<?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-1063226607228595176</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:06:39.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A step to a New Beginning</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4708427466310997142</id><published>2009-08-05T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:36:09.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between us</title><content type='html'>There is the melody&lt;br /&gt;I can't play for you,&lt;br /&gt;There is the song&lt;br /&gt;I can't sing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Touch, feel your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between us&lt;br /&gt;There is the line&lt;br /&gt;I can't cross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-4708427466310997142?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4708427466310997142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4708427466310997142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4708427466310997142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4708427466310997142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2009/08/between-us.html' title='Between us'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-2702559648916617769</id><published>2009-02-15T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:52:19.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; text-align: center;"&gt;The Light Upon The Sea&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;here was a time it seemed as though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; My life was tossing to and fro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; And I, left with nowhere to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; Was subject to the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; But there, ahead, a beam of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; Peered through the darkness of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; And granted to me clearer sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; That I might be set free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; I steered a course toward the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; To find a refuge on the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; And maybe touch the gentle hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; That guided me along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; And when I reached the coast that night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; Upon a hill, the shining light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; Was tended by a welcome sight . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt; My friends had led me home. &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/1063226607228595176-2702559648916617769?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/2702559648916617769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=2702559648916617769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/2702559648916617769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/2702559648916617769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2009/02/light-upon-sea-t-here-was-time-it.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-8301390530329121545</id><published>2008-12-14T19:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:46:48.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, its been a long time i have even stumble upon my own blog... Hahaha Sorry for not updating cause i have no idea what to blog... Anyhow, I'll try to keep you all entertained. It might turn to be a boring blog talk or entertainment news... ANYWAY, so did u get have any idea whats resident evil to you all? Ever played the game? Resident evil, Resident evil 2, Resident evil 3:Nemesis and bla bla bla... Hahaha... Bet u guys have play some of them... So onto the main parts... recently i just know DIGITAL FRONTIER(CAPCOM) made a movie about the game... Unlike the resident evil movie starred &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milla_Jovovich" title="Milla Jovovich"&gt;Milla Jovovich&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil_%28film%29" title="Resident Evil (film)"&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2002_in_film" title="2002 in film"&gt;2002&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil:_Apocalypse" title="Resident Evil: Apocalypse"&gt;Resident Evil: Apocalypse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_in_film" title="2004 in film"&gt;2004&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil:_Extinction" title="Resident Evil: Extinction"&gt;Resident Evil: Extinction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007_in_film" title="2007 in film"&gt;2007&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well here's the new CG movie from capcom... I have already watch it... And its really good... Nice thriller 3D movie...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/SUTt2YfdggI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qzdWeL6UycE/s1600-h/BioDPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/SUTt2YfdggI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qzdWeL6UycE/s320/BioDPoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279606181728190978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resident Evil: Degeneration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, known in Japan as &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biohazard: Degeneration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(&lt;span class="t_nihongo_kanji" lang="ja"&gt;バイオハザード ディジェネレーション&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_comma" style="display: none;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_romaji"&gt;Baiohazādo Dijenerēshon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_help"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:Japanese" title="Help:Japanese"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_icon" style="padding: 0pt 0.1em; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-decoration: none;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:80;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, is the first &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feature_film" title="Feature film"&gt;full-length&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer-generated_imagery" title="Computer-generated imagery"&gt;CG animation&lt;/a&gt; feature based upon &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capcom" title="Capcom"&gt;Capcom&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil" title="Resident Evil"&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; video game series. It was announced by Capcom and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sony_Pictures" title="Sony Pictures" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Sony Pictures Entertainment Japan&lt;/a&gt; on October 29, 2007.&lt;/p&gt; Unlike the previous &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil_%28film%29" title="Resident Evil (film)"&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; film trilogy, &lt;i&gt;Degeneration&lt;/i&gt; is set within the same universe as the original video games. The teaser included with the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil:_Extinction" title="Resident Evil: Extinction"&gt;Resident Evil: Extinction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; DVD and Blu-ray Disc confirmed the appearance of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_characters_in_the_Resident_Evil_series#Leon_S._Kennedy" title="List of characters in the Resident Evil series"&gt;Leon S. Kennedy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_characters_in_the_Resident_Evil_series#Claire_Redfield" title="List of characters in the Resident Evil series"&gt;Claire Redfield&lt;/a&gt;. The film made its premiere in Japan on October 11, 2008 at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tokyo_Game_Show" title="Tokyo Game Show"&gt;Tokyo Game Show&lt;/a&gt;, and was released nationwide one week later on October 18. The DVD and Blu-ray releases are slated for December 17, 2008 in Japan and December 27, 2008 in North America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBCIN5ld8BQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBCIN5ld8BQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/1063226607228595176-8301390530329121545?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/8301390530329121545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=8301390530329121545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8301390530329121545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8301390530329121545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-everyone-its-been-long-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/SUTt2YfdggI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qzdWeL6UycE/s72-c/BioDPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-1825287848627307584</id><published>2008-05-10T02:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T03:10:39.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored and started typing~ Please do not read if u think its "craps"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bored and started typing~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Please do not read if u think its &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"BBBooorrriiinnnggg"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake, work, eat, sleep, and dream you.&lt;br /&gt;This emotional journey before me,&lt;br /&gt;almost too much to bear sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, every time I hear the ringing of the phone,&lt;br /&gt;or see your name pop up online,&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;But it is far more than that,&lt;br /&gt;and please listen very closely.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very reasonable and sane person,&lt;br /&gt;not given to idle whims or fancies,&lt;br /&gt;not taken in any more by false hopes and promises.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, somehow, you are different - very different.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened, or how or why~&lt;br /&gt;But the first time I saw you, I said you are so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;your eyes are like the purple clouds of a sunset.&lt;br /&gt;Your skin so soft, like the gentle touch of a rose.&lt;br /&gt;Your lips so sweet, as if they were candy canes.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you, you froze me.&lt;br /&gt;The glare of your beauty stopped me,&lt;br /&gt;as if there was a wall I ran into.&lt;br /&gt;The first words you said were like the&lt;br /&gt;soothing sounds of Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;I look around and it seems every one has disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time in my life, I'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Not a word, not a sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-1825287848627307584?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/1825287848627307584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=1825287848627307584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1825287848627307584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1825287848627307584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/05/bored-and-started-typing-please-do-not.html' title='Bored and started typing~ Please do not read if u think its &quot;craps&quot;'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-8165266041889596238</id><published>2008-04-07T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:38:19.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The depressed duo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Alone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am alone,&lt;br /&gt;so very alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt,&lt;br /&gt;so very bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ignored,&lt;br /&gt;just thrown aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am security,&lt;br /&gt;for others to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lonely,&lt;br /&gt;there is no one close,&lt;br /&gt;no one sees the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry,&lt;br /&gt;hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alone,&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-8165266041889596238?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/8165266041889596238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=8165266041889596238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8165266041889596238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8165266041889596238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/04/alone-i-am-alone-so-very-alone-i-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-5418847916960407588</id><published>2008-03-30T02:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T12:00:06.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Restaurants Review: Porridge Base Steam Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;Melaka Restaurants Review: Porridge Base Steam Boat&lt;/h3&gt;We love steam boats! Gathering with a group of friends - dumping different types of ingredients into hot chicken soup or tom yum soup - then scoop them up into our bowls and add in our own choice of savoury or sweet sauces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malacca, we saw the satay sauce steamboat restaurant where we use satay sauce as a base and we take ingredients on satay sticks and cook them using the satay sauce. &lt;a href="http://cookiemonzters.blogspot.com/2007/10/malacca-satay-celut-capitol.html"&gt;Satay Celut Melaka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzhEn58I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xuRQRVhwiM4/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzhEn58I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xuRQRVhwiM4/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237236852254658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzREn57I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TGGg5LRIa9U/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzREn57I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TGGg5LRIa9U/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237232557287346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to Melaka - I get to try this different type of steamboat. Instead of using soup, they use porridge as the base. The restaurant is called "BIG HEAD" restaurant - if you can read Chinese, you can read their logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzxEn59I/AAAAAAAAAKc/5tHwQBm3crU/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzxEn59I/AAAAAAAAAKc/5tHwQBm3crU/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237241147221970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TKxEn6AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vvi5m_7tEv0/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TKxEn6AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vvi5m_7tEv0/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183242034330724354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Typical ingredients for steamboat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TKhEn5_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/m8LKuvAYukM/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TKhEn5_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/m8LKuvAYukM/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183242030035757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered two bases: One is Tom Yum Soup base which we see quite often in Brunei, on the other side, you'll see the Porridge base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TKREn5-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/tWxzjV8fofQ/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TKREn5-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/tWxzjV8fofQ/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183242025740789730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyum nyum~~ cook cook cook~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TLREn6BI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Oj5LGqd9MR4/s1600-h/KLTRIPJUNE%2B076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6TLREn6BI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Oj5LGqd9MR4/s320/KLTRIPJUNE%2B076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183242042920658962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa~~ now to enjoy my porridge. The ingredients help to give the porridge - it gets sweeter and more fragrant as we dump more ingredients in. They also have nice condiments and sauces to enjoy with your steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you have a steamboat gathering with your friends, consider porridge as your steamboat base for a different experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poem of the DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She shed a tear today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silently, She felt it fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I caught it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shared it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;held it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;felt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after all&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/1063226607228595176-5418847916960407588?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/5418847916960407588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=5418847916960407588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5418847916960407588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5418847916960407588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/03/kl-restaurants-review-porridge-base.html' title='KL Restaurants Review: Porridge Base Steam Boat'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R-6OzhEn58I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xuRQRVhwiM4/s72-c/KLTRIPJUNE%2B141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-861480723221595653</id><published>2008-03-09T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:11:30.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH yeaaa~ My latest poem~ I kinda like it myself too felt proud too *Nose pointing up*~ Well i hope u guys and gurls like it~ If anyone drop by and read it~ I haven't thought of the title yet~ So can u guys help me think of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:9;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;She's faced the hardest times you could imagine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And many times her eyes fought back me tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And when her youthful world was about to fall in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Each time her slender shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bore the weight of all her fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And a sorrow no one hears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Still rings in midnight silence in her ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Let her cry for she's a lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Let her dream for she's a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Let the rain fall down upon her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;She's a free and gentle flower growing wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And if by chance I should hold her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Let me hold her for a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;But if allowed but one possession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I would pick her from the garden to be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Be careful how you touch her for she'll awaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And sleep the only freedom that she knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And when you walk into her eyes you won't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The way she's always paying for a debt she never owes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And a silent wind still blows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;That only she can hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-861480723221595653?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/861480723221595653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=861480723221595653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/861480723221595653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/861480723221595653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-yeaaa-my-latest-poem-i-kinda-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-1463094026710405207</id><published>2008-02-14T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:21:44.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R7QBrATX2sI/AAAAAAAAAKE/di4jq0rFP74/s1600-h/354056892_44fe0a299d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R7QBrATX2sI/AAAAAAAAAKE/di4jq0rFP74/s320/354056892_44fe0a299d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166756510828059330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is a holiday celebrated on February 14. All over the world, it is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other by sending Valentine's cards, presenting flowers, or offering confectionery. The holiday is named after two among the numerous Early Christian martyrs named Valentine. The day became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R7QBqwTX2rI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RbQu8twQxc8/s1600-h/112880783_d2391bf278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 213px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R7QBqwTX2rI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RbQu8twQxc8/s320/112880783_d2391bf278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166756506533092018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in Asia,&lt;p&gt;Thanks to a concentrated marketing effort, Valentine's Day has emerged in &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/China" title="China"&gt;China&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japan" title="Japan"&gt;Japan&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korea" title="Korea"&gt;Korea&lt;/a&gt; as a day on which women, and less commonly men, give chocolate or flowers. It has become an obligation for many women to give chocolates to all male co-workers. In Japan this is known as &lt;i&gt;giri-choko&lt;/i&gt; (義理チョコ), from the words &lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giri_%28Japanese%29" title="Giri (Japanese)"&gt;giri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ("obligation") and &lt;i&gt;choko&lt;/i&gt;, ("chocolate"). This contrasts with &lt;i&gt;honmei-choko&lt;/i&gt; (本命チョコ); chocolate given to a loved one. Friends, especially girls, may exchange chocolate referred to as &lt;i&gt;tomo-choko&lt;/i&gt; (友チョコ); from &lt;i&gt;tomo&lt;/i&gt; meaning "friend". In China, the common situation is that the man gives chocolate, flowers or both to the woman that he loved. In chinese, Valentine's Day called 情人节 (&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanyu_pinyin" class="mw-redirect" title="Hanyu pinyin"&gt;hanyu pinyin&lt;/a&gt;: qing ren jie).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By a further marketing effort, a reciprocal day called &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Day" title="White Day"&gt;White Day&lt;/a&gt; has emerged. On &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March_14" title="March 14"&gt;March 14&lt;/a&gt;, men are expected to return the favour to those who gave them chocolates on Valentine's Day. Originally, the return gift was supposed to be white chocolate or marshmallows; hence "White Day". However, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lingerie" title="Lingerie"&gt;lingerie&lt;/a&gt; and jewelry have become common gifts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Korea" title="South Korea"&gt;South Korea&lt;/a&gt;, there is also &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pepero_Day" title="Pepero Day"&gt;Pepero Day&lt;/a&gt;, celebrated on November 11, when young couples give each other romantic gifts, in particular a long, chocolate cookie named Pepero, thus Pepero Day. The date '11/11' is intended to resemble the long shape of the cookie. There is an additional day for single people, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Day" title="Black Day"&gt;Black Day&lt;/a&gt;, celebrated on April 14.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_culture" class="mw-redirect" title="Chinese culture"&gt;Chinese culture&lt;/a&gt;, there is a counterpart to Valentine's Day, called "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Night_of_Sevens" class="mw-redirect" title="The Night of Sevens"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Night of Seven&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;" (七夕). According to the legend, the Cowherd star and the Weaver Maid star are normally separated by the milky way (river) but are allowed to meet by crossing it on the 7th day of the 7th month of the &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_calendar" title="Chinese calendar"&gt;lunar calendar&lt;/a&gt;. 七夕 is also remembered in Korea, where its association with romance has long faded.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Japan, a slightly different version of 七夕 (called &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tanabata" title="Tanabata"&gt;Tanabata&lt;/a&gt;, which is said to mean 棚機 a weaver for a god) is celebrated , on July 7th but on the solar calendar. However, it is never regarded that the celebration is even remotely related with the St. Valentine's Day or lovers giving gifts to each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to end with it a poem to those lovers out there and along with singles as well~ Who by any chance drop by and read my post~ Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saying good bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; So soft&lt;br /&gt;the brief touch of your lips&lt;br /&gt;on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I almost intruding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look after yourself "&lt;br /&gt;should have been&lt;br /&gt;"I love you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Jumbo flew over&lt;br /&gt;my head&lt;br /&gt;and I shouted my love&lt;br /&gt;above the roar&lt;br /&gt;and thundering thrust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . as if you'd hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the clouds in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I watched you fly away&lt;br /&gt;and wished I'd been born with wings.&lt;/p&gt;Happy valentine people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-1463094026710405207?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/1463094026710405207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=1463094026710405207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-1971754260582331289</id><published>2008-02-10T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:55:32.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you for always being there,&lt;br /&gt;To listen and understand me.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate all you did for me,&lt;br /&gt;And all you still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel whole again,&lt;br /&gt;For putting my pieces back together.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate you putting my life back together,&lt;br /&gt;You saved my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not understand,&lt;br /&gt;Why I do what I do.&lt;br /&gt;But you never criticized,&lt;br /&gt;You just helped my through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I could come to you when I was down,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I knew you'd always be there&lt;br /&gt;to pick me back up&lt;br /&gt;and say everything will be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-1971754260582331289?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/1971754260582331289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=1971754260582331289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1971754260582331289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1971754260582331289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you-for-always-being-there-to.html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="cquote" style="MARGIN: auto; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-TOP: 4px" valign="top"&gt;What we are, how we behave, how we think and feel, is governed not by the heart, but by the brain. The brain itself is influenced, in structure and operation, by the hormones. If brain structure and hormones are different in men and women, it should not surprise us that men and women behave in different ways. Understanding the exact relationship between brain structure, hormones and behaviour would take us a long way to discovering the answer to some of humanity's most exasperating riddles.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 36px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; COLOR: rgb(178,183,242); PADDING-TOP: 10px; FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman',serif; TEXT-ALIGN: right" valign="bottom" width="20"&gt;”&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this chapter, the results regarding a &lt;i&gt;two-fold&lt;/i&gt; operation of hormones in humans are presented. This is described as an initial &lt;a title="Morphology (biology)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morphology_(biology)"&gt;morphological&lt;/a&gt; influence on the brain during &lt;a title="Gestation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gestation"&gt;gestation&lt;/a&gt;, followed by an "activation" stage at &lt;a title="Puberty" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puberty"&gt;puberty&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In other words, hormones have been discovered to be instrumental in shaping initial brain structure, later they stimulate features of these &lt;a title="Sexual dimorphism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual_dimorphism"&gt;dimorphic&lt;/a&gt; brain structures. Hormone activity is not strictly limited to puberty nor to solely &lt;a title="Reproduction" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reproduction"&gt;reproductive&lt;/a&gt; functions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brain dimorphism, as observably distinct and complicated as it is, &lt;a title="Theory" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theory"&gt;theoretically&lt;/a&gt; could be of as little significance for &lt;a title="Behaviour" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Behaviour"&gt;behaviour&lt;/a&gt; as, for example, &lt;a title="Eye color" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye_color"&gt;eye-colour&lt;/a&gt;. So additional material regarding &lt;a title="Correlation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Correlation"&gt;correlations&lt;/a&gt; between brain structure and behaviour is actually the main feature of this chapter. Initial studies in this area came from observing people who had suffered &lt;a title="Brain damage" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain_damage"&gt;brain damage&lt;/a&gt;. Correlations between which behavioural functions showed impairment and which regions of the brain showed damage led to early results regarding left and right &lt;a title="Brain hemisphere" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain_hemisphere"&gt;brain hemisphere&lt;/a&gt; activity.&lt;sup class="reference" id="_ref-15"&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain_Sex#_note-15"&gt;[16]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Although &lt;a title="Knowledge" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knowledge"&gt;knowledge&lt;/a&gt; of this area is still far from complete, a great deal of refinement has been made possible with &lt;a title="Brain imaging" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain_imaging"&gt;brain imaging&lt;/a&gt; technology and investment in research projects into human brain function.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One simplification of the results is that female brains (the result of default or "normal" developmental pathways) generally distribute processing across diverse regions of the brain. Male brains (&lt;a title="Testosterone" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Testosterone"&gt;testosterone&lt;/a&gt; modified versions of the female brain) are notably more "compartmentalized" and "focused" in their processing.This is the science behind the popular language of women typically having a natural aptitude for "multi-tasking", and men seeming to generally adopt "single minded" behavioural strategies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R34BdUqw3LI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jEj7zlaEqfM/s1600-h/malebrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151556627034332338" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R34BdUqw3LI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jEj7zlaEqfM/s320/malebrain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R657oATX2lI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OADnpxiGzm4/s1600-h/Hau+Yuan+Chaw.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165201749846776402" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R657oATX2lI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OADnpxiGzm4/s320/Hau%2BYuan%2BChaw.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R657owTX2nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/toT27jlBr6o/s1600-h/%B8%B5%C4%ABpeter.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165201762731678322" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R657owTX2nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/toT27jlBr6o/s320/%25B8%25B5%25C4%25ABpeter.gif" 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/1063226607228595176-7832656697257010038?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/7832656697257010038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=7832656697257010038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/7832656697257010038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/7832656697257010038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2008/01/brainy.html' title='Brainy'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R34Bc0qw3KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1LrDE6vVo9I/s72-c/femalebrain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-5296183736170513258</id><published>2007-12-20T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T17:48:38.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A poet for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; who requested it~ And i better get rewarded for this~ If not I'm not gonna treat u laksa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R2n4vEqw3FI/AAAAAAAAAIE/c5WMou4ltvQ/s1600-h/317682779_9dd141880c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 248px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R2n4vEqw3FI/AAAAAAAAAIE/c5WMou4ltvQ/s320/317682779_9dd141880c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917536838147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I watched a teardrop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slowly trace its way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;across your lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It hovered a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the tip of your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as if to tease me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and make me feel ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for hurting you so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally it broke itself free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and came to a rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on your soft pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to join countless others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of its kind that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never knew existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-5296183736170513258?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/5296183736170513258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=5296183736170513258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5296183736170513258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5296183736170513258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-night-last-night-i-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/R2n4vEqw3FI/AAAAAAAAAIE/c5WMou4ltvQ/s72-c/317682779_9dd141880c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-6938145656405080709</id><published>2007-12-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:39:04.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESH~~~&lt;/span&gt; Finally exam free~ ITS holiday people~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HO&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;LI&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;~ HAHAHA~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its gonna be wild~&lt;/span&gt; A month and 5 days of exam~ No more books no more school no more teacher's bad look~ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HURRAY~&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha~ Guess that's all for now~ Well be updating some more if i can~ Well Happy holiday y'all~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-6938145656405080709?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/6938145656405080709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=6938145656405080709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6938145656405080709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6938145656405080709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesh-finally-exam-free-its-holiday_8699.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4234731553019342321</id><published>2007-11-11T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T16:54:42.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To my friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shahril&lt;/span&gt; who is sad over there in u.k on something which is forbidden for me to tell. But no matter what the person is sad about, you should always try and put a smile on their face. Hope you'll cheer up after reading this poem, dude~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I saw a lonely little boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; walking down a railroad track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I didn't see a trace of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; as I looked back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; If I see him again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I know what I'll do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Say, Hi there friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Let's play! me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1063226607228595176-4234731553019342321?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4234731553019342321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4234731553019342321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4234731553019342321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4234731553019342321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-my-friend-shahril-who-is-sad-over.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-1370558883776751278</id><published>2007-11-09T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:45:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to live by</title><content type='html'>This is a compilation of quotes that I have stumbled upon and have collected over the years. I find them on the internet, books that I've read, movies, shows and what not. Quotes are fun, I find them amusing and fun to read especially when I can relate to them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[Plath]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There comes a time when you need to make a big mistake in order to see   yourself with perspective. [NANA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The only thing that's worse than one is none. ["In Between" by Linkin Park]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't live with you but I can't live without you. Not breathing with you, it's hard to breathe without you. ["I Wish" by Omarion]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good things come to those who wait, but not to those who wait too late. ["Just the Two of Us"]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; People say that love can be developed but the only person who people love is themselves. That's the reason why you choose the person who can please you the most. [NANA]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing can happen until you swing the bat. [FLCL]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Par_0001_sub" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;                                            Mother Nature: World's Biggest Polluter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RzRHChFTEoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qd3Mxg-Ta2A/s1600-h/BC%2Benvironment.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RzRHChFTEoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qd3Mxg-Ta2A/s320/BC%2Benvironment.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130803984047739522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppe, i'm a boring blogger~ And double yuppe with a nod~ Mother nature is the biggest polluter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Par_0001_sub" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-1370558883776751278?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/1370558883776751278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=1370558883776751278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1370558883776751278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1370558883776751278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/11/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to live by'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RzRHChFTEoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qd3Mxg-Ta2A/s72-c/BC%2Benvironment.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4589130145682435345</id><published>2007-10-15T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:10:53.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; wish i could say this to everyone tomorrow~ I felt like i have been in a holiday mood for too long~ And i don't want to go back to school anymore~ Is it the blue? But today is Monday~ I can't possibly get the blue's~ Sigh~ I'm gonna miss chatting with you guy's who are faraway from Brunei~ Even the local one too which they hardly find me outx~ And i meant Rubin and Affiq not Sheena and Chong~ Cause these two gals will definitely find me to go out for tea if they want to~ But the other two dude, well its sad that they are my friend~ SIGH~ Oops left some more little people outx~(teresa ,sze jing , lee jie and some more) HAHA~ Oh yea and one black dude~ Well i don't wanna bother him, his too busy with his engagement thing-e~ What can i say the dude is like a love-machine~ Black dude have more fun then yellow dude~ Oh god, what the puck am i typing here~ Haha~ Ok~ Enough crap talk and here's one poem for all of you guys out there who read my post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are friends from far away.&lt;br /&gt;When we talk we always have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;Our lives so different yet the same.&lt;br /&gt;Every night we play the game.&lt;br /&gt;We talk of families and about our day.&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder if there's more to say.&lt;br /&gt;Could it have been different for you and I?&lt;br /&gt;Or was fate decided before we could have tried?&lt;br /&gt;For now we play our parts, that's all that's left;&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing if our hearts would have met.&lt;br /&gt;Two people from far away, always asking, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;How was your day&lt;/span&gt;?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your day friends~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-4589130145682435345?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4589130145682435345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4589130145682435345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4589130145682435345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4589130145682435345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wish-i-could-say-this-to-everyone_15.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-7249240155459383134</id><published>2007-10-13T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T10:50:33.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by 億芬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 7 songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words or even if they're not any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LJ along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they're listening to in absolute random order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se7en - again&lt;br /&gt;Se7en - all night long&lt;br /&gt;Fly to the sky - My angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly to the sky - Like a man&lt;br /&gt;Back-ON - Flower&lt;br /&gt;Back-ON - Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Back-ON - A day beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I tag:&lt;br /&gt;If you guys ever read my posts ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee jie&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Soohui&lt;br /&gt;Shiang lian&lt;br /&gt;Sheng kheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, why am i doing this again? Hahaha~ Must be the latest FAb~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-7249240155459383134?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/7249240155459383134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=7249240155459383134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/7249240155459383134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/7249240155459383134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged-by-list-7-songs-you-are-into.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-5996548737661862703</id><published>2007-10-03T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:02:38.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is my birthday~ Have receive a lot of wishes from a lot of pretty little people out there~ Am glad to know all of you~ Especially Vivian~ Who called, at midnight around 1am something like that and to be the first person to greet me again~ At that time I was counting sheep to try to fall asleep cause no one in miri know my birthday~ How sad~ But I’m really happy to receive call’s from Vivian~ Well not only Vivian, there’s some more people out there who are special to me~ Who even tend to message me to greet me~ You know who you are~ &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Here’s a poem for all who wishes me~ You guys are the greatest~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; “I appreciate your kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; More than words can say;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The very nice thing you did for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Really made my day!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-5996548737661862703?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/5996548737661862703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=5996548737661862703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5996548737661862703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5996548737661862703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-my-birthday-have-receive-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4029667013459419967</id><published>2007-08-02T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:55:49.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been several months already so i finally updated something to my blog... So poem for the day... Come read it...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  Life can seem ungrateful   and not always kind.&lt;br /&gt;Life can pull at your heartstrings   and play with your mind...&lt;br /&gt;Life can be blissful   and happy and free...&lt;br /&gt;Life can put beauty   in the things that you see...&lt;br /&gt;Life can place challenges   right at your feet...&lt;br /&gt;Life can make good   of the hardships we meet...&lt;br /&gt;Life can overwhelm you   and make your head spin...&lt;br /&gt;Life can reward those   determined to win...&lt;br /&gt;Life can be hurtful   and not always fair...&lt;br /&gt;Life can surround you   with people who care...&lt;br /&gt;Life clearly does offer   its Up and its Downs...&lt;br /&gt;Life's days can bring you   both smiles and frowns...&lt;br /&gt;Life teaches us to take   the good with the bad...&lt;br /&gt;Life is a mixture   of happy and sad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt; So...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Take the Life that you have   and give it your best...&lt;br /&gt;Think positive, be happy   let God do the rest...&lt;br /&gt;Take the challenges that life   has laid at your feet...&lt;br /&gt;Take pride and be thankful   for each one you meet...&lt;br /&gt;To yourself give forgiveness   if you stumble and fall...&lt;br /&gt;Take each day that is dealt you   and give it your all...&lt;br /&gt;Take the love that you're given   and return it with care...&lt;br /&gt;Have faith that when needed   it will always be there...&lt;br /&gt;Take time to find the beauty   in the things that you see...&lt;br /&gt;Take life's simple pleasures   let them set your heart free...&lt;br /&gt;The idea here is simply   to even the score...&lt;br /&gt;As you are met and faced with   Life's Tug of War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I SAW SOMEONE DEAD RECENTLY... OH MY GOD... But i found three beautiful goddess on the same day 2... So should i be lucky or should i be unlucky? I'm confused... REALLY... I keep on having flashback... Man...&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/1063226607228595176-4029667013459419967?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4029667013459419967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4029667013459419967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4029667013459419967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4029667013459419967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-can-seem-ungrateful-and-not-always.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-458437750384968369</id><published>2007-06-21T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T07:26:34.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A DREAM~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could dream at night&lt;br /&gt;and if those dreams came true&lt;br /&gt;i would force myself to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;so i could dream of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If wishes were given to lonely guys,&lt;br /&gt;and if i were given just two&lt;br /&gt;i would wish that you would always&lt;br /&gt;love me&lt;br /&gt;the other i would give to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my tears could write love songs&lt;br /&gt;Before my tears were through&lt;br /&gt;you would know just how i feel&lt;br /&gt;and how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dreams are for dreamers&lt;br /&gt;and wishes seldom come true&lt;br /&gt;my tears do not write love songs&lt;br /&gt;but when they fall....they fall for&lt;br /&gt;you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-458437750384968369?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/458437750384968369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=458437750384968369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/458437750384968369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/458437750384968369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-i-could-dream-at-night-and-if-those.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4493432093972703560</id><published>2007-06-03T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T11:21:58.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird chat but nice poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mysterious person to Fen동생&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/devil_inside87"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I beg to serve you, Goddess. I will do whatever you wish. For the honor of smelling and kissing your feet. I will do anything you ask of me, Goddess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P오빠 to Fen동생&lt;br /&gt;My desire of you... Was not your lip or mouth... Or even smelling your feet... My desire was your hands... Those tendering hands which make those delicious food... I will laid my lip onto the food... For which you have make from your heart and soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fen동생 to P오빠&lt;br /&gt;"I thee peter.... will bow and kiss thy mistress's hands.... for they are the wonderful things that make the heavenly tasting food. I am now in eden"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-4493432093972703560?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4493432093972703560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4493432093972703560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4493432093972703560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4493432093972703560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/06/weird-chat-but-nice-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-8991197124277155461</id><published>2007-05-18T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T11:39:19.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, As time flows by like light... I realise that my day in uni will be ending soonx... I'll be missing all my uni nakama(brotha) n lecturer(right~ Like that gonna happen~)... But i'm still very uncertain about my future life... Am i going to get a good carreer? Am i going to get married? Am i going to germany? Am i going to work? Am i going to become rich? Am i going to die at a young age, will i be missed? Am i this and am i that? All sort of question are dwelling in my head? Uncertainty uncertainty uncertainty  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncertainty in life&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born i go to school&lt;br /&gt;Be obediet get good scores&lt;br /&gt;You promise a future of shimmering silver&lt;br /&gt;Didn't i follow life's golden rules?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean success no guarantee by hard work?&lt;br /&gt;You mean wealth has no set formula?&lt;br /&gt;You mean everything comes a blank state?&lt;br /&gt;We have to search for our own data?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience tells of no use to be bitter&lt;br /&gt;Why dwell in the fear of not knowing the future?&lt;br /&gt;Doing means owning the certainty of the next second&lt;br /&gt;And the power that sheds light to paint a new moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the future moment arrives the way i dream it&lt;br /&gt;Still taste the good and brave the cold&lt;br /&gt;For there are those who were born. I have been told&lt;br /&gt;With nothing more than the hope of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be, let it be...&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty is the way life could be~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-8991197124277155461?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/8991197124277155461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=8991197124277155461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8991197124277155461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8991197124277155461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-guys-as-time-flows-by-like-light.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-32208050873309933</id><published>2007-05-12T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T10:50:01.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8zX_RI1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fOvMOKlIAWw/s1600-h/DSC03442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8zX_RI1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fOvMOKlIAWw/s320/DSC03442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449840614187858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT80H_RI2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yyFYKbOJQWs/s1600-h/DSC03443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT80H_RI2I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yyFYKbOJQWs/s320/DSC03443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449853499089762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8M3_RIxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vVFFVwxl9g4/s1600-h/DSC03436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8M3_RIxI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vVFFVwxl9g4/s320/DSC03436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449179189224210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8N3_RI0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/I0UojKaaMBI/s1600-h/DSC03441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8N3_RI0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/I0UojKaaMBI/s320/DSC03441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449196369093442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8Mn_RIwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/j_Yn5mzTFTc/s1600-h/DSC03435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8Mn_RIwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/j_Yn5mzTFTc/s320/DSC03435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449174894256898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8NX_RIyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7YWs1AWRlfw/s1600-h/DSC03437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8NX_RIyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7YWs1AWRlfw/s320/DSC03437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449187779158818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu~ This is what we do daily during practical session... Hahaha... Play big 2, have breakfast in class and also read some newspaper... Some were waiting for their turn to take their practical exam... We sort of feel like its an execution  session... Like one by one go out and die... Hahaha... I was scared till my hands was shaking while i was holding my tool, every piece of my equipment was flying here and there... Yet i must stay on focus... "CONCENTRATION MAX"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT80n_RI4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/prZHA9bAL2U/s1600-h/DSC03446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT80n_RI4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/prZHA9bAL2U/s320/DSC03446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449862089024386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT80X_RI3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/mrw4rH1DZcQ/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT80X_RI3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/mrw4rH1DZcQ/s320/DSC03445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449857794057074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT803_RI5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/pxE3yBaewRc/s1600-h/DSC03450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT803_RI5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/pxE3yBaewRc/s320/DSC03450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063449866383991698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9on_RI6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/bBc-J0Y2_lI/s1600-h/DSC03451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9on_RI6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/bBc-J0Y2_lI/s320/DSC03451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063450755442221986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slow and steady slow and steady"Said mr voom... Look at time already quarter pass 9 left 15minutes... PANIC TO THE MAX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED shirt : Mr voon(The examiner)&lt;br /&gt;Black shirt: Me lo (The student)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i don't know who took this picture but i would like to find out tho... Hahaha... Some bum just like to disturb somebody while their exam's in progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9o3_RI7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Mj9HR8COctA/s1600-h/DSC03458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9o3_RI7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Mj9HR8COctA/s320/DSC03458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063450759737189298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9pH_RI8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/F0o5e3NgxCM/s1600-h/DSC03469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9pH_RI8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/F0o5e3NgxCM/s320/DSC03469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063450764032156610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all feel relief when the exam was over yet big 2 was all we can think... Hahaha... This is during the supervisory class... BIG 2 big 2... Practising till chinese new year... Muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9pX_RI9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/x58_-W0FQwM/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT9pX_RI9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/x58_-W0FQwM/s320/DSC03471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063450768327123922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this handsome hunk... His so happy that his exam was over that he straight away ask someone(lau poh) to go out for dinner... Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-32208050873309933?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/32208050873309933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/32208050873309933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/05/huhuhu-this-is-what-we-do-daily-during.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RkT8zX_RI1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fOvMOKlIAWw/s72-c/DSC03442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-995527568793700807</id><published>2007-04-21T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T12:38:56.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's your birthday present &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fen 동생&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... Althought its a bit advance i mean too advance... Hahaha... So happy advance birthday... Hope you like your little present from P-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;오빠...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Instead of counting candles,&lt;br /&gt;Or tallying the years,&lt;br /&gt;Contemplate your blessings,&lt;br /&gt;As your birthday nears.&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Consider special people&lt;br /&gt;Who love you, and who care,&lt;br /&gt;And others who’ve enriched your life&lt;br /&gt;Just by being there.&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Think about the memories&lt;br /&gt;Passing years can never mar,&lt;br /&gt;Experiences great and small&lt;br /&gt;That have made you who you are.&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Another year is a happy gift,&lt;br /&gt;So cut your cake, and say,&lt;br /&gt;"Instead of counting birthdays,&lt;br /&gt;I count blessings every day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Goudy,Georgia,Callisto MT;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;Please lean upon my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;You'll be needing the support, now&lt;br /&gt;That you're feeling so much older!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-995527568793700807?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/995527568793700807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=995527568793700807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/995527568793700807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/995527568793700807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/04/heres-your-birthday-present-fen.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-7327853257706021634</id><published>2007-04-17T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:57:16.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many of us have lost a dear friend lately... And his calvin chee... His a good friend a friend who can be depend on, a brother to some of us and a striker in football or futsal... I'm not good at writing poems, but I did come up with this one, and would like to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day God called you home&lt;br /&gt;Upon that fatal day&lt;br /&gt;My heart ripped, and broken&lt;br /&gt;I could not bear to pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been so long ago&lt;br /&gt;The memories still remain&lt;br /&gt;The day God called you home&lt;br /&gt;My tears fell like rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that was so magical&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful in every way&lt;br /&gt;A special place in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is where I keep you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have left of you,&lt;br /&gt;Are a few pictures from our past,&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll treasure these memories,&lt;br /&gt;That will always and forever last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sadness overcame me&lt;br /&gt;The day God call you home&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart sings with joy&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are not alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-7327853257706021634?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/7327853257706021634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=7327853257706021634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/7327853257706021634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/7327853257706021634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/04/many-of-us-have-lost-dear-friend-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4168400588518670587</id><published>2007-04-07T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:01:17.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... I think i dedicate tis little poem to a special somebody who always read my poem and alway drop by... Hehehe u know who u are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The       sky was blue,&lt;br /&gt;    The earth was green,&lt;br /&gt;    As you ran across,&lt;br /&gt;    In the swaying grass,&lt;br /&gt;    In the spring breeze,&lt;br /&gt;    And I ran after you,&lt;br /&gt;    Like a little boy,&lt;br /&gt;    Holding out his hand,&lt;br /&gt;    To catch a butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &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/1063226607228595176-4168400588518670587?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4168400588518670587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4168400588518670587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4168400588518670587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4168400588518670587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm_07.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-700729217842995183</id><published>2007-04-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:29:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the moon sit on the dyed black clouds... watching over the whole nightly part of the world where it shines most glorious among in the dark background... no stars can compare as the clouds which help the moon to be the most brightest among the whole skies... nothing will be able to defeat the shine that the moon is radiating... but yet the rabbit within the moon is always sitting there not seen by many... some even say it is a crab with it claws up... it depends on the one who sees it... the beholder will determine what it is... whatever it is said by the beholder and so will it be... nothing will change the firmness of the beholder unless persuaded by reasons that doesn't really exist... so let it be a rabbit as i write this one... :D thus the rabbit always sitting within the radiating moon that is reflecting the awesome light from the nearest star to us... the sun with all its glory... shining at the other part of the world and creating daytime and day light to every part of the half of the world... the dominating place of the sun is equally to the moon but yet if the moon is taking light from the sun... wouldn't it be the sun who is dominating the whole world then... it is a deflective measurement to conquer the whole world and letting us believe that the moon is actually creating light and shining down upon us... yet once we know the truth... everything is different from what we had expected... the time has changed because everyone now is with knowledge... no matter how bad or good that person is in studies... the person is filled with knowledge that sometimes that they themselves doesn't know about it... it is just natural instinct that what will be what and the normal reaction of everything that surrounds them.. that is the way life has made itself known to others... the world that teaches who are willing to learn... the findings of a thousand treasure kept within for those who seek it... it is not in gold or silver form.. but the treasure that will be forever in the most critical point of the body... that would be the priceless gold that everyone wants but cannot obtain it... hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-700729217842995183?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/700729217842995183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=700729217842995183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/700729217842995183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/700729217842995183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/04/watching-moon-sit-on-dyed-black-clouds.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-6091486664105732303</id><published>2007-04-01T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T02:22:35.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... This was something i think of all the sudden when we was in mariyln 2day... Hehehe... Maybe its a bit poetic... So please, tell me the truth what your guys think of it... Bad or good... I'll accept it... Hehehe... So here it come and enjoy reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look at the sky,&lt;br /&gt;i see all the stars twinkling,&lt;br /&gt;they are like the people of this planet,&lt;br /&gt;all emiting all different type of light,&lt;br /&gt;i want to stand out in that crowd,&lt;br /&gt;and shine brighter than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and swear,&lt;br /&gt;I entrust my dream to a shooting star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-6091486664105732303?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/6091486664105732303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=6091486664105732303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6091486664105732303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6091486664105732303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4648887112019550307</id><published>2007-03-25T05:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T02:31:34.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RgWfeml6nzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Tfo3lXjmJYM/s1600-h/DSC02810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RgWfeml6nzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Tfo3lXjmJYM/s320/DSC02810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045614305642979122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How grandly nature shines upon me,&lt;br /&gt;How glistens the sun,&lt;br /&gt;From the countless branches of the blossoms thrust,&lt;br /&gt;And joy ecstatic fills everyone,&lt;br /&gt;O’sun,&lt;br /&gt;O’ love,&lt;br /&gt;How lovely,&lt;br /&gt;So golden fair,&lt;br /&gt;You prosper grandly,&lt;br /&gt;The dew fresh fields,&lt;br /&gt;O’ how I love thee!&lt;br /&gt;How your eye sparkle!&lt;br /&gt;Be ever happy.&lt;br /&gt;As I love thee…&lt;br /&gt;Sun...&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/1063226607228595176-4648887112019550307?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/4648887112019550307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=4648887112019550307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4648887112019550307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/4648887112019550307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-grandly-nature-shines-upon-me-how.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RgWfeml6nzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Tfo3lXjmJYM/s72-c/DSC02810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-3125876998121462866</id><published>2007-03-15T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:40:37.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK~ I got some confession to say... This is not the finale... There's one more then its the finale... Hahaha... Going to make more evil food pictures to the blog to make "tze" suffer... Hahaha~ Sorie tze... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the 3rd day, the whole family decided to go for a family reunion dinner so we all gather to one of the best restuarant in town... Well there's this one problem... My grand-parent doesn't like to go out have a feast outside of their house... They rather stay at home and cook for the whole family... WELL... Hahaha... We sort of have our cruel idea to make the two old daddy and mommy to go out... Hehehe... So i wouldn't tell u all... Coz it's part of the grand-children plan's... Hahaha~ So check the picture down below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting impatiently for the food to arrive...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The happy new year dish... Don't know whats the name of the food called...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHARK-FIN SOUP~ With ABALONE AH~~~ YUMMY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This one i didn't try coz its FROG LEG... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7S5CRJrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CHGRezgKrEQ/s1600-h/DSC03394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7S5CRJrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CHGRezgKrEQ/s320/DSC03394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042126453551998642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7RZCRJnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8ur20mHF3b8/s1600-h/DSC03392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7RZCRJnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8ur20mHF3b8/s320/DSC03392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042126427782194802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7R5CRJoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9XUGLg3KQ1c/s1600-h/DSC03395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7R5CRJoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9XUGLg3KQ1c/s320/DSC03395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042126436372129410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7SJCRJpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_I_DBQQYIm0/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7SJCRJpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_I_DBQQYIm0/s320/DSC03402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042126440667096722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7SpCRJqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qZ9quybUSVI/s1600-h/DSC03404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7SpCRJqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qZ9quybUSVI/s320/DSC03404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042126449257031330" 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/1063226607228595176-3125876998121462866?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/3125876998121462866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=3125876998121462866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/3125876998121462866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/3125876998121462866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-i-got-some-confession-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Rfk7S5CRJrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CHGRezgKrEQ/s72-c/DSC03394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-8930983131436852151</id><published>2007-03-10T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:41:20.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... So tis is part 3 of my k.l vacation during CNY... But i still haf no idea how to tell all u guys so i think the picture will tell all of u wat it mean k? Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;chicken rice ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All sort of malaysian food except the kiwi freeze&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The step of making a fast snack food...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiuh Lobak &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The big chef with his big tools...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yum yum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQRZCRJhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MGl9Htp7MX8/s1600-h/DSC03376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQRZCRJhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MGl9Htp7MX8/s320/DSC03376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040038455201048082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQRpCRJiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MMQuuSIlAUY/s1600-h/DSC03377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQRpCRJiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MMQuuSIlAUY/s320/DSC03377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040038459496015394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQ6pCRJmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PffqAxNSUQo/s1600-h/DSC03383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQ6pCRJmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PffqAxNSUQo/s320/DSC03383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040039163870652002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQR5CRJjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PWQj2XMD1C4/s1600-h/DSC03378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQR5CRJjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PWQj2XMD1C4/s320/DSC03378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040038463790982706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQR5CRJkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8NkLLvOQA_k/s1600-h/DSC03379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQR5CRJkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8NkLLvOQA_k/s320/DSC03379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040038463790982722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQSJCRJlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DaAuzRumW4w/s1600-h/DSC03380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQSJCRJlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DaAuzRumW4w/s320/DSC03380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040038468085950034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : more pictures to come... Thats the finale...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-8930983131436852151?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/8930983131436852151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=8930983131436852151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8930983131436852151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8930983131436852151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RfHQRZCRJhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MGl9Htp7MX8/s72-c/DSC03376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-2585830484186988539</id><published>2007-03-01T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:06:57.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ahem *Clear throat* Here's the second part of my &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; vacation~&lt;br /&gt; Ok, here goes... The second day of my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; vacation~ hmm... I remember I was forced to wake up that day if not mistaken... Till dad say: "Hey, wake up... We're going to petronas twin tower now" I was like "What, what is the time now" Look at watch with eye bonging... Reply dad... "What the hell, its 8:00am dad..., K.l. people don't wake up tat early let me sleep for 5 minutes..." "Ok, we're gonna go for siao long pao again~" Without hesitation... I wake up, wash face take a super quick shower... Get dress come out of the room chasing dad n mom... And Say why are you guys so slow... Let move... Hahaha~ Then i was pretty damn wrong about k.l people they are earlier then people here... When I get out of the hotel, the roads are filed with cars n sidewalks were filled with people... We have breakie around 8:30am and finish at 9 something… So we call a taxi and the funny part is you can bargain with the taxi driver… We got RM5 to the twin tower… I was laughing in the car and mom was like pulling my poor little ear says if u doesn’t do this u will get trick by the taxi driver with a higher price… There we reached the twin tower I was like “Woah so WaaaaYYYyyy up…, lucky we have elevator… If not, pity to the worker over there, who have to walk all the way up there then all the way down when jobs over…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The twin tower&lt;br /&gt;2.The twin tower again&lt;br /&gt;3.Look at the endless windows&lt;br /&gt;4.The first entrance of the twin tower&lt;br /&gt;5.Mom n dad walking to the entrance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3ntM3QtI/AAAAAAAAADI/5AiDJZ8grG8/s1600-h/DSC03335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3ntM3QtI/AAAAAAAAADI/5AiDJZ8grG8/s320/DSC03335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036985494780986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3n9M3QuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/UYmAuLH8vig/s1600-h/DSC03336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3n9M3QuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/UYmAuLH8vig/s320/DSC03336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036985499075953378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3oNM3QvI/AAAAAAAAADY/AQxhGenag4w/s1600-h/DSC03337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3oNM3QvI/AAAAAAAAADY/AQxhGenag4w/s320/DSC03337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036985503370920690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3odM3QwI/AAAAAAAAADg/K_WjxXoa5is/s1600-h/DSC03338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3odM3QwI/AAAAAAAAADg/K_WjxXoa5is/s320/DSC03338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036985507665888002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3otM3QxI/AAAAAAAAADo/TSqyU2Z8ndI/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3otM3QxI/AAAAAAAAADo/TSqyU2Z8ndI/s320/DSC03339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036985511960855314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day... Going to granny house... Leave it till next time... Hahaha~ =P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb2LNM3QoI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pr9JCJ6A5Sc/s1600-h/DSC03335.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-2585830484186988539?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/2585830484186988539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=2585830484186988539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/2585830484186988539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/2585830484186988539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahem-clear-throat-heres-second-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/Reb3ntM3QtI/AAAAAAAAADI/5AiDJZ8grG8/s72-c/DSC03335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-4138751389344704836</id><published>2007-02-25T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T03:15:52.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo yo yo~ Been thinking of posting all this picture in my blog for along time, which that i keep on reminding myself to do... But eventually ending up i didn't even do anything about it~ Hahaha~ So here's some picture of my family going to kuala lumpur... I post half of it first... Its on valentine day~ Which i flew to k.l with family... I found it a bit awkward abit cause i was surrounded by beautiful couple... Truely no joke... In kuala lumpur you can hardly find an UGLY girl on the street of sungai wang~ NOT even ONE... Even the auntie look like leng lui ah... And as for guys ah... Hai no need to say ah... If i compare myself with them ah... They are tis much |-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| And me |-|... Its a very big difference lo so I guess u all get it right~ So on to the picture no more bull shit already~&lt;br /&gt;Mostly are foods... Coz SAKAI Wa~&lt;br /&gt;First picture = First night in k.l during valentine day...&lt;br /&gt;Second picture = Lam mee... Don't know wat is but it taste delicious...&lt;br /&gt;Third picture =  This one is one of the best food i ever ate... "Shanghai siau long pau"&lt;br /&gt;fourth n fifth picture = Well sort of the same ne... 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Then when getting closer I found the black thing actually was my black gold fish... I was so shocked that I go check it whether it’s still breathing and try to save it... But I found out its scales was covered with white visible mucus... It’s a sign of sickness to the fish. Or other word there is too much chorine in the aquarium…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, Time 09hr: 52minute: 58second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the back of my house where there’s a store room. There I took out two pipes, I for flushing out the dirty contaminated water from the aquarium the other to refill it… While flushing out the water I black gold fish was still alive then after a few minutes I saw the fish stop inhaling oxygen as in the fish didn’t even close its mouth for less then one or more second…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is the fish still alive?” said mom&lt;br /&gt;“I think the fish went to see its ancestor already” said sister while surfing the net to her favorite website called TVIQ/DBSK fan website… Don’t know the name of the website…&lt;br /&gt;“Ma the fish is dead, so how?” reply me&lt;br /&gt;“Well bury it, since it’s your fish!?!” said mom&lt;br /&gt;“Adeh” reply me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few hours later on… I still feel a bit sad at that moment… Then mom took me to seria and buys some gold fish to replace the dead gold fish… Well we reach seria and get some gold fish to replace it… Actually I bought two to replace one… I thought mom pay for the fish then she say since u want the fish, u pay for it… Eye bonging out, Guess how much I paid for the two gold fish~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some picture of the fish…&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXr7rlQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mgseZSv3txY/s1600-h/DSC03310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030969039760212882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXr7rlQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mgseZSv3txY/s320/DSC03310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXZrrlQ4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yAd-ml_y8mQ/s1600-h/DSC03297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030968726227600258" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXZrrlQ4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yAd-ml_y8mQ/s320/DSC03297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXr7rlQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/G09Omn81dIk/s1600-h/DSC03312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030969039760212898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXr7rlQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/G09Omn81dIk/s320/DSC03312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGYdrrlQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/USSwLi36aCs/s1600-h/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030969894458704818" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGYdrrlQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/USSwLi36aCs/s320/DSC03307.JPG" 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/1063226607228595176-6270779262964294743?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/6270779262964294743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=6270779262964294743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6270779262964294743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6270779262964294743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-bye-pet-today-time-09hr-48minute.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BFeCJw_RHWU/RdGXr7rlQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/mgseZSv3txY/s72-c/DSC03310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-8029509507660998104</id><published>2007-02-10T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T05:43:18.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phasing</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="entry-header"&gt;Phasing~&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day gone by so fast... Every hour just fly through just like that... Every minute running past me without me noticing them... Every second warping pass me just like that.... What a fast day... before i knew it... another day is in front of me... What a way to pass through my life.... Hehehe... what can we do?? Time doesn't wait for anyone... Yet time is the one that changes things around.... somehow unfair and unjust... hahaha... but if we could turn time.... just once... what would it be... would it be something really important?? are you willing to take the risks of changing the whole future that you know before to change?? will that sastify you?? are you sure you want it to be that way instead of this way??? are you sure that turning that time is the right choice?? or would you save it for another time when the situation is more serious?? could it be worst if you turn the time then??? what would the future be like?? it is better?? will you know what is happening then?? well... i guess that is why time is such a fragile thing yet harsh.... to some it may heal... to some it may hurt... to some it may love... to some it may hate... no one really understands this.... there is none... but to those are still seeking for the answer.... the answer to play with time... is it even possible?? are we allowed to play with time?? if we are... who is going to be held responsible? if it is possible... wouldn't history just kept on repeating itself?? forever nothing will be accomplish because the effect of this road and that road is different.... and yet if another choice appear... are you going to play with time once again to know the effect?? this will never end because you will just keep on turning back the time and play with it and judge what is the best for yourself.... but if you really do play with time... won't you be afraid that you will dissappear because maybe you are messing with your lineage.... how your father and mother met.... how their parents met?? maybe it is because of mistakes that they met and you were born... so nothing can be perfected in this world... maybe there are things that we can change if we play with time... but wouldn't this disturb everything in time?? i guess it is no wonder that time is such a unique thing.... no one can study it... no one can disturb it.... no one can forward it... no one can do anything to time.... it is there all the time but we cannot even touch it.... sometimes... we are just so useless aren't we?? so what is more to think that we can make a time machine..... it is always been impposible because time is constant and will not change.... and you cannot alter the time that had been set.... when the time comes... it will come... when it is not the time... it will just move on until the time comes... by then.... move on and believe in what decisions that you have made is the right one and time itself will tell you wheter it is right or wrong.... for we are all humans and we learn from our own mistakes... if someone was that perfect in everything that person does... what will happen to that person when imperfection came to that person?? can that person handle it?? how is that person going to solve it?? it would be hard because that person had never experience failure in life... i wonder how big the impact will be on that person.... will that person able to survive?? it is somehow unknown and only can be told with time.... so the essence of time is always there but is not within our reach.... so will you want to play with time if you are able to? are you going to be the one responsible for any changes in time?? are you sure you can handle the outcome of the things you wanted to change?? i will let you think about it and answer it yourself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-8029509507660998104?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/8029509507660998104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=8029509507660998104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8029509507660998104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/8029509507660998104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/02/phasing.html' title='Phasing'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-6929609348611420531</id><published>2007-02-09T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T02:01:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back people~~~ but i do not really know if i should go on blogging... hahaha.. it is somehow not a very good idea for me to be blogging since i don't have anything to blog about.. haha.. and i always say the same things after i intro a few lines of unknowness which is.. what to write in today's blog... hahaha.. so yeah.. i wonder really.. what should i write all the time when i come into my blog... weird isn't it how this blogger writes his blog... but oh well.. that's me alright... the crazy one which i am so proud of~~ haha.. just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today blogs is about this  i think!?! Hahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="entry-header"&gt;Run!&lt;/h3&gt;Run as fast as possible. Don't look back. Whatever you do just don't look back. Never turning your head looking back. Run with all your might. Don't look back. Just keep running until you reach the goal. Get up and run if you fall. Don't bother how people look at you. No matter what just keep running toward your goal. The finish line that is in front of you. Never giving up. Just running for the finish that is in front. hehe... guess that is what we need to do now... just keep running... never giving up and running towards what we want to do.... that is kind of hard isn't it?? well if we don't run... we will walk won't we?? haha... so we will eventually reach our destination isn't that so?? hahaha... oh well... just keep your eye on the goal... haha... so what else do we need? well a lot of determination and hard work.... hahaha.. without that i don't think we will reach our goal that fast... haha... so we need to pay for everything that we do don't we?? haha.. i mean like if you study hard you will get good results... and if you don't study hard.... you will get bad results... so everything that we do has a result... haha.. it is either good or bad... you can either have this one or that one... not both... haha... how weird that sometimes we actually can have both... it depends on how you manage it isn't it?? hahaha... well i don't know about you but i am a lazy person... haha... and well the results is what i deserve... haha... God is never unfair... He will just make it even for all of us based on our doing... haha... but all in His perfect timing... haha.. sometimes we have to wait... sometimes fast... sometimes slow... hahaha.... so patient is the key... which we need a lot nowadays since everyone now is a time bomb... don't you think so?? hahaha... well i guess i am one of them too~~ :p ahaha... oh well... i still have a long way to run.... haha.. so i will start running now... hehe.. have fun and take care!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-6929609348611420531?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/6929609348611420531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=6929609348611420531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6929609348611420531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/6929609348611420531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-back-people-but-i-do-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-1288484654846539702</id><published>2007-02-05T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:32:13.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark or Light...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Deep inside my eyes overflowing with tears, the blue moon falls to pieces...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Without a sound, the brilliant world vanishes in darkness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Running around in the dark during the countdown...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A new time will arrive, now&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Injured black wings glimmer beautifully,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As they soar in the light of the moon...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, the crimson kiss has found its way into my heart,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And will soon flow into my dream...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The silent sky dissapears into the waveirng melody...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, put everything into prayers...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'll keep on walking forever,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Looking for the rest of my closed dream...&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Woo hoo~ My second post~ Stupid~ Got up so early doing nothing~ And just post this... Hehehe~&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/1063226607228595176-1288484654846539702?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/1288484654846539702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=1288484654846539702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1288484654846539702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/1288484654846539702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/02/dark-or-light.html' title='Dark or Light...?'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1063226607228595176.post-5726075987595401157</id><published>2007-02-04T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:31:41.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A New Day... And a new Beginning~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The day that has been morning has now become night. The once dawn that ruled the roosters and made them crow is now turned to evening where the cricket comes out to play. The sun that rises from the east has now returned to back to the west and is on the way on its journey around the earth. It will return only to find it is the next day that we know as tomorrow. Yesterday has gone by and it is shown by the moonlight to pass by the night with the stars guiding the way. The once busy streets are now at peace but only for a short while as the night life will soon begin another busy street in the night. All is past for the heavy workers that work in the daylight and now returning home to their houses for a time of relaxation and a time to keep in touch with the world around them by watching the news. Thus the youngsters who are still active roam the night streets with no mercy and finding entertainment to entertain themselves. The way of life is the way of how one person puts it. It is the persons choice to choose which path it wishes to take. No one else can determine which path that person should take but are allowed to guide them or give them advice of which path they should take. All is done when the choice is made and we cannot turn back as time does not turn back for us. If it did, the world as we know it is not the same... HAHAHAHA... Now that was something i didn't know why i write it so suddenly... Maybe its time for me to start a new beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1063226607228595176-5726075987595401157?l=peetee-pter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/feeds/5726075987595401157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1063226607228595176&amp;postID=5726075987595401157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5726075987595401157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1063226607228595176/posts/default/5726075987595401157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peetee-pter.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-day.html' title='A new day...'/><author><name>pter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488847131886229523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
