<?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-5893140395345740492</id><updated>2012-01-30T21:00:14.739+01:00</updated><category term='Environment'/><category term='Life'/><category term='People&apos;s Choice'/><category term='Wishes'/><category term='Documentaries'/><category term='Shri Sai Baba Teaching'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Gadgets'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Ipad 2'/><category term='Buddhism'/><category term='Taoism'/><category term='Galaxy Note'/><category term='Education'/><category term='My way of life..'/><category term='Musics'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Take a Break ~~~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438867826035219097</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>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-653933895692400017</id><published>2012-01-27T23:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:56:33.615+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My way of life..'/><title type='text'>2nd home..</title><content type='html'>Today, mark the two complete week of my "journey" in Norway as a permanent worker. I was here for training for the past few months, and now, I have a valid permit for 3 years, Hooray! I don't have to worry on passing the immigration anyore! For your information, Malaysian can enter Norway as well as the European Union without visa for a period of three months. So, if you are thinking of visiting this country, just forget about the visa. Bear in mind, in order to have a smooth immigration clearance, just ensure that you have your return ticket with you. And it is quite hectic as well to get the permit ready. Luckily, I had agent to help me run through all the procedure and I just have to be there at the Immigration Centre to show my passport. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my work, two weeks here and have been given and assigned few more projects, some handed over by my colleague and some are new. Not a nice way to start in the New Year... Last week, was informed by manager that I might be in Poland, and it happens again today. Maybe luck is on my side. *Wink* For the time being, it is not really practical to be in Poland mainly because I will be away for 2 weeks. So, for another to take over my stuff, it is kind of wasting time.. My job? Mainly on qualifying the product that we are going to produce as well as make the production process more Lean. To be in this company, it is quite a challenge to me as I am the "minorities" here. Different country, different culture and different way of living. Always need to predict their thought,.. how wonderful if I can read minds! Can read your thought and put it down in my blog and share to the world... Wahaha.. *evil smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut it short, I will be heading back to Asia again and this time, it will be Singapore. For those who are around or will be in Singapore from 6th to 17th February, please inform me. Who knows that maybe we can have some kepo-kepo time!.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-653933895692400017?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/653933895692400017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/2nd-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/653933895692400017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/653933895692400017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/2nd-home.html' title='2nd home..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8377803637313280804</id><published>2012-01-23T18:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:58:43.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day CNY</title><content type='html'>Aahaa.. Happy Chinese New Year. While I am typing for this post, you guys have entered the second day of new year but I am still at the first.. Hehe... Ok no point raised. Today is seriously slow, not only the time but my activeness. Is it because of the new year mood or just being lazy? Hiak hiak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some sharing. I was to complete this post but got carried away with the british got talent reality show. Woww... Jai Mcdowall really make you feel the song he sang. Wonderful.. With or without you, a song by U2 but reproduced and sing by Jai Mcdowall. Both have different "umph" (I dont know what is the word to be used here..) Then stuck with Susan Boyle and started to download the songs.... Arghh,.. till forgotten what I really want to write. Never stop listening to I dreamed a dream... Just like taking my breath away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna put a stop here because I wanna put my attention to downloading song. See ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8377803637313280804?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8377803637313280804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-cny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8377803637313280804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8377803637313280804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-cny.html' title='First Day CNY'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8801218248044347250</id><published>2012-01-22T16:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T16:58:57.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dragon Year</title><content type='html'>When I open this page, it is 11.53 pm (Malaysian time) and I have another 7 minutes to type before Chinese New Year. Kind of a rush to get things done within 7 minutes but it is best to try. I thought of wishing all in Facebook but I felt that it is a bit annoying as my wall almost filled with CNY wishes and I don't want to add another. Due to that, I planned to do this in my blog. Maybe not all my friends know the existence of this blog but still I am doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much but sincerely from me, Happy Chinese New Year to all. Wish you and your family have a prosperous new year. Fill the gap of you life with happiness and joy as we might not know what we will end up in the 21st of December 2012. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is 11.58pm and I am few seconds away from clicking the post button. This next post, Happy Chinese New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8801218248044347250?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8801218248044347250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/dragon-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8801218248044347250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8801218248044347250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/dragon-year.html' title='The Dragon Year'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4772754516165467687</id><published>2012-01-18T20:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:45:10.210+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galaxy Note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipad 2'/><title type='text'>Gadget freak..</title><content type='html'>I am not (judging from the title) but I enjoy it! When I was in Malaysia for my Christmas holiday and New Year break, I bought to electronic gadget and the funny thing was the same thing came out from my brother. What the heck am I going to do with the two? Ok, the gadgets are with me in Norway and I am very happy to have them. I bought Ipad 2 and Samsung Galaxy Note when I was in Malaysia. Ok, I paid for that gadgets but bought by my brother because I want to ensure that they are working. Besides, it is nice to have my siblings playing with it first because then, I can get free reviews from them. They even helped me to install some of the games where I don't think will even search if I have the time to do so. Win-win situation... Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what's in your mind! Typical Malaysian will say, "You can afford that because you are rich" which I hate to get that. Due to that, I only have either one of the gadget with me when I hang out in Malaysia. But what I am thinking is that, "Can I handle the two different operating system?". I don't know. I am using it now, and I am still learning on what I can do to fully utilise it. Currently, it is useful and helpful in filling my free time.. Anyway, not to show off but to share some games that I find interesting to share out with you guys but if you do, I don't give a damn and I don't need to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So few weeks of possessing the gadgets and I am into the games. Angry bird is a must have but make sure you get the full version. I have it in both the gadget but the andriod provides a free full version. Get it then.. Now, I am addicted to Fireworks. Not to say a great game but because to get the chain reaction, it can drive you nuts. I love the iBook apps as well. Seriously, it is very convenient. If they have invented this earlier and if I can afford during my time in University, I will definitely get one. ~~Dreaming on how I can read thermodynamics book, mass balance book whike lying on my bed~~ Hehe.... AHHhh, I always wanted to do that, just that the books are to heavy to be held in hand. (miss the old days again... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is pretty much the things that I did for the past week. I am reading a book as well and don't laugh at me again as I don't think any of my friend read the book before. Ever heard of the book 'Tong Sing'? Don't worry, it is my time to laugh at you! Wakaka.. It is the chinese book of wisdom or aka The Ancient Chinese Almanac. I don't have the chinese version and I won't need that because I don't know how to read but I have the translated and simplified version. Let me give you the link to the book, it is available in softcopy but I got it in hardcopy, from Popular that costs RM 30. I don't feel to disclose anything from the book and I would say it is up to you to explore as this book give me some insight that I never ever been taught both in school and by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chinabooks.com/images/T/TOSICH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.chinabooks.com/images/T/TOSICH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tong Sing, The Chinese Book of Wisdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://www.chinabooks.com/"&gt;www.chinabooks.com&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has something to do with our culture and feng shui. So if you are interested, grab one from Popular. Once done with this, I want to motivate myself with Sun Tzu's The Art of War....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4772754516165467687?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4772754516165467687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/gadget-freak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4772754516165467687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4772754516165467687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/gadget-freak.html' title='Gadget freak..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2624614877406461484</id><published>2012-01-15T16:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T19:21:12.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alamak, CNY mood pulak!</title><content type='html'>Still not in the mood to write work stuff because Chinese New Year is around the corner. To be exact, 7 days to go. How fast is that! One more week! Can you feel the CNY mood in the air? Hehe... Back in Malaysia, YES it is! As the CNY songs are broascasted again and again on radio. Shopping mall were also decorated and red color is filling the spaces, corridors and etc. But I am not in Malaysia. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gonna be the first year I spend my CNY alone and abroad. I don't take it in a bad way but just a bit apart from family. You know, after 24 years of celebrating with family and suddenly alone, kind of lost in I don't know where. (BTW, what I am trying to convey.. @@) It was one of my plan not to celebrate my CNY with my family but celebrate with my friends but that plan fails because of some few reasons. Now, that plan has been granted and I felt kind of stupid to ask for that plan. No matter what, I am taking holiday for 2013 Chinese New Year! Although not celebrating CNY in Malaysia, I will still take one day of on the first day of CNY. At least I am still celebrating it from Norway. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2624614877406461484?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2624614877406461484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/alamak-cny-mood-pulak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2624614877406461484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2624614877406461484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/alamak-cny-mood-pulak.html' title='Alamak, CNY mood pulak!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1324818412281357591</id><published>2012-01-14T15:38:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T16:31:11.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for Malaysia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Three weeks in Malaysia, not really enough to get all the good stuff. Took one week for vacation, which happened to be in Malaysia. Remaining two weeks stuck in Penang while waiting for work permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my one week of holiday so much that even maximise my night time on train so that I can make full use of the day. Went to Johor as well as KL gathering with ex-course mate (plus Kae Yeon). Two difference places but the objectives are the same that is to meet up after graduation. As usual, it was hard to gather all as hard to find one common time, but eventually managed to meet all the Johor gang! Our discussion now revolves around politics, our work as well as who is attached and when are they getting married! How hilarious is that! No more hooking up him with her or her with him. I believed that should be in University time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Penang too but not for "Jalan-Jalan". Work babe! But not really working all the time as the stuff that I am resposible of, mostly in Norway. Save the work stuff for next post! Bukit Mertajam seems to be my territory now, Wakaka... Spent two days driving around Bukit Mertajam and obviously, certain amount has been spent on toll and petrol because got into the wrong way. After all, I did that because I don't know what to do when I am in Penang. Planned to visit my friend's parent but failed as unable to find slot for that after wasting most of the time in finding the way back to Juru (the place I accomodated for about 1 week plus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 484px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.penang-vacations.com/images/09.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Penang Bridge&lt;br /&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://www.penang-vacations.com/"&gt;http://www.penang-vacations.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.millionface.com/l/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/temple/Penang_Kek-Lok-Si_Temple_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 519px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 550px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.millionface.com/l/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/temple/Penang_Kek-Lok-Si_Temple_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kek Lok Si Temple&lt;br /&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://www.millionface.com/"&gt;http://www.millionface.com/&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should pull back my word. For those who loves to taste good food in Bukit Mertajam, make sure you know the place. I was kind of dissapointed as for the days I am in Bukit Mertajam, I can hardly get to taste delicious food. So plan ahead of your dinner or whatsoever, unless you wanna be like me, stop whenever you feel stopping. I should have enterred Penang Island as that is the actual place that I am looking forward. But don't have the guts to do so as I would 100% plus with the guaranttee sticker that I would be missing turns, junction and of course heading somewhere that I don't even know where. Maybe at least with GPS, I can avoid that. I guess it is time to get one GPS gadget.. Haha.. I am not scare of getting lost but the fact that I don't have a reference point for me to go to when I am lost. Plus, I only know Komtar and imagine if you are lost in nowhere and have to travel back to Komtar everytime you are lost, it is not productive at all. This is hard and waste of time. So, next round, one GPS gadget plus some searching and digging through the net, I will then head to the ISLAND! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1324818412281357591?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1324818412281357591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/three-weeks-in-malaysia-not-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1324818412281357591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1324818412281357591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/three-weeks-in-malaysia-not-really.html' title='It&apos;s time for Malaysia!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1414078442599981722</id><published>2012-01-08T06:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T06:45:09.969+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No internet access</title><content type='html'>I am back in Penang and the sad news is that I don't have Internet connection over here. Have stuff to share but .. Will share again once connected.. Take care all...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1414078442599981722?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1414078442599981722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-internet-access.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1414078442599981722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1414078442599981722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-internet-access.html' title='No internet access'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2786651250201909784</id><published>2011-12-23T00:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:53:06.568+01:00</updated><title type='text'>13 hours to go...</title><content type='html'>Another 13 more hours, I will be in airplane, flying to Bangkok before heading back to Malaysia. A fairly nice trip back to Malaysia after almost 3 months in Norway. Of course, it might be a short trip back to Malaysia, but I would like to maximise all the time that I can use to hang out with my family and friends. Seriously, after being abroad, I learn to appreciate. Appreciate things that I took lightly previously. I am thrilled when I got to know that I have the chance to go back, but the excitement tend to degrade when it is closer to the flight date. Why this happen? I don't think that I miss Norway as I will be back here again next year, just that the date is yet to be confirmed. I enjoyed a lot Norway, given their lifestyle that is slow but efficient, peaceful yet costly (Total CONTRAST!!). Forget about it, maybe I miss or carried over with the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that I started to celebrate Christmas but might have to miss Chinese New Year for the coming year. And enough with the snow and ice as I have had the chance to see, touch and play with it. The temperature is dropping now and easily, it can be at around negative ten degree Celcius which is freaking cold but worsen when the wind that I am always hoping for in Malaysia. Need to have time out to escape from this horrible low temperature condition. I was told that January and February might be even worse as the temperature might hit negative twenty seven degree Celcius. WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is 12.51. I need to catch some rest so that I have enormous energy to play hard when I reach KL. Be prepared!! C ya soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2786651250201909784?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2786651250201909784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/13-hours-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2786651250201909784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2786651250201909784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/13-hours-to-go.html' title='13 hours to go...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1065046610693614512</id><published>2011-12-17T10:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T11:05:17.635+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Bachelor party..</title><content type='html'>I spent few hours watching The Hangover Part 1 and Part 2. How can I miss that good show? Hilarious.. Damn, do we have like bachelor party in Malaysia that does not just focus on food? Something like what they, the western have? Like you have few of your best friends hanging out in some clubs, or anywhere celebrating your final days before marriage? Sound interesting right. But not to the extent where we were so drunk and fucked up like them in the hangover. If anyone organising such activities or party, let me know so that I get the chance to feel that. Wakaka.. Take it the positive way, we are getting to know other culture. Hehe.. Haven't watch the show? Don't wait anymore, just click play below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hangover Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 600px; HEIGHT: 480px; OVERFLOW: hidden; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://embed.novamov.com/embed.php?width=600&amp;amp;height=480&amp;amp;v=kwylp9rbkjxx3&amp;amp;px=1" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hangover Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 600px; HEIGHT: 480px; OVERFLOW: hidden; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://embed.novamov.com/embed.php?width=600&amp;amp;height=480&amp;amp;v=8snbc7lnpdzyi&amp;amp;px=1" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to another superb song by &lt;a href="http://www.hiphoplead.com/video/flo-rida-turn-around-54321-official-video/"&gt;Flo Rida, Turn Around&lt;/a&gt;. Click the link and enjoy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1065046610693614512?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1065046610693614512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/bachelor-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1065046610693614512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1065046610693614512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/bachelor-party.html' title='Bachelor party..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-167017627000312206</id><published>2011-12-15T08:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:18:55.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bergen</title><content type='html'>On 12th December, 4.50pm, I received one email from my manager saying that I should prepare to go to Bergen on 14th December. I was expecting as that two days before I received the mail. Anyway, I would say that I am lucky, for now, as the company which mainly initiated by my manager, is sending me around to get familiar with the products that we produce. Ermm.. maybe not very much on the product familiarization, but more in manufacturability and process improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plane left Oslo at 7 am sharp on 14th Dec 2011. I would say not a good timing as I need to wake up at 4 am to get myself prepared and another hour to be wasted in the train and the remaining would be the check-in and etc. Oh my, can you imagine that, 4am babe..!!! It was a short journey though as it only took 50 minutes to reach Bergen. But the good experience does not just ended there as you won't believe what I did in the night. Will get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bergen, another city or state of Norway (I am not sure about this), is very wet. It seems to me like it rains like almost every hour throughout the year. Can you imagine this, now it rains and 5 minutes later, it stops, another 5 minutes, it rains again. What is that!! To them, rain is very normal but to me it is not just about the rain but do mind the wind. When it blows, it is even colder than when u r surrounded by ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the night activity, please don't think of any improper activity as I am still a good boy! Wakaka.. I was to the hotel for just 15 minutes before we headed for dinner. I have no idea why they love to drink so much. Can you imagine to start your dinner with wine? Alamak, they stop by a bar before we had our dinner and even after dinner, they did it again! Bar!! OMG, my stomach kind of filled with wine more than food. We sat and drink like for almost 3 hours after dinner. Guess what, that day itself, they settled 12 bottles of wine. WTF.. 12 bottles in just 6 hours time... BTW, I just took 4 glasses of wine and 1 shot of cordiac (forced to take). Reached back hotel at 200 am and slept at 2.30 am. Woke up at 6.30 am to take a bus to the office again. Damn, I need quality sleep badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, felt a bit dizzy and fever. Took a day off and slept from 11pm to 12 pm the next day. Fuhh... Nice long sleep and woke up fresh... I believe that I will be in Bergen again one day, but not with the drinking. It was a nice place to visit. Must keep my camera around me next time to get some pictures to share with you all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-167017627000312206?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/167017627000312206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/bergen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/167017627000312206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/167017627000312206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/bergen.html' title='Bergen'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2207697996139208201</id><published>2011-12-12T23:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:36:33.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN Heroes..</title><content type='html'>I had just finished watching the CNN heroes on CNN Channel. Thinking of the contribution that they did for the needy, it was awesome. It was beyond great for what they did for the people out there and these people are what God needed on Earth. And I am very sure that they deserve a place in heaven. This year, Robin Lim, a midwife won the CNN Heroes title. She bagged away USD 8 million for her to help the mothers and babies that need healthcares in Bali, Indonesia. How inspiring.. (Should have watch the video on her and you will know why she deserve that title) There are 10 heroes nomination and all did have a interesting plus touching story behind what they did. One thing I got from the Heroes is that they always care for others before they care for themselves. Their strong determination comes from the pain that they felt when the same thing happened to their loved ones or they themselves. Kudos to all the heroes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start by typing &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/SPECIALS/cnn.heroes/index.html"&gt;CNN Heroes 2011&lt;/a&gt; in google and click the &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/SPECIALS/cnn.heroes/index.html"&gt;CNN links&lt;/a&gt; then start watching the videos. If you are saying that you are leaving in hell, then they will be thousand time more than living in hell. Be grateful with what we have now and please try to do something good for others. Offer hands when others need help. May the world have more and more of these heroes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2207697996139208201?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2207697996139208201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/cnn-heroes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2207697996139208201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2207697996139208201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/cnn-heroes.html' title='CNN Heroes..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1039646369213577294</id><published>2011-12-07T21:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:29:19.289+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shri Sai Baba Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taoism'/><title type='text'>Deities..</title><content type='html'>Lately, I used my time with some reading and reviewing videos available in Youtube regarding Buddhism, Taoism as well as Shri Sai Baba. I am not sure why I am doing this, maybe I want to know more or maybe to fill in the hollowness of myself that I need guidance. After all, I enjoyed and very much into it. Reading kind of slow as compared to videos but that is where I can get more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how it started but what I can recall, it started of with Taoism possession video, where the medium possessed by the God. As you know that I am not from vernacular school, so to get the character out on the screen will not be realistic. I spelled my own way and I did it! Great, once linked, you can get other links in Youtube as well. Watching the possession rituals and the celebrations that Singaporean did were just superb. The Singaporean celebrates differently from the Malaysian, where the God will gather at one place which I am not sure where (but in Singapore). Even the might Indian Monkey God, Lord Hanuman, did participated in the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/60/154587310_01819fa308_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/154587310_01819fa308_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/51/154587309_d840588471_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/154587309_d840588471_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nether World Deities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Source: www.api.sg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qOKpQr5AFd4/TNrb-gXOu4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/1DHUBDT6_fM/s1600/Mag%2B40%2BPic%2B9%2BHanu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 402px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qOKpQr5AFd4/TNrb-gXOu4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/1DHUBDT6_fM/s1600/Mag%2B40%2BPic%2B9%2BHanu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lord Hanuman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Source: savagereflections.blogspot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Buddhism, I began with documentaries of Buddha, Siddhartha Gautama. Going through the documentaries on how he got himself enlightened, how he got himself off rebirth and reached the Nirvana (Nibbana). I am still searching and feeding myself as I felt that being a Buddhist plus Taoist, I should know about my religion and not practicing just because I was born as a Buddhist. Interested? Maybe you can look for some information where I find it quite informative and this temple, &lt;a href="http://www.archantia.info/"&gt;Wat Sungai Siput&lt;/a&gt; is at Pedang, Kedah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sai Baba Teaching, I am just finish the first chapter and wish to get more info before putting down any thoughts. After all, it is very similar to that of Buddhism where non-attachment is focused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1039646369213577294?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1039646369213577294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/deities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1039646369213577294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1039646369213577294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/deities.html' title='Deities..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qOKpQr5AFd4/TNrb-gXOu4I/AAAAAAAAA_s/1DHUBDT6_fM/s72-c/Mag%2B40%2BPic%2B9%2BHanu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1288886602253544932</id><published>2011-12-03T10:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T11:47:17.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning World</title><content type='html'>A lovely morning without sunshine yet windy and dizzling. My guess is that flakes will fall soon and yeah, the snow man will exist!! My friend and I have some crazy idea that is to build a snow man but my concern is that we don't have a garden of our own and he recommended we should just hit the public garden near to our apartment. Hmm... I find it weird, wahaha.. But I am not sure that the plan will work as you know, the temperature is below zero and easily -5 to -10 degree C. Ouchh.. That is fu*king cold. Anyway, it is just a plan and we can plan anything we want even though you know that it might not work. Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I start my day with music, a song by Maroon 5 followed by duet by Ricky Martin and Christina Aguilera. Since it is dizzling now, I held back my plan to visit the grocery shops. Hope that by afternoon, it stops so that I can at least get some food for tomorrow. Well, my plan for today is to do house-keeping and I was too anxious for no reason and did that yesterday! Hooray, that's why I am blogging now. After all, I just need to vacuum the house so that it is dust-free, ok, it should be near to dust-free. Wipe the kitchen and clean the toilet, then, I am free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to put a stop to this post as I would like to watch my series of drama now. So, till next post.. Take Care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1288886602253544932?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1288886602253544932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-morning-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1288886602253544932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1288886602253544932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-morning-world.html' title='Good Morning World'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-607662809514620997</id><published>2011-11-30T22:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:17:13.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Party Time!!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, oh yeah... Gonna have a party this Saturday. It is a company year end dinner cum Christmas celebration. I hope it would be great. Actual plan, not to attend but felt that it is not nice to do so because all the "big" people will be there and that is the time where we can get to know them better. Big here refers to my superiors. So, no choice, have to grab some cloths for the party and Thank God for this as I finally can get something from &lt;a href="http://dressmann.com/en/"&gt;Dressmann&lt;/a&gt;. Dont look down on them as they offer quite solid design. Wahaha... After all, need to spend on that because I did not bring along any formal attire. And yes, that includes shoes. What the h*ll, have to buy one!! I had done all the shopping and it costs me around NOK 1200 which is about MYR 600.. Anyway, I am looking forward for the party but hesitate to bring along my DSLR because of some reasons.. The question is should I have it by my side or ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-607662809514620997?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/607662809514620997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-party-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/607662809514620997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/607662809514620997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-party-time.html' title='It&apos;s Party Time!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4098890290277846957</id><published>2011-11-29T21:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:56:33.438+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musics'/><title type='text'>Moves-Like-Jagger &amp; Rain-Over-Me</title><content type='html'>Two songs catch my attention. Both considered to be quite new and the rhythm were perfect! One by Maroon 5, "Moves Like Jagger" and "Rain Over Me" by Pitbull featuring Marc Anthony. Maroon 5 song is simply perfect that it can make you remember the chorus by just listening to it once. Christina Aguilera was also featured in that song and simply stunning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iEPTlhBmwRg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Rain Over Me, I think that I have overlooked the potential of Marc Anthony. His voice is quite special in some way which I don't know how to describe.. So, hit the play button and start listening to them... Enjoy it and never feel shy to hit the repeat button again and again.. Hehe..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SmM0653YvXU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/5893140395345740492-4098890290277846957?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4098890290277846957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-songs-catch-my-attention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4098890290277846957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4098890290277846957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-songs-catch-my-attention.html' title='Moves-Like-Jagger &amp; Rain-Over-Me'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iEPTlhBmwRg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1250026971958613994</id><published>2011-11-28T21:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:15:28.312+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Documentaries'/><title type='text'>Aliens or GOD or Aliens is our GOD?</title><content type='html'>It's time to blog again. Kind of busy lately with the time spent mostly on the documentary Ancient Aliens Season 3 from History. Funny right, jumping straight to season three without going through season one and two. By the way, it is a documentary, you don't have to follow like the drama series. God knows, the content of the series seems to question human's belief from the scientific point of view. To some extent, if you really follow closely, you will be carried over by the facts and their theories about aliens. In nut shell, most of the episodes (I have just reached episode 9) talk about or trying to convey that the God that we all devote to might be actually the ALIENS. They did explained and also rationalise each and every finding they gathered and related it to technology which is very much obtained by what we known as alien. They believed that the aliens taught our ancestor to eventually use the technology which some we are using it now, for instance, biometric technology. I am sure that in your mind, you might think this is ridiculous, but as you know, we are living in the science and technology era. Just to watch it even though it might not be relevant as the way they explained but I would say, you might question yourself, how the heck our ancestors did something without any machines that we are using it now! Damn, I don't think I should review more on the series as it is always good for you to find out yourself. Ask yourself, how they move tonnes of one stone block without any machines? How they fuse the stone together and carved the stone so accurate that can stand on par with laser cutting products? Go, watch it!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I included some links of the episodes of the Ancient Aliens Season 3 at the bottom. Will update the links whenever possible... You have to download the file before you can watch them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/6968/ancientalienss.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/6968/ancientalienss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Season 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?6doylccir6tcced"&gt;Episode 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lr1jn44d2pdt9c1"&gt;Episode 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hsm3kw1yhut8jcm"&gt;Episode 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gf9k41r9116k2a1"&gt;Episode 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?pc7799i9mtntco6"&gt;Episode 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?c89ofo1t4amncbb"&gt;Episode 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3ye4ki7dr6e4a7m"&gt;Episode 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?o5i3b1qp1fazopj"&gt;Episode 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3ny35y16jgk46xv"&gt;Episode 9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mi8du6a5eyv82o7"&gt;Episode 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dlmp5rfni4x69bd"&gt;Episode 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?t1h59b30dcwxbgb"&gt;Episode 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lduh6fh4ret50iw"&gt;Episode 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wkuaauozo1wuze4"&gt;Episode 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?35s48xvbdbhr37o"&gt;Episode 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1250026971958613994?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1250026971958613994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/aliens-or-god-or-aliens-is-our-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1250026971958613994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1250026971958613994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/aliens-or-god-or-aliens-is-our-god.html' title='Aliens or GOD or Aliens is our GOD?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-7558033411920504702</id><published>2011-11-20T01:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T02:18:47.529+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My way of life..'/><title type='text'>It is just 1600!...</title><content type='html'>Went out for some groceries shopping in the late afternoon. The clock shows 4pm yet the sky has already turned dark. By the time I am done with my shopping, it is just like night time in Malaysia. Basically, nothing is wrong, just that I am still not use to timing when the sky turn dark. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in Malaysia, it is a very good indicator or at least rough estimation of the time. So don't be surprised if it is still dark at 8am (which makes me lazy to get up from bed) and turn dark at 4.30pm (this encourages me to leave office early even though there are still some work that need to be done and completed). Gosh... this is bad!! Late to work but early to leave office. Anyway, it does not matter over here. The working time is rather flexible, as long as you fulfil the 7.5 hours per day(FYI, I fulfilled the requirement most of the time, hehe..).  Working time in Norway is shorter than Malaysia which is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I usually invest my free time in tv series. Can't get off the hook and I don't know how that come about to me. Maybe I inherited my mother's gene where love to watch tv series. Never look down on my "capability" to finish one season of the tv series (around 20 episode or even 30) within 2 days. I can sit down whole day in front of my laptop and watching it. That is not a good thing to follow but it is inside me. So, don't ever tell me or introduce me any tv series or I will make sure that I watch until it ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you need some advice on what series to watch, maybe my input will be useful to you. If you ask me now, I would say go for Nikita, Grey anatomy, Private practice, The walking dead, The big band theory, How I met your mother, CSI Miami, The OC, One tree hill and Ugly betty. If you realise, I go for love plus action series. I have watched many other series, but these are my preference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I should stop here as it is 0218. Time to sleep...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-7558033411920504702?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7558033411920504702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-just-1600.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7558033411920504702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7558033411920504702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-just-1600.html' title='It is just 1600!...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-647505508639593612</id><published>2011-11-15T22:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T20:04:44.881+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musics'/><title type='text'>Am I fan of Linkin Park?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before: Damn, are they singing or shouting? (Crawling)&lt;/div&gt;Now: Hell YA!! (Still no to crawling)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These songs caught my attention and I have been listening to them for more than two weeks now. I am not sure what is causing me to play these songs over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song Names: Waiting for the end &amp;amp; Irisdescent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waiting for the end&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p6Ky-5Ny9NQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lyrics&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="180"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=838196&amp;amp;speed=4" width="318" height="181" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-647505508639593612?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/647505508639593612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/am-i-fan-of-linkin-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/647505508639593612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/647505508639593612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/am-i-fan-of-linkin-park.html' title='Am I fan of Linkin Park?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p6Ky-5Ny9NQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6927470252862249995</id><published>2011-11-15T20:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:29:07.253+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My way of life..'/><title type='text'>I am not going to fall!</title><content type='html'>Must be thinking that this post will be emotional or some sharing of how I will stand for my life judging from the title. If you have that in your mind, erase it, because it has nothing to do with all of those. And I am talking about how I am not going to fall in winter season... Wakaka... Believe that you all might knock your head to the wall when you read this post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not kidding, no matter how stable you can walk in Malaysia, you might fall during winter. As you may know, it is winter now and I can see ice all over the grass and even the pathway. With just sport shoes, huhu..., tell me because I will be there to watch some "show" of how people falling. Sport shoe does not give the gripping as what the winter shoes provide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the story, I was on my way back to my apartment. And I was chatting with my housemate about how cold the weather and etc... When about to reach the junction, I saw a car trying to stop and I noticed that the tyres were not gripping the road. You can see the car skidding. Just at that moment, I almost fell down. I was skidding as well and the best thing was my housemate facing the same thing. I laughed non-stop thinking that if we fell, the person behind us will be laughing and saying in heart, the Malaysian don't know how to walk properly... (and wait for it) ..on ice. Hehe... Imagine that we are wearing winter boots and still skidding, and the person behind us was wearing leather shoe. (I am still laughing about this when I am typing this post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has been like over 10 years (++) that I can walk straight (Pro man!!). Wakaka... The numbers are useless in winter season even during fall season. Walking on ice is totally different. Damn, you can feel like you are skidding all the way. Never ever twist you leg when walking because it increases the chances of you falling down. So, to walk on ice, you have to have winter boots for sure and there is a technique to it. Walk as if you are running but you are not running. Put it in short, just touch and go. Never twist, stomp, or even drag when walking. It is always better if you can experience yourself and in that case, if you are practising, remember to call me or tape it down so that you can send me the video and I can send it to American Funniest Home Video!! Hehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next post, I am free on this Saturday, I will get up early and get some pictures for you to have a look on how nice it could be when the road is covered by ice. Snow is still hiding as it is just the beginning of winter. Till next post!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6927470252862249995?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6927470252862249995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-not-going-to-fall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6927470252862249995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6927470252862249995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-not-going-to-fall.html' title='I am not going to fall!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3007878620304993434</id><published>2011-11-13T22:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:57:57.445+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Are you really wanna be a doctor?</title><content type='html'>I have occupied my weekend with Private Practice. Am I insane? Use up my weekend time for this series? Worth it! It was once my ambition to be a doctor or even a medical assistant (or should I call that a nurse?) I mean that I don't have the chance to hold a scalpel and use a stratoscope on a patient. Huhu.. ever thought of signing up a nursing course? Hell ya, I did.. You must be thinking that I am crazy but that is the fact. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we all know, doctors are well known for their duties but, how many are there doing their duties right? Comparing those in the series and the reality, I strongly believe that the doctors in Malaysia are still far from that and I believe that it is deteriorating for real! How come? I don't think that we gonna see a smiling doctor walking anymore. I am not saying that all but I can see a lot. I know that doctors are human as well but the fact that if you want that job, do it to the best. I mean that is your job right and you chose it, so be the angel as what your profession needs you to be. BTW, I know that I should not compare it with drama series as it is for entertainment. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do enjoy the series so much that I have been waiting everyday hoping that I would know how this "fairy tales" story would end.  But I would strongly say that our life will not be that complicated that we always sleeping around and with friends... Haha.. Next mission, Grey Anatomy and Nikita where I been following last semester (oh, still cant let go the semester thing!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3007878620304993434?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3007878620304993434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-really-wanna-be-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3007878620304993434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3007878620304993434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-really-wanna-be-doctor.html' title='Are you really wanna be a doctor?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-560818630304354094</id><published>2011-11-07T21:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:58:43.707+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy for Animals..</title><content type='html'>I have been following the news of this organisation for quite some time. It is a very good organisation that cares about how animals are treated, especially those that are the source of our food such as chicken, cow and pig. I don't really read each and every word of their articles but I watched mainly their videos. If you ask me, the videos can make you to think twice before you would go for meat. Don't believe me, try this video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/THIODWTqx5E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jBR4FlrWVk4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna take meat now? I did stop to take meat for few days but eventually after that, started to consume meat again and only small quantity. Is that a good thing? Should we just opt for vegetables? I just finished watching the video and seems like tomorrow going to be vegetables day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-560818630304354094?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/560818630304354094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/mercy-for-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/560818630304354094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/560818630304354094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/mercy-for-animals.html' title='Mercy for Animals..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/THIODWTqx5E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5159870776018609620</id><published>2011-11-04T20:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:14:43.336+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My way of life..'/><title type='text'>When it is Friday..</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday and to all it would be a lovely day as tomorrow is Saturday. Well, that works to me, after all, it is our rest day after 5 days of working. But my Friday is not as lovely as others because most of my meetings fall on Friday. By the end of the day, works keep coming in.. Huhu... I love this as I know what I can get behind all this but if looking at the workload, sometimes, it may bring you down, especially when you are nowhere on your projects or your work. No correct answer to all our work but we have to choose the best out of what we got. You will be cursing if it involves a large amount of money. Of course, it affects your KPI, Key Performance Index which in return, very much affecting your pay rise and bonuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happen today? Not sure to be happy or to be down, probably that is what we call life. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining but just to put down some feelings so that I don't keep it in my mind. Given a chance to be in Norway is one in a lifetime chance and believe me, it is not easy to get this opportunity. Hey, I got this chance for my first job and I am really happy for that. On the other hand, I was told that I might have to stay here directly without the need to go back to Malaysia for work permit application. Huh.. That is not a good news. I thought that I have planned to travel back and hang out in Malaysia for some time before coming here for real. In serious dilemma! Happy plus down at the same time. But another good news is I am still waiting for the "black and white". Until then, all the worries will go off. Just hoping for the best and I always believe that God will lead me to the way that He feels that it is the best for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in the past posting, if I have the chance to be back in Malaysia in the coming month, let's hang out as I miss the yam cha time very much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5159870776018609620?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5159870776018609620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-it-is-friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5159870776018609620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5159870776018609620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-it-is-friday.html' title='When it is Friday..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2281580330727345479</id><published>2011-10-28T22:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:14:24.287+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My way of life..'/><title type='text'>I hope we are in the first world country..</title><content type='html'>Staying for quite awhile in Norway do make me think of my own country, Malaysia. I love Malaysia but in many ways, we are ways back the first world country and very obvious one would be the country that I am in right now, Norway!! Ok, if that statement sounds like that I am buying Norway then you are wrong, I am proud to be a MALAYSIAN!! After all, that is the country that I grown up to be what I am today. Yaa.., it is not the best but still, my sweet lovely home, plus my family is still in Malaysia. Great, am I promoting Malaysia? No, it should not be that way... Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let go into the topic. I have been in 3rd world country for like almost my 24 years of my life and I am 24 this year.. :P. Luck is in my side as I managed to work in one of the largest oil and gas servicing company and got myself here in Norway. Total brand new place at a brand new complex with one office and of course only one Malaysian Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mentioned this in my previous posting and, ok, will make it short here. Pedestrian is the "King of the Road". Vehicles have to stop to allow the pedestrian to cross the road. Next, potatoes and bread are their meal instead of rice or noodles. Quite good public transportation system. I have not tried the bus services but for train, they have quite an excellent service. They are always on-time. We don't have that in Malaysia, especially Commuter that hardly on-time. Believe me, here, there are a few train companies and I am not sure they have to share the track but they are punctual. Commuter has the entire track but maybe because they have to take time to choose the "best track" for them to operate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is the mentality of the resident here. You will not believe with what I am about to say, the care about their environment!! Recycling is common here and they practice it from home. Each house will segregate their rubbish to food waste, plastic, electronic devices and other. In all the mall, there will be place where you have places to throw the plastic bottles, electronic waste and glass bottles. How awesome is that!!! Will this happen in Malaysia? Back in Penang, the same company but different centre, one of the facility supervisor told me that she planned and implemented one waste collection area for each floor (Glass, paper, can and food waste). Unfortunately, we Malaysian starts to complain and that later, returned to normal where all has one dustbin at their working table. Guess what, in the center in Norway, they did that. Ok, if you ask me, I would still say the most convenient way is to have a dustbin in my office but if environmental wise, one waste area with proper labelling of the wastebin is great. I am not very good in segregating the waste at the beginning but it is getting better now. Perhaps, I should bring back this culture to Malaysia where after all, it is for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, point is that, the residents are the one that decide but obviously if it gets along with the enforcement, it would be even better. Malaysian, get the engine started!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2281580330727345479?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2281580330727345479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-hope-we-are-in-first-world-country.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2281580330727345479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2281580330727345479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-hope-we-are-in-first-world-country.html' title='I hope we are in the first world country..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1152694569828944040</id><published>2011-10-25T19:36:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:14:06.718+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy Diwali</title><content type='html'>First time celebrating Deepavali without holiday. And no such thing as double pay. Anyway, let forget about that. I am here to wish the Indian community Happy Diwali. For those who are working, especially Sanat, my housemate, hope that you have a great day tomorrow and years ahead. I believed that this should be the first time you are celebrating Diwali in cold.. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1152694569828944040?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1152694569828944040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-diwali.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1152694569828944040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1152694569828944040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy Diwali'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2240006360321056832</id><published>2011-10-23T23:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:13:47.659+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My way of life..'/><title type='text'>What to fill..</title><content type='html'>It is always a problem when to decide a place to eat as well as the dishes. It happens very often especially when we are moving in a group. It is even worse when you are not in Malaysia, which is what I am facing now! If I am alone, it will be just second for me to decide but in Norway, huh... feel like opting for bread all the time. Why? Hehe... Cos I dont know how to cook!! Some more, what to cook!! And they spices here kind of different from Malaysia. For those nasi lemak kaki, I would say that if will be great if you get some together with you especially when you are abroad. In Norway, their chilli is not chilli but tomato sauce. And dont be surprise that their curry will not be the same as what we can get in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now felt a bit regret because only know how to critise my mother's cooking. Miss her soup so much!! Advice: Be grateful with what you have now, okay.. All this happened also because of the fact that I am lazy to cook. I wont deny that I am quite choosy with my food but I will still consume just in small amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still 4 weeks that I am gonna be here and trust me once I am back to Malaysia, first thing that I want to eat would be nasi lemak! Followed by roti canai, bah kut teh, wan tan mee, prawn mee, fried keow teow, loh mee, curry mee, chicken rice and all those soups!! For those that interested in accompanying me, you are welcome. I will make sure that I am not going to have dinner at night and will try to taste as many as I can on 17th November!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2240006360321056832?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2240006360321056832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-to-fill.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2240006360321056832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2240006360321056832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-to-fill.html' title='What to fill..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5789699784947055750</id><published>2011-10-18T20:37:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:06:39.937+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>To help or to ...</title><content type='html'>Many are sharing the video of 2 years old ran over by van. So in that case, what should we do? Maybe not we, rephrase to you. Are you going to help her out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, my answer would be YES!! It isn't my intention to critise the people that passed by the scene. Stop pointing at them and let us look in a larger scale. It should be all the human instead of them. Human nowadays are more selfish, and I really mean it. Everyone is thinking of their benefits instead of what he or she can contribute. I dont mind if you are being realistic but we must possess the courtesy to help others. Let us start from the young or the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids nowadays are taught to study and to perform on paper and not the "moral development". Ya you can say that they have the moral or civic subject but do you think that it is really effective. The parents kept on comparing their children results and that is how the "kia-su" culture burgeon. Do you think that is a good culture? What the hell, saying that competition can make us grow! I would say that is just to express things in good way. But do you know that competition is the one that cause most of the things to turn into bad way? Look back. Let take something easy, we have been through our study and definitely gonna sit for test at the end of each semester or year or whatever. If you have the sence of competing, the tendency to keep all the things to yourself is relatively high. Is that good? Please, change what we have now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we will be parent to our child and please never inculcate this sense of competing with others. Call them to fight for themselve and not fight to be the top in the class of the grade. Totally different approach. With that, hopefully, we will have a different world which may not happen in this generation but who knows that it might be significant to their generation. We can see that human are evolving but towards the end, it is still our virtues that count! Make people remember you because you have all the good qualities (virtues) such as Mother Teresa and contribution to the society and not TERRORISM!! Peace!! V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5789699784947055750?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5789699784947055750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-help-or-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5789699784947055750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5789699784947055750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-help-or-to.html' title='To help or to ...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4152190479349195389</id><published>2011-10-06T15:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:06:21.527+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Norway~~</title><content type='html'>4th October:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Klang, moved to KLIA at 1600 which was quite early. Went there early because fear of congestion but turns out to be a very smooth drive. My sister and my brother sent me there. Love you all!! Reached by 1700 and wondering inside KLIA. Nothing much as you know because I did not plan to buy anything. But did receive call from my colleague saying that he needed cigar. Got one carton for him. My bro and sis waited till around 1930. If I did not chase them away, they might still be waiting for me. Anyway, this was my first time to be out of Malaysia ALONE!! Great experience though!! Missed one thing, managed to get my Kroner in airport. Lucky me. The last 850 Kron (RM 510). Seriously, hard to get Kron in Klang, so if you guys plan for a vacation here, try to get your Kron at Kuala Lumpur, as told to me by most of the bank workers in Klang. Must be wondering, only RM 500? Haha.. I got another Euro 120 (Rm 518) changed a day earlier as I thought that Euro can be used in Norway as I can't get any Kron there. (Norway only uses Kron and they don't accept Euro and USD!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th October:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight was at 2100 (Malaysian time). Reached Bangkok at 2215 (Bangkok time), equivalent to 2315 (Malaysian time). Sat there waiting for the flight to Norway till 0015 (Bangkok time). Served total of 3 meals for the whole trip from Malaysia to Norway and kept on "kap here and there"(because I was on Thai Airway). I was mistaken as Thai by the stewardess and steward when they served me my meals. Wakaka... When they "kap something" and I smiled back to them, "I'm sorry, do you mind to speak in English as I am not familiar with Thai language". They replied with a smile and said, "Sorry Sir, chicken or beef?". Wakaka... Gosh, do I look like Thai people? Maybe because of the color of my skin. Lol... Too dark!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     0735 (Oslo time), equivalent to 1335 (Malaysian time) safely reached Oslo airport. Got into a train to Asker station. So plan to make a call to Kristin, the person that gonna get me to my apartment. SHOOT!! Phone not working, run out of power! Got into a train and figuring what is the next step. OMG, I saw power plug. Got my charger and got my phone charged (not fuly but enough for me to make a call) Tried to call Kristen. SH*T, the phone was barred to make call!! WTH!! OK, calmed myself and decided to go for public phone. Reached Asker and got out of the station. Busy looking for public phone eventhough it was cold outside. GOT ONE! Get to it and start putting in coins (2 kroner) and started dialling. Minimum amount, 10 kroner and I only have 9 kroner, SHOOT again!! I felt stupid if I were to change 20 kroner to all coins so guess what, loitering around figuring what the next step! Ok, noticed two person dressed like police. Approached them, and told them my problem. Wakaka.. Dare enough to ask for help and eventually asking favour from them to make a call to Kristin and she did borrow me her phone. Lol.. Lucky day.. Hehe.. While waiting for Kristin, chat-ted(I am not sure this word exists..) with the guard and not the police. Few minutes later, Kristin arrived and she got me to my apartment and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, getting to a place far from home alone is challenging but at same time, scary because we don't know the things that might happen to us along the way. Typing out this post makes me feel that I was quite brave yesterday to be so calm and proud that I survived!! Wakaka..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4152190479349195389?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4152190479349195389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/norway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4152190479349195389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4152190479349195389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/10/norway.html' title='Norway~~'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5555182751209672344</id><published>2011-09-12T01:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:06:03.286+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Study vs Working Life</title><content type='html'>This week, I am bounded with the orientation programs that suppose to happen last month. Ouch… One week!! I have two quality reports that need to be submitted. Although there isn’t any due set but I want to get it done as soon as possible. No procrastination! I don’t want my work to pile up. Now, it has to stay with me for another week. Working life is like that, I prefer to throw out everything than to keep it to myself. Kinda heavy if hide under the “carpet”!! Comparing to my carefree life in UTM, which I was once also facing problem but considering it again, it was just small matter. Okay, now I have inspiration to write. Lets’ compare working and study life but we begin with study life. This should be good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study life:&lt;br /&gt;• Happy-go-lucky life&lt;br /&gt;• Study only and have plenty of free time to do “other activities”… Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;• Need to manage our money closely as you know we have limited source!!&lt;br /&gt;• Can skip any classes as you feel as long as it does not hit the limit&lt;br /&gt;• Assignment will only affect the grade of the course, will not cause your job&lt;br /&gt;• A good time to look for your partner&lt;br /&gt;• Mistakes will make you learn and maybe get some lectures (nagging)&lt;br /&gt;• Expect you know something..&lt;br /&gt;• Responsibilities are very structured and do as instructed&lt;br /&gt;• Information are relatively complete and no need further digging from internet unless you are the one that kepo-kepo want to know more&lt;br /&gt;•  Assignments can be passed down as well as copied from other seniors or friends&lt;br /&gt;• No need to know how to read others mind (thinking) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work life:&lt;br /&gt;• Still okay as it depends on whether you like your current job or not&lt;br /&gt;• Need a very good time management&lt;br /&gt;• You have the buying POWER!! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;• Leave has to be approved by your managers (superiors)&lt;br /&gt;• If you cause losses to company, you might get sacked&lt;br /&gt;• Dating time are usually holiday, or after working time unless in same company&lt;br /&gt;• Mistakes will cause you being scolded by your superiors. (Learn how to take that)&lt;br /&gt;• Expect you know everything..&lt;br /&gt;• “Pau sua pau hai” (In Hokkien, means that you need to handle everything)&lt;br /&gt;• If you are on-call, oh God, call you whenever got problem and don’t act clever to power off your mobile phone or else, get another round of unnecessary lectures, scolding..etc..&lt;br /&gt;• Every day, there are new things and problems&lt;br /&gt;• Need to look at others’ “faces”&lt;br /&gt;• Get scolded or lectures of something not done by you&lt;br /&gt;• Everything got dateline, and not like for months but days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the matter that I raised is happening to me and some I got it from what I observed from my friends and family. Eventually, there are than what listed. For those who are currently pursuing their studies, enjoy your time. Once you enter the working world, there are a lot more pressures to be handled. Take my word, NOTHING COMES EASY!! Hello working world and bye bye university life….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5555182751209672344?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5555182751209672344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/09/study-vs-working-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5555182751209672344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5555182751209672344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/09/study-vs-working-life.html' title='Study vs Working Life'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5224468171134290906</id><published>2011-08-31T15:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:13:05.745+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Been home and that is the best part ever. Enjoying the long hours sleep without any disturbance and work in mind is simply the BEST!! Sleep at 12am and wake up at 10am, 10 hours sleep!!! Haha... Then followed by the line up show to be watched, totally awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, not all the time you will feel the joy as the weather sometime, will "kill" my mood. Haizz.. After all, it is still better than to having the work stuff in mind. Raya breaks are the first holiday that I got for my first month of working. Although, need to drive for a long hour journey, but once you reach your home, everything seems worth it. I am thinking that it might makes me crazy when I need to drive back to Penang. 4++ hours man!! For those who are yet to get this kind of feeling, be prepared, especially if your working place is not in your hometown or near your hometown. For those who works within their home, then I reckon that you won't face this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun thing when you are at home is that you are totally care free. Everything is being taken care off. From your food to your cloth (haha.. quite lazy to wash). Then you have time to go out and "lim teh" with friends. Unfortunately, when you are at home, kind of got rules. The list might be very long depending on your parents of course. So, there are good and bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, left few more days to go and still planning my activities here. Do call me if wanna go out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5224468171134290906?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5224468171134290906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5224468171134290906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5224468171134290906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-7573769878574821720</id><published>2011-08-26T11:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:05:47.272+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Raya Holiday!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been working close to a month, so coincidently that my first working month ends with a major public holiday in Malaysia. Wahaha… Thanks to all Malaysians as celebrating my first month of working. (31st August is Malaysia Independence Day and also my one month of working). Damn, so proud of all Malaysians!! Wakaka.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun part about working is that we able to earn money where we can support ourselves and also our dependents. You get to know more people and explore more of yourself. You get to chat around but at the same time, you will be getting mountains of work in your emails as well. Nothing more than following up the projects that were assigned to you, generating solutions, finding alternatives to the problem and the most important thing is to meet the date lines!! Do you find it interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering second week, I was assigned with jobs. Started off with the online training then proceed to do product analysis and finally, the susah one, getting a solution and present it to your superior. After all, my superior is still ok as he is quite helpful but once they assigned you with jobs, they will help and guide you, but upon your request. So, if you keep quiet, they thought that you are okay. So, no point of keeping quiet! Get yourself moving and start asking!! Once you open your mouth, the information will come by itself. It will help you in getting what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to here for this post. I will be back to Klang for approximate 6 days. Feel free to ajak me out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-7573769878574821720?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7573769878574821720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/raya-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7573769878574821720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7573769878574821720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/raya-holiday.html' title='Raya Holiday!!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-314133913316637820</id><published>2011-08-09T01:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T01:30:14.608+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>May you rest in peace...</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, while I was waiting for my car to be serviced, I was shocked to read news in Facebook saying that friend Chee Yeong died in an accident. Dare not to believe the news so made sent out some SMSes to know get more information from Kae Yeong. Few minutes later, my phone rang. A phone call from Kae Yeong. My intention at that time was to hear good news about Chee Yeong, hoping to hear that he is alright. But, I was told that the doctor in Sultanah Aminah Hospital has declared Chee Yeong brain dead. Fuhhh… What a bad day!! It was supposed to be my good day as I got my bumper replaced but all turned soured. Kae Yeong told me that Chee Yeong involved in accident at Taman Mount Austin while on his way to work in Singapore. Sad x9999999999999….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He added that although that is the case, I believed his parents would like to have confirmation from the private hospital. I was at that time, still believe that he is very much alive, just that need time to recover. I prayed for him hoping that he would return to this world as there are still many things awaiting him here. And all this while, I had developed “phone-phobia” as scare that I might receive bad news which I totally don’t want to get that. My phone broke its silence yesterday morning when I received SMS from Lee Qin saying that our beloved Chee Yeong has left us to meet God. Deep down my heart, I blamed God for taking him away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ79q60rKE4/TkBxLttBc-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KX4FcVSj46s/s1600/DSC04551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638631179528795106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ79q60rKE4/TkBxLttBc-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KX4FcVSj46s/s320/DSC04551.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In memory, Tan Chee Yeong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Your presence makes our lives full of laughter. Maybe that is why God has taken you away from us to be at His side to make Him laugh. You will always be remembered, my dear friend, Tan Chee Yeong. May you rest in peace….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-314133913316637820?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/314133913316637820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/may-you-rest-in-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/314133913316637820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/314133913316637820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/may-you-rest-in-peace.html' title='May you rest in peace...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ79q60rKE4/TkBxLttBc-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KX4FcVSj46s/s72-c/DSC04551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5791450568847846489</id><published>2011-08-08T01:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:05:07.735+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>RM 500 ah!!</title><content type='html'>Now that I have settled down with a job (although still under probation), many things need to be done. Starting from finding a room to leave if your working place is not around your house, settle your transportation if the public transport is unreliable and most of the time it is and the list goes on. My company is at Penang at Jalan Perusahaan but easier to be notified by Juru Auto-City. It is just located opposite Proton Edar Service Centre. Last week was my first week but I came down to Penang on the 30th June with my dad. Although my father hailed from Penang but preparation was done before the day. I googled like hell (wakaka..) searching for alternatives route to reach my company. Finally settled to only one as it was the easiest to use the Jalan Bukit Minyak and Jalan Bukit Tengah. But thanks to my friend’s parents who lead me to another route which is less congested (kudos to them as I am using it to work). The road name is Jalan Song something something... ( Hehe.. Don’t really remember..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my point of writing this post is to tell the people out there how careless I am! On the second day in Bukit Mertajam, Penang, I got my car bumper “decorated” with holes. F**K!!! ONLY on the 2ND DAY!! What the hell!! Why? All because want to know the other road that connects to Taman Kota Permai without the need to use Jalan Bukit Minyak!! Haizz…. Went deep into the kampung area and suddenly felt that the route does not look promising so wanted to make a U-turn. I believed that all of us know the condition of the kampong road. Narrow and unorganised. No other choices but to reverse and head back from where leads me to the current location. When performing reverse, didn’t notice the water pipe as I don’t know why they placed it there and BANG!! SHIT!! Rely on the reverse sensors? This is what you might get yourself into!!&lt;br /&gt;What to do? PAY la!! As the pipe got a bit crooked and need to be replaced. Lucky that the water meter is okay, if not, fuhh… it will cost even more!! Car? Sakit Hati!! Cost me total of RM 500 to change the rear bumper with the splash shield. And that happened on the first day of Hungry Ghost Month! Welcome to the month of Hungry Ghost….. (wakaka…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Remember, CARELESS is very costly. The cost might be in the form of money and the worst case YOUR LIFE!! DRIVE SAFELY, OK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5791450568847846489?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5791450568847846489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/rm-500-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5791450568847846489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5791450568847846489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/08/rm-500-ah.html' title='RM 500 ah!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2578881154741933704</id><published>2011-07-24T17:28:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:34:39.032+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Cute Nephews and Niece</title><content type='html'>While waiting for my job to commence, I had been to my aunt house nearly daily for past few weeks. Staying there for few hours daily all because I can play with my nephew and niece. Haha... Part time job, babysitting... Just don't know why, I love them so much. All together 3 of them ranging from 3 to 6 years old. (None of the pictures are my nephews or niece) Fun plus headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun part is when they play with you and the happiest moment is when you see them smile and laugh. Pure babe!! They will tell you everything and they will also entertain you, I mean not directly but sometime, their behavior and the way they carry themselves might be humorous. Carefree live plus no worries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1i088TTRG4E/TixXJ5ebq3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/IbLIzveULIY/s1600/baby-smile1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1i088TTRG4E/TixXJ5ebq3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/IbLIzveULIY/s320/baby-smile1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632973061492550514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: happinessplunge.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Headache when they shout and fight. Then you have to be the "magistrate" to evaluate and judge who is right and who is wrong... Hard though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKxOmvEzJkg/TixV4A_jr4I/AAAAAAAAAh4/DzODvqcTjHo/s1600/parent_disciplining_child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKxOmvEzJkg/TixV4A_jr4I/AAAAAAAAAh4/DzODvqcTjHo/s320/parent_disciplining_child.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632971654761262978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: parentingstylesadvice.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At one point, where they are close to you enough, they will cry if you leave. Damn, for first time, kids cry for me!!! Wakaka... No offense, I did not do it on purpose, just that when it is time for me to go back to my home, they will cry. Hehe.. Have to calm them down before leave. So came out an idea, just tell them that I will be back tomorrow and guess what, they stop crying... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared, for thousand of questions thrown to you. Fuhh... Like being investigated by police. They did apply the concept of "why" (as studied in Safety course). Imagine this, one lovely afternoon, we were watching documentaries about snakes. (M: Me, N: Nephew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Snake bites?&lt;br /&gt;M: Yup. That's why you should not simply touch or catch anything at the playground or field.&lt;br /&gt;N: Why the snake bite?&lt;br /&gt;M: Because they are being disturbed or hungry.&lt;br /&gt;N: Will they eat human?&lt;br /&gt;M: They will eat human if they are hungry but if you are a clever boy, then they won't.&lt;br /&gt;N: Why they want to eat human?&lt;br /&gt;M: Ermm... because they are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;N: Why they are hungry?&lt;br /&gt;M: Because they move and they need food. That's why they get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a picture that shows snake died because of burst stomach due to consumption of crocodile as shown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QjDs5Mvlfc/TixUGbUAciI/AAAAAAAAAhw/C4hdU5rfg5k/s1600/snake_v_alligator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QjDs5Mvlfc/TixUGbUAciI/AAAAAAAAAhw/C4hdU5rfg5k/s320/snake_v_alligator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632969703321268770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: BBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;N: Why they want to eat crocodile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I am quite reluctant to answer, as the questions will go back to the previous cycle. So I killed of the questions by answering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Okay, it's time for you to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakaka.... Really a bad Uncle right?? Lol.. What to do? Wondering, when I was that age, am I the same as my nephew? Love to ask questions and definitely curious of this and that... Thanks Mom and Dad for all your perseverance in answering my silly and "cycled" questioned. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2578881154741933704?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2578881154741933704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-cute-nephews-and-niece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2578881154741933704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2578881154741933704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-cute-nephews-and-niece.html' title='My Cute Nephews and Niece'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1i088TTRG4E/TixXJ5ebq3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/IbLIzveULIY/s72-c/baby-smile1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8200621820112580853</id><published>2011-07-21T07:13:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:26:10.788+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Hooked with drama...</title><content type='html'>This few weeks time, I am a drama freak!! Few dramas in my list, irrespective of the language. From English series to Mandrin and even Cantonese series. Let me start with English series entitled How I Met Your Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POqlPdG2NEM/Tie76FblmtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KQbo7hoQhrg/s1600/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POqlPdG2NEM/Tie76FblmtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KQbo7hoQhrg/s320/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631676465614789330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: www.tvfanatic.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Watch this series since in UTM final semester. Introduced to me by Chen Xi. Each episode only takes the most 30 minutes. Comedy type of show. Plot very simple and it seems like to represent the life of Ted Mobsy. For me, the best actress is Robin Scherbatsky played by Cobie Smulders and actor, Barney Stinson acted by Neil Patrick Harris. Up to know, they have six seasons and still Ted Mobsy's wife still missing in action. Can't wait to see who she is as I don't know how to put it in words but just want to know. Hehe.. Maybe because I am a kepo (busybody) person. Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;For the summary of each season, click this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_I_Met_Your_Mother"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghetto Justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MvrdC2u3J0/Tie8gEcY5gI/AAAAAAAAAhY/afaUPhMx3zQ/s1600/Ghetto_Justice1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MvrdC2u3J0/Tie8gEcY5gI/AAAAAAAAAhY/afaUPhMx3zQ/s320/Ghetto_Justice1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631677118184744450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: hongkong-tvb-drama.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading actress and actor of Myolie Wu and Kevin Cheng brought a lot of laugther to me when I watched this drama. From a very professional lawyer turns to street lawyer from the dressing aspect but still very good in debating and standing up for his clients. Unfortunately, only 20 episodes but overall, good show though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wax and Wane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E05OQKRzZhk/TifVWkhv5FI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Z2cXaMuzJxY/s1600/wax_and_wane1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E05OQKRzZhk/TifVWkhv5FI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Z2cXaMuzJxY/s320/wax_and_wane1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631704442789160018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: hongkong-tvb-drama.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another series by Roger Kwok or famously known for his character, Ah Wong. The plot is amazing as the good person at the beginning of the drama turns out to be the bad ones towards the end. Derek Kwok plays an important role in making the drama interesting. No doubt, he is seriously bad in the show and pretty disgusting as well (you know what I mean if you watch the show). Anyway, a good show that should not be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destiny in Her Hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cE93ekd0I/TiffQc5_LEI/AAAAAAAAAho/q2HXbTNocgQ/s1600/Destiny%2Bin%2BHer%2BHands%2B-%2BPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_cE93ekd0I/TiffQc5_LEI/AAAAAAAAAho/q2HXbTNocgQ/s320/Destiny%2Bin%2BHer%2BHands%2B-%2BPoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631715332780403778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Source: TianChad.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, combination of singaporean and malaysian casts. A show that aired in NTV7 every Monday till Thursday at 10pm. Should not miss this drama. Have those quality of Singaporean drama. Looks like Malaysian actors and actresses do have the quality but not all.. wakaka... Maybe because some of them are still new. For this show, it revolves around the life of Jin Yu played by Jeanette Aw that always been accused to bring bad omen to people around her. All because of the broken lifeless line on her palm that believed to bring bad fortunes. In the show, up to now, she has been always being tested by God as constantly being strike with bad luck. Watch how brave and determined she is in chagning her fate of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8200621820112580853?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8200621820112580853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/hooked-with-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8200621820112580853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8200621820112580853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/hooked-with-drama.html' title='Hooked with drama...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POqlPdG2NEM/Tie76FblmtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KQbo7hoQhrg/s72-c/how-i-met-your-mother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4362929893351015260</id><published>2011-07-16T16:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T17:35:51.882+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Controlled?</title><content type='html'>One week has gone and we still listen to the news on 709. Well, all because of one thing, LIES!! What is wrong with them?? Don't their parents taught them that telling lies is forbidden. (I don't say that I never tell lies before, hehe..) Is it wrong to admit if we did something wrong? Come on!! Stop polluting the young generation. Keep on denying when the public pointed out their mistakes but when there are proof, start la doing the drama. Now only you said want to check? If you said that at very beginning when others asked you, then I would said you are at least a bit fair but, the truth is ... sad to have this kind of people in this country!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I love the clown show very much. Whenever I came across the video, I can't stop laughing. Never seen such high profile people making such a joke of himself in television. Only IN MALAYSIA!! Wakaka... I love the speech given by Marina Mahathir in one of the video regarding Bersih chairman, she pointed out that what we speaks and our doings eventually, reflects our upbringing. Guess what, this goes back to our parents. Memalukan... Try and get one hit and I want to see your reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/awr2u-izYjk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even National Laureate came out and said it out loud. Haiyo... And what the f**king democratic country we are when we are controlled by our lovely politicians? I am not saying that the police are wrong because I know that they receive order but please, at least settle down in a nicer way and don't come out the next day laughing on others as if they have failed to hand the memorandum. They might have failed to pass the memorandum but they did show that we the RAKYAT, can be united!! Don't say that only 6k are there when more than 10k (some reported 20k) and cannot represent the whole country. U want to know why? All knows!! Always want to use ISA(not this time) and police force...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4362929893351015260?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4362929893351015260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/controlled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4362929893351015260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4362929893351015260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/controlled.html' title='Controlled?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/awr2u-izYjk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1102676108941451514</id><published>2011-07-10T18:58:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:40:24.546+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9U2TVK6JhI/ThnfR5Zw_QI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Tq9KNTc8Z34/s1600/robert_frost.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9U2TVK6JhI/ThnfR5Zw_QI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Tq9KNTc8Z34/s320/robert_frost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627774707935804674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;By Robert Frost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Oh, I marked the first for another day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; "&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yka-B2AnjKE/Thne7IkwTJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PRZQLeEacxo/s1600/3782922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yka-B2AnjKE/Thne7IkwTJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PRZQLeEacxo/s320/3782922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627774316871437458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1102676108941451514?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1102676108941451514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/road-not-taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1102676108941451514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1102676108941451514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9U2TVK6JhI/ThnfR5Zw_QI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Tq9KNTc8Z34/s72-c/robert_frost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5898575218103326773</id><published>2011-07-09T20:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:25:18.737+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>709</title><content type='html'>This number was created for the Bersih rally which was held yesterday, 9th July 2011 in Malaysia and supposedly in Stadium Merdeka. Guess what, it did happen and was totally opposed and claimed illegal by the Home Ministry of Malaysia. Great work! My intention here is not to stand on who is right or who is wrong but as a Malaysian, I believed that we have the rights to say out our dissatisfaction to the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ZETKIis9Ic/ThipidKmwaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/M8uhx1ycmeA/s1600/Bersih_2.0_logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ZETKIis9Ic/ThipidKmwaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/M8uhx1ycmeA/s320/Bersih_2.0_logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627434143809192354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Photo obtained from Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It maybe a wrong decision as to have the rally but the objectives of the rally really good and solid. From the Facebook post that has been circulating stating and even we can have it tested ourselves on "pengundi hantu". How come there are a few people that manage to live for 132 years but never got to the Guinness World Records? Amazing isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yI4HRRm8zcM/ThiqLO_TBjI/AAAAAAAAAgw/lBBj7A4qOoo/s1600/voting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yI4HRRm8zcM/ThiqLO_TBjI/AAAAAAAAAgw/lBBj7A4qOoo/s320/voting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627434844378302002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture from www.exposethedark.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The second thing that is that why our leaders are not the man of their words? Sekejap say can sekejap say cannot... Okay, maybe I listened wrongly this time or we all listened wrongly from your comment broadcasted in local television news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hate to see protest that leads to fight and instability of our country. I know that the roadblock creates a lot of problem but why need to have such a huge agenda? Making the Bersih rally looks terrible like what you all claimed that Bersih is to damage the reputation of the leaders of the country? A big question here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is on our government and now let me talk on the Bersih committee. I know that the intention is right but bringing down the reputation of Malaysia is not a good thing to do. We the young generation are the one that is going to bare the consequences. I seriously hope that there isn't any political sentiment in this rally and just on one which is for the RAKYAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents should be good examples. It maybe wrong to join the walk but it is seriously wrong when you bring along your children. The children should not be inculcated and being involved in such activities. I know that we have the rights to have "street-walk" but not very good for a child as they aren't suppose to be exposed to all those activities. It might create a very bad impression to them. I hope that my grandchild will not protest all the time but to choose to go for negotiation IF the government AGREES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQX-nkFz7nw/Thiq1VDrvbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/M339ZpjY1vo/s1600/Logo%2B1%2BMalaysia%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQX-nkFz7nw/Thiq1VDrvbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/M339ZpjY1vo/s320/Logo%2B1%2BMalaysia%2B2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627435567561817522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, dedicated to my friends. Some posted funny comments and personal messages in facebook discussing the Bersih rally. I do not intended to pen this post but looking at the immaturity of my friends, I did it. We are old enough to think what is good and what is bad but if we keep on sweeping all the problems under the carpet, it will get worse. You may say that this rally bring this and that, and mostly talking about negative side of the rally. It is not wrong totally but it does speak for us as well. I hope that Malaysia will stay strong as claimed as democratic as written in our constitution. Hidup 1 Malaysia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5898575218103326773?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5898575218103326773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5898575218103326773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5898575218103326773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/709.html' title='709'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ZETKIis9Ic/ThipidKmwaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/M8uhx1ycmeA/s72-c/Bersih_2.0_logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1258492485073547899</id><published>2011-07-06T20:27:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:42:16.475+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life Junction</title><content type='html'>Everyone is talking about their new chapter of life and I am still not clear about mine. Frankly speaking, the questions that popped out of my mind were plenty, but to the end it will settle at this question, what I want in my life and of course we are talking about my future life... Pretty hard question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPXAoDjNnbc/ThS4OnvzSEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cItNollBU8I/s1600/bharannarula.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPXAoDjNnbc/ThS4OnvzSEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cItNollBU8I/s320/bharannarula.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626324395819747394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which path I should take??&lt;br /&gt;(Photo taken from bharannarula.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So now that I have completed my tertiary study and I am still in my home sweet home..., relaxing.. kekek.. chasing after one to another drama.... and definitely putting my weight.. huhu... (It happens without me knowing it..). I finished my last paper quite early and started to enjoy since then. Together with my course mates especially Kheen Nam, Chen Xi, Heng Ching and Lee Qin. Not forgetting Hui Yi, Jean Wen and Sie Ting. Hehe... Karaoke, ..., Outing, Makan-makan and etc. Supper with Sook May and Jen Lim before I went to Bali and till last week two special gathering with my family, a very huge one... Happy Birthday to Koon Hong (cousin) and my aunt. Hope you all stay healthy and happy always. HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27nD_XHwhSM/ThS4Oe9GqJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ngEZC_LWmHs/s1600/DSC06621-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27nD_XHwhSM/ThS4Oe9GqJI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ngEZC_LWmHs/s320/DSC06621-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626324393459624082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All my aunties and uncles. Look at how happy they are.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SZXMmWM6hI/ThS3uVcrrYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3CqXDCqcf2Q/s1600/DSC06643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SZXMmWM6hI/ThS3uVcrrYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3CqXDCqcf2Q/s320/DSC06643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626323841151905154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday aunty!!&lt;br /&gt;(Oppss.. yellow shirt but without BERSIH word!! Wakaka..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTcHJjqAGfA/ThS3ukBLhzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4W0305YIgYQ/s1600/DSC06674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTcHJjqAGfA/ThS3ukBLhzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4W0305YIgYQ/s320/DSC06674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626323845063083826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nephew.. cute isn't it?? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back to the main agenda, I did felt the pressure of job hunting. When people around you kept asking, "What are you doing?", "Finish your studies?", "What you want to do?" and the "multi-BILLION" question, "Got a job?". Waaaahhhh.... HEADACHE!! Haha... Anyway, I can get over with the question now... Wakaka.. I am still lost  or to be more exact, uncertain and hoping that I won't make the wrong decision. Huhu... And I remembered there was one poem entitled "The Road Not Taken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mi3abGCI4e4/ThS4PTEJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAgg/csYv2dmnkns/s1600/marg.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mi3abGCI4e4/ThS4PTEJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAgg/csYv2dmnkns/s320/marg.wordpress.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626324407447835762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In life, there are always junctions!!&lt;br /&gt;(Photo taken from marg.wordpress.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That was a superb poem that one should look up. It definitely represents our lives very very well. Each decision that we made or going to make will lead us to different destiny. Good or bad? Easy or difficult? Happy or sad? That is up to us to define...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4AgxsxbUtA/ThS4PO6xy2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/dx_f8Drk_kc/s1600/kacabiru.wordpress.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4AgxsxbUtA/ThS4PO6xy2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/dx_f8Drk_kc/s320/kacabiru.wordpress.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626324406334770018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will it lead us to different destination? Which one better?&lt;br /&gt;(Photo taken from kacabiru.wordpress.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Guess that I have written a long post, till the next post, I will put up the poem "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1258492485073547899?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1258492485073547899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-junction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1258492485073547899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1258492485073547899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-junction.html' title='Life Junction'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPXAoDjNnbc/ThS4OnvzSEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cItNollBU8I/s72-c/bharannarula.com' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8842337388075973097</id><published>2011-06-12T22:39:00.032+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T06:00:49.238+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Denpasar Bali (Day 5, 6 and 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second last day before end our Bali trip and we went to Kertha Gosa. My friends visited the temple and museum and I chose to walk around their market (pasar pagi). The differences were that their market not only sell food and vegetables but also socket and electrical appliances. There were also stalls that sell watches, clothes, bags, aquarium fishes and even screwdrivers. So that I am outside of the place, here I managed to snap a photo of the primary school students buying Ice-cream hehe.. Almost forgotten, still remember colorful chicks? Kind of hard to find in Malaysia nowadays. Rainbow color. You name it, they have the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Au9COR1PGag/Tfe2_0AXcuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/E_KybMm0Ivg/s1600/DSC05822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Au9COR1PGag/Tfe2_0AXcuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/E_KybMm0Ivg/s320/DSC05822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618160267576177378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost same like us, once school time over, all gather around the uncle selling ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUepAPbDIcE/Tfe2_9OguTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/bnqU0ntgODI/s1600/DSC05827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUepAPbDIcE/Tfe2_9OguTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/bnqU0ntgODI/s320/DSC05827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618160270051424562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colorful chicken. Wonder how long is their lifespan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While waiting for my friends, I took some time wondering around the area. It looks normal but they have donkey on the road. One thing to share here, the sales person in Bali are quite daring. They will approach you and keep on bothering you to buy their products. Not one but many. Huh... If you do not have the intention to buy, better not to touch, see and ask them. If not, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZFGucA_3a8/Tfe2dbNsnWI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ux1IZxfR1Q4/s1600/DSC05834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eZFGucA_3a8/Tfe2dbNsnWI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ux1IZxfR1Q4/s320/DSC05834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618159676805651810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is that a donkey or a horse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5BC8KiGo5k/Tfe2c4W3aUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7JqkxyrnQwA/s1600/DSC05846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5BC8KiGo5k/Tfe2c4W3aUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7JqkxyrnQwA/s320/DSC05846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618159667448867138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tourists surrounded by the sarung sellers. Fuiyo.. better stay away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n00KzKuZ8Qk/Tfe2ce3gwfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/P_bGMiDoRmA/s1600/DSC05862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n00KzKuZ8Qk/Tfe2ce3gwfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/P_bGMiDoRmA/s320/DSC05862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618159660606472690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While on our way to Goa Lawak. My guess, man-made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Done with that, next destination, Goa Lawak. Lawak is similar to Kelawar in Malaysia. Inside this cave, it is filled with bats, believe me, countless until the bats have to fight for a place to be inside the cave. So lucky that i got the chance to enter the cave but, huh... the smell sucks. The smell can trigger the urge to vomit but still manage to hold it back. There is a beach opposite the cave and the water is clear blue. Nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ltxQ7R-dCY/Tfe2cFkVswI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7FROJuWghoA/s1600/DSC05915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ltxQ7R-dCY/Tfe2cFkVswI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7FROJuWghoA/s320/DSC05915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618159653815169794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like Hawaii??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ4-_8Hg_Ss/Tfe2b2MWPGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/N4A8HGL92LU/s1600/DSC05950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ4-_8Hg_Ss/Tfe2b2MWPGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/N4A8HGL92LU/s320/DSC05950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618159649688009826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to be professional and really hard to get this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we get ourselves to the Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary located in Padang Tegal. The monkey inside were furious and you seriously have to take care of your belonging as the monkey are not afraid of human. Kekek... In the entire visit, the monkey are very fast in making out. Wakaka... And they love to make noise even fight. Made a wish oppss.. should be wishes there and hopes that it will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QUcbeaTCDY/Tfetzxtg2TI/AAAAAAAAAck/fSEXynxuYB0/s1600/DSC05993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QUcbeaTCDY/Tfetzxtg2TI/AAAAAAAAAck/fSEXynxuYB0/s320/DSC05993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618150165197150514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very old tree, don't know got spirit or not.. wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFKBX-J6po/TfetzlpHvrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/gR6hHFRfMRM/s1600/DSC06055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFKBX-J6po/TfetzlpHvrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/gR6hHFRfMRM/s320/DSC06055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618150161957502642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby monkey playing around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eaXkbrkDrXA/Tfet0ubvYgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/xqrERmHY0Ms/s1600/DSC05992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eaXkbrkDrXA/Tfet0ubvYgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/xqrERmHY0Ms/s320/DSC05992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618150181497168386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make a wish babe!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6exSg38dbHc/TfetzR7eFyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/s-dfDE0LZYE/s1600/DSC06060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6exSg38dbHc/TfetzR7eFyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/s-dfDE0LZYE/s320/DSC06060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618150156665755426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught red-handed. Making out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got to know that our tour guide will be replaced because he was unable to fetch us the next day due to his relative wedding. Haizz.. Check-in to a restaurant to have dinner. Bebek bengkil (dirty duck) some sort like itik bakar. Unfortunately, I did not taste that because not really into the duck. Opinion from my friends: Normal dishes but slightly different in taste because of the spices that they provide together with the dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nseegkDkk5M/TfetzFmdHuI/AAAAAAAAAcM/huyh_DUme50/s1600/DSC06070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nseegkDkk5M/TfetzFmdHuI/AAAAAAAAAcM/huyh_DUme50/s320/DSC06070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618150153356386018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While they are all eating bebek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went back to hotel and again, Chee Yeong brought Bintang. Hehe... No Bintang, No Bali... Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day to be in Bali. Another tour guide brought us around for the last day. The place was not in our plan but was proposed by Lee Qin, Pura Taman Ayun. Not a very special place as the view there is still ok. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTAhKqzBJjA/TfesaLyZgaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iOVr1K7O6UY/s1600/DSC06092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTAhKqzBJjA/TfesaLyZgaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iOVr1K7O6UY/s320/DSC06092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618148626008736162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taman Ayun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crIj5SY92Gs/TfesZ8gwfMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Nyx8k0pIwAI/s1600/DSC06093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crIj5SY92Gs/TfesZ8gwfMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Nyx8k0pIwAI/s320/DSC06093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618148621908212930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So relaxing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXJmUIJGwJw/TfesZ-uLX4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/yVPi5NGCT_A/s1600/DSC06098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXJmUIJGwJw/TfesZ-uLX4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/yVPi5NGCT_A/s320/DSC06098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618148622501371778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The route to the temple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGIklogpn68/TfesZc9Tp3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/fYTPEMWRxEo/s1600/DSC06102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGIklogpn68/TfesZc9Tp3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/fYTPEMWRxEo/s320/DSC06102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618148613438023538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance but visitors are not allowed to enter the temple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0H6zBL3bVc/TfesZJ13wXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/C5wVSS5nTAU/s1600/DSC06109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0H6zBL3bVc/TfesZJ13wXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/C5wVSS5nTAU/s320/DSC06109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618148608306561394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pagoda of the temple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZDmoup9jk0/TferlZJ2uLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/aQHxXBV1aiQ/s1600/DSC06121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZDmoup9jk0/TferlZJ2uLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/aQHxXBV1aiQ/s320/DSC06121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147719063713970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sky view....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next place, Pura Ulun Danau at Bratan Lake. Perfect view. A must go place when go to Bali. The temperature there is quite low, around 25 C to 27 C. Can have water activities but we did not play any because fear that our shirts and trousers might get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhbdsdaPMoU/TferkzKVmgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ofZWoKXpKiU/s1600/DSC06151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhbdsdaPMoU/TferkzKVmgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ofZWoKXpKiU/s320/DSC06151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147708865190402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bratan Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4c1E6sfN-P0/Tferki4WZTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/orgq-j-nwdA/s1600/DSC06154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4c1E6sfN-P0/Tferki4WZTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/orgq-j-nwdA/s320/DSC06154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147704494777650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love this.. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0wsU4Jonr4/TferkSBKq2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/IxeKOiesyQ0/s1600/DSC06157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0wsU4Jonr4/TferkSBKq2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/IxeKOiesyQ0/s320/DSC06157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147699968355170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pura Ulun Danau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uLN-H_rB3c/TferkTmOa_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/4G6hXlakSNk/s1600/DSC06165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uLN-H_rB3c/TferkTmOa_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/4G6hXlakSNk/s320/DSC06165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147700392225778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Focus: Pagoda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGS4U5fc2E0/TfeqRLp4n0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/szqDkLDbVZw/s1600/DSC06166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGS4U5fc2E0/TfeqRLp4n0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/szqDkLDbVZw/s320/DSC06166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146272330948418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Focus: Flower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLYZUr6CUIE/TfeqQv5F4rI/AAAAAAAAAas/Cv9h4AhRtZY/s1600/DSC06174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLYZUr6CUIE/TfeqQv5F4rI/AAAAAAAAAas/Cv9h4AhRtZY/s320/DSC06174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146264878539442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comments please... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DEwPE6hEX1s/TfeqQT8V2II/AAAAAAAAAak/Iu3-8OBcwVQ/s1600/DSC06206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DEwPE6hEX1s/TfeqQT8V2II/AAAAAAAAAak/Iu3-8OBcwVQ/s320/DSC06206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146257375975554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stunned when saw this structure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3Eig4IPicc/TfeqQBEbMII/AAAAAAAAAac/qhdCDiyf-vc/s1600/DSC06211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d3Eig4IPicc/TfeqQBEbMII/AAAAAAAAAac/qhdCDiyf-vc/s320/DSC06211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146252309606530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to GREEN SCHOOL and found this beautiful house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdYEETjnTxI/TfeqPzq3AHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jKFp88WtTkw/s1600/DSC06223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdYEETjnTxI/TfeqPzq3AHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jKFp88WtTkw/s320/DSC06223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146248712716402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bridge to GREEN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K09PIbtL3hI/TfepmnC0-lI/AAAAAAAAAaM/zl7Z_r2irPg/s1600/DSC06233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K09PIbtL3hI/TfepmnC0-lI/AAAAAAAAAaM/zl7Z_r2irPg/s320/DSC06233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618145540948949586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fence of the GREEN SCHOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cO7_0vyKtN4/TfepmZhJxJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/CNeYqC7R7W0/s1600/DSC06241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cO7_0vyKtN4/TfepmZhJxJI/AAAAAAAAAaE/CNeYqC7R7W0/s320/DSC06241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618145537318044818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrance of GREEN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ38iIiK51c/TfepmH5uZVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/aimRuk32eOM/s1600/DSC06242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ38iIiK51c/TfepmH5uZVI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/aimRuk32eOM/s320/DSC06242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618145532589270354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does it look like a school?? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best place of the day, The GREEN SCHOOL. Seriously, very green concept they applied there. Starts with the toilet. Two toilet bowl in each room, one for poo-poo and another for pee. Poo-poo place only allow paper and some soil mixture and pee place only allows water to be poured to the bowl. All the building (99%) are made of bamboos, reasons being that the founder loves bamboo very much. Their classrooms are all open air and have a closed room for the use when the weather is very hot. The best part is that, the kids and students there are multiracial. It has 90% International students and 10% Balinese. Their library is kind of special as there are also laptops for students use in information searching. Guess what, in rural area and they have internet access if not mistaken. Two thumb UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-GE5sYE8Nw/TfepmJKn-3I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hR_T3QVnQCs/s1600/DSC06246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-GE5sYE8Nw/TfepmJKn-3I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hR_T3QVnQCs/s320/DSC06246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618145532928588658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The field and their indoor "stadium"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-INBxWbIKpD4/Tfepl0_A1cI/AAAAAAAAAZs/sK36prL7LVc/s1600/DSC06248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-INBxWbIKpD4/Tfepl0_A1cI/AAAAAAAAAZs/sK36prL7LVc/s320/DSC06248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618145527511176642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The toilet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i6ezMekK2c/TfUn6S_CrZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PKhi2kv7iCc/s1600/DSC06249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i6ezMekK2c/TfUn6S_CrZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PKhi2kv7iCc/s320/DSC06249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617439992696712594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stall for food and drinks (Canteen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r94TSmm1wkg/TfUn6bb5YvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5Bj6zvucnSU/s1600/DSC06251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r94TSmm1wkg/TfUn6bb5YvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5Bj6zvucnSU/s320/DSC06251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617439994965222130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1RHgdUmq5k/TfUn6sH4XkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/jb1yas7O-U0/s1600/DSC06259.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The guard house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1RHgdUmq5k/TfUn6sH4XkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/jb1yas7O-U0/s1600/DSC06259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1RHgdUmq5k/TfUn6sH4XkI/AAAAAAAAAYs/jb1yas7O-U0/s320/DSC06259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617439999444672066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toilet entrance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgeG7MX8Q18/TfUn7MV-wRI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mNNmBuLqFo4/s1600/DSC06260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgeG7MX8Q18/TfUn7MV-wRI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mNNmBuLqFo4/s320/DSC06260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617440008093745426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left side for pee and right for poop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1lw8oOaCBc/TfeocQhqXSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4dOKDzKPCEE/s1600/DSC06264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1lw8oOaCBc/TfeocQhqXSI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4dOKDzKPCEE/s320/DSC06264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618144263593942306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All made of bamboos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSGxUWjcxIk/Tfeob7lcTOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/S4GzvlI8yCA/s1600/DSC06265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSGxUWjcxIk/Tfeob7lcTOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/S4GzvlI8yCA/s320/DSC06265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618144257972653282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even this made of bamboo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14xTUa4ftPg/TfeobdBcYeI/AAAAAAAAAZU/n_JmsI5oj_Y/s1600/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14xTUa4ftPg/TfeobdBcYeI/AAAAAAAAAZU/n_JmsI5oj_Y/s320/DSC06268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618144249768600034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The head of admission of GREEN SCHOOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzaNIWOTyts/TfeobJZcOFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/thmvy9fmeus/s1600/DSC06269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzaNIWOTyts/TfeobJZcOFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/thmvy9fmeus/s320/DSC06269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618144244500543570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mud pond for martial art and plays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4hWXk5Uf7I/Tfeoa7FgSxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_d9H9bJCHAs/s1600/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4hWXk5Uf7I/Tfeoa7FgSxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_d9H9bJCHAs/s320/DSC06271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618144240658828050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Principal office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEO1mKB4LcU/TfUn7c5ZZtI/AAAAAAAAAY8/4fW7AtRkrWc/s1600/DSC06279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEO1mKB4LcU/TfUn7c5ZZtI/AAAAAAAAAY8/4fW7AtRkrWc/s320/DSC06279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617440012537259730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Build by the student of GREEN SCHOOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RHGMUf2Tyc/TfUmFiwRtTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/L9Z_OG85adI/s1600/DSC06280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RHGMUf2Tyc/TfUmFiwRtTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/L9Z_OG85adI/s320/DSC06280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617437986885055794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal, center of energy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCiCjiYtUAk/TfUmF7_s2lI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bOQ43GW5h-k/s1600/DSC06287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCiCjiYtUAk/TfUmF7_s2lI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bOQ43GW5h-k/s320/DSC06287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617437993660635730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peacock.... like mini zoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HrV5sgquT3A/TfUmGI56ENI/AAAAAAAAAYE/t4kmRC8zxS0/s1600/DSC06290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HrV5sgquT3A/TfUmGI56ENI/AAAAAAAAAYE/t4kmRC8zxS0/s320/DSC06290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617437997125996754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--veoTJu8kE0/TfUmGS7WJEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xLAo9a5VBlw/s1600/DSC06299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--veoTJu8kE0/TfUmGS7WJEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xLAo9a5VBlw/s320/DSC06299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617437999816385602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their playground..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgXlX4RLTIA/TfUmGtzr02I/AAAAAAAAAYU/atWsuF6Do1w/s1600/DSC06309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgXlX4RLTIA/TfUmGtzr02I/AAAAAAAAAYU/atWsuF6Do1w/s320/DSC06309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617438007032009570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fj-J4yzfs3M/TfUlLe1-wII/AAAAAAAAAXM/QlfnCGnNfaQ/s1600/DSC06325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fj-J4yzfs3M/TfUlLe1-wII/AAAAAAAAAXM/QlfnCGnNfaQ/s320/DSC06325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617436989402824834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Misai kucing... Prof Ramlan will be very happy to see us knowing this name of herbs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piSH2-m951g/TfUlLqvafZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vStEU7B2PS4/s1600/DSC06337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piSH2-m951g/TfUlLqvafZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vStEU7B2PS4/s320/DSC06337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617436992596508050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laptop for the student use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FplO9Bej_kI/TfUlMEnqZgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/B16CFrVpOAQ/s1600/DSC06339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FplO9Bej_kI/TfUlMEnqZgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/B16CFrVpOAQ/s320/DSC06339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617436999543318018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Library... again, made of bamboos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjERz7PBH0U/TfUlMY25cUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/9tjwCGupS20/s1600/DSC06352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XjERz7PBH0U/TfUlMY25cUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/9tjwCGupS20/s320/DSC06352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617437004975927618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Students artwork!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPUtFwdJwc0/TfUlMh_WCLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/SL2sG6ZMqXs/s1600/DSC06353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPUtFwdJwc0/TfUlMh_WCLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/SL2sG6ZMqXs/s320/DSC06353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617437007427274930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another artwork by students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At night, we went out to the cafe and again looking for Bintang. Wakaka... When headed back to the room, felt so tired and took a nap because we will depart from our hotel to the airport at 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;" &gt;Day 7:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go back to Kuala Lumpur. Went to Denpasar airport at 4 am and our flight was the first flight of the day. Departed from Bali around 6 am and reach LCCT around 930 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3LYWRexZTM/TfntCOVOADI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ILPR75yKvug/s1600/DSC06386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3LYWRexZTM/TfntCOVOADI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ILPR75yKvug/s320/DSC06386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618782632584020018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time to see sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TdC84iBWWns/TfnrXsEvdbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ig0NL5E8lo8/s1600/DSC06406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TdC84iBWWns/TfnrXsEvdbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Ig0NL5E8lo8/s320/DSC06406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618780802321970610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun is out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aE0vNMb-Ue8/TfntB3iADsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/LZxr1AtQyyM/s1600/DSC06400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aE0vNMb-Ue8/TfntB3iADsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/LZxr1AtQyyM/s320/DSC06400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618782626463616706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLqdVxBSV_4/TfnrXSB7DtI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/BbjTtuqNCFg/s1600/DSC06409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLqdVxBSV_4/TfnrXSB7DtI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/BbjTtuqNCFg/s320/DSC06409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618780795330825938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hard to get all this picture. Thanks to Kheen Nam for allowing me to snap all these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-gLqTj8O8Q/TfnrXHsdhII/AAAAAAAAAfI/1_7OLCOwiZk/s1600/DSC06414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-gLqTj8O8Q/TfnrXHsdhII/AAAAAAAAAfI/1_7OLCOwiZk/s320/DSC06414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618780792556455042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Morning Malaysia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNY2YkV3AtI/TfnrW3IhRaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4KtzrNvFess/s1600/DSC06417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNY2YkV3AtI/TfnrW3IhRaI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4KtzrNvFess/s320/DSC06417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618780788110738850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feel like want to touch the cloud!! Looks soft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0SuZRVxnKo/TfnrWUzPisI/AAAAAAAAAe4/AyO1am2byuA/s1600/DSC06423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0SuZRVxnKo/TfnrWUzPisI/AAAAAAAAAe4/AyO1am2byuA/s320/DSC06423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618780778894691010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The plane that brought us back to Kuala Lumpur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, when I was back, the first thing that came to my mind was to fill my stomach. Miss the malaysian food. I was also thrown with many questions regarding Bali even with statement. First, my sister. When she saw me the instant I stepped into the house, she said "Oh "ko"(means bro in hokkien), why  u turn so dark?". My response, "hahaha..., Walking under direct sunlight". Then next question by my aunt, "Bali nice ah?". I replied, "Good place for couple to go for honeymoon and relax purpose." Although I did said that way, the joy I felt together with my "sampat" friends was great. Feel like planning another trip outside Malaysia with you guys!!!&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/5893140395345740492-8842337388075973097?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8842337388075973097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/06/denpasar-bali-day-5-6-and-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8842337388075973097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8842337388075973097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/06/denpasar-bali-day-5-6-and-7.html' title='Denpasar Bali (Day 5, 6 and 7)'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Au9COR1PGag/Tfe2_0AXcuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/E_KybMm0Ivg/s72-c/DSC05822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-514029502759332855</id><published>2011-06-12T09:20:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:23:39.719+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Denpasar Bali (Day 3 and 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Ole-Ole Bali, place to buy souvenirs, but none attracts me. :(&lt;br /&gt;Then followed our tour guide to the place that we did not even plan to go. Reason because we wanted to watch sunset at Tanah Lot and it was still early. Guess what, we watched chicken fight. Eerie but still watch. Until the second fight, I can't stand anymore. Seeing the chicken die in the way that is beyond the natural cause. CRUEL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1d_Fe3_Kw4/TfUj5y0vLlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rOEfNdqg6zM/s1600/DSC05262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1d_Fe3_Kw4/TfUj5y0vLlI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rOEfNdqg6zM/s320/DSC05262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617435586017046098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken fight or Sabung ayam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En_FlvODrCg/TfUj5kU_NzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xbu39xJUg2I/s1600/DSC05311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En_FlvODrCg/TfUj5kU_NzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xbu39xJUg2I/s320/DSC05311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617435582125782834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Superb scenery at Tanah Lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yspuhK-rBjc/TfUj5GGFOnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2rNDfr7Ztk8/s1600/DSC05368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yspuhK-rBjc/TfUj5GGFOnI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2rNDfr7Ztk8/s320/DSC05368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617435574010198642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One word: Syok ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgL-cCjMOFo/TfUj4wSQW8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/EH73oXEJlg0/s1600/DSC05369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgL-cCjMOFo/TfUj4wSQW8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/EH73oXEJlg0/s320/DSC05369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617435568155679682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuous shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4x865qBglpc/TfUj4VUkrnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5Uvvt5zxVgw/s1600/DSC05403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4x865qBglpc/TfUj4VUkrnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5Uvvt5zxVgw/s320/DSC05403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617435560917642866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like Like Like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0oexmQBpnsw/TfUccvoz_fI/AAAAAAAAAWc/_uOsNuGWAZY/s1600/DSC05404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0oexmQBpnsw/TfUccvoz_fI/AAAAAAAAAWc/_uOsNuGWAZY/s320/DSC05404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617427390364122610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the wave is small....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjweEIBZHdM/TfUccdLBqRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/id1rcUwwYHk/s1600/DSC05406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjweEIBZHdM/TfUccdLBqRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/id1rcUwwYHk/s320/DSC05406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617427385407351058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rising...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RNyJoU7hO4k/TfUccG5Nt0I/AAAAAAAAAWM/CvaO6qPO6zc/s1600/DSC05407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RNyJoU7hO4k/TfUccG5Nt0I/AAAAAAAAAWM/CvaO6qPO6zc/s320/DSC05407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617427379427063618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At 3pm, departed to Tanah Lot and I don't think that I need to write and explain as the pictures speak itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18qM3WUMWWs/TfUcbhMzL3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/2bwaTlyYHC8/s1600/DSC05420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18qM3WUMWWs/TfUcbhMzL3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/2bwaTlyYHC8/s320/DSC05420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617427369308663666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So many visitors waiting to catch the sunset moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp1cFgRXyZQ/TfUcbcE9ueI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mZqOOOSa9Ig/s1600/DSC05467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp1cFgRXyZQ/TfUcbcE9ueI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mZqOOOSa9Ig/s320/DSC05467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617427367933622754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the pictures that I took and love it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STHhHKX1kC8/TfUbsSYoLwI/AAAAAAAAAV0/f8opftTpZ4U/s1600/DSC05552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STHhHKX1kC8/TfUbsSYoLwI/AAAAAAAAAV0/f8opftTpZ4U/s320/DSC05552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617426557877890818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here the first picture of the sun that about to set....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLcMlkhO6CA/TfUbsF8xaCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4jYEaoplIq0/s1600/DSC05554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLcMlkhO6CA/TfUbsF8xaCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/4jYEaoplIq0/s320/DSC05554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617426554539829282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIrJ7kNCR08/TfUbrrCcIsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nxHZYiZKVvc/s1600/DSC05557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIrJ7kNCR08/TfUbrrCcIsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nxHZYiZKVvc/s320/DSC05557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617426547315843778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Managed to get one picture but ... too dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnaVYoLziJk/TfUbrZ5I9LI/AAAAAAAAAVc/uGbLZhKD8uY/s1600/DSC05559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnaVYoLziJk/TfUbrZ5I9LI/AAAAAAAAAVc/uGbLZhKD8uY/s320/DSC05559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617426542713435314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About to take second shot but sun already gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwniwhx0R_s/TfUbrESud3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/G1Jm5euwvfs/s1600/DSC05583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwniwhx0R_s/TfUbrESud3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/G1Jm5euwvfs/s320/DSC05583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617426536915171186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at it, so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRvoB1--VBY/TfUbFEljCGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Y3Er7TfPkNE/s1600/DSC05588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRvoB1--VBY/TfUbFEljCGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Y3Er7TfPkNE/s320/DSC05588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425884159084642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tanah Lot, Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Check-in to another hotel in Ubud. Exposed to Bintang. Wakaka... Indonesian beer... Guess what, it tastes better than Heineken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En_FlvODrCg/TfUj5kU_NzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xbu39xJUg2I/s1600/DSC05311.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to our tour guide, Putu's house and he explained to us the design of the house. So surprisingly that my driver is not Muslim but Hindu. He looks like a Malay guy in Malaysia but their main religion in Bali is Hinduism. Most of the house there has altar and their altar is quite big. It occupies at least 30% of their house area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXWbJwRaMQg/TfUbExKYtjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/CZxzqqr3S9E/s1600/DSC05596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXWbJwRaMQg/TfUbExKYtjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/CZxzqqr3S9E/s320/DSC05596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425878944888370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Putu's dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrvsYb9-yJQ/TfUbEmAxsbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/TI0xK64LLXU/s1600/DSC05598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UrvsYb9-yJQ/TfUbEmAxsbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/TI0xK64LLXU/s320/DSC05598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425875951792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One part of his house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6l2bfBfjGA/TfUbEMs8PoI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DIV1UYfEmH8/s1600/DSC05600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6l2bfBfjGA/TfUbEMs8PoI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DIV1UYfEmH8/s320/DSC05600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425869157711490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It knows how to POSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvoxBtXOYD4/TfUbD-h8LjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/fey7J89E_Kg/s1600/DSC05602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvoxBtXOYD4/TfUbD-h8LjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/fey7J89E_Kg/s320/DSC05602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425865353473586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Babi betul... wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Headed to Tirta Empul temple and unfortunately, forgotten to bring along extra cloth. Should have brought... arghhh... That temple is considered holy and the locals, even visitors that went will usually cleanse themselves using holy water in the temple. So, can't go down, just wash my hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ToQmQadqOec/TfUabKzrEMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Bs4qDxVW-Ck/s1600/DSC05616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ToQmQadqOec/TfUabKzrEMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Bs4qDxVW-Ck/s320/DSC05616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425164274438338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrance to ... I also don't know where.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZrDMvHZnAA/TfUaawpjrFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YElSKt3e5mM/s1600/DSC05626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZrDMvHZnAA/TfUaawpjrFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YElSKt3e5mM/s320/DSC05626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425157252688978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy water where all the locals and visitors cleanse themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ghxPfkb7koY/TfUaaZeX7jI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5Oy5t5A9KcQ/s1600/DSC05642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ghxPfkb7koY/TfUaaZeX7jI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5Oy5t5A9KcQ/s320/DSC05642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425151031766578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Origin of the Holy water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tacFBe-lrq8/TfUaaDnxX7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/izar6IAAV94/s1600/DSC05656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tacFBe-lrq8/TfUaaDnxX7I/AAAAAAAAAUM/izar6IAAV94/s320/DSC05656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425145165602738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Managed to snap this photo before leaving the temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OKA Agriculture Bali offers variety of product and most of their products are homemade and of organic type of products. Was introduced to Kopi Luwak, the most famous coffee produced in Bali. The aroma, fuhhh.... very very "pang"(hokkien means smell damn nice). Tested different types of coffee and tea (Chocolate Coffee, Bali Coffee, Ginger Tea, etc.). Also tested Kopi Luwak and it costs us Rp. 50, 000. Taste? I can only say different from the aroma. Maybe because they did not filter out the grinded coffee bean making it to have the sandy feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4RhvHSur7Y/TfUaZ869YrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2bTtoVdy9H4/s1600/DSC05672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4RhvHSur7Y/TfUaZ869YrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/2bTtoVdy9H4/s320/DSC05672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617425143367033522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shit of Luwak that used to make Kopi Luwak!! Smell it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98u0S83tTws/TfSnYabbiNI/AAAAAAAAATs/QxNACRFkEi4/s1600/DSC05691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98u0S83tTws/TfSnYabbiNI/AAAAAAAAATs/QxNACRFkEi4/s320/DSC05691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617298673090922706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luwak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKpR5veOJBs/TfSnYclQ3QI/AAAAAAAAATk/L1-zAt3eCpU/s1600/DSC05694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKpR5veOJBs/TfSnYclQ3QI/AAAAAAAAATk/L1-zAt3eCpU/s320/DSC05694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617298673669037314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luwak resting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khi0tHsYPWE/TfSnXi-EBkI/AAAAAAAAATc/Y6a6tciJDr0/s1600/DSC05702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khi0tHsYPWE/TfSnXi-EBkI/AAAAAAAAATc/Y6a6tciJDr0/s320/DSC05702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617298658203797058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coffee Fruit (Is this right?? hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Later on, Kintamani, (Batur lake and Kintamani Volcano). but before that, we ate our lunch with the view of the lake and volcano. Pandai nikmati hidup le... Hehe.. FULL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BicpLZcrjaw/TfSnXZNP4gI/AAAAAAAAATU/XMENXQU9ABw/s1600/DSC05713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BicpLZcrjaw/TfSnXZNP4gI/AAAAAAAAATU/XMENXQU9ABw/s320/DSC05713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617298655583134210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Batur Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqb0gURPdYc/TfSnXImSQHI/AAAAAAAAATM/LG_JaOUaLvw/s1600/DSC05716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqb0gURPdYc/TfSnXImSQHI/AAAAAAAAATM/LG_JaOUaLvw/s320/DSC05716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617298651124744306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kintamani Volcano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SvHiFmlARd0/TfSiqZ8sz9I/AAAAAAAAATE/BrCuGDIrrB8/s1600/DSC05731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SvHiFmlARd0/TfSiqZ8sz9I/AAAAAAAAATE/BrCuGDIrrB8/s320/DSC05731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617293484641538002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wP8Xr1WVCQ/TfSipqyawoI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eOhdNf1B7-Q/s1600/DSC05736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wP8Xr1WVCQ/TfSipqyawoI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eOhdNf1B7-Q/s320/DSC05736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617293471981945474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sui ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jalan-jalan around Ubud but it was just a usual street just that it has more shops selling souvenirs than food. Damn susah want to fill stomach.. Later on, SPA!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rHepGVyc2k/TfSipUblFHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/HHi_ZIJd7Ow/s1600/DSC05777.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XT8uQUWanSo/TfSipQUwFqI/AAAAAAAAASs/iEpqrH9qR5w/s1600/DSC05801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XT8uQUWanSo/TfSipQUwFqI/AAAAAAAAASs/iEpqrH9qR5w/s320/DSC05801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617293464878192290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only 13 years old but starts riding motorcycle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkmQ4Z2oYbw/TfSipEgCb9I/AAAAAAAAASk/NINF8cXPf1w/s1600/DSC05817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkmQ4Z2oYbw/TfSipEgCb9I/AAAAAAAAASk/NINF8cXPf1w/s320/DSC05817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617293461704306642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scary.... 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Ehmmm.. should be second as Singapore was the first. Anyway, forget about that. Back to my Bali trip. From 20th May to 26th May 2011. Went to Bali with my course mates as graduation trip. 10 of us went and mostly first time on board. Alamak, funny thing was that we did not know the procedure to get on board so what we did was just follow the flow. But we skipped one step which is to certified our info. Only at the time when we headed to the waiting area we were stopped. Wakaka... Initially, the flight was scheduled to depart at 1545 but was delayed to 1620. Reached Bali almost 2000. And the "syok" time begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMyz26K_blE/TeyURVCqcdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/iIauPVWIzWM/s1600/DSC04353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMyz26K_blE/TeyURVCqcdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/iIauPVWIzWM/s320/DSC04353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615025860851167698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo taken on my way to Denpasar, Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_s0lSe1G3U/TeyURm91j6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/nXwPyAK7oMs/s1600/DSC04377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_s0lSe1G3U/TeyURm91j6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/nXwPyAK7oMs/s320/DSC04377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615025865662762914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon arrival, waiting for our tour guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NUVBKdtv0fs/TeyURydRX4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/3yEU4TQL4D4/s1600/DSC04382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NUVBKdtv0fs/TeyURydRX4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/3yEU4TQL4D4/s320/DSC04382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615025868747399042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way to Pelasa Hotel and captured this. No chance to jalan-jalan inside Discovery Mall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only spent couple of hours outside hotel as too tired. Upon arrival, we looked around for Putu our tour guide and spotted him holding the name of my friend which was wrongly spelt, Lee Lee Qui instead of Lee Lee Qin. Check in Pelasa hotel immediately after that. Resting in hotel while waiting for the arrival of Kiok Ching as her flight was different than ours. That particular instant, we were all hungry as we did not fill in our stomach before departure (besides lunch). Dinner right after we picked up Kiok Ching. Dined at Ganesha Cafe. Look luxurious and the best thing is the location is at the beachside. Imagine having dinner at the beach. Huhu... Relaxing is the only word I can think of. But stomach still need to be filled. Hehe... What I had for dinner? Haha... all grilled (fishes) and fried (squid). Overall food rating, 2.5 out of 5. Back to hotel and we call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ajl164dPC8w/TeyUSL7dPKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/bsp3k3LgIWc/s1600/DSC04400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ajl164dPC8w/TeyUSL7dPKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/bsp3k3LgIWc/s320/DSC04400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615025875584892066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our stop point at Nusa Dua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fym1scgToXs/TeyUSXjnr6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/7aDAOoDA3tg/s1600/DSC04405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fym1scgToXs/TeyUSXjnr6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/7aDAOoDA3tg/s320/DSC04405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615025878706139042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kheen Nam and Wee Bin checking out the scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1j2FMtuf50c/TeyVgYgUFWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oXLLu5WKTjo/s1600/DSC04411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1j2FMtuf50c/TeyVgYgUFWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oXLLu5WKTjo/s320/DSC04411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027218990503266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDeS7kehX2E/TeyVgasfdRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qFlUPL7fZTs/s1600/DSC04419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDeS7kehX2E/TeyVgasfdRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qFlUPL7fZTs/s320/DSC04419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027219578451218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turtle farm that we visited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zznU8EAGzrE/TeyVkIMS7UI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FUMLDJB3hio/s1600/DSC04420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zznU8EAGzrE/TeyVkIMS7UI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FUMLDJB3hio/s320/DSC04420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027283331050818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby turtles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OyZBT7hAIAs/TeyVkqvKP5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ck0slssNhKI/s1600/DSC04431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OyZBT7hAIAs/TeyVkqvKP5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ck0slssNhKI/s320/DSC04431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027292604088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me: Why this turtle extending it's neck?&lt;br /&gt;Keeper: It's trying to tell us that it needs water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_5CZ_s9Npg/TeyVk6PNLrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_2JqS0k2YIY/s1600/DSC04437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_5CZ_s9Npg/TeyVk6PNLrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_2JqS0k2YIY/s320/DSC04437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027296765030066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama and Papa turtle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sleep yesterday and woke up early without the need of help from my mobile phone to wake me up. Breakfast provided by the hotel and then headed to Nusa Dua. Reached there and the promoter starts to talk and introduce us the activities that we can have fun there. Nice place though!! But a bit dirty. Water is clear but sea side a bit "sakit mata". In my mind, oh no!! I don't want to play any of it because it involves sea water. Damn, sure will have seasick and I don't want the rest of my day having headache!! Unfortunately, I went after persuasion by my friends and luckily only minor sickness felt. Joined fish viewing and the turtle farm. Got the chance to get close with turtles, eagle, iguana, phyton and bats. Admission fees only 5,000 rupiah! Very cheap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzYJ-Pk4GL4/TeyWAznHgEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SSbCi_y8fXw/s1600/DSC04445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzYJ-Pk4GL4/TeyWAznHgEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SSbCi_y8fXw/s320/DSC04445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027776022609986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first time, MONITOR LIZARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkF9nMGJbAQ/TeyWBIQjO_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/MaYEKs0Te3Y/s1600/DSC04457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkF9nMGJbAQ/TeyWBIQjO_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/MaYEKs0Te3Y/s320/DSC04457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027781565103090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Eagle, please don't hit my head. Thank you!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rESf-ZbFHcU/TeyWBBIfHmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vfTBIBUu7kg/s1600/DSC04481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rESf-ZbFHcU/TeyWBBIfHmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vfTBIBUu7kg/s320/DSC04481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027779652230754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beware of BIRDS!!&lt;br /&gt;(This message is specially for Lee Qin!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cfo8w6ZExVQ/TeyWBdIMkiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KyMSZbWRPxw/s1600/DSC04495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cfo8w6ZExVQ/TeyWBdIMkiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KyMSZbWRPxw/s320/DSC04495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027787167207970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1XLwR3J_8w/TeyWBjPkLvI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ARoD4u67KSw/s1600/DSC04497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1XLwR3J_8w/TeyWBjPkLvI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ARoD4u67KSw/s320/DSC04497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615027788808728306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Performing kissing stun!! Wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGf_fb7NisQ/TeyWjATA2vI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TUBLxdPuhsA/s1600/DSC04516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGf_fb7NisQ/TeyWjATA2vI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TUBLxdPuhsA/s320/DSC04516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028363543501554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bats. One word: Geli!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_RclgQFASeA/TeyWjVIk7II/AAAAAAAAAQM/o6UaGyE-eIk/s1600/DSC04523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_RclgQFASeA/TeyWjVIk7II/AAAAAAAAAQM/o6UaGyE-eIk/s320/DSC04523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028369136872578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took this picture while I felt a bit "mabuk laut"... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to the beach and this time, my friends played para-sailing. One thing to be noted, every price they offer, try to bargain. Believe me, it works and you can save a lot out of it! From 125,000 rupiah to 65,000 rupiah! The adventure looks great as you will be 50 meter above ground. All the members that played, showed two thumbs-up! Me? Not interested. So, be their photographer, catch the moment they all fly in the air. Lunch at Warong Mak Jo. Superb place. Enjoyed lunch at the pondok located at the top of the warong. I ordered Es campur and similar to Ais kacang in Malaysia but the taste slightly different mainly because of the sirap flavor. This time, food rating, 3 over 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbBU910EeDs/TeyWjXIGuEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WLKVZaR_zZM/s1600/DSC04576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbBU910EeDs/TeyWjXIGuEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WLKVZaR_zZM/s320/DSC04576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028369671764034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para-sailers of The E18hteen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HFhhhcCKuXo/TeyWjuL9SHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kJDQbVnQJWE/s1600/DSC04625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HFhhhcCKuXo/TeyWjuL9SHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kJDQbVnQJWE/s320/DSC04625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028375861938290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jean Wen landed safely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWfFdKFhLj0/TeyWj_Dq2PI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hcv4Azd6FHw/s1600/DSC04651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWfFdKFhLj0/TeyWj_Dq2PI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hcv4Azd6FHw/s320/DSC04651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028380390578418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siew Sian in the air!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKzupl3X1-4/TeyXHDblctI/AAAAAAAAAQs/EGNsR8-mH-Q/s1600/DSC04761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKzupl3X1-4/TeyXHDblctI/AAAAAAAAAQs/EGNsR8-mH-Q/s320/DSC04761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028982860051154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wee Bin performing Titanic in the air!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUBsmrOOShs/TeyXHf6SZSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rz3lsICC8EU/s1600/DSC04805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUBsmrOOShs/TeyXHf6SZSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rz3lsICC8EU/s320/DSC04805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028990505018658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee Qin flying like Superman in the air!! Wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gapOqB6BdqI/TeyXHa3yXaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4T0U0lfK_Xs/s1600/DSC04941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gapOqB6BdqI/TeyXHa3yXaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4T0U0lfK_Xs/s320/DSC04941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028989152353698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chen Xi showing peace-sign!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8r_AnC4eXo/TeyXHimmLVI/AAAAAAAAARE/hQCJne9T7ME/s1600/DSC04987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8r_AnC4eXo/TeyXHimmLVI/AAAAAAAAARE/hQCJne9T7ME/s320/DSC04987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028991227735378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Man of the Day!! Riding Solo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKzupl3X1-4/TeyXHDblctI/AAAAAAAAAQs/EGNsR8-mH-Q/s1600/DSC04761.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9jKmdjkA4Q/TeyXH2caH1I/AAAAAAAAARM/DNNvmrJpy1U/s1600/DSC05062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9jKmdjkA4Q/TeyXH2caH1I/AAAAAAAAARM/DNNvmrJpy1U/s320/DSC05062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615028996553711442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught red-handed!! Sorry ah..... wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next round, to GWK cultural park. More to sight-seeing and guess what, Photo time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZMbp2PuIQw/TeyX3lzD3KI/AAAAAAAAARk/i4YFcTqaH4A/s1600/DSC05100.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIWTApXoyDY/TeyX3SK5YcI/AAAAAAAAARc/p5XLoR27gRE/s1600/DSC05079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIWTApXoyDY/TeyX3SK5YcI/AAAAAAAAARc/p5XLoR27gRE/s320/DSC05079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615029811450307010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Statue of Vishnu God (if not mistaken). Believed to have tears drop from His eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDRpRigyVf4/TeyX3HNwoGI/AAAAAAAAARU/Vkls2A3FfxM/s1600/DSC05071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDRpRigyVf4/TeyX3HNwoGI/AAAAAAAAARU/Vkls2A3FfxM/s320/DSC05071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615029808509526114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Statue without hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZMbp2PuIQw/TeyX3lzD3KI/AAAAAAAAARk/i4YFcTqaH4A/s1600/DSC05100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZMbp2PuIQw/TeyX3lzD3KI/AAAAAAAAARk/i4YFcTqaH4A/s320/DSC05100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615029816719039650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing with Garuda, Vishnu God's transporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNlkY6QoIp0/TeyX3wV2rxI/AAAAAAAAARs/VLFaLxcVGgo/s1600/DSC05115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNlkY6QoIp0/TeyX3wV2rxI/AAAAAAAAARs/VLFaLxcVGgo/s320/DSC05115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615029819549331218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee Qin and Kheen Nam performing Bali dance!! Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_N8jeo0EmAE/TeyX4TOYHHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/o5yKZ0J7Brg/s1600/DSC05130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_N8jeo0EmAE/TeyX4TOYHHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/o5yKZ0J7Brg/s320/DSC05130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615029828913208434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way down only notice the hand!! Take photo time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I prefer more at Uluwatu. One word, SUI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGU30VtmROI/TeyYj5LdM7I/AAAAAAAAASE/hYSTLzlx7Ks/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IGU30VtmROI/TeyYj5LdM7I/AAAAAAAAASE/hYSTLzlx7Ks/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615030577835881394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVHTittIkSo/TeyYjovLK-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/AZuoTr7xFfs/s1600/DSC05154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVHTittIkSo/TeyYjovLK-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/AZuoTr7xFfs/s320/DSC05154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615030573422291938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took so many pictures and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5aRg0DKFSI/TeyYkPH54II/AAAAAAAAASM/9XUsd20JE4c/s1600/DSC05167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5aRg0DKFSI/TeyYkPH54II/AAAAAAAAASM/9XUsd20JE4c/s320/DSC05167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615030583726563458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who is that guy? Wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TGp7px_22A/TeyYkeoqACI/AAAAAAAAASU/Id_K5H7Htck/s1600/DSC05230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TGp7px_22A/TeyYkeoqACI/AAAAAAAAASU/Id_K5H7Htck/s320/DSC05230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615030587890466850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another side of Uluwatu, BEAUTIFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVHTittIkSo/TeyYjovLK-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/AZuoTr7xFfs/s1600/DSC05154.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xGPl_7Y0yI/TeyYkrzIxBI/AAAAAAAAASc/kP7r_Qxprsk/s1600/DSC052491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xGPl_7Y0yI/TeyYkrzIxBI/AAAAAAAAASc/kP7r_Qxprsk/s320/DSC052491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615030591424087058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time that we have been waiting for sunset time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-384112764178100220?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/384112764178100220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/06/denpasar-bali-day-1-and-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/384112764178100220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/384112764178100220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/06/denpasar-bali-day-1-and-2.html' title='Denpasar Bali (Day 1 and 2)'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMyz26K_blE/TeyURVCqcdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/iIauPVWIzWM/s72-c/DSC04353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4549384187084170655</id><published>2011-05-28T08:33:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T11:20:07.313+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Ipoh oh Ipoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcPVfsGGfFk/TeC0dTzqYSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kEyO3n-xlCw/s1600/DSC04030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcPVfsGGfFk/TeC0dTzqYSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kEyO3n-xlCw/s320/DSC04030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611683551329804578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 6 15 in the morning to prepare myself to Ipoh by bus on the 18th  March 2011. Bus departed at 845am sharp but eventually some delay at  Shah Alam making the actual departure time to be 920am. For the first  time I travelled in Plusliner bus. Very weird arrangement but still  comfortable. Reached Ipoh around 12pm. Fetched by Kheen Nam's mother.  Later went to Ipoh Hospital and was so surprise to see that so many  Chinese people working in government hospital. This does not happen in  Klang. Then came a call from Hui Yi saying that she is going to reach  soon. We went to Medan Gopeng Bus Terminal to fetch her. And bought our ticket to LCCT. Still waiting  for Shin Ling and got to know that she was somewhere near Ipoh already.  Waited her for 15 minutes and finally we have our lunch + high tea at  the shop opposite the famous white coffee kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWB8bKyM9oA/TeCzyD_ureI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wKbxAozCSpo/s1600/DSC03976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWB8bKyM9oA/TeCzyD_ureI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wKbxAozCSpo/s320/DSC03976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611682808351075810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plusliner bus sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDRQlZLuZQg/TeCzx7mXliI/AAAAAAAAALI/zJSEjIXDlLg/s1600/219155_1901303164806_1008495106_32184085_7384659_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDRQlZLuZQg/TeCzx7mXliI/AAAAAAAAALI/zJSEjIXDlLg/s320/219155_1901303164806_1008495106_32184085_7384659_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611682806097221154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White Coffee Kopitiam&lt;br /&gt;From left: Hui Yi, Me, Kheen Nam, Shin Ling&lt;br /&gt;(Picture courtesy of Shin Ling BF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxUjpH_eBDM/TeCzyYqSfcI/AAAAAAAAALg/Yl7JzVnvgRg/s1600/DSC03990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxUjpH_eBDM/TeCzyYqSfcI/AAAAAAAAALg/Yl7JzVnvgRg/s320/DSC03990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611682813898292674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pose, pose, pose&lt;br /&gt;From left: Shin Ling, Kheen Nam, Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-730szQORis0/TeCzyYN8vbI/AAAAAAAAALY/YwRzsgxVL34/s1600/DSC03986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-730szQORis0/TeCzyYN8vbI/AAAAAAAAALY/YwRzsgxVL34/s320/DSC03986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611682813779426738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Superb View and Models&lt;br /&gt; From left: Shin Ling, Kheen Nam, Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jean Wen has not arrive yet and we have to find place to jalan-jalan. Where? I am not very sure as well but still around Ipoh. Haha.. Perak Tong was our main place of interest but that day it rained. Have to cancel the plan and went to Jusco in Ipoh. Kheen Nam still don't want to give up. We went to Perak Tong and oh no... already closed. Visiting time is between 8am to 5pm. What to do? Only can take photo from outside. Perak Tong, remember me, I will go there again. Next time, will make sure I can really enter. Then, to the garden and it is called Taman Jepun. Have Japanese kind of garden and environment but just that no Japanese people and sakura flower... wakaka... At last till no place to go, we went to the bus station to wait for Jean Wen but she arrived there when we were about to find a place to sit. Haha... Terus to the restaurant for dinner, the famous "Nga Choi Kai" in Cantonese. Second round, along the street, "char hor fun" and can't remember another dishes name... Teruk betul!! Stomach so full that when you walk, you can feel like got 3 kilo food inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81hq7jzE1bA/TeCzy-DfpCI/AAAAAAAAALo/DJGSHJkoYcE/s1600/DSC04003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81hq7jzE1bA/TeCzy-DfpCI/AAAAAAAAALo/DJGSHJkoYcE/s320/DSC04003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611682823936123938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perak Tong entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RNWOi4OkVF4/TeC0c37334I/AAAAAAAAALw/6BMXz7gk8x8/s1600/DSC04015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RNWOi4OkVF4/TeC0c37334I/AAAAAAAAALw/6BMXz7gk8x8/s320/DSC04015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611683543848050562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can only take picture from here.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIJWPxGp0u0/TeC0dANZbtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/N3iO1ps91es/s1600/DSC04020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIJWPxGp0u0/TeC0dANZbtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/N3iO1ps91es/s320/DSC04020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611683546069036754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One picture with Kheen Nam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ao7-xwpZoEM/TeC0dSoGQrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fnncbzJxGKo/s1600/DSC04023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ao7-xwpZoEM/TeC0dSoGQrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fnncbzJxGKo/s320/DSC04023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611683551012864690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two fake "Kuan Yin Ma".. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDH42RHqDU/TeC0d2m5OgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-jfi87dRWmQ/s1600/DSC04042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsDH42RHqDU/TeC0d2m5OgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-jfi87dRWmQ/s320/DSC04042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611683560671492610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiyo-yo, Shin Ling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfQwHzXgqjc/TeC1iY3J0RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7-6Ur_uuI4M/s1600/DSC04071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VfQwHzXgqjc/TeC1iY3J0RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7-6Ur_uuI4M/s320/DSC04071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611684738097598738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ipoh's "Sunway Lagoon bridge".. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taman Jepun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-whwsa1U1jtE/TeC1inaJGiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EBOclXttyTk/s1600/DSC04091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-whwsa1U1jtE/TeC1inaJGiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EBOclXttyTk/s320/DSC04091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611684742002448930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance with two lady guards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1IARq11Ja0/TeC1iyYVT4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/MPlrOBJXIhY/s1600/DSC04112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1IARq11Ja0/TeC1iyYVT4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/MPlrOBJXIhY/s320/DSC04112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611684744947650434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All like J-pop stars!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vR7e_XwhbPI/TeC1ioHh5WI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gjm-lZG-qd4/s1600/DSC04100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vR7e_XwhbPI/TeC1ioHh5WI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gjm-lZG-qd4/s320/DSC04100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611684742192817506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHOBfM5tmSw/TeC1jDrnUhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-ioxa68CJmo/s1600/DSC04144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHOBfM5tmSw/TeC1jDrnUhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-ioxa68CJmo/s320/DSC04144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611684749591925266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Mr Bao court..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work-up Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4c5NU6sdo/TeC2YYvnf5I/AAAAAAAAANA/eQw5lcIDLAE/s1600/DSC04170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4c5NU6sdo/TeC2YYvnf5I/AAAAAAAAANA/eQw5lcIDLAE/s320/DSC04170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611685665778925458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys doing stun but looks like monkey.. wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGGQD_koOs4/TeC2YVUAsXI/AAAAAAAAANI/pvAxwe-mmzs/s1600/DSC04201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YGGQD_koOs4/TeC2YVUAsXI/AAAAAAAAANI/pvAxwe-mmzs/s320/DSC04201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611685664857829746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hui Yi so happy that she can carry herself.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Headed back to Kheen Nam house to clean up. He planned to bring us to have dessert, Fruit-Ice but failed because of some circumstances. He still insisted the next day and this time we were lucky that we have the chance to taste it! So special!! Sorry ah, forgotten to take photos. I just knew that it is located opposite Parkson Ipoh. At that time, we have a nice chat with Kheen Nam's mother. Damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqh_kkQ0DGY/TeC2ZKh35hI/AAAAAAAAANg/ATOonW7psp0/s1600/DSC04252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqh_kkQ0DGY/TeC2ZKh35hI/AAAAAAAAANg/ATOonW7psp0/s320/DSC04252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611685679143052818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrance of Restoran Foh San Sdn Bhd&lt;br /&gt;(51, Jalan Leong Sin Nam, 30300 Ipoh, Perak)&lt;br /&gt;Website: www.fohsan.com.my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg1vnR9JgOY/TeC2YjEmn2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/B53zUWUH6Uo/s1600/DSC04245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg1vnR9JgOY/TeC2YjEmn2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/B53zUWUH6Uo/s320/DSC04245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611685668551303010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dim Sum that we ordered.. yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUs4Mi8ljPc/TeC2Y2IbKEI/AAAAAAAAANY/F7j2ukHUC7o/s1600/DSC04249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUs4Mi8ljPc/TeC2Y2IbKEI/AAAAAAAAANY/F7j2ukHUC7o/s320/DSC04249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611685673667602498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fohsan-staff-to-be... practicing... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The second day, we went to have Dim Sum. Huhu... Taste delicious especially the "Siew Mai". Love that very much! Haha.. Currency exchange from Ringgit Malaysia to Rupiah. Then headed to Tambun Lost World. Funny thing is that before we got ourselves wet, we applied sunblock. Immediately after that, all jumped into water. Huhu.. at the end of trip, all faces turns red. Shin Ling headed back to Pangkor right after that. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLDspcZq39c/TeC28VriZDI/AAAAAAAAANo/R9y1fqxmoyc/s1600/DSC04253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLDspcZq39c/TeC28VriZDI/AAAAAAAAANo/R9y1fqxmoyc/s320/DSC04253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611686283431797810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to the Lost world of Tambun&lt;br /&gt;(Under Sunway group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0pU5j_vWic/TeC28oSJQRI/AAAAAAAAANw/PcHuPBj7dTI/s1600/DSC04264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0pU5j_vWic/TeC28oSJQRI/AAAAAAAAANw/PcHuPBj7dTI/s320/DSC04264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611686288425566482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sexy models posing before leaving the water wave area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7orXbP0kF3Y/TeC282LrYDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E6oNHfMM_jM/s1600/DSC04316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7orXbP0kF3Y/TeC282LrYDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E6oNHfMM_jM/s320/DSC04316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611686292156538930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come show me your tag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLDspcZq39c/TeC28VriZDI/AAAAAAAAANo/R9y1fqxmoyc/s1600/DSC04253.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kC_2yGEOCZw/TeC29JROjII/AAAAAAAAAOA/IIL-IfjDXak/s1600/DSC04317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kC_2yGEOCZw/TeC29JROjII/AAAAAAAAAOA/IIL-IfjDXak/s320/DSC04317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611686297280089218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Special tag (pink colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night left 4 of us and all really tired but the feeling was good as guess what, we are going to BALI!! Ok it is quite long post and it is time to stop. Next post will be on Bali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4549384187084170655?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4549384187084170655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/05/ipoh-oh-ipoh_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4549384187084170655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4549384187084170655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/05/ipoh-oh-ipoh_28.html' title='Ipoh oh Ipoh'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcPVfsGGfFk/TeC0dTzqYSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kEyO3n-xlCw/s72-c/DSC04030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1654691136546048981</id><published>2011-05-17T18:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:55:40.784+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>14th May 2011</title><content type='html'>This was the day that I left UTM. Very hard feeling but don't know the exact word to describe it. Came back from clubbing around 0500 and took a shower. Damn the water was so cold! Kheen Nam went to sleep after he cleaned himself and I still don't feel like lying on the bed as need to prepare and do some final touch on the packing of my stuff. At 0530, I messaged my father asking when he will depart from Klang but he only answered my message at 0700. After sending out the messages, time is around 0530, Kheen Nam has slept and (hehe.. sorry ah room mate) he snored. For sure he will snore as he was the one driving from UTM to The Zone and back to UTM. By the time, I have finished packing, it has been already 0630. Felt like want to just stay awake and have a little bit more time to look at my room. Then I turned around, I remembered how it looks like when I entered the room. The bed is opposite of the current orientation, the drawer of my table was not in place, the floor was very dusty and the fan was partially covered with dust. Kind of funny as all these things flashed through my mind. Look outside the window, the sky is turning blue. Sun is about to set and at this moment, my eyes begin to feel tired and I went to my bed and sleep. For no reason, 0915 I woke up. I am not sure I felt hot or anything but the eyes just open. And I am quite awake that time. I am thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alamak, later if daddy call me to drive how ah??&lt;/span&gt;. Tried yo close my eyes, still can't. Then Lee Qin called. Asking where am I, and I told him, still in my room. I asked a favor from him to buy me breakfast. I started to carry all my stuff to the ground floor. By 1030 I was fully prepared and I had my breakfast. Lee Qin came over and told me, Hui Yi, Jean Wen and Sie Ting will be coming over to give good bye hugs. Hehe.. I told him not to do so as this is kind of heavy as it adds the desire to stay. At 1115, my father came and by 1145 we departed from UTM. Thought of have lunch before depart, but my father said he doesn't feel hungry and I just ate nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wwGnHyVS4I/Td92gXtlLVI/AAAAAAAAALA/rY13c2NzWbc/s1600/DSCN6262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wwGnHyVS4I/Td92gXtlLVI/AAAAAAAAALA/rY13c2NzWbc/s320/DSCN6262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611333959220014418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo of me with my course-mates&lt;br /&gt;From left: Kheen Nam, Hui Yi, Lee Qin, Heng Ching, Sie Ting, Jean Wen&lt;br /&gt;(Picture courtesy of Wee Bin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-438WRa2nwio/Td92gMxjfyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_kh9SkNU8OE/s1600/DSCN6261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-438WRa2nwio/Td92gMxjfyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_kh9SkNU8OE/s320/DSCN6261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611333956283891490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo of me with my course-mates&lt;br /&gt;From left: Kheen Nam, Hui Yi, Lee Qin, Heng Ching, Sie Ting, Wee Bin&lt;br /&gt;(Picture courtesy of Jean Wen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My father drove until Pagoh resting area and I took from there. On my way back, I typed quite a number of messages to my friends. Hard to type because don't know what to write. Only text those that still in UTM. First to Kheen Nam, then Lee Qin, Heng Ching, Wee Bin, Hui Yi, Sie Ting and Jean Wen. Eventually, I totally forgotten about Siew Sian. Sorry ya... The content? P and C... Wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching home, everything seems very slow. Time passes by so slow, my movement slows down and become more lazier. Maybe because the week before I enjoyed myself too much but to me that week was an awesome week!! I have drafted this post before I went for my Ipoh as well as my Bali trip. And now only I managed to finish the writing. Very sorry for the delay. Till the next post will be on the Ipoh trip...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1654691136546048981?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1654691136546048981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/05/14th-may-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1654691136546048981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1654691136546048981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/05/14th-may-2011.html' title='14th May 2011'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wwGnHyVS4I/Td92gXtlLVI/AAAAAAAAALA/rY13c2NzWbc/s72-c/DSCN6262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3634311940067567934</id><published>2011-05-14T16:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:56:12.548+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>My last week in UTM</title><content type='html'>8th May: Lay Peng went back home. The day before, we went out for famous Cendol and ABC at Taman Universiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwL_KMmReXU/TdExAOIauEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/avuAyt3d1o4/s1600/DSC03421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwL_KMmReXU/TdExAOIauEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/avuAyt3d1o4/s320/DSC03421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316890916141122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms Lay Peng and Ms Sie Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th May:  It's sing K session again where supposedly to be at Loud Speaker but  turn out to be at De-Box. Cheap but just not enough drinks that makes us  quite thirsty towards the end of the session. Checked in at 4.15 pm and  checked out at around 7.45pm. Dinner at Perling.The long planned activity has been accomplished. Yam cha at balai cerapan. We brought our own cup and drinks. Most funny thing, Kheen Nam, Lee Qin, Teck Soon, Sie Ting, Shin Ling and Jean Wen played the "I Love U" game... Wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoUE_dXB7mA/TdExAYZ8Y3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/O1XCU8GpXxE/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VoUE_dXB7mA/TdExAYZ8Y3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/O1XCU8GpXxE/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316893674005362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The E18hteen at Balai Cerapan&lt;br /&gt;(Look at the guy wearing sweater pointing to the sky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWvkwZGtM2g/TdE2EfJNrOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/w0VFudEcM4k/s1600/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWvkwZGtM2g/TdE2EfJNrOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/w0VFudEcM4k/s320/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607322461760498914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE U game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10th May: Berkulat at room because Kheen Nam, Lee Qin and Jean Wen aren't around in UTM. Have sports together with Heng Ching, Sie Ting, Shin Ling, Kiok Ching and Hui Yi. Dinner at Hui Huang Restaurant. Later at night, we packed drinks and headed to UTM field. Changed to the UTM lake and played truth and dare. Huhu... Secrets have been revealed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th May: Our Kota Tinggi trip were totally awesome. Planned to depart from UTM 10am but because of transportation problem, we departed from UTM around 12pm. Reached Kota Tinggi around 12.45pm and have lunch somewhere 6 km from the waterfall. Entered the waterfall zone at around 1.30pm. Damn at that time, the water is still so chill. Together with Kheen Nam, Heng Ching, Lee Qin, Kae Yeon, Sie Ting, Jean Wen, Hui Yi and Kiok Ching. Dinner at McD together with Shin Ling as well. Later at night, we sent away Kiok Ching. Wee Tuan also went back on the same day. Then supper time at Oldtown. Played card at Oldtown but was stopped by the waiter. +_+. Surprisingly, Kae Yeon came last minute and we went for second round at Agus Restaurant. So "sampat" (crazy) because Kae Yeon came all the way to Taman Universiti just to have 1 roti kosong + 1 roti telur + 1 drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roMrh8qt-as/TdE9V8lQhxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1QNYJrIwvvw/s1600/DSC03633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roMrh8qt-as/TdE9V8lQhxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1QNYJrIwvvw/s320/DSC03633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607330458301925138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 handsome models posing at the waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NWzlaAZDFYU/TdE9WMqWcxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XY-Y6YS-Fe4/s1600/DSC03681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NWzlaAZDFYU/TdE9WMqWcxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XY-Y6YS-Fe4/s320/DSC03681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607330462618252050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladies... posing time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F213cJ-ILWE/TdE9WLDv6mI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3Ylki2r36_c/s1600/DSC03718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F213cJ-ILWE/TdE9WLDv6mI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3Ylki2r36_c/s320/DSC03718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607330462187907682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's water splashing time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;12th May: Bowling session at Angsana. For the first time I stepped into Angsana after 4 years in Johor. Funny thing is that we helped the owner to clean their longkang lane as many of our throws rolled into the longkang. Hehe.. Sadly I did not attend the sport time-out, was sleeping that time. Heard that they have marathon run as well as 100 meter run. And.... Hehe... Our gathering at UTM lake again. This time not only chatting but also gathering of this sem 's picture. Accidentally slept and woke by UTM guards. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnu6miHVGUA/TdE9WS348ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5lX5WhDj68g/s1600/DSC03752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnu6miHVGUA/TdE9WS348ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5lX5WhDj68g/s320/DSC03752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607330464285651346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drinks and food for our yam cha session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8qGFVnLhuU/TdE9Wu_IDhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wPRaCMettcA/s1600/DSC03764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8qGFVnLhuU/TdE9Wu_IDhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/wPRaCMettcA/s320/DSC03764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607330471832194578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that!! Battle of sexes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th May: Four male models did car wash. Two are assigned to wash and the remaining polish the car. Damn, the car after washed smell like ladies hair because we use shampoo to wash it. Later at 7pm, attended FKK night. Then second round at 9mm. Huhu... First time see Lee Qin drunk. He seriously can't stop talking and hyper-active. Out from clubbing at 3am and reached back UTM around 5am (14th May).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaRxpBmw0S0/TdFGzH1_FgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/c_GONa7JXQI/s1600/DSC03847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TaRxpBmw0S0/TdFGzH1_FgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/c_GONa7JXQI/s320/DSC03847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607340855145731586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walau, so kilat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ6F3qxo_yY/TdFGzXkImTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/anEpUsYj9C0/s1600/DSC03875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ6F3qxo_yY/TdFGzXkImTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/anEpUsYj9C0/s320/DSC03875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607340859365824818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This two guys don't know Afiqah but still want to take picture with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FU-PShX1COU/TdFGzZY07EI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VYFE-8w3tb4/s1600/DSC03877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FU-PShX1COU/TdFGzZY07EI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VYFE-8w3tb4/s320/DSC03877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607340859855268930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So lovely..... (Lee Qin, don't jealous ok.. hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGkhciVJzLI/TdFGzl9e3uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VXmCCQnKj1s/s1600/DSC03929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGkhciVJzLI/TdFGzl9e3uI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VXmCCQnKj1s/s320/DSC03929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607340863230238434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finalists for World Male Model Search..&lt;br /&gt;(From left: Kean Beng, Lee Qin, Heng Ching, Kheen Nam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjM78GmTHkk/TdFHBesKw5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/2U0SF7-Dgzo/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjM78GmTHkk/TdFHBesKw5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/2U0SF7-Dgzo/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607341101796737938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spot the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jIsQqZzCPU/TdFGz9Oo-rI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T6CarkbbyIo/s1600/DSC03940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jIsQqZzCPU/TdFGz9Oo-rI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T6CarkbbyIo/s320/DSC03940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607340869476219570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preparation for second round. 9mm here we come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;14th May: Slept at 6.30am but woke up at 9.10 am. Felt "heavy" to leave Kheen Nam and room 317. Around 12 pm, departed from UTM to Klang. I missed the lunch session with Kae Yeon as I have already reached Pagoh at that time of his call. Majority went back and left Heng Ching alone to rot... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to here, it is all the activities that I have done last week. In the next post, I will share with you all on the day I left UTM. The feeling was bad and many things did happen which were out of my expectation. But the most important thing that I have discovered was I left UTM with superb experiences and happiness!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3634311940067567934?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3634311940067567934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-last-week-in-utm.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3634311940067567934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3634311940067567934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-last-week-in-utm.html' title='My last week in UTM'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwL_KMmReXU/TdExAOIauEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/avuAyt3d1o4/s72-c/DSC03421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5255317087514637993</id><published>2011-02-07T03:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T03:55:54.263+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>To my dear friend, Yagnes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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It should be a happy moment as what, I am back for NEW YEAR. It was good actually until one post by Kang Yao, saying that Yagnes has left this world. At first, I am not sure how true was the news but I believed that this is no one would like to joke about. So I reached my phone and started texting Jian Ming whether he has heard any news about Yagnes. He replied few minutes after I hit the send button. He was shocked to get that news too. Then need clarification on what happen to him that took his life. Kang Yao told me that he (Yagnes) involved in an accident in Indonesia. Today, 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; January, I came across his news through The Star newspaper. He said that he was on his way back from hospital after performing his training. Just one question to GOD; why he needs to be taken away at such a young age? Should him be given a second chance? Is it because that the Chinese believes that this rabbit year will not be a good year for “the rabbits”? If yes then all I would say is that it is all bullshit!! It is not even CNY yet!! Somehow, I know it is not up to me to question the GOD’s decision. What to do,…… all I can say is ….. Yagnes may you rest in peace……..&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/5893140395345740492-5255317087514637993?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5255317087514637993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-my-dear-friend-yagnes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5255317087514637993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5255317087514637993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-my-dear-friend-yagnes.html' title='To my dear friend, Yagnes...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6927954536503621922</id><published>2011-01-25T02:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:21:37.378+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Give A Damn</title><content type='html'>It has been a while that my lecturer has been busy with his work. The problem is that we are the victim of his "busy-ness". The masalah comes when he wants to find a replacement class. All wants to find the BEST time for themselves. Frankly speaking, if I have meeting with my supervisor at 11 am to 1 pm every Tuesday and this is the time proposed by my supervisor, do you have the guts to request for a change? Wait let me continue... At first, he wanted to meet us every Wednesday (same time), and that time we told him that we can't because I need to attend another class. So we told him, the best time would be Tuesday and he agreed and has to rearrange his schedule and swap with a graduate student of his. And now, what? Tell me to ask for a change again? From the beginning, he specifically uttered to us that he will be very "slow" after 1pm. That is why he wanted to have it in the morning and I saw his timetable. Everyday in the morning, he is up to something. So how to ask? And this morning, someone, should be one of my course mates, a malay lady saying and trying to bring out the message to me to change the meeting time. What the FUCK!!! Frankly speaking, I don't feel like changing. I am damn sure that if I change this time, there will be second time and this will continue. And now everyone is looking at me and maybe thinking that I am inconsiderate. Let me tell you here!! I DON'T GIVE A DAMN!!!!!! If you want to change then can go to my supervisor named Prof Kamarul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6927954536503621922?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6927954536503621922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-give-damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6927954536503621922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6927954536503621922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-give-damn.html' title='I Don&apos;t Give A Damn'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1667603588301414420</id><published>2011-01-22T05:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T05:34:53.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint Ball</title><content type='html'>Now that all are bounded with plant design project, we still find some time for own leisure. Looking at this topic, I would really like to play and join this paint ball game for once. It might hurt but my intuition tells me that the fun will top it all. It seems like we are the police hunting for theft and criminals... wakaka.... The hunting and searching of the opposition team sure creates tension that we will never feel in normal life. Plus, the continuous build up of the adrenaline will definitely scare you and make you alert about your surrounding. Team work plays an important role if we play to win but if play for fun, anything will do. Seriously, I am looking forward to play...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1667603588301414420?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1667603588301414420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/01/paint-ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1667603588301414420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1667603588301414420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/01/paint-ball.html' title='Paint Ball'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5768182242924775042</id><published>2011-01-17T04:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T06:45:42.146+01:00</updated><title type='text'>KK Night 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Course night was held yesterday night and it was a very hard to describe feeling. At certain moment you will feel that "Oh, I have done this and done that" and you will laugh the hell out. Later at some time, then "Oh god, I gonna miss my friends". This might be the last time where we gather around. Today, is a new day to begin with. Everyone has been grouped and waiting for the Design project that we don't know how much the workload will haunt us. But who cares, all will be having the same problem, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTPQXgzmliI/AAAAAAAAAHs/doSMw4pbjSo/s1600/DSC01153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTPQXgzmliI/AAAAAAAAAHs/doSMw4pbjSo/s320/DSC01153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563019067094636066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Course mates posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTPQXPWrJlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2qc3dBYDyvs/s1600/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTPQXPWrJlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2qc3dBYDyvs/s320/DSC00898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563019062409897554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4SKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTUnHWSkMeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/c7L8xO5_jhw/s1600/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTUnHWSkMeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/c7L8xO5_jhw/s320/DSC00983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563395921882132962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KK Night 2009 Director and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Four years in UTM did change me. I don't know what is the major changes in terms of personality but for sure the look of a "noob and nerd" to a more ordinary young adults. Hehe.... Kind of funny when I looked into my album, ermm... not album but the photos are all in my DVDs. You can see that the changes are drastic. Wakaka.... Later let me show you some of pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTUlNtdbECI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kbTVM_zYKCA/s1600/KB3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTUlNtdbECI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kbTVM_zYKCA/s320/KB3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563393832157646882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTUnHGeIzWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tdcmvAJfQv4/s1600/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTUnHGeIzWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tdcmvAJfQv4/s320/DSC01126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563395917635702114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTPQXPWrJlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2qc3dBYDyvs/s1600/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5893140395345740492-5768182242924775042?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5768182242924775042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/01/kk-night-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5768182242924775042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5768182242924775042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2011/01/kk-night-2011.html' title='KK Night 2011'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/TTPQXgzmliI/AAAAAAAAAHs/doSMw4pbjSo/s72-c/DSC01153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3449359948544807640</id><published>2010-12-06T09:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:40:56.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Powerpoint Presentation</title><content type='html'>Last three days, I went to UiTM Shah Alam for NACES competition. NACES stands for National Chemical Engineering Symposium which is held every year where most universities both public and private universities will send representatives for the competitions. There are all together 4 competitions and they are Technical Essay Presentation, Video Presentation, Technical Powerpoint Presentation and also Plant Design. I registered myself with 3 other members for the Technical Powerpoint Presentation. Sad to say that I did not win anything from the competition as rank 4th from a total of 9 universities. Overall, still enjoy the moment there as it makes me 100 time more nervous that all the presentation that I have done before. It was a good experience for me that I know where I stand. I don't think I am behind in terms of presentation but maybe because I don't have the figures or numbers that can support my proposed solution. For your information, the proposed solution is combination of 2 technologies that has not been practically carried out in industry. The proposed solution has been studied only using pilot-plant scale. Besides the available literature does not covers the figures and numbers. Huh... when they asked during Q &amp; A session, all we can answer is that there are no statistic available as this study is only carried out using pilot plant. And the researchers that carried out this studies just mentioned the benefits but not the numbers... In general, it was an eye-opener to me as I know where I should brush up. Staying among the best in my faculty does not mean that I am the best in other places. So the moral of the scenario is that there are always someone who are better than us in this world. Nobody stays the top always. We fight the best out of ourselves but not necessary always the best among others....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3449359948544807640?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3449359948544807640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-three-days-i-went-to-uitm-shah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3449359948544807640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3449359948544807640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-three-days-i-went-to-uitm-shah.html' title='Technical Powerpoint Presentation'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6475177310063774517</id><published>2010-10-02T18:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T18:12:40.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Dream</title><content type='html'>I was thinking about her &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about me &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us &lt;br /&gt;What we gonna be? &lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, Yeah &lt;br /&gt;it was only just a dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back  &lt;br /&gt;down that road  &lt;br /&gt;Will she come back?  &lt;br /&gt;No one knows &lt;br /&gt;I realize, Yeah &lt;br /&gt;It was only just a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the top and now its like I'm in the basement &lt;br /&gt;Number one spot, now she find her a replacement &lt;br /&gt;I swear now I can't take it &lt;br /&gt;Knowing somebody's got my baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you ain't around, baby I can't think &lt;br /&gt;I shoulda put it down, shoulda got that ring &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can still feel it in the air &lt;br /&gt;See her pretty face, run my fingers through her hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lover, my life, My shorty, my wife &lt;br /&gt;She left me, I’m tied. &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I knew that it just ain't right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about her &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about me &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us&lt;br /&gt;What we gonna be? &lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;it was only just a dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back &lt;br /&gt;Down that road&lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? &lt;br /&gt;No one knows &lt;br /&gt;I realize, Yeah &lt;br /&gt;It was only just a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I be ridin &lt;br /&gt;man I swear I see your face at every turn &lt;br /&gt;trying to get my usher on but I can't let it burn &lt;br /&gt;And I just hope that she notice she the only one I yearn for &lt;br /&gt;No more will I be missing, will I learn? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't give her all my love &lt;br /&gt;I guess now I got my payback &lt;br /&gt;Now im in the club thinking all about my baby &lt;br /&gt;HEY, she was so easy to love &lt;br /&gt;But wait, I guess that love wasn't enough &lt;br /&gt;I'm going through it everytime that I'm alone &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wishing she would pick up the phone &lt;br /&gt;But she made a decision that she wanted to move on &lt;br /&gt;Cause I was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about her &lt;br /&gt;Thinking about me &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us &lt;br /&gt;What we gonna be? &lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;it was only just a dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back  &lt;br /&gt;Down that road  &lt;br /&gt;Will she come back?  &lt;br /&gt;No one knows &lt;br /&gt;I realize, Yeah &lt;br /&gt;It was only just a dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever loved somebody put your hands up &lt;br /&gt;If you ever loved somebody put your hands up &lt;br /&gt;Now they're gone and you wish you could give them everything &lt;br /&gt;X2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about her &lt;br /&gt;Thinking about me &lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us  &lt;br /&gt;What we gonna be? &lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, Yeah &lt;br /&gt;it was only just a dream... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I travel back  &lt;br /&gt;Down that road &lt;br /&gt;Will she come back? &lt;br /&gt;No one knows &lt;br /&gt;I realize, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;It was only just a dream... &lt;br /&gt;X2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6475177310063774517?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6475177310063774517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6475177310063774517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6475177310063774517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-dream.html' title='Just A Dream'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8213601580340445763</id><published>2010-09-03T10:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T10:39:04.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home..</title><content type='html'>I bought a 5.30pm ticket for me to travel back to Klang. From 1 pm itself, I have prepared myself for the trip. I was so happy that in around 8 hours time(from 1pm) I will be reaching Klang. Unfortunately, something happen in between the period. A friend of mine, manage to reach me through the net and chatted with me. He faced some problems. Sadly, I can't help much. Why? Cause it deals with people. Human sometimes is very complex. It is really hard to change a person. I felt so bad that I can't help much. All I can was just listen. I hope that he has recovered. Imagine that a person continuously and repeatedly saying himself stupid and sad. Huhh... Kind of hard to reduce his sadness.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Luckily, on my way back, I saw the stars blinking from the sky. It was so nice and beautiful. My heart was just carried away by the stars. 3 years has passed and I don't really look up the sky for that long (around 3 hours). Perhaps, that is why GOD created stars. To ease and reduces all the problems and stress faced by human. So guys and girls, enjoy it ok!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8213601580340445763?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8213601580340445763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8213601580340445763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8213601580340445763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home..'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1879058702576601059</id><published>2010-08-08T08:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:19:05.669+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Must listen song.... ~Terlalu Istimewa~</title><content type='html'>This song was one of the hits song back in the my secondary school time. The lyric is so meaningful. Especially the lines "Inginku lihat mu dewasa".... This song is brought by Adibah Noor and written by her as well. Don't know her?? The one in the Tenaga Nasional advertisement that spoke this slogan, "kalau nak jimat mesti boleh" (might be wrong because long time didn't come across the advertisement). Listen to her song and you will know what your mother has scarified and wanted you to have and their hopes and wishes on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't find the song, browse this link :&lt;br /&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yhpd3wPmch4&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1879058702576601059?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1879058702576601059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/08/must-listen-song-terlalu-istimewa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1879058702576601059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1879058702576601059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/08/must-listen-song-terlalu-istimewa.html' title='Must listen song.... ~Terlalu Istimewa~'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-7815237894225483785</id><published>2010-08-07T07:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:37:27.389+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about it....</title><content type='html'>Speaking is something that we do all the time. But how effective you speak? Are you able to give out the message clearly? And are you able to get what people say easily? Sometimes, conflict occurs due to this two major factors which are the listening and speaking. Most ermm.. should be all of us love to speak together with our emotion where we usually integrate our feelings into our conversation. For me, this is always the root of all problems. Speaking with emotions actually convey the wrong message because it is not as what we want to tell others. The worst thing is the conversation is all filled with anger, frustration, and etc which eventually might lead to fights!! Is this good? Human has feeling but others too are human. We are all the same. When you need a listener, find a listener. Never ever throw out your anger on the person that makes you angry of a scapegoat for you to express your feeling. Is this fair to him or her? Think about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-7815237894225483785?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7815237894225483785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/08/think-about-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7815237894225483785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7815237894225483785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/08/think-about-it.html' title='Think about it....'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8218727195883840550</id><published>2010-07-19T03:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T04:07:17.665+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Today should be a wonderful day with a lot of activities to be carried out, but after browsing through net, it actually turns me down. All of sudden, I got to know I was removed from his account through Facebook. How I know? I noticed that there isn't any posting from him for quite a long period and wanted to check on him. Then I notice the tab "Add as friend". I wouldn't like to comment much as he has made his choice and I will just carry on with my life. Wish you all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8218727195883840550?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8218727195883840550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8218727195883840550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8218727195883840550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1340765633392344137</id><published>2010-05-14T17:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:24:30.461+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean world</title><content type='html'>Being alone is something I don't really prefer. Not all the time but sometimes when the time comes, being alone is better than surrounded by people we know. Privacy is required but only to certain time. Time where you need to close and limit yourself to this mean world. But this mean world would give you joy as well. But why should it be constructed or invented or be in this way? Why does human born with feelings? Is that good to be a robot where we do all the things blindly without we even need to think and care for others feelings? Isn't that nice? What is the point we be good when others don't even bother to thank us? Not that I wanted to say I want rewards or recognition for everything I did, but just want to feel that I belong here. Is it too much to ask for that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1340765633392344137?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1340765633392344137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/05/mean-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1340765633392344137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1340765633392344137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/05/mean-world.html' title='Mean world'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1671018227149844617</id><published>2010-05-09T14:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:52:26.708+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship</title><content type='html'>I am performing my training at Titan and have to stay at a rented house (shop-lot house) for the next 8 weeks. At first, it was nice but as time passes by I encountered some problems. They did not actually care about their hygiene. Why they can sleep in their bed when they did not even have their shower after come back from work? Do not even wash their leg after one whole day of wearing shoes!!!! Yukes...... Ish.... Need to stay with them for another 8 weeks. Arghh...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1671018227149844617?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1671018227149844617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/05/internship.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1671018227149844617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1671018227149844617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/05/internship.html' title='Internship'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8867891377425276451</id><published>2010-04-20T13:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T13:30:31.071+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be over soon...</title><content type='html'>Another 2 semester to go and I will be graduating. What am I gonna be? How is my life 5 years after graduation? Successful? In term of what? How to define? Three years has gone and I still felt that it is still insufficient to survive in the working world. What am I going to do? I need a job, but from the internship application, it really drives me nuts!! What the heck!!! The waiting period is damn hard. We have waited for so long and the industrial people would not even bother to send at least a letter of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Looking at this scenario, it worries me as I have a year to go to enter the new world. What am I suppose to do to face this new world? And why all this questions knocking on me? Totally......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8867891377425276451?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8867891377425276451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-gonna-be-over-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8867891377425276451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8867891377425276451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-gonna-be-over-soon.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be over soon...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3688635634422608733</id><published>2010-03-18T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:48:30.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Pick...</title><content type='html'>I woke myself up early in the morning. I used to wake up after 1030 but just for today, I make myself available from 830. The purpose? To career fair. I am still waiting for reply from industry, but to my luck, only two replied so far, one said that they do not offer internship and the other waiting for interview. The rest, haiz.... What to do, we have nothing. Therefore need to read and face their face expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I went to quite a number of booths from those big to small. But why some act so cocky? Don't they gone through the same thing before? Damn..... Where is all your virtues?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3688635634422608733?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3688635634422608733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/03/hot-pick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3688635634422608733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3688635634422608733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/03/hot-pick.html' title='Hot Pick...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3039220086487373463</id><published>2010-03-17T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:56:54.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you happy with your life now ?</title><content type='html'>That is something that always changes. Whenever you have gone through something that leave an impact to you then you would say that you feel happy. What about when you stuck up with some problem? For sure you will blame and curse all the things along your way. Why this happen actually? Is that something normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You praise the God when you get something good and blame Him when you get nothing. What is this? Human is rather complex. Complex in their thinking and their character. In this world, there is always at least two answers to one questions. Do you agree with me? Agree or disagree? Two answers right. Different people different interpretation. We are born to be different. So start appreciating...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3039220086487373463?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3039220086487373463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-happy-with-your-life-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3039220086487373463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3039220086487373463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-happy-with-your-life-now.html' title='Are you happy with your life now ?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4909909333681138619</id><published>2010-02-17T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:19:00.459+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>14th February:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to temple for prayer&lt;br /&gt;-stayed inside air conditioned room (gosh, the weather was DAMN HOT!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-visited uncles(mother side).&lt;br /&gt;-tea break : KFC&lt;br /&gt;-went to Midvalley to meet up with Huang HC.&lt;br /&gt;-dinner : KFC&lt;br /&gt;-stayed with Huang overnight at Jasmine Tower, SS2.&lt;br /&gt;-went swimming but just for about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;-Y? .. Because we don't know that we can't swim at swimming pool after 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to Suria KLCC&lt;br /&gt;-lunch : McDonald&lt;br /&gt;-had window shopping&lt;br /&gt;-went to KLCC skybridge with Huang. (Still manage to go even though the tickets were all given out. SPECIAL GUEST !!! Walao.... Haha...)&lt;br /&gt;-watched lion dance (damn, waited for about half an hour just for a 20 minutes performance)&lt;br /&gt;-accompany Huang for his dinner (KFC again !!!)&lt;br /&gt;-dinner : Lovely mummy's cooking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4909909333681138619?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4909909333681138619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4909909333681138619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4909909333681138619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-chinese-new-year.html' title='My Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5962924639587202214</id><published>2009-12-18T15:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:09:01.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Question - Answer</title><content type='html'>Recently, I noticed that from every questions that I have encountered, there will always be a model or perfect answer to each and every question. So how you know whether the answer is perfect or real answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect answer : something that is nice to hear and really ideal. can never hurt other's feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real answer : hurt other's feeling, not nice to be heard by others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how to answer a question? Fake it so it is nice to hear or tell the truth which can hurt others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5962924639587202214?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5962924639587202214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/question-answer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5962924639587202214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5962924639587202214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/question-answer.html' title='Question - Answer'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4796422223406100269</id><published>2009-12-17T10:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:33:50.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PBL again....</title><content type='html'>Around 4.30 pm when I browse through the net, the first thing I remembered was the case study 1 for process control class. Now only the first week but things has already gone into picture. The beginning of PBL or case study means the beginning of terrible, horrible and vegetable life for me. Gosh totally freak out when recall the first year "sweet" memory. Haizz.......&lt;br /&gt;     What to do? Can't change the facts that I entered Dr K's class so life still goes on. Anyway, hope that will enjoy the class even though it might be a bit busy. Goes to all my coursemates too, GAMBATEH Neh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;     Before I typed good bye, here to wish my room mate Happy 21st Birthday. All the best to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4796422223406100269?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4796422223406100269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/pbl-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4796422223406100269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4796422223406100269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/pbl-again.html' title='PBL again....'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1631926726048893309</id><published>2009-12-14T13:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:17:16.595+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Session....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SyYrtoDfKAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8dErlAQhcoc/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SyYrtoDfKAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8dErlAQhcoc/s320/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415063664805750786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SyYrtAeKvaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/c-Au2H4Z-Qc/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SyYrtAeKvaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/c-Au2H4Z-Qc/s320/DSC01618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415063654180240802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date : 14th December 2009&lt;br /&gt;Time : 2009&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Bilik Latihan Unit Kebudayaan&lt;br /&gt;Coach: Ms Lee Siew Sian and partner Mr Lee Lee Qin&lt;br /&gt;Cameraman : Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at them, they are preparing for KK Night 2009/2010. Tell you, you all should be here and I suggest better not to take your dinner or else laugh till ....... Lolzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1631926726048893309?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1631926726048893309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/dancing-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1631926726048893309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1631926726048893309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/dancing-session.html' title='Dancing Session....'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SyYrtoDfKAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8dErlAQhcoc/s72-c/DSC01619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4328314983710514478</id><published>2009-12-13T16:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:01:32.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to decide...</title><content type='html'>I am back to UTM. Tomorrow is the beginning of another semester. But this does not bother me. What bother me a lot is to decide to leave in or out? Haiz.... I want to experience the fun of staying outside like all those UM and UKM friends. But I don't know whether I can handle that or not? All will be different. Nice to stay outside but hard to leave the rest. The following year will be the last of my university life. Should I stay in or out? Oh God, helppppp meeee.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4328314983710514478?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4328314983710514478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/hard-to-decide.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4328314983710514478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4328314983710514478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/hard-to-decide.html' title='Hard to decide...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6365358098944931666</id><published>2009-12-08T08:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:08:05.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List...</title><content type='html'>Things that I want to accomplish or eat or.... before I am back to Johor&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat Wan Tan Mee&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat Bak Kut Teh&lt;br /&gt;3. Send out my resume&lt;br /&gt;4. Outing with my cousins&lt;br /&gt;5. Read Matlab manual&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat sushi&lt;br /&gt;7. Dye my hair (rather impossible)&lt;br /&gt;8. Meet my friends&lt;br /&gt;9. ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6365358098944931666?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6365358098944931666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-do-list.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6365358098944931666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6365358098944931666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6846152791318461194</id><published>2009-11-27T07:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:02:16.754+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Done!!!</title><content type='html'>I have completed my Phase 3 training and gosh guess it is time to say good bye to my friends. Totally enjoyed my training here not the course but the time with your friends. Now, totally free. No need to work and all i need to do is to enjoy all my free time here in my hometown. Gosh talking crapp things here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6846152791318461194?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6846152791318461194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/done.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6846152791318461194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6846152791318461194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/done.html' title='Done!!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3027817513450381693</id><published>2009-11-23T05:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T05:49:36.995+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny X 3</title><content type='html'>Today, I have a chance to watch the video published or directed by a person named Namewee. In some sense I felt that he really speaks out what we want to convey. But the end of the clip is a bit harsh. Overall I would give 3 out of 5. Haha....&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hAHQGvFqcSE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3027817513450381693?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3027817513450381693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-x-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3027817513450381693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3027817513450381693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-x-3.html' title='Funny X 3'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8745612018666235143</id><published>2009-11-19T07:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:31:50.574+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Klang Bak Kut Teh</title><content type='html'>Ever been to Klang? Nope or Never have the chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you who travels to Klang, one thing that you should not miss is the delicious and superb Bak Kut Teh. In Klang, we have the best Bak Kut Teh and I can guarantee that. I used to eat it whenever I am back from my study. Being able to taste the nice herbal soup of the Bak Kut Teh really brighten up my days. The taste and the look of it is really different from those I have seen in Johor. At Johor, their serving is mostly made up of soy sauce. In contrast, you can smell the essence of the herbs when you are close to the Bak Kut Teh shop in Klang. Don't believe it? Try to ask around and wait for their answers. In my mind now, I have three shops that I visit the most. I know the place but I can't recall their names. Give me some time for me to get the name and will post it in the next post. Or else, come to Klang and find me and I will bring you around for a walk. Hehe.... but need to pay service charge. lol....In the next post I will put up some pictures that I managed to capture during my visit. Next post, Food Category : Prawn Mee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8745612018666235143?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8745612018666235143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/klang-bak-kut-teh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8745612018666235143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8745612018666235143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/klang-bak-kut-teh.html' title='Klang Bak Kut Teh'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-590483259952734793</id><published>2009-11-19T07:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:16:03.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry me a river - JT</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, all over the television, the actors and actresses crying while making a press conference. To me that is a funny thing as is that so important until a man cry for being sacked! Is that the end of the world as potrait in 2012? Are they seeking sympathy or what? Or are they cried because they have lost their power? No one knows. They knows themselves better. Maybe I should tell all the people's representatives, you are elected to ensure that our voices are heard, not hear your crying all over the press conference. We have elected you to represent us and we really hope that you will help us to solve our problem and not you personal problem(personal problem = money = power). Please save your crying for us and if you really want to cry then cry in Dewan Rakyat where you should ask for some budget to help the needy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-590483259952734793?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/590483259952734793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/cry-me-river-jt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/590483259952734793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/590483259952734793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/cry-me-river-jt.html' title='Cry me a river - JT'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-7031952754219390750</id><published>2009-11-11T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:59:30.982+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday...</title><content type='html'>Just finished the last paper for this semester. Feeling? Of course happy la !!! But one thing, this indicates that I just left 3 more semester to go. Haizz.... What to do that's life. Seriously, I dont know what to write anymore. Currently thinking of future, my career and my life. I realized one thing, money is really important. Without money, most of the things can be done. Can you buy things without money? Haizz... Need to find a job during my semester break. Any recommendation? Haha.... Just put it aside. Now holiday should just enjoy the moment now. Talking about holiday, my course mates are preparing for the Night. They are preparing for performance, the dance performance. They are going to dance the SORRY SORRY song. Anyway, I am not going to the Night but gambateh to all of you......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-7031952754219390750?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7031952754219390750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7031952754219390750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7031952754219390750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/holiday.html' title='Holiday...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-7928200893547900039</id><published>2009-10-19T17:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:10:50.517+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that good or bad?</title><content type='html'>One thing came to me this evening and it really scare me to hell. What you will do when u heard that one of your friend said that he or she has committed suicide before? Haha.... that is not the real case of mine. Actually it turns out to be like this. First some noticed that the person, Z wrote something on the blog. Z's friends read the blog and found to be very curious and kept on wondering what had happen to Z? Then one of them(the reader) came to me and talk about that. At first it surprises me. And I keep thinking and feel that it wont happen to Z that i known. But as friend sure you will find it out right. So I sent some messages and asked Z. Z replied. Z told me that it was long time ago. Actually I still dont know the content of the blog at that instance. So I went down to my block to the Wifi zone and checked it out. It turns out to be not as bad as the messengers that told me. Then I came to know this. There are always people around us that cares and love us. we might never notice this but the fact is that nobody is born to be alone. It is up to he or she to decide, to choose the actual way to release his or her problem. But make sure that dont do stupid things because our life is more that what we have and what we are facing. We dont have the right to take our own life. Only God has the right. So to all my friends out there, if u need a listener dont hesitate to use my "free listening service". Haha.... but dont talk about crapps la......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-7928200893547900039?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7928200893547900039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-that-good-or-bad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7928200893547900039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7928200893547900039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-that-good-or-bad.html' title='Is that good or bad?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2459676995673825065</id><published>2009-09-19T15:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:38:00.812+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelangi Mall and Steamboat !!!</title><content type='html'>17th September, 09:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-headed to Senai to get car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTr8qSW7WI/AAAAAAAAADg/5phsb23lVxE/s1600-h/DSC01404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTr8qSW7WI/AAAAAAAAADg/5phsb23lVxE/s320/DSC01404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383186881990552930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pay for my name, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have breakfast + lunch at Senai.&lt;br /&gt;-went to Pelangi Mall aka Plaza Pelangi for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;-went there with Sun, Lim, Huang and Lui.&lt;br /&gt;-departed from UTM around 1430 and reached there around 1530.&lt;br /&gt;-Searching for some details regarding the trip to penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtVn8AV2I/AAAAAAAAADo/dOmlf12CIEY/s1600-h/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtVn8AV2I/AAAAAAAAADo/dOmlf12CIEY/s320/DSC01406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383188410368284514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtWOGq6rI/AAAAAAAAADw/gtLDEbfoNE0/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtWOGq6rI/AAAAAAAAADw/gtLDEbfoNE0/s320/DSC01407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383188420613565106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtWshJKiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dD7JK4i5OoA/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtWshJKiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dD7JK4i5OoA/s320/DSC01409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383188428777663010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 'copycats'(my room has posters pasted on the wall) looking for poster to paste on their rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtXF7yxmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6VSTj5LNNfw/s1600-h/DSC01411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTtXF7yxmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6VSTj5LNNfw/s320/DSC01411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383188435600328290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dinner = steamboat = god, until no need to have lunch the next day&lt;br /&gt;-noticed one thing, the fun side of "steamboating" was to make other eat until feel like wanna vomit. haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwFdS6-oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0iOhQLTOJeM/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwFdS6-oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0iOhQLTOJeM/s320/DSC01414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383191431168588418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady that don't know how to fry. Still so bangga..... =.=|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwG6dTtOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AEFTnpEliPY/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwG6dTtOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AEFTnpEliPY/s320/DSC01418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383191456176649442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view of our table. (From my sitting place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwHi7cG9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/onz2bRYcnYE/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwHi7cG9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/onz2bRYcnYE/s320/DSC01419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383191467040447442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front view of our table. (From my sitting place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwGZvcsnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hXpc3go-P-I/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwGZvcsnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hXpc3go-P-I/s320/DSC01417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383191447394366066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side table. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwF8u2aFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zAOCdUb0VRM/s1600-h/DSC01416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTwF8u2aFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zAOCdUb0VRM/s320/DSC01416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383191439607228498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three handsome guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTyajDGvUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Si_zN8iN1kU/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTyajDGvUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Si_zN8iN1kU/s320/DSC01421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383193992513371458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 cups of ice cream eaten by 5 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTyaC0VFiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/5-X5gAbHtQE/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTyaC0VFiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/5-X5gAbHtQE/s320/DSC01420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383193983861462562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally full. OMG, ah ho and sun can u carry me to the car??? (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-still tak puas. went to nearby supermarket, The Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTybAVRZEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w3SNQ4inlPA/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTybAVRZEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w3SNQ4inlPA/s320/DSC01422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383194000374195266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still want to buy sayur? So ah ma and ah kong la u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0VFZ7mvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J7IBAYtd67A/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0VFZ7mvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J7IBAYtd67A/s320/DSC01427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383196097679956722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look I am going to transform into Maskrider..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0VmFTLdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ktyuyLJYcHk/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0VmFTLdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ktyuyLJYcHk/s320/DSC01428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383196106451791314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting.... I am the Mask Rider who will protect Lim's 'chang ying'..(Lol....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0UthtlsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2m19PrM3Tb0/s1600-h/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0UthtlsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2m19PrM3Tb0/s320/DSC01426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383196091270141634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Lee's part time job. So kesian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTyb24b_UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kyM3tSEzFLE/s1600-h/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTyb24b_UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kyM3tSEzFLE/s320/DSC01424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383194015017205058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Lee during the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0VwNPyKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oeSb76lTwkw/s1600-h/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrT0VwNPyKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oeSb76lTwkw/s320/DSC01429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383196109169477794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye lee lee......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2459676995673825065?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2459676995673825065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/09/pelangi-mall-and-steamboat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2459676995673825065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2459676995673825065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/09/pelangi-mall-and-steamboat.html' title='Pelangi Mall and Steamboat !!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SrTr8qSW7WI/AAAAAAAAADg/5phsb23lVxE/s72-c/DSC01404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6005156368061552096</id><published>2009-08-22T03:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T03:48:35.623+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fasting!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of fasting month for all the muslims. I didn't notice any vehicle sound this morning(dawn). Hahaha... maybe they overslept or I was to sleepy that I dont know what happening around me. Surprisingly now, 9.46am, my block is damn peaceful. Are they sleeping now? Or they are out for outing? Perhaps they are hibernating now so that they won't use up too much energy. Anyway all the best to the muslims and Happy Fasting(Salam Berpuasa).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6005156368061552096?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6005156368061552096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-fasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6005156368061552096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6005156368061552096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-fasting.html' title='Happy Fasting!!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1529360287948754206</id><published>2009-08-21T10:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:58:24.951+02:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 break.</title><content type='html'>When is UTM going to have H1N1 break? Is there any or none? Please clarify. There have been a lots of rumours saying that UTM will be closed next week starting from 25th August till 31st August. Some even said that it was going to be announced on last Wednesday (19th August) at 8 pm but it turn out to be nothing. What the fu*k!! I don't give a damn to them. Don't the know that they should be open in this situation. All they said were, "UTM is still under control". What do you mean by UNDER CONTROL? Then, why the graduates need to be masked? Isn't it save in UTM? Please stop making fun on us. At least inform us the actual news and don't keep it under the carpet. Let the students know about the real number or status instead of saying nothing happen and the word UNDERCONTROL. We are grown-ups. We have the right to know. And please dont give me this stupid answer "the influenza only attacks the old folk". What kind os stupid answer is that!!! If that is the case, can you give me a confirmation letter saying that we are all save? I am tired of waiting for the notice. If there is no break then just announce and that's it. The waiting process really sucks and driving me to hell!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1529360287948754206?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1529360287948754206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1529360287948754206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1529360287948754206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1-break.html' title='H1N1 break.'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-4271011447949526410</id><published>2009-08-21T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:41:34.068+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate + Neglected = Lose Friendship</title><content type='html'>The ways to avoid others from neglecting and hate you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;•&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Know others well&lt;br /&gt;• Never leak out others information especially the feeling and also secret&lt;br /&gt;• Never act clever and thought people will be alright&lt;br /&gt;• Seek apology when we did something wrong (ASAP*!!!)&lt;br /&gt;• Never influence other to be in the “same group” as you by talking bad about others&lt;br /&gt;• Never be the  “flint” who starts and also keep the fire ignites&lt;br /&gt;• Know the right time and the right place to joke. A joke only applies once, the rest will just make others hate you&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t be so busybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ASAP=As Soon As Possible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-4271011447949526410?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/4271011447949526410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-neglected-lose-friendship.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4271011447949526410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/4271011447949526410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-neglected-lose-friendship.html' title='Hate + Neglected = Lose Friendship'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8112286623953256630</id><published>2009-08-08T16:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:58:54.201+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Go for this</title><content type='html'>Recently I am hooked to anime. Starting with Naruto and now the Vampire Knight. Seriously both the animes are fantastic. The world of anime brings out something that never can happen in the real world. Can you summon animals? How about creating some explosives from clag by chewing it? Can we fly? Haha..... Anime is just to fill my time. This time I won't say my free time because I actually use my time to watch. I watch anime whenever I feel so. So cannot be considered as free time. So to all the anime lover, go and watch this two. Definitely you will love it.&lt;br /&gt;     Besides anime, go for horror movies. Horror movies like Saw are my favourite. Nobody watch that as frequent as I did. (Hahaha..... watched that 3 time) Some of my friends said that I was crazy. Those show were really disgusting in some way but to me I don't just observe how they kill, instead I will find some way to improve their effects. Wakaka...... In addition, I will also try to find loop holes where some of the actions that reduces the enthusiasm of the show.&lt;br /&gt;      Even though the test is around the corner, I still search for time for my anime slot. It might not help in academic wise but it really helps to reduce my stress..... Lol.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8112286623953256630?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8112286623953256630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-for-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8112286623953256630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8112286623953256630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-for-this.html' title='Go for this'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3757086835055122136</id><published>2009-08-06T16:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:06:35.477+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here you go the photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsIFKWGsI/AAAAAAAAACk/xYm3vp6YfVQ/s1600-h/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsIFKWGsI/AAAAAAAAACk/xYm3vp6YfVQ/s320/DSC01158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367143004510755522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their birthday cake and eggs by the owner of the restaurant (as present).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsH5rB_mI/AAAAAAAAACc/0VuZJExGbxs/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsH5rB_mI/AAAAAAAAACc/0VuZJExGbxs/s320/DSC01159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367143001426624098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, people singing birthday song, she posing pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsHcizWII/AAAAAAAAACU/PzkMtEmlZ58/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsHcizWII/AAAAAAAAACU/PzkMtEmlZ58/s320/DSC01160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367142993607481474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish...no should be wishessssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvrdEPMmfI/AAAAAAAAACM/qbPN0HqjtFg/s1600-h/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvrdEPMmfI/AAAAAAAAACM/qbPN0HqjtFg/s320/DSC01161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367142265528293874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting the cake. Perasmian upacara sambutan birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvrcZG-NUI/AAAAAAAAACE/l8Lp7ImxM9E/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvrcZG-NUI/AAAAAAAAACE/l8Lp7ImxM9E/s320/DSC01165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367142253951071554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont drop that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/Snvq7DwtAWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zzSi2IuHnjw/s1600-h/DSC01166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/Snvq7DwtAWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zzSi2IuHnjw/s320/DSC01166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367141681284841826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "cake-person-in-charge", Miss ST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvqRj_wJNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NSCUDfh4Quk/s1600-h/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvqRj_wJNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NSCUDfh4Quk/s320/DSC01167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367140968383390930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her assistant or trainee Ms SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvpzKOfnqI/AAAAAAAAABs/qDr92gCxGuA/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvpzKOfnqI/AAAAAAAAABs/qDr92gCxGuA/s320/DSC01170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367140446069825186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This the birthday card by "SKKrian". Will let you have a look on the content after I manage to get the picture. Hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3757086835055122136?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3757086835055122136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-you-go-photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3757086835055122136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3757086835055122136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-you-go-photos.html' title='Here you go the photos'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/SnvsIFKWGsI/AAAAAAAAACk/xYm3vp6YfVQ/s72-c/DSC01158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3489816288509861774</id><published>2009-08-04T04:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:22:57.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Siew Sian and Wee Bin</title><content type='html'>Just like to take some opportunities here to wish them Happy 21st Birthday. We are no longer a teenager but entering the world of young adult. Hope that both of you stay healthy and may all your wishes come true. Will upload some photos for all of you to have a look later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3489816288509861774?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3489816288509861774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-siew-sian-and-wee-bin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3489816288509861774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3489816288509861774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-siew-sian-and-wee-bin.html' title='Happy Birthday Siew Sian and Wee Bin'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6861380446709298672</id><published>2009-07-29T08:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:41:40.551+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not kepo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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I have the intention to help them, unfortunately, they treated me like enemy or person who were so busy-body (“kepo”). When asked them to discuss, they all kept quiet. The major problem that they are facing right now is that they don’t know their problems. Too many leaders and sleeping partners. The worst case is that they don’t feel the problem that they are going to face. In addition, they still feel that they have not done anything wrong. Communications among them are questionable. The worst thing is that they are lack of manners. How can you address a senior with “Ooi”? Don’t they know that in the worst case if we don’t know the name of seniors they can just address them as “senior”? I dare to say that a 5 years old kid knows that very well. Perhaps I should not even bother them because I don’t lose anything and that is their learning process, not mine. But because I am their senior, I have to do my job. After this, I will not involve myself with my course mates in any of their problems except if they ask for our help. We did our part and the rest will be theirs.&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/5893140395345740492-6861380446709298672?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6861380446709298672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-not-kepo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6861380446709298672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6861380446709298672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-not-kepo.html' title='I am not kepo!!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8646751289525800784</id><published>2009-07-29T08:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:31:48.441+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UTM Tour</title><content type='html'>On the 11th July,2009 , my course mates and I went for a tour around UTM. The guys ( WB, LQ, TS and me, KB) started their journey earlier than the girls (KC, SS, SL, ST, JW). We started to walk from KTGB (Kolej Tun Ghafar Baba- my residential college) at around 10pm. We then gathered at the girls residential college, KDSE (Kolej Datin Seri Endon). We continued to walk (with chatting activities but seriously no courting activities, hehe...) until we reach the UTM Lake. The special thing about this tour is that it took away our 3 hours time. But we were happy with that as it was better than keeping ourselves inside our room doing nothing. Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/Sm_sZHs6PTI/AAAAAAAAABE/JXEoz6x--W8/s1600-h/DSC01124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/Sm_sZHs6PTI/AAAAAAAAABE/JXEoz6x--W8/s320/DSC01124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363765597529849138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the gang that went for the tour. The ladies were happy because they can lose weight and the guys were a bit sad because they were HUNGRY but happy also laa....&lt;br /&gt;Standing from left: WB, KC, JW, TS, LQ, SS, SL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not in the picture : KB and ST&lt;br /&gt;Reason : KB – The photographer&lt;br /&gt;              ST – Went to toilet&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/5893140395345740492-8646751289525800784?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8646751289525800784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/07/utm-tour.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8646751289525800784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8646751289525800784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/07/utm-tour.html' title='UTM Tour'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jl4um3gvef0/Sm_sZHs6PTI/AAAAAAAAABE/JXEoz6x--W8/s72-c/DSC01124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-178827526089222241</id><published>2009-05-30T16:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:10:37.433+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally they did something</title><content type='html'>Is number of A person obtained important? How the scholars are selected? Based on merit or quota? What are the criterion? Why every year there will be people complaining? Please find the root of the problems and get it all done. Be fair to all as well. No need to change the language of Science and Maths because there isn't any problem from the students. If the is, then it is not from the students but the teachers and also parents. Kids can learn anything but only the parents and the teachers are not willing to take up the challenge. Shame on you! Kids can do it why not you!!! Stop playing politics. All of us here are good and stop pouring oil into fire. Limit the number is a good move or else later there will be more than 30 over A. Parents, change your mindset. How many A does not determine the future of your kids! Social skills is more important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-178827526089222241?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/178827526089222241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-they-did-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/178827526089222241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/178827526089222241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-they-did-something.html' title='Finally they did something'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6175817404732743971</id><published>2009-05-22T14:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:48:46.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Malaysian Culture"</title><content type='html'>Below are the things that most Malaysian will do or apply:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love people to wait for them rather than waiting for others. (Punctuality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want others to do more than their job responsibilities.(Initiative)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good in talking but not doing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love to take others time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like to ask for more and pay less.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always say no money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love to gossip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very "khe poh chee".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love to hear bad things rather than good ones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Believe in false statement more than the truth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So anyone agree with those statement?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6175817404732743971?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6175817404732743971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/malaysian-culture.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6175817404732743971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6175817404732743971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/malaysian-culture.html' title='&quot;Malaysian Culture&quot;'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-868602864939479177</id><published>2009-05-19T16:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:43:03.068+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a havoc!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first day of my internship with Lion Group. Nothing interesting happen. Everything was as fine as before. Met up with my colleagues again and never forgetting my very kind and good mentor, Mr Chua. But today a bit different from yesterday. I worked 2 hours longer than usual which supposed to end at 6 pm. The company was scheduled to have Performance Review at 9.30 am but later postponed to 10.30 am. Surprisingly, it was rescheduled again to 2.30 pm. I was given the chance to attend those kind of meeting for the first time. Unfortunately, the chairman arrived late. An hour late. All those senior executives and the head of departments waited for him patiently. I was just to observe the atmosphere and the ways they present and report to their superior that is the chairman who is the General Manager of the company. Everything was fine until 6.10pm when the chairman has to leave. The moment he went off, a lot of "funny-funny" situation heat up the atmosphere. Each and everyone of them seems like they have put down their weight from their shoulders. Some even make fun of others which in return making all the observers to laugh like "hell". Anyway it was kind of fun to have the real experience of attending important meeting. It was different from what we have been through in our university. The role of leader is very crucial in getting updates and feedbacks from the people below them. Luckily the meeting ended early because it supposed to take more than or around 7 to 8 hours in order to complete everything. Some of my colleagues told me that I was lucky because they expected the meeting to end around 8.30 to 9.00 pm. Huhh..... Lucky me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-868602864939479177?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/868602864939479177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/such-havoc.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/868602864939479177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/868602864939479177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/such-havoc.html' title='Such a havoc!!!'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5989311937881842232</id><published>2009-05-15T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:25:09.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>15th May 2009</title><content type='html'>Getting to know everything is back to the normal making me feel extremely happy today. Starting with my best friend, I got to know that he is happy with his life now. Even though, some might discriminate but you have my support. In life, we can do anything we want but provided we never kill, hurt and mess with others. The utmost thing is that we are happy with what we had done. Never regret with it and always look ahead. And to others out there, don't simply judge people. Past is past. It will only be another chapter in our life but do have this in mind, never ever make our book "dirty".&lt;br /&gt;   Secondly, another friend of mine, J is recovering well. I am really happy that he could remember me well. Even though he can't recall my name, my hope is still the same that is to get well soon. Nothing is more important than our health. Without health, we will not have the spirit to study, to work or to do anything. As long as you get well, you can catch up with all the things that we left behind.&lt;br /&gt;   Lastly, someone called me today. He called me and made me think of another girl. Hehe... It was kind of fun to have him contacted me. I was really thrilled and overjoyed to receive that call. Wakaka...... Anyway, I would like to thank him here because he really make my uni life memorable. (cause we share the same interest. Lol....). Thanks a mill...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5989311937881842232?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5989311937881842232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/15th-may-2009.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5989311937881842232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5989311937881842232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/05/15th-may-2009.html' title='15th May 2009'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5488444804557494691</id><published>2009-04-25T20:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:38:02.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, he went out with his motorcyle on the afternoon. He was in perfect figure. Everything seems to be fine until his roommate got to know that he involved in an accident. Oh God, I whispered silently. As a friend, without any hesitation, I went to ask his roommate to get more information. His roommate didnt seem to know the situation well. So I rang his phone. Someone picked up and since then I kept asking questions. From how the accident occurred to his current condition. To my disappointment, the answers given to me did not ease my fear. In my heart, I have the thought of smacking his head (person who answered the phone). How can he dont know anything about my friend's condition. So I tried to stop thinking of that matter hoping that it wont affect my concentration as I will be sitting for a paper the next day. We planned to visit him after we finished our paper. At the hospital, I get to meet his mom and his sister. Then we started chatting. He was on an operation that moment. Then his church brother started to tell all the scenario of accident. I got to know that he lost control when he tried to make a take a corner in a fast pace. But now, everthing is fine now. He is recovering and all I hope is that he get well soon as soon as possible. Hopefully his leg will gain 100% recovery. Life is short. No one knows what will happen to us the next second. So as for all of us, appreciate all those around you and remember to cherish with them before we put a dot to our life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-5488444804557494691?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5488444804557494691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-well-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5488444804557494691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5488444804557494691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-well-soon.html' title='Get Well Soon'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-807330217226952453</id><published>2009-01-23T08:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:33:16.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That is what I am looking for.</title><content type='html'>After my night, all my course mates seem like going out of track. All we did the past few weeks were either outing or going for supper. One of my course mates said that this is something that he wants to have for his university life. It was nice to have this kind of life but somehow need to step back to reality. We are here to study but that is not the main objective of attending university. We need to know how to enjoy ourselves too. Hehe... seems to enjoy a lot.... Yesterday, we went to McD again. Have some drinks and then we went back to our University. But we didnt head back to our hostel instead, we drove ourselves to Balai Cerapan, the peak of mountain in UTM where we can have a bird eye view of the whole UTM. We been there for quite a long period until got chased away by the University guard. It was around 1.30am. We never stop there. We directed ourselves to a pondok again. This time somewhere near Pusat Co-Q. We chatted until around 3am. Then came the guard again. Got chased again for the second time. Guess what, we finally gave up. All of us, 3 females and 2 males finally gave up. We went back to our hostel. So how was it? Pretty wild right.... Hehe.... But we enjoyed that moment a lot just like the theme of our night Memory Puzzles where each of our lives in UTM creates a piece of puzzle where we need to assemble it all together to have a wonderful picture of our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-807330217226952453?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/807330217226952453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-is-what-i-am-looking-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/807330217226952453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/807330217226952453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-is-what-i-am-looking-for.html' title='That is what I am looking for.'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8727154877878918681</id><published>2009-01-01T06:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:36:15.112+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a "LUCKY" day....</title><content type='html'>What do you want the most on the first day, first month of each year? I guess suppose to be something special and nice right. I thought that I might not be celebrating New Year, but in fact I did celebrate it. But it comes with a price, my matrix card was scanned. Celebrating the first time at the McD Birthday room on the first and first month of each year with the first time celebration of Koo's Birthday made some of us got our card scanned for the first time. So coindident that we went back to university around 1am. Guess we all are quite well connected with the number one. Anyway, still enjoy our countdown and our birthday celebration with almost all my coursemates. I would like to wish Koo Wee Tuan, Happy Birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8727154877878918681?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8727154877878918681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-lucky-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8727154877878918681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8727154877878918681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-lucky-day.html' title='What a &quot;LUCKY&quot; day....'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-7632962108862093804</id><published>2008-12-18T05:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:10:40.452+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholars Training Programme</title><content type='html'>I am a loan holder to a company. Currently, the company has drafted a series of programmes for all the scholars and I am lucky to be one of them. As I have mentioned in previous post, I just finished my internship. Next year around the mid April, I will be having internship again. This time it will take one to one and a half month. For me, they are making an early move to train the scholars so that as the time they graduated, they are ready to take up the job. This will in return save a lot of time as time is precious especially when the economy slows down. Besides that, they also want to give an early exposure to the Scholars on the real working environment. Make us to have some preparation before entering the working world as it will be totally different from studies. It was a good exposure to have all things done first handed, not just reading but observing the actual processes and also see the gigantic machines work rather than a small pilot plant (sample). That is how I manage to get to do intern in this early stage. Thanks to LION GROUP for all that precious experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-7632962108862093804?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/7632962108862093804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/scholars-training-programme.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7632962108862093804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/7632962108862093804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/scholars-training-programme.html' title='Scholars Training Programme'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2882843879245481034</id><published>2008-12-09T07:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:32:13.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Writing</title><content type='html'>Kind of long time never update my blog. Actually, I am quite lazy to update my blog because kind of hard to search for free time. But seems like I am very free now then I think this is the time to get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just completed my 10 days internship with Lion Group. The first five days was at CEDR Corporate Consulting Sdn Bhd. It was quite bored at first but once I got along with all the interns there then I felt that it was kind of fun to be there. It was not as hard as what you might be thinking right now. I was there to be exposed to the subsidiaries of the Lion Group. It was a huge company to be frank. Ever heard of Parkson? It is one of it. How about Silverstone? Suzuki motorcycle? Likom computer? All of that are the subsidiaries of the Lion Group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next five days were in the assigned company known as Amsteel Mills (Klang) Sdn Bhd. This is a steel company which has a very good reputation in South East Asia. Ever thought of involving yourself to steel company? To be frank, it has a good future. But bare in mind, you have to face the environment there. The environment is not as good as in other companies. Steel industry is a heavy industry. So dont expect too much from those companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I am quite happy to have this opportunity to expose myself to those industry. I have the first hand experience on the processes involved in running a steel company. So thank to Lion Group for giving me this opportunity to learn what I can get from my University. To all mechanical students, to involve yourself in steel you have to be very good in the Material science and also Mechanics of materials subjects. Besides, you must know the process of steel production. This is crucial and will help you to get along with that industry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2882843879245481034?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2882843879245481034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-writing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2882843879245481034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2882843879245481034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-writing.html' title='Back to Writing'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1754246769729119082</id><published>2008-09-02T01:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:50:43.889+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Just Keep Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, the government has announced that the petrol price to go down by 15 cents per litre. It has been the first time ever for me to know because I thought petrol price will only increase but not decrease. Anyway, what I am interested is that during the petrol hike, everyone is looking for chances to increase all their goods’ prices especially entrepreneurs. It was so bad that some of the control items were running out of stocks. But why when there is a drop of petrol price, none of them decrease the prices of their goods? Are they applying the assumption that the decrease is negligible compared to the amount that was increased? Or they feel that the 21% drop of fuel price is still in sufficient to cover their expenses? What is all the Persatuan Pengguna doing? Seem like most of the consumers are doing well with the petrol price hike. The road is still packed with vehicles; public transports still remain the same, and the worst part is that all of us still can’t change our lifestyle! Pretty hard to change right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1754246769729119082?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1754246769729119082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-just-keep-quiet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1754246769729119082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1754246769729119082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-just-keep-quiet.html' title='Don&apos;t Just Keep Quiet'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-288932274108177153</id><published>2008-07-02T11:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:20:56.628+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsatisfied?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever feel unsatisfied of something? Ever thinking of making a complaint? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For sure the answer will be “Yes, I have and I wanted to do so”. But how many times you manage to make one? Pretty hard hahh... I love my primary school. But recently it has been deteriorating. The quality of that school does not improve at all and keep falling down. Have you ever seen the teachers? Wow.. the culture has changed. They are very diligent in making visits to the canteen and leave behind their classes. Proof?? Stand beside the canteen or their rest room and you will see it. One more thing, it is unfair to make or to classify students based on their academic achievement. Grouping all the “first class” students together is not a good idea. It will make the slow learner even slow and left behind. Besides, this will trigger or even cause “Kiasu” society to exist. Consequently, we will inculcate selfishness inside our heart without us knowing it. Why this is happening?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From my point of view, I would say that the procedure of making complains are tedious and irrelevant. Why they need the name of students and their classes when we want to lodge a complaint? Is that really necessary? My brother has been saying that his teachers are ‘playing truant’. They either on leave or lost in contact(never enter classes). What is happening now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-288932274108177153?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/288932274108177153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/unsatisfied.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/288932274108177153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/288932274108177153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/07/unsatisfied.html' title='Unsatisfied?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-1439697297360612002</id><published>2008-06-26T05:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T05:56:01.505+02:00</updated><title type='text'>English or Bahasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Teaching Science and Mathematics in English must stay. The benefits might be unclear now but it will be very vivid in the future. That move doesn’t imply that we should forget about our National Language. Bahasa Malaysia will still be our National Language now and also future. Somehow we still need to master English in order to deal with other countries. Don’t compare with Japan because they have their own technologies and you know that we don’t. They can produce things that have good qualities and most importantly something that people always look up for. How about ours? So it is not wrong to master other languages as it can be beneficial to us someday. I don’t mean to say bad about our country but that is the reality. So, we as the future leaders should be prepared to face the coming challenges.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have been through the process. It was though at first but as the time clicks you will get used with it. For the past 11 years, the medium of learning was Bahasa Malaysia but I did my Sixth Form in English medium. At that instant, it was terrible. Getting to know all the terms in English was just like separating the beans. Everything needs memory. Memorising was my last resort if I find it difficult to “digest”. Surprisingly, I was able to adapt to that medium. Not to say perfect but there are always room for improvement. Maybe it was the capabilities of the teachers and I really respect their efforts especially those senior teachers who have been through hard time changing from English to Bahasa Malaysia and then back to English. They can make it, why can’t the new teachers do so? I know it takes time but it has been six years of teaching it in English. Why not continue it? Six years of experience will be more than enough for all the teachers to roll the ball smoothly. But why there are still complains on teaching Maths and Science in English? Is that cause by the parents or the teachers or even the students?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Parents : My son does not understand the lecture conducted by his teacher.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;: Teachers nowadays are not qualified enough to teach in English.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;: Teacher still uses Bahasa as the medium of teaching.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Teachers : The student is not paying attention on my lecture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;: The student does not understand English.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Students : I don’t understand teachers’ teaching.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;: I do not have a strong command of English.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those are some of the comments by the respective parties. So where is the problem? And what is the problem? Will this move benefit us or destroy our future? It will be up to us to see the answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-1439697297360612002?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/1439697297360612002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/english-or-bahasa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1439697297360612002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/1439697297360612002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/english-or-bahasa.html' title='English or Bahasa'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2280616277493217891</id><published>2008-06-26T05:51:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T05:51:59.217+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Before You Speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As human it is normal for us to make mistakes, but once there is a repetition, then it is not a mistake anymore. Sometimes, out of anger, we don’t know what we did and it will be even worst when we taught that we are right but the truth is not. Forecasting back to the period where petrol prices were subjected to increase, we can see many faces popping up on the television saying that it was unavoidable. Okay, I have to agree with that even though I hate it. One of the culprits that causes that was sudden breakout move that taken by them. I was informed that there will not be any increment until the month of August, but all of sudden, the petrol stations were congested with vehicles. We have to keep our words in order to show that we can be trusted. Other than that, there are eyes watching from above. So don’t simply throw out words without storing and implementing it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In addition, since the utilities rate will be facing another hike, many ways and actions have been voiced out. May I know to what extent the action has been implemented? Shut down all electrical devices when it is not in use? Isn’t this is what we should do all this while? I remembered that my primary taught me that when I was in Standard 1. There were also advertisements on tv which keep on stressing on saving energy. Seem like the campaign is not effective enough in educating the “old”. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The upcoming budget will be very hot to all. Everyone is keen to know the content, most importantly, how they distribute the money. I think and guess that there will be increment in salary for the civil servants. Public transport sector might be the main agenda. Let us wait and see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-2280616277493217891?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2280616277493217891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/think-before-you-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2280616277493217891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2280616277493217891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/think-before-you-speak.html' title='Think Before You Speak'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3037833126873406517</id><published>2008-06-26T05:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T05:48:02.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliable ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What do you think or your opinion about our public transport? Any improvement? Or still the same? First of all, before you answer let me share with you my experience of waiting for bus at Subang Jaya. Last Tuesday, I went to Subang Parade to extend my laptop’s warranty period. No doubt that the RapidKL buses are good in the sense connecting KL, Pasar Seni and Subang. But in order for you to be back to Klang from Subang, it took more than one and a half hours for me to get a bus. I got to know that there were only two to three buses taking up this route. The funny thing is that the post in the stand clearly shows that the bus will pass every 15 minutes. There are certain periods that the buses will drive through every half an hour. So I guess there were “invisible buses” that I have overlooked within the one and a half hours. Same as what PL said, when are we going to achieve a state where we could stand on par with Japan, Singapore, Hong Kong and many developed country which have a superb public transport system? Maybe it is on our hand but sooner or later, I believe, that public transport will be something that we opt for rather than own vehicle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-3037833126873406517?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3037833126873406517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/reliable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3037833126873406517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3037833126873406517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/reliable.html' title='Reliable ?'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-8579574572932723131</id><published>2008-06-18T10:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:04:44.421+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>When I lost my friends,&lt;br /&gt;You are always on my side,&lt;br /&gt;Directing me,&lt;br /&gt;What I should do,&lt;br /&gt;And correcting me,&lt;br /&gt;Making me to realise what I am wrong of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lost my courage,&lt;br /&gt;You hope that you can stand by me,&lt;br /&gt;Telling me,&lt;br /&gt;I am just human,&lt;br /&gt;With limited capabilities,&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;You do encourage me,&lt;br /&gt;To push myself further,&lt;br /&gt;Than I am destined to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lost my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;You long for me to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;To comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;To understand me,&lt;br /&gt;That you will lend your shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;For me to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;And telling me,&lt;br /&gt;That you are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;When I lost my life,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you will not cry for me,&lt;br /&gt;Instead pray for me,&lt;br /&gt;So that I can leave peacefully,&lt;br /&gt;And praying from above,&lt;br /&gt;That you will always stay fit,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you friend,&lt;br /&gt;May GOD bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-8579574572932723131?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/8579574572932723131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-dear-friend.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8579574572932723131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/8579574572932723131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-dear-friend.html' title='My Dear Friend'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672769516662509144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UvQOmS9bsR0/TdEOSbf6rBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3rjDJZvAxLk/s220/DSC02644.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-3907822640279270508</id><published>2008-06-18T09:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:15:17.528+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Up it goes again. (Petrol)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;Recently, the petrol hike occurs again and this time with an increment of 40% from RM1.92 to RM2.70 per litre. So any plan? Cut down the usage of car and turn to public transport? Or write a letter to your company asking for a pay rise? How about finding a new car but not petrol based? Invent something like Flinston’s car? Or just use it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;I guess that the government has looked into this matter closely before making this decision. Maybe they still want to encourage the citizen to make full use of the public transports as what was said in the previous petrol hike. To make the owner to reduce the petrol consumption by increasing the price as it did not work well as the increment made previously was not educative enough. Hopefully this will work this time as there are still room for a rise in the petrol price.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;To make it better, I have a few add-ons to make the reasons better. Firstly, the environment will be cleaner than before. The reduction in the number of cars in the road will definitely reduce the emission of unhealthy or even poisonous gases to the air which means we can save money from buying the decorative trees or plants along the roadside which in return the money can be used for the development of the economy of the country. Secondly, educating the &lt;i&gt;rakyat&lt;/i&gt; to make full use of public transports will be more effective. Many campaigns have been launched but the outcome is not up to the expectations drawn. So by this method, it was hope that it could make a different. Besides, this could reduce the numbers of cars in the roads which in return reduce the number of accidents that occur and also avoid traffic congestion from occurring again. Isn’t that good to us? “One stone kills two birds”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;But the bad news is that we will be facing increment of goods in every corner of Malaysia. Starting from the price of food to appliances and also healthcare products, the rise will definitely be a burden to the poor. Don’t forget that electricity also needs petrol to operate. So, I guess we all have to ask for a pay rise in order to cope with all those increments. Besides, they will be busy answering all the questions thrown by us in this few coming days. So let us wait and see what will happen. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&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/5893140395345740492-3907822640279270508?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/3907822640279270508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/up-and-up-it-goes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3907822640279270508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/3907822640279270508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/up-and-up-it-goes.html' title='Up and Up it goes again. (Petrol)'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438867826035219097</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-6973548930083393868</id><published>2008-06-04T09:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:58:32.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Of My Life</title><content type='html'>This song really got me hooked up even from the first time I listened to it. So I have the intention to share it with all of you. The singer was the winner of the 7th season of American Idol. Try and listen to it and you will know how good it is compared to "ours".Oppss... sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Of My Life, David Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting for my dreams&lt;br /&gt;To turn into something&lt;br /&gt;I could believe in&lt;br /&gt;And looking for that&lt;br /&gt;Magic rainbow&lt;br /&gt;On the horizon&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t see it&lt;br /&gt;Until I let go&lt;br /&gt;Gave into love and watched all the bitterness burn&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m coming alive&lt;br /&gt;Body and soul&lt;br /&gt;And feelin’ my world start to turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll taste every moment&lt;br /&gt;And live it out loud&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time,&lt;br /&gt;This is the time&lt;br /&gt;To be more than a name&lt;br /&gt;Or a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;Time of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto things that vanished&lt;br /&gt;Into the air&lt;br /&gt;Left me in pieces&lt;br /&gt;But now I’m rising from the ashes&lt;br /&gt;Finding my wings&lt;br /&gt;And all that I needed&lt;br /&gt;Was there all along&lt;br /&gt;Within my reach&lt;br /&gt;As close as the beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll taste every moment&lt;br /&gt;And live it out loud&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time,&lt;br /&gt;This is the time to be&lt;br /&gt;More than a name&lt;br /&gt;Or a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;Time of my life&lt;br /&gt;And I’m out on the edge of forever&lt;br /&gt;Ready to run&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;My arms open wide&lt;br /&gt;Face to the sun&lt;br /&gt;I’ll taste every moment&lt;br /&gt;And live it out loud&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time,&lt;br /&gt;This is the time to be&lt;br /&gt;More than a name&lt;br /&gt;Or a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;br /&gt;More than a name&lt;br /&gt;Or a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;Time of my life&lt;br /&gt;Time of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cook——This is our American Idol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-6973548930083393868?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/6973548930083393868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6973548930083393868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/6973548930083393868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-of-my-life.html' title='Time Of My Life'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438867826035219097</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-5869648097628612799</id><published>2008-05-21T08:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:16:34.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Superb Show, HEROES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cooper Black&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So, back to the same topic, what are you going to do this semester break? Outing? Dating? Reading? Or have a nice sleep? Haha....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cooper Black&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For me, I will occupy my time with some nice show like Heroes, Prison Break, Wars of In-Laws and many more. But I strongly recommend the show Heroes to all of you. That show really drives me crazy. The storyline was well developed and it has a lot of suspense genre in it causing you to crave for more. With hunky and handsome characters like Peter and Nathan Petrelli , Sylar and even Mohinder Suresh, the only son of Dr. Chandra Suresh will definitely make all the ladies to watch it over and over again. Don’t forget the actresses, the cheerleader, Claire Bennet and also Niki ( the one I love the most, hehe....),wow are beautiful enough to make you fall for them. Combination of both the plots and also the actors and actresses, they produce a very nice show that should not be missed. Time travelling human which can travels through time and also the Flying Man which can fly you to any place you want within seconds wow.... it is beyond our imagination. How about some one which can heal other no matter what chronic diseases or an undying teenage girl even someone who stays young forever? These are just a part of the heroes in it. Communicating with the machines which can cash out money without any weapon but just touching the machine like what is in Micha is what many people will misuse it when they have that ability. Guess that I am addicted with Heroes hahh... Oh there is one named Sylar who eats others’ brain just to obtain their ability. Imagine that he does not have to move other than his hand with can throw you out of his path? How about cutting your head and also skull by just moving his hand? Hmmm... Impossible hahhh.... But it is possible in Heroes haha... He is the one who tries to destroy our lovely Earth. So let us be the heroes and remember when You Save The Cheerleader, You Save The World. &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/5893140395345740492-5869648097628612799?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/5869648097628612799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/superb-show-heroes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5869648097628612799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/5869648097628612799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/superb-show-heroes.html' title='Superb Show, HEROES'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438867826035219097</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-2739617782150428556</id><published>2008-05-21T08:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:15:08.447+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible Experience In My University</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cooper Black&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For another one and a half months, we all will be back to our university. But this time not as “freshbees” anymore instead it will be upgraded to senior. Is it nice to be seniors? I prefer to stay as juniors as there will be seniors to take care of me. Isn’t that sound better?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cooper Black&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I love to go back to my university but I hate when it comes to the time where we need to pack all our belongings. Huhhh..... 4 boxes are waiting for me to claim them back. 2 of them were damn heavy. Can you imagine each of those 2 weights around 15 to 20 kg per box? What is inside the box? Books and also notes for the juniors. I carried those 2 stupid boxes for more than 4 times all because of the poor management of administration of the store keeping department. Let me begin with this; in my university, the rules are that all of us have to apply for our residential college every year. Unfortunately, I applied one of the college which is situated very far from my faculty and also my current residential college. I have the idea to transfer all my boxes there so that it will be easier for me to claim my stuff by the time I am back to my university. Coincidently, my future roommate has a car at that instant. For sure that will be very convenient for all of us. For the first time, I carried the boxes with the help of others to the car. By the time I reached the office of the new college, it was closed and I have to leave tomorrow. So, what to do? We drove all the way back to our college and no other choice than to keep all of it at our current residential college. Ok, for sure you need to carry all those stuff back to my block level 2 where I used to stay for last two semesters because the store is located there. Then a Malay guy came and told me that the store was already well-occupied. We need to transfer all those boxes to the opposite block because there is the only store which is still available to store our boxes. Ishhhhh....... Feel like want to hit the tut..tut... store keeper who I met in the office when I purchased the sticker. At that night, 6 of us did all of it. Dare to take my challenge? 17 boxes in total to be transferred to the opposite block. From level two of my block to the same level of the other block. For your information, there is no lift but just staircase and level two is the highest level for both the blocks. I don’t want to do that again. But have to when I am back there this July. Aiyo..... Luckily my future residential college possesses lift. I guess there should not be any problem. &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/5893140395345740492-2739617782150428556?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/2739617782150428556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/horrible-experience-in-my-university.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2739617782150428556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/2739617782150428556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/horrible-experience-in-my-university.html' title='Horrible Experience In My University'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438867826035219097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5893140395345740492.post-237861287895053682</id><published>2008-05-15T09:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:29:21.880+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Old days...</title><content type='html'>It has been a week I’m here, Klang. But the joy that I used to feel does not exist this time. Huhh...... I guessed that something was not right with me. So I kept myself in my house for one day and finally I got to know the reasons I felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family will be sad if they knew this. What a silly one. I love the freedom that I have in Johor. I can do anything I want there, but you all know me well right that I won’t do any outrageous stuff, hehe..... Maybe I loved the life there, or I was overjoyed with all my activities there. I, myself don’t really know why but coming back to Klang wasn’t a bad thing either. Hmmm.... maybe this is what we call life where we don’t really know the real intention of us doing something that is hard for us to decide and choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my hometown is something I should do always. As I am staying so far apart from my family for a long period of time sometimes make me feel that I am responsible of something. I again don’t know the “thing” but I would say it is important. Maybe I worried too much but as the eldest, I guess it is normal. Being the eldest, I supposed that I have to play my part well so that my siblings will be on the right track. But do you think that it is possible for 17 years old and 19 years old teenager to listen to what you want to say? Will they obey and follow as what you advice them? Pretty hard right. So, my solution is just say it out and it is up to them to decide and to continuously remind them so that they won’t regret with what path they had chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all those stuff now. Right after our last exams, we had planned to have dinner outside. I went to Senai with my future roommate to get a car from his aunt. Hmmm to my surprise, the city of Senai is not very huge as what I firstly thought. About our dinner, it was steamboat again. But I let me tell you this, what is the feeling when you eat something until you feel like the stomach is going to burst? Haha... Just kidding. The following day, we went to have all our voice screamed out. Followed with a nice and newly aired movie(which was open on the day itself), Ironman, huhhh.... coloured our day. But the most important thing was that my roommate was out with us. It maybe my third or fourth time out with him, but we both enjoyed our day very much. The next day, nothing special but just went out to hang out at McD until the wee hours in the morning. Spending sometimes with my coursemate to chat was very precious too me as it will be some sort of farewell talk before we all be back to our hometown. Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst was the day dated 4th May 2008. This was the day I left my university. I woke up quite late that day. To my surprise when I was on my way out to wash my face, my roommate’s father was on my doorway. Wow... what a morning call!! I was stunned at that moment because I thought that I will leave earlier than Alan but haiz..... I will be the last to leave again. The sad part was that when my roommate was about to leave, huhh.... I don’t dare to look into his eyes because I know myself well, if I insisted to do that then there will be droplet dripping out of my eyes. So we just hugged each other and I don’t dare to look back. Haizzzzz........&lt;br /&gt;On my way back, I messaged some of them and also Alan. And frankly speaking, I was touched with the messages that they replied and my tears did run out of my eyes. The message that made me felt that way was from Alan. It was written this way,&lt;br /&gt;“I wanna say thank you so much for taking care of me for a whole year, thank you for being such a good roommate. I’m sure I’m going to miss all SKK friends. Take care k.”&lt;br /&gt;He was one of us at first but due to some hindrances he has to change his course as he didn’t fulfil some of the criteria required by the course. I don’t know how to reply him. I am sorry Alan because of that matter but please remember that you will always be in my heart because you are my very first roommate and thanks for being such a wonderful roommate of mine. You have changed my attitude indirectly. You listened to each and every of my problems and even guided me to solve some of it. But I would like to say sorry if there were things which I did or hurt you if any. Ok I think I shouldn’t write anymore because I fear it happens again. So, no matter where you are or what you are or even how you are, I will always pray to GOD that you all will be in the best condition all the time and remember keep in touch ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5893140395345740492-237861287895053682?l=keanbeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/feeds/237861287895053682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-old-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/237861287895053682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5893140395345740492/posts/default/237861287895053682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keanbeng.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-old-days.html' title='Back to the Old days...'/><author><name>Kean Beng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438867826035219097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
