI/AAAAAAAAALU/gQxsANuU2YY/s1600-h/DSCN1131.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-h8jLC_uI/AAAAAAAAALU/gQxsANuU2YY/s320/DSCN1131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676543572606690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the back there there's three trees. Those are the manggosteen trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-mttiGBsI/AAAAAAAAANM/jUZKjVcuXhg/s1600-h/DSCN1111.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/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-mttiGBsI/AAAAAAAAANM/jUZKjVcuXhg/s320/DSCN1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354681786213729986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally a picture taken by my brother. I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-5436142261938475130?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5436142261938475130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=5436142261938475130&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5436142261938475130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5436142261938475130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-kampung-life-especially-for.html' title='It&apos;s a kampung life ... ( especially for Willisena and Syaiful)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sk-j-x-5ULI/AAAAAAAAALs/OrMWsxSHy_c/s72-c/DSCN1133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-4591956382837288359</id><published>2009-06-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:43:48.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><title type='text'>I lost my hand phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mydigitallife.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/sony-ericsson-k810i-combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.mydigitallife.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/sony-ericsson-k810i-combo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The kind of phone that went missing this morning. (There's some Jali pics in the phone that I haven't uploaded to the PC yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I just lost my Sony Ericsson (k810i) phone. It was there beside me at 6am (I read messages by Kak Lis &amp;amp; Bawang) then I went back to sleep. At 9am it's not there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a story about my friend who lost her phone maybe two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profit-investor.com/images/img_reward_N3230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 356px;" src="http://profit-investor.com/images/img_reward_N3230.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The kind of phone that my friend lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(setting Mahallah/College Halimah in IIUM)&lt;br /&gt;She went to the toilet for a while, she left her phone at her room and when she came back it was not there anymore. So she called me asking what to do... I told her to pray to Allah S.W.T and report it to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, she report her missing phone to the office. At that point of time I was on my way back from Kuantan to IIUM (UIA). I was on the bus. There's nothing that I can do to help her at that point of time, so I just pray to Allah S.W.T hoping that something good will happen and that she could find her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After an hour or two after she called me telling about her missing phone she called back, but this time she managed to find her phone. The office conducted a spot-check to find the phone (I don't know covering what area) and eventually they found it in the toilet. Deep in my heart I feel that my prayers somehow did help her in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point that I want say is that if things like this happens to you, you should never stop hoping and never forget to ask help from Allah S.W.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I can have my phone back. I don't want to wish that those who took my phone would rot in hell because I think it's a bad thing to wish for. Maybe this is a punishment to me for things that I've done. Maybe it's a reminder for me to take care of my things better (lesson learned).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys can help me pray that things will get better. Amin. Just pray the best for me. Amin. The best for you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-4591956382837288359?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4591956382837288359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=4591956382837288359&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4591956382837288359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4591956382837288359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-lost-my-hand-phone.html' title='I lost my hand phone'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2897024085768943768</id><published>2009-06-14T02:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:38:39.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Exorcist (1973) Never Trust The Devil (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Here's some great quotes from the movie The Exorcist (1973). Indeed it's a very wonderful horror movie. To me it's the best horror film ever, not because of the scary images only but for the messages inside it and so is the cinematography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Damien &amp;amp; Merrin getting ready for the exorcism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS3qJUK4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rC3cCX9j_3g/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS3qJUK4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rC3cCX9j_3g/s320/a.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130511243619202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Father Merrin : Especially important is the warning to avoid conversations with the demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS3n_QFmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/u_0fjbMjbQ8/s1600-h/b.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS3n_QFmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/u_0fjbMjbQ8/s320/b.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130510664537698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : We may ask what is relevant, but anything beyond that is dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS39DpvjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8HHJX9JGpU8/s1600-h/c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS39DpvjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8HHJX9JGpU8/s320/c.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130516320140850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : He's a liar. The demon is a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS4P55ouI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0y6FNxuoFao/s1600-h/d.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS4P55ouI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0y6FNxuoFao/s320/d.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130521379513058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : He will lie to confuse us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS4c5A0-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3knsDXh0f_A/s1600-h/e.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS4c5A0-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3knsDXh0f_A/s320/e.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347130524865450978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : But he will also mix lies with the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbtu7CPKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pB0zqQ0R7j8/s1600-h/f.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbtu7CPKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pB0zqQ0R7j8/s320/f.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347140236331859106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : ...to attack us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbt4L1nsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/J89LOfpnKoM/s1600-h/g.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbt4L1nsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/J89LOfpnKoM/s320/g.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347140238818254530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin :  The attack is psychological, Damien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbt2QdsHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/h7RQXebeKF4/s1600-h/h.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbt2QdsHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/h7RQXebeKF4/s320/h.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347140238300786802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : And powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbuKLkCVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/H7UH6sWVj3w/s1600-h/i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbuKLkCVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/H7UH6sWVj3w/s320/i.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347140243648940370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : So don't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbuZFaN3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/XCpNUce-skA/s1600-h/j.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTbuZFaN3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/XCpNUce-skA/s320/j.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347140247649662834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Merrin : Remember that. Do not listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiCpQyzRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8Ox3hQo2D0I/s1600-h/k.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiCpQyzRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8Ox3hQo2D0I/s320/k.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347147192659528978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Damien : It might be helpful if I gave you some background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiCl_aZFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_StzO21a2xE/s1600-h/l.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiCl_aZFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/_StzO21a2xE/s320/l.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347147191781319762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Damien : ...on the different personalities Regan has manifested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiC1euhjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/FeKCrPxqUks/s1600-h/m.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiC1euhjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/FeKCrPxqUks/s320/m.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347147195939194418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Damien : So far, I'd say there seem to be three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiC-OcY5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/AGbzY72hXEI/s1600-h/n.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTiC-OcY5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/AGbzY72hXEI/s320/n.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347147198286816146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father Damien : She's convinced that-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father Merrin  : (cuts) There is only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the film bases on Christianity for it's still Islamic in a way. (I think) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-2897024085768943768?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2897024085768943768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2897024085768943768&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2897024085768943768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2897024085768943768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/exorcist-1973-never-trust-satans-part-1.html' title='The Exorcist (1973) Never Trust The Devil (part 1)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SjTS3qJUK4I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rC3cCX9j_3g/s72-c/a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3969872624084348513</id><published>2009-06-09T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:40:29.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><title type='text'>The Best Thing In Life IS ? (tq Teyhah)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Best Thing In Life IS Free&lt;/span&gt;...(tq teyhah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree with the statement simply because you cannot enter Heaven for free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To perform the Hajj you need money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Thing In Life is to live moderately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things in life which is great and free but there are things which costs something but are still good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing In Life Is Free&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not true because oxygen is free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderation is the best way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I think I should write a book about living life moderately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so lazy to write a longer one.I'm going back to Kuantan tomorrow, so I'd like to leave a post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-3969872624084348513?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3969872624084348513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3969872624084348513&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3969872624084348513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3969872624084348513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-thing-in-life-are.html' title='The Best Thing In Life IS ? (tq Teyhah)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-5448378349204117502</id><published>2009-06-05T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:12:13.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Jali, The ayam Epic (updated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilM5LSOkjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uhIL4ktnhdE/s1600-h/DSC00893.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilM5LSOkjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uhIL4ktnhdE/s320/DSC00893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886978017301042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet Jali (a name given by my bro Syauqi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As promised, here's the epic story of Jali the ayam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jali was a no-chicken when he was a small chick. He was abandoned by his family (the chicken pack). So as an exile from his pack(family) he went to our kitchen's doorstep for food. It was a pity seeing a little chick being all alone, so we took care of it by giving him bits of rice, etc for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_emLJ-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/bCVhMSTLilU/s1600-h/DSC00891.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_emLJ-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/bCVhMSTLilU/s320/DSC00891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343890384815335394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's where Jali would crave for food when he was a chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As times goes on, Jali grew bigger and stronger. Whilst others (chicken) were being slaughtered on Aidilfitri, Aidiladha and other occasions, Jali were still being fed at our doorstep. Yet at that time he is still alone with us feeding bits. He also turn out to be so gentle with us, as you can lift him up and pat his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cared less about Jali because ... who would care about a homeless chicken?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_Mfx0yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kTN2_CmQb5E/s1600-h/DSC00884.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_Mfx0yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kTN2_CmQb5E/s320/DSC00884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343890379956671266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one eyed General. This is not Jali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not until I returned home from UIA one day that I found out that he grew so large. In addition to that he is also now like the leader of the whole hens (the lady Chicken). It was common for a Cock/Rooster (adult male chicken ehem2) to lead a couple of the hens as their own, just like what the lion did to the lioness. At the time when Jali was small there would be a few roosters who'd lead their hens. Jali on the other hand is different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP-xgrPqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/12lZbrC5otM/s1600-h/DSC00882.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP-xgrPqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/12lZbrC5otM/s320/DSC00882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343890372712677026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Supreme Ruler of our Hens, Jali the Great.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look at how big he is compared to the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jali is now like a supreme ruler of the hens at our house. I think he controls almost all of the hens leaving the other roosters alone and lonely (haha). He is really amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilaoxnH-VI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TlXQ1L9GxkM/s1600-h/DSC00889.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilaoxnH-VI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TlXQ1L9GxkM/s320/DSC00889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343902089410509138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lonely rooster staying away form Jali's territory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_-1v2uI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Glu-SUzW8pM/s1600-h/DSC00894.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_-1v2uI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Glu-SUzW8pM/s320/DSC00894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343890393470589666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just look at the size of Jali's spur. No need to attach the steel ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_lq9EmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6q9dbAknRRI/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilP_lq9EmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6q9dbAknRRI/s320/DSC00892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343890386714432098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What'cha you looking at? (Robert de Niro's style)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really amazing to think about how Jali had survive living a no-chicken life and ending up as he is now. Just think about it, how hard you live your life, how suffering it is, to Jali "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what doesn't kills you only make you stronger&lt;/span&gt;". I know it's weird to think about a chicken's life but if a chicken can do it why can't human? This post also supports my earlier post  about"Oppression is Salvation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilS-uonpPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zxyRG1573yw/s1600-h/DSC00924.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/_37uISA-jkD0/SilS-uonpPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zxyRG1573yw/s320/DSC00924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343893670475572466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A crippled chick left out from it's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope that this chick (pic above) would take Jali's life as an inspiration and motivation to life it's life. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope that you would too...&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/4084954384548492003-5448378349204117502?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5448378349204117502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=5448378349204117502&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5448378349204117502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5448378349204117502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/jali-epic.html' title='Jali, The ayam Epic (updated)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SilM5LSOkjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uhIL4ktnhdE/s72-c/DSC00893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3152644368480115592</id><published>2009-06-02T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:41:48.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football/Soccer'/><title type='text'>Welcome Carlo Ancelotti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sportinglife.com/09/06/330/Ancelotti_2312972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 248px;" src="http://images.sportinglife.com/09/06/330/Ancelotti_2312972.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carlo Ancelotti (Chelsea's new manager)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Welcome to Chelsea F.C Carlo Ancelotti. Born in June the 10th 1959, a former player and manager. He has won the UEFA Champions League twice both as a player and manager. As a Chelsea supporter I hope he can win us the Champions League which we were craving on it  so much (5 times being in the semis). Upon coming to Stamford Bridge (officially on the 1st of July 2009) who will he bring to strengthen the club ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.arenabola.com/data/9_1851_Zlatan_Ibrahimovic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 278px;" src="http://www.arenabola.com/data/9_1851_Zlatan_Ibrahimovic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zlatan Ibrahimovic (unlikely to stay at Inter Milan for next season)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fourfourtwo.free.fr/wp-content/stephane_sessegnon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 337px;" src="http://fourfourtwo.free.fr/wp-content/stephane_sessegnon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephane Sessegnon (PSG's ace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fyrisskolan.uppsala.se/projektarbeten/0708/premier_league/Bilder%5CPortsmouth%5Cportsmouth5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.fyrisskolan.uppsala.se/projektarbeten/0708/premier_league/Bilder%5CPortsmouth%5Cportsmouth5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Glen Johnson (the right fullback who once played for Chelsea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://milanesemasala.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/pirlo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 230px;" src="http://milanesemasala.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/pirlo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea Pirlo (Milan's midfielder, will he follow Ancelotti?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alexandre-pato.biz/images/pato1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.alexandre-pato.biz/images/pato1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexandre Pato (Milan's wonderkid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vflwolfsburg.de/fileadmin/Uploads/Saison_2008_2009/Spielerportrais/Dzeko_gr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 430px;" src="http://www.vflwolfsburg.de/fileadmin/Uploads/Saison_2008_2009/Spielerportrais/Dzeko_gr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edin Dzeko (Bosnian target man who won the cup with Wolfsburg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.mysport.ro/fcbarcelona/files/2009/01/yuri-zhirkov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 298px;" src="http://blog.mysport.ro/fcbarcelona/files/2009/01/yuri-zhirkov.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yuri Zhirkov (the Russian who can play all the position on the left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/05_02/kaka_468x585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 399px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/05_02/kaka_468x585.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaka' (World's best player for a number of times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://proyectos.lavozdigital.es/blogs/kunaguerofans/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/agueroargentina4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 312px;" src="http://proyectos.lavozdigital.es/blogs/kunaguerofans/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/agueroargentina4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sergio "Kun" Aguero (Argentinian and Atletico Madrid's wonderkid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s: ApE-aPe, Aizad and Ash, who would you guys like to be in Chelsea next season?&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/4084954384548492003-3152644368480115592?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3152644368480115592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3152644368480115592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3152644368480115592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3152644368480115592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-carlo-ancelotti.html' title='Welcome Carlo Ancelotti'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-9213204352557714670</id><published>2009-05-28T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:40:58.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Angels &amp; Demons (Book &amp; Movie)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://strawferryst.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/angels-demons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 249px;" src="http://strawferryst.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/angels-demons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read Angels &amp;amp; Demons and I've watch the movie. I just love both of it book because I would say that they are different. To those who just watch the movie version here's what I could find out what you miss :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.mylot.com/userImages/images/postphotos/1925802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 173px;" src="http://images.mylot.com/userImages/images/postphotos/1925802.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This brand appears on the body of Vetra's father like the other killing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/b/e/f/4/11949839671961296319diamante_illuminati_ingo_.svg.med.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.clker.com/cliparts/b/e/f/4/11949839671961296319diamante_illuminati_ingo_.svg.med.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This brand is what appears on the Camerlengo's chest. The Illuminati Diamond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first one to be killed was not Vetra's friend but her father Leonardo Vetra. Replaced by her friend Silvano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Robert Langdon receives a phone call from his home and flew to CERN to look at the Leonardo Vetra's body and met with Vittoria Vetra there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Langdon and Vetra flew to Vatican City by a shuttle-looking airplane that goes with the speed of Mach 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The director of CERN, Maximilian Kohler was removed. He was the one who got killed in the end accuse by the Camerlengo to brand him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There are 2 reporters from BBC in the book that did not appear in the movie. We could see a lot of reporters from various TV stations around the glob but there is none from BBC which contrast with what is told on the book where it only focuses on BBC. These reporters communicated with the the so-called Illuminati leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The forth Preferiti is killed in the fountain but were saved and name Pope in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Camerlengo and the previous Pope were actually blood related which what cause the Camerlengo to act immorally and commit suicide upon noticing it. This is the best part because a Pope is mistakenly seen as going against his celibacy but actually did a 'test-tube baby'. This is seriously challenging religion. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Vetra was actually wearing shorts in Vatican which is actually prohibitted there for women there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Langdon went together with Camerlengo in the last helicopter scene. Camerlengo survived with a parachute on a building and Langdon fall into water near an island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. In the movie when Langdon was asked by the Camerlengo about God, he answered that he was not ready about faith. In the novel Langdon answered that he ain't ready to believe in God because he cannot accept afford to accept that a God would punish those who did not follow His teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of other thing which is different and removed and added in the movie. It won't be a waste if you read the book after you watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I sense that bot the movie and novel were really challenging religion as it plays with it a lot. Even though it does not involve Islam (there may be some things about Islam), the story challenges readers about the idea of "God" and divinity. Readers should take everything critically and be careful for anything that involves religion on philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the book is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for the next Robert Langdon adventure "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lost Symbol&lt;/span&gt;" that will be released on September 15, 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-9213204352557714670?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9213204352557714670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=9213204352557714670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/9213204352557714670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/9213204352557714670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-demons-book-movie.html' title='Angels &amp; Demons (Book &amp; Movie)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-4477103511823308010</id><published>2009-05-25T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football/Soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Football Freak Injuries</title><content type='html'>(since the football league season is almost over I will be mostly be posting about football stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Please read the article below the pictures about the freak injuries. The pictures are just common broken foot injury in football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Football/Soccer is known to have caused gruesome injuries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.metro.co.uk/i/pix/2008/02/eduardoinjuredAI_450x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 269px;" src="http://img.metro.co.uk/i/pix/2008/02/eduardoinjuredAI_450x300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eduardo Da Silva's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d145/MickyHatton/cisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 272px;" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d145/MickyHatton/cisse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Djibril Cisse's (he had broken both of his leg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.corriere.it/gallery/Sport/2006/02_Febbraio/totti/1/TOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.corriere.it/gallery/Sport/2006/02_Febbraio/totti/1/TOT.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Francesco Totti's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the injuries obtained during their match and training grounds, freak injuries also happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kirk Bradfoot was cooking eggs in a microwave and as he open the microwave hot liquid squirted to his face causing serious burns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goalkeeper Dave Beasant was carrying a hand full of salad ingredient when he accidentally dropped a bottle of sallad cream. He tried saving it with his leg but injured his leg instead leaving him on the sideline for two month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Norbert Nigbur was having a meal with his fiancee when he stood up to make a speech only to hur his knees suffering a torn meniscus which required surgery.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paolo Diogo lost his finger in his celebration attempt by jumping towards the crowd of fans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thierry Henry (France striker) caught one of his eyes after scoring the winning goal against Chelsea when he hit the corner flag in a celebration attempt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darrius Vassell (England striker) injured himself after attempting to perfrom a surgery on his own using a power tool causing his nail to be removed due to infection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ramalho had to stay in a ward for three days after he chocked a medicine of what turns to be should be taken anally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sascha Bender was hit by his team-mate Christian Okpala. He permanently provoked me by farting all the time," Okpala explained.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesian footballer Mistar wasn't so lucky. The 25-year-old was tragically killed by a stampede of pigs which overran his team's training pitch before a fixture in 1995.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rio Ferdinand (England defender) damage his knee after relaxing it for too long on a coffee table.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carlo Cudicini (Italian Goalkeeper) and Robbie Keane (Ireland striker) injured themselves after hunting for a remote TV controller.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Santiago Canizares (Spanish international goalkeeper) injured himself after he dropped a bottle of cologne which breaks causing the glass to cus his tendon. He misses the World Cup event for that injury.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a summary from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/columns/story?id=647804&amp;amp;sec=global&amp;amp;root=global&amp;amp;cc=3888"&gt;Football's Freak Injuries&lt;br /&gt;by Dominic Raynor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-4477103511823308010?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4477103511823308010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=4477103511823308010&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4477103511823308010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4477103511823308010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/football-freak-injuries.html' title='Football Freak Injuries'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2889847030418647154</id><published>2009-05-24T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T04:32:56.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football/Soccer'/><title type='text'>Chelsea's new jersy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXU953ubI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLCTKFnEYV8/s1600-h/new-chelsea-home-jersey.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/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXU953ubI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLCTKFnEYV8/s320/new-chelsea-home-jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339465219694901682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsea's new home jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXVAk_7CI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gk3C60rRDvY/s1600-h/new-chelsea-away-jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXVAk_7CI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gk3C60rRDvY/s320/new-chelsea-away-jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339465220412664866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea's new away jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXVpiv7BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xepaHypJHjI/s1600-h/new-chelsea-third-jersey.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/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXVpiv7BI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xepaHypJHjI/s320/new-chelsea-third-jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339465231409081362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea's new 3rd jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is probably the latest Chelsea F.C kit for next season EPL 09/10. I'll try my best to save money to at least own one of the kits. I need to also lose a bit of my weight to wear it because as you can see the kit is quite "body-fitting". I don't want any protruding belly haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style!!!&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/4084954384548492003-2889847030418647154?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2889847030418647154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2889847030418647154&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2889847030418647154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2889847030418647154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/chelseas-new-jersy.html' title='Chelsea&apos;s new jersy'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ShmXU953ubI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLCTKFnEYV8/s72-c/new-chelsea-home-jersey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2312028518240697029</id><published>2009-05-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:43:56.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Edward Cullen ; Conspiracy Theory</title><content type='html'>"Consipracy is a big word, if it's a conspiracy then I had to prove it..."&lt;br /&gt;                                                Guus Hiddink (Chelsea's Manager 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After reading and watching the movie "Twilight", something goes through my mind about the main male character "Edward Cullen". I post this just for fun and meant no harm for every fan of Edward Cullen n maybe "himself" (hahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sg7x3a2GmHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CwyIp0ZTKp8/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sg7x3a2GmHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CwyIp0ZTKp8/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468542881962098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward as the picture tells can eventually be a drug addict in favor of Heroin. Conspiracy theory hmm... Why did I say so is because we all know that Ed is addicted to this girl Bella. So, why did he use "Heroin" as a a metaphor for his addiction towards Bella? Why didn't he use other things to use as a symbol to the addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed (ske2 je panggil Ed, kne marah aku nnt ni) also describes Bella as some kind of alcohol brand (only appear in the book) as the addiction. This might also suggest that Ed is also an alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book it was also mentioned that the "vamps" don't breathe and that they do it for a hobby as to smell. This might be a great reason why uses Heroin instead of Cocaine because "Coke" is best sniffed (ahahha) where he don't like to sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was me (I don't want to be a vampire, I just want to be Clint Eastwood), I'd say you're my favorite movie suggesting my love for movies haha (a cineaste).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Again I want to stress out that this post is just for fun and no offense in any way were meant. &lt;/span&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sg7zYZnSxOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n4NUPezQSvA/s1600-h/Untitl2ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sg7zYZnSxOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/n4NUPezQSvA/s320/Untitl2ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336470208998720738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing is that Bella (Isabella Swan acted by Kristen Stwart) is cuter in the movie than I imagine she'd be. She looks bad in the Twilight poster but she looks good in the movie. (tak photogenic kot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; indeed a rubbish post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-2312028518240697029?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2312028518240697029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2312028518240697029&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2312028518240697029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2312028518240697029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/edward-cullen-conspiracy-theory.html' title='Edward Cullen ; Conspiracy Theory'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sg7x3a2GmHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CwyIp0ZTKp8/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-6530134459166037939</id><published>2009-05-01T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>The 5 Senses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/11/96608743_5dcb8bbfb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Most of us are born with complete 5 senses (touch, sight, smell, hear, taste). In fact we love it very much and we would use it to the best. It is also true that some of us were not born with or may loses the 5 senses. Not having the complete "senses" does not mean that you cannot live your life the fullest. Many are successful despite the losses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is the interesting part. In my opinion the great of things &lt;strong&gt;are(&lt;/strong&gt;tq Alia&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; the ones that does not involve our human 5 senses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333490652554514114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SgRdfY5gzsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HQtDnbWBOEQ/s320/Eternal+Sunshine+of+The+Spotless+Mind" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A scene from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Take for example, LOVE. Being loved or giving love is one of the best thing life can offer. Love cannot be sense through our human 5 senses. In fact, whats the use of it (5 senses) if we cannot give nor receive love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Despite love, HEAVEN is the best thing that human would want. An endless life after the Judgement Day that offers eternal bliss is what everyone who believe in it wants. Heaven is also something that cannot be sensed by our human senses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DEATH on the other hand is considered to be both bad and good. Death can be a burden when someone we depends on leaves us, but can also be a salvation as the burden can make us stronger. Death is also something that cannot be sense by us (human).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/050124/19831__exorcist_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;"Do you know what she did? Your cunting daughter!" The Exorcist (1973)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We would find Linda Blair's make up from the movie The Exorcist (1973) as the most horrible and scariest looking thing in our life or maybe the Ju-On ghost as the same thing. But the fact is the most evil thing is the ONES that we cannot see. The most evil of THEM (Satan) is the one who seduce human to do bad and even evil things. The ones that persuades human to leave their prayers, steasl, gambles, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;So not only the best thing, but the most horrible thing that could happen to us cannot be sense via the 5 senses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, by having the complete 5 senses, does it make us a better person? Losing one or even the whole 5 of it makes us a lower quality person? Does by having it too much makes us complacent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: comments are indeed welcomed as this post is merely a rough ideology of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-6530134459166037939?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6530134459166037939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=6530134459166037939&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6530134459166037939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6530134459166037939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-senses.html' title='The 5 Senses...'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/11/96608743_5dcb8bbfb3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-4559251513125141139</id><published>2009-05-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:48:12.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Series Review'/><title type='text'>o0oh Coffee Prince~! (late watcher)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330886137203515090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfscspIR3tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/NmjsG_r2K5Q/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+10.avi_003442238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Manager Hong : "To be torn in love is the happiest time of one's life. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfsdZVyrBCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9eyytFBpsbU/s1600-h/Coffee+Prince+Ep+11.avi_002134899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330886905106727970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfsdZVyrBCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9eyytFBpsbU/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+11.avi_002134899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eun Chan crying. (isk3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love this part &lt;em&gt;right here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;/u&gt;nyanyi plak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331269398206638946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sfx5RXoEa2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hLezayaxYBE/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+11.avi_000089355.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eun Chan : Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330889353701392210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sfsfn3hIf1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/yOYDiQ4_AJE/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+11.avi_000091991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han Kyul : I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330889966996323458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfsgLkOCfII/AAAAAAAAAGc/qbPl3ryiqXQ/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+11.avi_000099232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eun Chan : We've just seperated so why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330890419310768466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sfsgl5ONMVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q3uLNqAr44c/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+11.avi_000103136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eun Chan : Me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now I feel like Alia writing about her favorite things. I know I watch this drama series kind of late. It does not matter because I felt happy finishing it . I'm looking foward to watch Princess Hour (lend it to me someone!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think it's a good idea to post a quote from a movie by posting the pics captured from the movie. It'll be much more clearer to my readers. I'll do this in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I feel like a drama king now ahah. I'll post more thoughtful post in the future ya~!. Just for a while I'll post something different . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;p/s: Manager Hong's quotation is thoughtful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-4559251513125141139?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4559251513125141139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=4559251513125141139&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4559251513125141139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4559251513125141139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/o0oh-coffee-prince-late-watcher.html' title='o0oh Coffee Prince~! (late watcher)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfscspIR3tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/NmjsG_r2K5Q/s72-c/Coffee+Prince+Ep+10.avi_003442238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-7764315318621924839</id><published>2009-04-30T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:06:47.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><title type='text'>"ehuehue" how is it done~!? (updated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfsNHamwjXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6yqY_wK9vMU/s1600-h/Coffee+Prince+Ep+14.avi_002427124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330869004975246706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfsNHamwjXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6yqY_wK9vMU/s320/Coffee+Prince+Ep+14.avi_002427124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Go Eun Chan doing "huehuehuehue"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehueheheue ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are asking about my laugh ... (my trademark laugh??? eheuheu) ... damn it~! can't stop doing it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ... here's a less thoughtful post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huehuehue" is done as a little, shyish, control ayu laugh. The one that you might cover your teeth to do it. I'll find a picture for it ya~! &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(found it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;extra info: it's not just covering your teeth wth your hands, u have to like &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;muncungkan&lt;/span&gt; your lips n cover your whole mouth ieth your hands. Kinda like that.&lt;br /&gt;You can also just &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;muncungkan &lt;/span&gt;your mouth while "ehuehue". &lt;/span&gt;(why am I writing this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Eun Chan (Yoon Eun Hye) does it many times in Coffee Prince (baru tgk ehuehe).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-7764315318621924839?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7764315318621924839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=7764315318621924839&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7764315318621924839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7764315318621924839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/ehuehue-how-is-it-done.html' title='&quot;ehuehue&quot; how is it done~!? (updated)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SfsNHamwjXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6yqY_wK9vMU/s72-c/Coffee+Prince+Ep+14.avi_002427124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1607969411148934103</id><published>2009-04-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Genie oh Djinn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eightpawsclipart.3lmt.com/images/aladdin/genie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://eightpawsclipart.3lmt.com/images/aladdin/genie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everybody knows the story of Alladin. He &lt;strong&gt;finds&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;bukan "founds", tq Teyhah n LanXLan&lt;/strong&gt;) the magic lamp and were granted 3 wishes by the Genie. In Disney's version of Alladin the Genie was in blue. The Genie is friendly, funny and witty. I remember loving the movie when I was in standard 1 or 2 and I would guess, who won't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dramaofworks.com/shows/faustus/images/characters/mephistophilis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's the weird thing about Alladin's Genie (or generally reffering to the Disney's Alladin)- Since when does a genie or djinn (in reality) is friendly to human, helps them and grants wishes for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thinkingworlds.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/lucifer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the real story or the real version of Alladin, but the one that Disney made was a real fault as for the portrayal of the genie. I didn't notice this until I watch documentaries about Freemason, Anti-Christians and its movement (at one point it even mentioned that Walt Disney as a high member of the Masonic group, woah! ). Were the documentaries for real? I don't know. But one thing for sure is that a genie that grants wishes for us does not intend to do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.drweevil.org/DrFaustus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real thing that could happen to Alladin is supposed to be like what happened to Dr. Faustus by Christopher Marlowe. I guess many years ago when Marlowe was alive he maybe heard about the story of Alladin and retells it in another version (the version which I found that was more logical than Disney's Alladin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the reason that I'm so concern about this matter is that I don't want my children or any future generation to look at things and accept it as it is. I don't want them to think that a genie may be a friend to us as finding them would grant us wishes and that is a good thing. I don't want them to end up like Dr. Faustus because in my opinion it's not possible to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: The reason that I highlighted Disney's Alladin is because that is the version of Alladin that I can really remember. The other version , the ones in the book seems a bit different where I can find one ending with Alladin and Jasmine being together but without the help of genie or without the presence of genie in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: for those who don't know about the story "Dr Faustus". = It's in short about Dr Faustus who finds help with satan (Mephistophilis and Lucifer) to receive worldly pleasure by selling his soul to them. In the end he regretted what he'd done and 'tis too late that he died in blaspheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonus question : what's a question that does not need an answer called?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-1607969411148934103?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1607969411148934103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1607969411148934103&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1607969411148934103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1607969411148934103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/genie-oh-djinn.html' title='Genie oh Djinn...'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-6388228046164751648</id><published>2009-04-07T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>What's wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sdr8zcegBQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iWOZSO_RUzU/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sdr8zcegBQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iWOZSO_RUzU/s400/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321843870439310594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something wrong with this picture. I need someone else too confirm it with me. This picture is taken at the surau at JJ Wangsa Maju.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-6388228046164751648?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6388228046164751648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=6388228046164751648&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6388228046164751648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6388228046164751648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/Sdr8zcegBQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iWOZSO_RUzU/s72-c/DSC00734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-5596429494320470247</id><published>2009-04-02T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:43:56.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>TaleNTime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M8NgyIG_hGI/SbnP9pMQsiI/AAAAAAAACnI/sFfoftcT7fQ/s400/Talentime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M8NgyIG_hGI/SbnP9pMQsiI/AAAAAAAACnI/sFfoftcT7fQ/s400/Talentime.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is like a black man's left testicle, it's not right it's not fair" (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tq Bawang n Kak Aishah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to be brilliant...&lt;br /&gt;...That's not you to decide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mohesh: (Showing his middle finger to his sister)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a movie in my opinion 'what Malaysians need'. I really envy Yasmin Ahmad because she can make  movies concerning the three races in Malaysia with wanting to unite them. I envy her because I can't think of a thing about racial integration because I don't have great experience with the Indians nor the Chinese. I'm not from a place where we were friends with other races. The only real experience with another race is with Mr. Muhammad Aw Yong and Stacy, and for that I do thank you for being nice. And not forgetting Suresh too and Wei Li. Sheena's not included cos she's half-breed hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to create my own movie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-5596429494320470247?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5596429494320470247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=5596429494320470247&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5596429494320470247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5596429494320470247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/talentime.html' title='TaleNTime'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M8NgyIG_hGI/SbnP9pMQsiI/AAAAAAAACnI/sFfoftcT7fQ/s72-c/Talentime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-2429649564280138905</id><published>2009-03-24T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Nasi Goreng Paprik Screw You!!! (warning explicit content)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ScmhyCt-pfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8I1a1buCD8A/s1600-h/DSC00449.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/_37uISA-jkD0/ScmhyCt-pfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8I1a1buCD8A/s320/DSC00449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316958716182832626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Int. Cafe Faruq, Nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaukat, Scott and Duwe were hanging out and about to have dinner at Faruq's Cafe. Duwe is having maggie goreng, looks really delicious while Scott is enjoying Corn flavored Soya Milk he bought at the kiosk. Syaukat is waiting for his ala cart dinner he ordered. Then a look from the ala cart counter shows that Syaukat's food is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berape ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food att.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiga setengah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pays him then goes back to his two friends to enjoy dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three friends chat along while having dinner, mocking each other for fun. Syaukat who's eating his dinner SUDDENLY  stop, looking towards his food in shock and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puki...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apsal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babi betol, ade screw dlm nasi ni, pukimak btol ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scott and Duwe looks into Syaukat's Nasi Goreng Paprik. They both went into shock, well Scott actually is in shock but remain his coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(angry)takde takde, aku nak mintak duit aku balik, puki btol, boleh mati doh camni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nk amik gmba dlu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott and Duwe&lt;/span&gt; (not together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa amik gamba...celaka doh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Syaukat takes his cameraphone and took (tq Pendekar Rimau Berantai) pictures of his dinner with the screw in it. He went back to the ala cart counter to claim his money back bringing along his dinner with the screw in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trying to control anger) Bro! Bro! ade screw dlm ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food att.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(comes towards Syaukat and look into the food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(takes the food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takpe buat baru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takde takde, saya tamau yang baru, saya mau duit saya balik, tak lalu da mau makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food att.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(put the food down, at open the cash's safe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gives Syaukat RM3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih RM3 je!? saya baya RM3.50 tadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food att.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you da makan da sikit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(angry)haih...you kasi saya Nasi dengan screw you mahu charge saya, saya mahu duit saya balik...orang bole mati tau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Syaukat and the Food att. continues on arguing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People around the area started to be aware of the scene, many were really curious. Scott who were chatting with Duwe stop and come towards the argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(intervenes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pehal ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syaukat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni ha, dia bagi aku RM3 je, aku bayar RM3.50, nak gak charge aku makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! (towards Food att.) dia order apa tadi? Nasi Goreng Paprik kan, bukan Nasi Goreng Screw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scott argues with the Food att., while the Food att. was talking in a lower tone that we could hardly hear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo saya repot macamana? you mau saya report tu food service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food att.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you report pun bukan ada apa-apa pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betol takde apa2? kami report betol-betol ni, you mau kedai you tutup? you mahu kene saman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food att.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(murmuring, then goes to the cash's safe and gives Syaukat his RM0.50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Syaukat and Scott moves away angrily from the ala cart's counter. After sitting for a while the three guys moves away from the cafe angrily talking about the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: incident ni lama da, tahun lepas, sem lepas to be exact, time tu kawan aku Scott n Duwe(bdak Bilal) ade lg kat sni...segala dialogue yg aku tulis ialah remake, so maybe bkan exact words tp ape yg aku igt. aku xde niat lansung nk menokok tambah cerita ini. tq&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-2429649564280138905?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2429649564280138905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=2429649564280138905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2429649564280138905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/2429649564280138905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/nasi-goreng-paprik-screw-you-warning.html' title='Nasi Goreng Paprik Screw You!!! (warning explicit content)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/ScmhyCt-pfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8I1a1buCD8A/s72-c/DSC00449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-6685704421642033740</id><published>2009-03-13T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:51:43.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd place, Futsal Inter-Department Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqGWN3HdvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lCfAmsOFFTc/s1600-h/n652295208_1448943_6370665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312706426673002226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqGWN3HdvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lCfAmsOFFTc/s320/n652295208_1448943_6370665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good, The Bad &amp;amp; The Ugly (2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqFMzEk2rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l4V0kBl95JI/s1600-h/n652295208_1449038_6647738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312705165351246514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqFMzEk2rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l4V0kBl95JI/s320/n652295208_1449038_6647738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ash, Benny, Pejai, Fadli (JoE), Sokat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqFM1ZaZqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJJccltVkv4/s1600-h/n652295208_1448904_6590386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312705165975512738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqFM1ZaZqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJJccltVkv4/s320/n652295208_1448904_6590386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aizad, Iskandar, Pejai, Charlie, Ash, Sokat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqFMQPRxZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Kz_Y_rccAl8/s1600-h/2669_1127926438030_1223263242_30389807_7745003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312705156000892306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqFMQPRxZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Kz_Y_rccAl8/s320/2669_1127926438030_1223263242_30389807_7745003_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oppenent celebrates scoring, Pejai moves away, lost 4-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDh8XRkjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ESGPuDTKx7k/s1600-h/2669_1127926398029_1223263242_30389806_4208229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703329599590962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDh8XRkjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ESGPuDTKx7k/s320/2669_1127926398029_1223263242_30389806_4208229_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fadli (JoE), Muhaimin, Sokat tackling into a foul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDh-EEIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EuwFs-jgUpc/s1600-h/2669_1127926278026_1223263242_30389803_1194531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703330055889266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDh-EEIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EuwFs-jgUpc/s320/2669_1127926278026_1223263242_30389803_1194531_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muhaimin, Sokat, Ash (in the air, cool skill), Fadli (JoE) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDhpHZOUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PxNcR86IyVg/s1600-h/2669_1127926238025_1223263242_30389802_3414727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703324432709954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDhpHZOUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PxNcR86IyVg/s320/2669_1127926238025_1223263242_30389802_3414727_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fadli (JoE) defending, Pejai, Shami attacking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDhspvmvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/maYK6QK7S-w/s1600-h/2669_1127926038020_1223263242_30389801_7599567_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703325382089458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDhspvmvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/maYK6QK7S-w/s320/2669_1127926038020_1223263242_30389801_7599567_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shami, Sokat (tackling-won), Muhaimin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDhctT8mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FiS7ntfeGrA/s1600-h/2669_1127924837990_1223263242_30389782_3517109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703321102086754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqDhctT8mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FiS7ntfeGrA/s320/2669_1127924837990_1223263242_30389782_3517109_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aizad (orange), Pejai, Iskandar (in the back), Sokat, Charlie (back), Ash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, the story is that we (Elits B) won 3rd place in the HS Inter-Department Futsal tournament, few weeks ago. It's something I'm very proud of because we were not the kind of guys who into sports that much yet we show a hell of a spirit. Like Chalie said, everyone played their role, respect each other and had fun. We weren't there in the hopes to win, we were there to play as happy as we can be (no stress, no pressure) - everyone understood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Team : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aizad (Goalkeeper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sokat-me (Defender)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fadli-JoE (Defensive Midfielder, Midfielder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wawan (Defensive Midfielder, Midfielder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Iskandar (Defensive Midfielder, Midfielder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zul-Cina/Chelsea (Defensive Midfielder, Midfielder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chalie (Midfielder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ash/Asdil/Encik Sedil (Midfielder, Foward)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Din (Midfielder, Foward)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pejai (Foward)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Benny (Foward)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All in all, we scored 11 goals and conceded 7 (great achievment!). 9 goals were scored by Pejai (damn he's great) and I seriously think that he's the top scorer of the tournament and the other 2 goals each by Din and Fadli (JoE). I won't forget to mention the whole team's contribution which if it ain't for them we won't have reach 3rd place. Aizad for his goalkeeping saves, Fadli (JoE) for supporting me at the back, n everyone else who'd make it possible. Every move is crucial and important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:I got the pics from facebook (Alifah Mohammad Pauzan and Fairuz Ikhwan Yussof's album), tq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-6685704421642033740?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6685704421642033740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=6685704421642033740&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6685704421642033740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/6685704421642033740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/3rd-place-futsal-inter-department.html' title='3rd place, Futsal Inter-Department Tournament'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbqGWN3HdvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lCfAmsOFFTc/s72-c/n652295208_1448943_6370665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-5807194857787326828</id><published>2009-03-11T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>I don't like,.. but I like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ademwithane.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/lady-gaga-albumforweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.ademwithane.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/lady-gaga-albumforweb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Lady Gaga because she's too obscene. Her songs, her outfit, damn... "sex on feet" - Alia Pattinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Love Game's music video is damn too obscene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzDO03ILvcc/SZzvJbOQw-I/AAAAAAAABnA/SYopUKtm9Hg/s320/Lady%2BGaGa-%2BPoker%2BFace%2B%28Official%2BSingle%2BCover%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzDO03ILvcc/SZzvJbOQw-I/AAAAAAAABnA/SYopUKtm9Hg/s320/Lady%2BGaGa-%2BPoker%2BFace%2B%28Official%2BSingle%2BCover%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like lady Gaga for her music (distinguish the differences between song and music). I like her lyric;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun&lt;/span&gt;" Poker Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Love when interpreted as the relationship love, not the making love thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-5807194857787326828?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5807194857787326828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=5807194857787326828&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5807194857787326828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/5807194857787326828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-like-but-i-like.html' title='I don&apos;t like,.. but I like...'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzDO03ILvcc/SZzvJbOQw-I/AAAAAAAABnA/SYopUKtm9Hg/s72-c/Lady%2BGaGa-%2BPoker%2BFace%2B%28Official%2BSingle%2BCover%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-7898440663850741587</id><published>2009-03-09T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Don't go here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbXyXFTrogI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0BOkoHYlx0k/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311417813929009666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbXyXFTrogI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0BOkoHYlx0k/s320/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Back a few weeks (maybe a month) ago(ago ke a go?) , me and my friends had a trip to Melaka. It was fun, we were so happy together. Melaka was indeed a must-go-place in Malaysia. We got hungry while walking at Pahlawan sumtin...so we decided to have our lunch at the local Mamak restaurant (Subaidah with the theme pink).... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To start this, Melaka was indeed a good place. We had great dinner the night earlier at a place call Apple Burger? that serves great food; Apple Burger, Asam pedas!! yeah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the place where we had lunch (Subaidah) was terribly awful. No offence eyh Melaka people, especially my good friend Teyhah!. This restaurant is really bad for: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. My friend Fit ordered Prawn masak pe ntah which was RM3!!! per piece. Not just that, the Prawn was expired (basi in English ape ek?) . Damn it he had to spit it out. Fuss happen when we wanted to refund our money for the meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. The waiter weren't reliable; my friend Syapik Amri, ordered sumtin then the waiter gave somebody (someone who came on later on the next table) who ordered later than him. Leman and Syapik were really pissed with the waiter...they argued. Hey we weren't there to create chaos but when that happen we got really pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. This is what I experience; I went down to buy my pack. To be quick I went to the water counter to order sky water/drinking water/air masak/ais kosong;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drink Attendent (DA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sokat (S)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Int. Restaurant Subaidah, Melaka. Lunch time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Went to the drink counter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abang nak ais kosong dua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. (Bengal Accent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Takes two cups, fill it with ice, open the sink's tap, and pour in the water into the cups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Slightly shocked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abang, air tu boleh minum ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenape? takmau ka? Selalunye memang letak air ni pun. Mau air panas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(agrees with an angry face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha, letak air panas la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hope you (readers) understands what I'm trying to say. When we went to places, there's places we wanted to recommend and there are those tha we want our friends to avoid. I'm recomend you not to go to this place. Hopefully if someone from Subaidah read this, proper action will take place. I'm sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-7898440663850741587?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7898440663850741587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=7898440663850741587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7898440663850741587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7898440663850741587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-go-here.html' title='Don&apos;t go here...'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SbXyXFTrogI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0BOkoHYlx0k/s72-c/DSC00746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-4355762066051538638</id><published>2009-02-26T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Right &amp; Wrong (opinion)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theluvvies.org/images/heavenhell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.theluvvies.org/images/heavenhell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;As a child we have been told by our parents about what is right and what is not. Some people use the harsh way and some would prefer the Gandhi (no violence) way to educate their children for the better of them. So which is the best way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teenager we've seen, experience and feel the world more than we used to. We were told that we are now responsible for our act. We see people and wanting to follow their footsteps, but which step is the right step?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we now know the fact that we are responsible for everything. We make decisions, we take opinions, but which is heaven and which is hell? we don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;We are here to try our best in doing what we think is right. Kurt Westergaard (Danish cartoonist who drew bloody Islamic cartoon) is drawing what he think is democracy. The Americans and Zionists were attacking what they think is righteous to kill. Our friends is telling us what to do for what they think is helpful, so does our teachers and parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts were these (Pushing Daisies' tag line), even though we are blessed with logic and reasons, &lt;strong&gt;sometimes(tq alia)&lt;/strong&gt; we are still unable to determine what is truly right and what is truly wrong. What we consider heaven now may not be paradise tomorrow and what we think is hell today may not be punishment the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God (in our case, Muslims: Allah S.W.T) knows what is truly right for us. Many or maybe all of the things that were mentioned to us by other humans (parents, teachers, friends, etc) that seemed to be truthfully right may came from Allah S.W.T from his Holy Book (Al-Quran). For an example, our parents remind us not to pick on flowers and destroy trees; this is also what Allah S.W.T has told us to do, so it is truly right. So, to conclude it is best for us to return to our creator, Allah S.W.T when we seem to lost our path because I believe that He will help and show us the right way if we want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;this entry is mostly my opinion. Any wrong information, discussion, correction are welcomed in a nice way ya!&lt;/span&gt; peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I make sin, I am human, I am learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://nizars.com/2009/02/17/my-apostasy/ --&gt; just saved this link cos it's sumtin I want to read later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-4355762066051538638?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4355762066051538638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=4355762066051538638&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4355762066051538638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4355762066051538638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/right-wrong-opinion.html' title='Right &amp; Wrong (opinion)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3950575997134202741</id><published>2009-02-17T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Why Clint Eastwood is my hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wallpapers.celebritydesktop.com/hollywood/images/legends/clint_eastwood/clint_eastwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 255px;" src="http://wallpapers.celebritydesktop.com/hollywood/images/legends/clint_eastwood/clint_eastwood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Clint Eastwood is a name everyone who love movies would know. He's famous for his act as a tough and rough character in the movie Dirty Harry series and classic western epic (The Good, The Bad, The Ugly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.henrysheehan.com/essays/def/eastwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 212px; height: 192px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.henrysheehan.com/essays/def/eastwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The first movie I remember watching that involves him is "Mystic River" (Sean Penn, Tim Robins, Laurence Fishbourne, Kevin Bacon) which make Sean Penn won his first Oscar for best actor and Tim Robbins for best supporting actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://learningisfunblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/clint-eastwood-dirty-harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 256px; height: 191px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://learningisfunblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/clint-eastwood-dirty-harry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I've watch his other movies (dun remeember what). But what makes him a hero to me is the movie The Unforgiven 1992 (Clint Eastwood, Samuel L. Jackson, Gene Hackman) which he directed earning Academy Awards for Best Picture, Best Director and Best Supporting Actor (Gene Hackman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Nightline/rn_alcatraz_070207_ssh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 213px;" src="http://a.abcnews.com/images/Nightline/rn_alcatraz_070207_ssh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I love the most about this movie (The Unforgiven) is the sound track "Claudia's Theme" which he composed himself. He also composed many other sound track for his movie such as form the movie "Mystic River" and "Gran Torino".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.joins.com/usr/a/g/agony00/1/william_munny_3227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 241px; height: 226px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://blog.joins.com/usr/a/g/agony00/1/william_munny_3227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He own his production company Malpaso Production form his movies and his own recording company Malpaso Records to record sound tracks of the movie, which he'd compose most of it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.movies.yahoo.com/ymv/us/img/flickr/72/05/001536007205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 355px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.movies.yahoo.com/ymv/us/img/flickr/72/05/001536007205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another cool fact about him is that he's once involved in politics that he became the mayor of Carmel-by-the-Sea, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/1e/ClintEastwoodtakepride1.jpg/240px-ClintEastwoodtakepride1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 169px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/1e/ClintEastwoodtakepride1.jpg/240px-ClintEastwoodtakepride1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all I love Clint Eastwood because he can be a director, screenwriter, actor, composer and even a mayor (ling-app students, analyze this sentence). He's won lots of awards including Academy Awards for Best Director and Best Picture (The Unforgiven, Million Dollar Baby), &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irving_G._Thalberg_Memorial_Award" title="Irving G. Thalberg Memorial Award"&gt;Irving G. Thalberg Memorial Award&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;Golden Globe Awards for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cecil_B._DeMille_Award" title="Cecil B. DeMille Award" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Cecil B. DeMille Award&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;Best Director (Bird, The Unforgiven,Million Dollar Baby, etc. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In terms of success, he's my idol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/huff-wires/20081210/film-clint-eastwood/images/60b38bf2-3a3c-4e72-a297-84c98ada6bb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 269px; height: 239px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/huff-wires/20081210/film-clint-eastwood/images/60b38bf2-3a3c-4e72-a297-84c98ada6bb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="ab"&gt;"I've always felt that every actor should direct a film at some point in their life, and every director should act" -Clint Eastwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-3950575997134202741?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3950575997134202741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3950575997134202741&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3950575997134202741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3950575997134202741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-clint-eastwood-is-my-hero.html' title='Why Clint Eastwood is my hero.'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1054198184573805942</id><published>2009-02-13T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:01:17.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat did I get from Rapidshare..(updated)</title><content type='html'>I bought a rapidshare account for RM23/month which allows me to donload lots n tons of kewl stuff (movies, concerts, albums, music videos). So here's the list of what I got from my 1 month downloading [someone please help me to find another word for 'downloading'].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concerts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slipknot - Disasterpieces DVD -2002 London&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avenged Sevenfold - Live in Long Beach California DVD - 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The RoadRunners United -2007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Albums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lady GaGa - The Fame&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor Swift - Fearless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Prodigy - Omen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Killers - Day &amp;amp; Age&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The All-American Rejects - When The World Come Down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Unforgiven -OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heat (Robert De Niro, Al Pacino, Val Kilmer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Unforgiven (Clint Eastwood yeah!!) -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gandhi (Ben Kingsley as Gandhi) -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1982&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Last Emperor -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nomination Best Picture 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slumdog Millionaire -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture Golden Globe 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's Eating Gilbert's Grape (Johnny Depp, Leonardo Di Caprio)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Boy's Life (Robert De Niro, Leonardo Di Caprio)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gran Torino (Clint Eastwood yeah!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vicky Christina Barcelona (Woody Allen's staringScarlett Johanson, Penelope Cruz)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kramer vs. Kramer -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1979&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Psycho (Alfred Hitchcock's) -1960&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terms of Endearment -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1983&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Few Good Men (Tom Cruise, Jack Nicholson, Demi Moore) -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nomination Best Picture 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mars Attack! (Tim Burton's with superb stars; Jack Nicholson, Pierce Borsnan, Danny DeVito, etc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taxi Driver -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nomination Best Picture 1976&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sting -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The English Patient -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Pianist -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nomination Best Picture 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gangs Of New York -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nomination Best Picture 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scent of a Women -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Picture Golden Globe 1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghost - (Demi Moore, Patrick Swayze) 1990&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Letters from Iwo Jima (Clint Eastwood yeah!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flags of Our Fathers (Clint Eastwood yeah!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Wrestler (Micky Rourke - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Actor Golden Globe 2008&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Untouchables (Brian De Palma's Al Capone movie starring Robert De Niro, Kevin Costner, Sean Connery, Andy Garcia) -1987&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coyote Ugly -2000&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dracula (Keanu Reaves, Sir Anthony Hopkins) - 1992&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ip Man (Donnie Yen's best movie) -2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord of the Flies -1990&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rescue Dawn (Christian Bale)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saving Private Ryan - Best Picture 1998&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Exorcist -Nomination Best Picture 1973 (Downloading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beethoven Virus (Korean, episode1,2,4,5,6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best pictures are all Academy Awards Winner (Oscar receivers) except mentioned (Golden Globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: give me your hard drive if you want a copy of any of it. TQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-1054198184573805942?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1054198184573805942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1054198184573805942&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1054198184573805942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1054198184573805942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/wat-did-i-get-from-rapidshare.html' title='Wat did I get from Rapidshare..(updated)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-7497177448793929269</id><published>2009-02-02T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Oppression is Salvation..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.slate.com/media/1/123125/2158911/2159086/2159087/070221_CL_HitlerEX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.slate.com/media/1/123125/2158911/2159086/2159087/070221_CL_HitlerEX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For years the Jews have been oppressed by the German's Nazi under Adolf Hitler, look at the Jews now, they've become better every single second (media, military, world power, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:eyRsA8ufdASpvM:http://asianbadger.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/2stalin.GIF" border="0" /&gt;For decades women have been oppressed as the weaker sex all over the world, look at them now as more and more women enters the IPTA in Malaysia leaving the men behind. Women also have better grades than the men in majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:Q8JWyMZMndBPlM:http://www.lilith-ezine.com/articles/feminist/images/WeCanDoIt-FeministPoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (I did wonder if men were really or literally getting extinct and that more women were born on earth today than men. I think the answer is no, because all the men have gone to fields that were not academic, for example sports and mechanics stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:WP6I4Vz-XnPTkM:http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtgXlrcvXZA/SMqhGKgSHgI/AAAAAAAAPhI/7T8ijnE7YOk/s400/MALCOLM%2Bboj-za-rasovou-rovnopravnost-malcolm-x.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The best literary work came from those who are being oppressed (works of war, prejudice, etc) as from the works of those who experience or seen oppression (Charles Dickens, Langston Hughes, Rabindranath Tagore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:aDUBP95OIwWVQM:http://www.teachnet.ie/fwilliams/2006/images/Gandhi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The best men also came from those who were been oppressed, such as Malcolm-X, Martin Luther King, Mahatma Gandhi, Nelson Mandela and even Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin. (Both Hitler and Stalin were abused by their fathers in their childhood and look what they've turn out to be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:HhFLD-ZGyHd6LM:http://www.fromthevaultradio.org/home/wp-content/images/FTV052_South%2520Africa/south%2520africa%252001%2520nelson%2520mandela%2520b-w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thus from these observation I may conlcude that those who have seen, experience, gone through hardships, suffering and humiliation, oppression, tortured, etc are the ones who will be the best. "What doesn't kill you only get you stronger" I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:rfDssDPMJ51UEM:http://photosthatchangedtheworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/che-guevara.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Don't feel bad if you're humiliated, not cool enough, bullied, ragged, etc because you'll turn out to be a great person. You just need to be strong and endure it. Don't feel sad if you don't look handsome or beautiful enough to be attractive to the society because you're going to be stronger, even just don't feel inferior about your physic or mental state. Just don't give a damn..ahah.&lt;br /&gt;"Little People Kill People" Joey Jordison..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ok5ptJ5BqwP_uM:http://uagreeks.uark.edu/images/Langston_Hughes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All successful people have gone through many hardships and challenges that you can never imagine of. To be successful is to be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: our Prophet Muhammad S.A.W and other Prophets have endured much to have the words of Allah S.W.T being spread throughout the world until this day. Think about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-7497177448793929269?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7497177448793929269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=7497177448793929269&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7497177448793929269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7497177448793929269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/02/oppression-is-salvation.html' title='Oppression is Salvation..'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3938463854660838512</id><published>2009-01-24T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:43:56.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Benjamin Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/benjamin-button-booknew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 442px;" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/benjamin-button-booknew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Benjamin: What if I told you that I wasn't getting older, but I was getting younger than everybody else." "Well I'd feel sorry for you. You have to see everybody you love die before you do. it's an awful responsibility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Benjamin, we're meant lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daisy: Will you still love me when I got old and saggy." "Benjamin: Will you still love me when I got acne, wet my bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daisy: Sugar, we all end up in diapers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Nominations for Oscar Award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-3938463854660838512?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3938463854660838512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3938463854660838512&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3938463854660838512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3938463854660838512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/curious-case-of-benjamin-button.html' title='The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-3056603691628340735</id><published>2009-01-12T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:43:56.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire (2008) -UPDATED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWwcqilzgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/5gFQqb_zNdo/s1600-h/Slumdog+Millionaire+(2008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290635179418944162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWwcqilzgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/5gFQqb_zNdo/s320/Slumdog+Millionaire+(2008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You want a bit of the real India, here it is!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Jamal Malik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Excellent, fantastic (Indian English accent) hehe. Best foreign movie 2008, Golden Globe &lt;strong&gt;for me&lt;/strong&gt;. I just have the feeling that Professor Quayyum would love this movie and I'd go and recommend this to him (that is if he doesn't mind watching downloaded movies). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golden Globe Award 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Best Motion Picture - Drama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Best Director - Danny Boyle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Best Screenplay - Simon Beaufoy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Best Original Score - A.R Rahman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-3056603691628340735?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3056603691628340735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=3056603691628340735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3056603691628340735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/3056603691628340735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/slumdog-millionaire-2008.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire (2008) -UPDATED'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWwcqilzgqI/AAAAAAAAADs/5gFQqb_zNdo/s72-c/Slumdog+Millionaire+(2008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-8425984783781957764</id><published>2009-01-07T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:49:16.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Khusyu' in solat..(EDITED)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Assalamualaikum..(wanna make it a habit ah to give salam, it's the same thing as saying "yo!, wattup?" just nicer . Peace Be Upon You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this problem of not being khushu' in solat (I believe we all have), that come to the extend of forgetting which raka'at of the prayer I'm in, which happens almost everytime (except for Subuh prayer n congregational prayer). I do believe that the reason why I have problems in focussing on stuff (reading, lectures, etc) is because that I'm not khushu' in my solat which is important as it is a way to discipline yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order to deal with me forgetting my raka'at, I've created a method to keep track on my raka'at :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVl1T9MCbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PYezMUipTIM/s1600-h/1st+Rakaat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288745303980902834" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVl1T9MCbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PYezMUipTIM/s320/1st+Rakaat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVm9Ks6EMI/AAAAAAAAADU/JEzxOeCd1cw/s1600-h/2nd+rakaat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288746538447278274" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVm9Ks6EMI/AAAAAAAAADU/JEzxOeCd1cw/s320/2nd+rakaat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVm9cpttMI/AAAAAAAAADc/QvXJXoLa4Wc/s1600-h/3rd+rakaat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288746543265723586" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVm9cpttMI/AAAAAAAAADc/QvXJXoLa4Wc/s320/3rd+rakaat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVm9m5n5wI/AAAAAAAAADk/CakZ7kvb0Yo/s1600-h/4th+rakaat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288746546016806658" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVm9m5n5wI/AAAAAAAAADk/CakZ7kvb0Yo/s320/4th+rakaat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The method is as shown by the pictures above is by pointing out your finger (to signify what raka'at u're on, 1 finger for 1st raka'at and so on) during the time when your in the standing state of your solat (I don't know what it's called, but it's the state where you recite the Al-Fatihah and other surah). The method kinda help me in reminding me on which raka'at I'm in. But I do still have doubt in this method (wether is it the right thing to do) so I went to the Department of Fiqh (IIUM) and find someone who'd help me with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result is that after consulting with Lukman (a Post-Graduate student in Fiqh department) I found myself in the state of wrongness. What I really mean is that I came to the state where I believe too much in myself that I could achieve anything or everything if I try my damn best on my own. The method that I created (above) is the result my way of thinking, my ideology or my philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Muslims) must believe that everything in this world belongs to Allah S.W.T and that Allah S.W.T has the power to give and take eveything that he owns anytime and anywhere. It is my mistake that I believe too much on myself that I'd achieve anything if I try my best. As a Muslim I need to believe that I have a God to submit to, and that without his permission I won't achieve anything. So by using this method I'd able to be khushu' in solat on my own ( I would maybe come to think that I don't need Allah's S.W.T help)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to conclude, my method of indentifying the number of raka'at is in a way a wrong thing to be practiced. Eventhough it kinda helps, but psychologically it tells me that I'm capable of myself to be khushu' in my solat without the help of Allah S.W.T. I won't say this is a wrong method but try to think about it and I do need feedback on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can focus when they march as soldiers but can they be khushu' in solat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to brother Lukman from the Department of Fiqh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more info on Khushu' in solat : http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;amp;postID=8425984783781957764&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Lady Gaga plays good music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-8425984783781957764?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8425984783781957764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=8425984783781957764&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8425984783781957764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8425984783781957764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/khusyu-in-solat.html' title='Khusyu&apos; in solat..(EDITED)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SWVl1T9MCbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PYezMUipTIM/s72-c/1st+Rakaat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-7685185880979115325</id><published>2009-01-01T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:54:30.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>The "duhh" attitude (my reflection)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dreadheadhq.com/images2004/Questions/jonny_asking_questions_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 178px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.dreadheadhq.com/images2004/Questions/jonny_asking_questions_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"duhh" is a word that people use to say (maybe out loud) when they listen to a person asking questions that the answer is clear or already known. So the "duhh" attitude, is the action or the behavior of a person reacting to the "duhh" word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The person with the attitude doesn't have to say the word "duhh", as the majority of Malaysian don't even understand the meaning of it. The behavior can come for an example in class when someone asks &lt;strong&gt;the question &lt;/strong&gt;, then they'll be those who'd talk about the question (most probably among the gang) as it's "duhh" [&lt;strong&gt;ek elee..tu pun nk tanye bengap ape..&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kind of attitude is unacceptable (to me) because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Demotivate people to be participative in class, conference, etc. (serious cause)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.It tells the one with the attitude to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bodoh sombong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (stupid + cocky?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.There's no wrong in asking eventhough it's a stupid question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were in the position being "duhh" upon, I'd put ut my middle finger (in my heart) towards them (huehue), seing them as the loser and not me. "&lt;em&gt;Malu bertanya kawan, sesat cari jalan pulang&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: serious rase cam byk lg nk tulis tp terbantut n kne smbung tules lpas solat jumaat sbb abang lab nk tutup utk friday prayers. ahha&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/4084954384548492003-7685185880979115325?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7685185880979115325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=7685185880979115325&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7685185880979115325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7685185880979115325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/duhh-attitude-my-reflection.html' title='The &quot;duhh&quot; attitude (my reflection)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1284849344463861881</id><published>2008-12-30T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:43:56.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Yes Man &amp; Ip Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_6/YesManPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_6/YesManPoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A very funny movie as expected from Jim Carrey yeah!!!! must see movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth buying the Original DVD copy.&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;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.screen-power.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/yipman11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie (Ip Man) which stars my hero Donnie Yen( huwarggh!!) is a great one! Can't stop screaming in the cinema maa, eventhough I'm on the 2nd front seat (sakit tengkuk maa). What makes it more interesting is that it's historical (worth a best picture nominee yeah) ahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woth buying the original Blue Ray copy (to have an extra feeling of the super fast punch) yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-1284849344463861881?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1284849344463861881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1284849344463861881&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1284849344463861881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1284849344463861881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-man-ip-man.html' title='Yes Man &amp; Ip Man'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-7596114859623484436</id><published>2008-12-17T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:06:47.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressi Emosi'/><title type='text'>Stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Hereby declare to stop being emotional bout the topic! hehehe......... (a msg for me)&lt;/strong&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/4084954384548492003-7596114859623484436?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7596114859623484436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=7596114859623484436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7596114859623484436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/7596114859623484436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop.html' title='Stop!'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-8335284709083435392</id><published>2008-12-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:54:30.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Beyonce - If I Were A Boy (my reflection)</title><content type='html'>(Correct me if I'm wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis song (Beyonce - If I Were A Boy), is about how a female wants her beloved male to understands her, and it maybe better if she'd understand him and have the chance to be in his shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love this song cos it reminds me on how I wanted to be in a females shoes (which tells why I can be so feminine, ahha) . I really have tried to understand, like and do things that females would do so dat I'd be a better man for my beloved (whoever she is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it doesn't work, no matter wat I tried, it'll turn out wrong. I will never understand them female. Eventhough I do n like wat female like, it won't be a use, because for certain reason it's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man just have to be a man and vice versa. Eventhough us guys dun understand ur heart and feelings, hurt u n stuff, it's the best thing to be, because that's what we're created to be, &lt;strong&gt;to hurt the one we love the most&lt;/strong&gt; (take this positively) ; male and female. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, "Ai Araba It's Okay" - if there's love it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll end up okay, we'll accept it kan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lgpun I believe Beyonce just wanted to express her feelings to make her feel better, rite gals?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-8335284709083435392?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8335284709083435392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=8335284709083435392&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8335284709083435392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/8335284709083435392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/beyonce-if-i-were-boy-my-reflection.html' title='Beyonce - If I Were A Boy (my reflection)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-4021419226160522454</id><published>2008-12-16T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:54:30.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Good Will Hunting 1997 (quote)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000245/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: You're not perfect, sport, and let me save you the suspense: this girl you've met, she's not perfect either. But the question is whether or not you're perfect for each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Matt Damon n Ben Affleck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : tiru Alia ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-4021419226160522454?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4021419226160522454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=4021419226160522454&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4021419226160522454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/4021419226160522454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-will-hunting-1997-quote.html' title='Good Will Hunting 1997 (quote)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-1098700868688429126</id><published>2008-12-15T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:54:30.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Learn Love'/><title type='text'>Cursed into a Sting Ray, old myth...busted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SUaPGh7n0QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-UbTdeLZ5gA/s1600-h/pari2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280064955488915714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SUaPGh7n0QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-UbTdeLZ5gA/s320/pari2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SUaOe0YcveI/AAAAAAAAACs/uDcZXkKrtfQ/s1600-h/pari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280064273246895586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SUaOe0YcveI/AAAAAAAAACs/uDcZXkKrtfQ/s320/pari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Not a long time ago, there's this fuss about a 3gp video clip showing of a human being cursed to be a sting ray. In addition to that, the clip also includes Islamic or Arabic recitation (wasn't sure bout dis, wether its quran or not) Urgh..!! Menyeramkan!!! (scary). It gets to everyone's sight and most of them believe it thus many version of story came out. The clip as shown from the pic above were said to be a man who'd been ungrateful to his mother, thus have been cursed by God and turned to an animal; a sting ray.......(this was the version I heard) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well last afternoon, I was watching Animal Planet (556 Astro), there this prog with the late Steve Irwin catching an animal. Guess what he catched, A CURSED STING RAY MAN!!! ..It's not a sting ray, its a shark called Shovel Nose Shark which is exactly what the so called CURSED STING RAY MAN looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.kelongfishing.com/images/fishing_pic_36_Shovel_Nose_Ray_Shark_38kg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.oceanwideimages.com/images/9193/large/eastern-shovelnose-ray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I ask, who in the world created that story, that myth. What in the world are they thinking? was it to corrupt our Muslim society? or was it just any stupid myth/rumour maker? or maybe it's an unusual animal to be seen by them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever it is, it's busted... who'd believe such a thing, I doubted it dlu..(btol tau, x caya suda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lesson is dun believe sumtin until it's proven so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4084954384548492003-1098700868688429126?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1098700868688429126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=1098700868688429126&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1098700868688429126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/1098700868688429126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/cursed-into-sting-ray-old-mythbusted.html' title='Cursed into a Sting Ray, old myth...busted'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SUaPGh7n0QI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-UbTdeLZ5gA/s72-c/pari2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4084954384548492003.post-315593815373362235</id><published>2008-12-12T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:47:12.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>What do we get from Cicakman 2 : Planet Hitam (1st post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e73/saiful_apek/main-logo-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e73/saiful_apek/main-logo-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday 11 December 2008, I went to watch &lt;strong&gt;Cicakman 2 : Planet Hitam&lt;/strong&gt; (Malaysia's comedy superhero). If it wasn't my fren who ask me to go out n watch the movie, I would've never want to watch the movie. I'd rather watch Wayang or sumtin else, hehe. I'd rate the movie 1/5 stars in terms of it's storyline and visual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of person who'd love movies. I love movies which I can get, learn and experience someting from it. Well the movie with 1/5 stars rated, what do I get from the movie?. well there are sum stuff (good n bad)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(those who wanted to watch the movie first, who'd hate to for it to be spoiled better dun read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Metrofulus (the setting of the movie) is the only place in Malaysia (as the Malaysian flag were shown) where people can have a rally, tunjuk perasan without being sprayed by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.The spontaneous jokes were funnier than the ones on the script. This can be seen by the acts of Saiful Apek and Mamat Khalid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.There might be sum sort of racism portrayed (Chinese, Blacks, Arabs). I dunno bout this or maybe I'm just being too sensitive (yeah I think I'm being to sensitive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The graphic were bad. &lt;strong&gt;But I think we just need to support it as it may be the platform for us to be better in the future (kot!)&lt;/strong&gt;. But seriously it was bad. The movie was suppose to be action based, but most of the action were computer graphics, which kinda spoiled it. Sorry Yusry (but u got lot of money, no matter la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I think Saiful Apek is a great guy. Eventhough his jokes are to me lame and out of dated, but the best thing bout him is that he had his own identity as an actor and entertainer. Its better than trying to be the Malaysian Bean, Jim Carrey, etc. &lt;strong&gt;Apek is Apek n I'll respect u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what I remembered bout the movie. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support Malaysia la weyh!!! (bola sepak xle makan, movie still can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: bkan I Love You, tp (hehe) this is my first blog n first post. tq...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4084954384548492003-315593815373362235?l=lifelearnlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/feeds/315593815373362235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4084954384548492003&amp;postID=315593815373362235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/315593815373362235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4084954384548492003/posts/default/315593815373362235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelearnlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-do-we-get-from-cicakman-2-planet.html' title='What do we get from Cicakman 2 : Planet Hitam (1st post)'/><author><name>Sokat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08777154287345578620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_37uISA-jkD0/SirFQV_sLcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ran1Xejf52A/S220/1_389052440l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
