<?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-1679008957202757999</id><updated>2011-11-01T09:20:40.954+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Feeling'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='LJokes'/><category term='Cause'/><category term='Studies'/><category term='Fun at Work'/><category term='Most Happening Cell'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='ShoutOut'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Silly'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Weird'/><category term='Science'/><category term='Dr E.'/><category term='The Gang'/><category term='Revelations'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Job'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Prayer request'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='Blessings'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Interesting Facts'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Discoveries'/><category term='Youth'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Discoveries. 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Revelations.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>442</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3940123189952269901</id><published>2011-01-27T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:34:26.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Proclamation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;speaking of power of proclamation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the other day i was supposed to meet buddy for lunch at 1pm in pyramid (she was working at the the convention centre for the Megatex fair). it was a saturday and i was running late already 12.50pm and my car was literally crawling in with the heavy traffic into the parking lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was a li'l worried bout having to go round and round for a parking space (pyramid is famous for its no-parking especially on weekends) since i was already going to be late! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as usual i proclaimed, &lt;b&gt;"God give me a good parking space!"&lt;/b&gt; when i was on my way in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and then i remembered what i shared with my cell members the night before. i told them to pray specifically. not just "please give me good results" as 3As for pmr may be considered as good already. pray specifically like, "please give me 7As for my pmr" or for anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then i corrected my proclamation. i said &lt;b&gt;"God, please give me a parking IN FRONT OF THE ENTRANCE of the RED ZONE &lt;/b&gt;(because red zone's lift will bring me straight to the convention centre) &lt;b&gt;of sunway pyramid. thank you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so as i got in to the carpark, the entire route was stalled with cars (i was at the orange zone that time) and 2 guys were walking towards their car. my eyes followed them through and guess what, the 2nd car in front of me signaled for that parking and i was like, "aiks!" i was a little disappointed before i realise that, hey, i asked for a parking in front of the entrance of red zone. this is not even red zone and its very far from the entrance (heh, no parking somemore dare to demand so much)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;right after that, i made my way all the way to red zone with a li'l shaky faith wondering if this kind of proclamation works or not and guess what. only when i arrived somewhere near the entrance of the red zone, A VAN REVERSED and gave me that parking space RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE ENTRANCE of the RED ZONE once i've arrived when other cars still busy looking for a parking space. and that elevator (at B1) sent me right to the entrance of the convention centre (CP3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how amazing was that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;honestly i believe most of the time we don't believe in all these things and we always feel that our problem is too tiny for God. no! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so people, start using this gift, this power of proclamation that's given to you! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3940123189952269901?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3940123189952269901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3940123189952269901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3940123189952269901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3940123189952269901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2011/01/power-of-proclamation.html' title='The Power of Proclamation.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2177875314086896648</id><published>2011-01-06T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:09:44.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Sodomy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TSXoBXEv9-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/4QXENP8P1Dc/s1600/SNC02181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TSXoBXEv9-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/4QXENP8P1Dc/s400/SNC02181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559104425130194914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i sodomized myself with this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite cool actually. once the liquid goes in, it gives you the same urge like you really need to ease yourself but sad to say, only liquid and gases came out of it. and one miserable nicely coloured and shaped &lt;i&gt;tp&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i don't have enough tp in there la. must find way! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: oh btw, this &lt;i&gt;sodomyprop&lt;/i&gt; very cheap only.  rm1.60 for two, in Guardian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2177875314086896648?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2177875314086896648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2177875314086896648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2177875314086896648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2177875314086896648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-first-sodomy.html' title='My First Sodomy.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TSXoBXEv9-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/4QXENP8P1Dc/s72-c/SNC02181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5371823606040084115</id><published>2011-01-05T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:22:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraordinary Favour in Ordinary Lives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just got back from camp 28th-31st Dec 2010 and i got reminded again on the special favour of God in our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;extraordinary favour in ordinary lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just yesterday i went for movie with buddy. we were kinda arguing to pay and the careless me passed rm50 to the ticketing counter and walked away with the tickets without the extra change back. forgotten! carelessness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 hours later when we went to get snacks for the movie, i wanted to pay and just found out that i don't have any small change. only then i realise that i forgotten to get back the change after buying the tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we planned to ask the ticketing counter and see, but look, there's no receipts or any sort of real proofs to show or to demand for my loss. i mean, they could have said that they've already passed the money to me or i might lost it on my way or something. there's no proof! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but guess what, by faith, i went up to the same guy and asked if he could remember us and related the entire incident to him and he actually remember us and passed back the exact change to us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what is it if its not God's favour! it was so inevitable that both Jay and i are still amazed and impressed (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling, and even more beautiful, is knowing that you are the reason behind it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8455542591963717072?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8455542591963717072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8455542591963717072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8455542591963717072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8455542591963717072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6896567959110825551</id><published>2010-12-04T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T02:20:19.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02.12.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TPkn6xs9y2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/QoKuoWr9NPY/s1600/0212-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TPkqRlVVJ7I/AAAAAAAAA2M/bkzi7o-JGmg/s400/0212-3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546510897651197874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TPkn8FHi1nI/AAAAAAAAA18/H9mXZF96thY/s1600/0212-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TPkn8FHi1nI/AAAAAAAAA18/H9mXZF96thY/s400/0212-4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546508329202931314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope the surprise was pleasant and you enjoyed yourself! Hope you love the gift too. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6896567959110825551?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6896567959110825551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6896567959110825551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6896567959110825551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6896567959110825551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/12/021210.html' title='02.12.10'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TPkn6xs9y2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/QoKuoWr9NPY/s72-c/0212-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6125101333042592522</id><published>2010-11-05T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T18:23:02.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just only the other day, i was caught in a bad crawl along Jalan Pudu and on my right was Wisma Magnum. This building looks new, standing tall amongst the other buildings there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i took a little time off to observe, i saw the grandprize jackpot's figure, stated with red-coloured digital figures of the entrance wall. MYR 7 xxx xxx, it reads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;other than that, i also saw quite a number of old man, definitely passed their retiring age, in their bermuda khakis shorts and short-sleeved shirts, loitering at the corridor of this building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;instead of despising them as gamblers, my heart actually felt for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i believe, these men, they'd know the probability of hitting the jackpot prize is almost impossible. however, they'd still continue buying those tickets hoping that they'd be the lucky one hitting the jackpot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;these people, they're not exactly those that only hope that large sum of money would &lt;i&gt;drop&lt;/i&gt; for them and do not need to work forever. &lt;b&gt;these people are actually buying hopes, they're buying chance, they're buying dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if only they know that He's their hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just like my grandpa. He buys those 4D (i think) for the past decades and he has not even won rm300. Apparently its just a game and its okay to lose. He was daydreaming the other time when i visited him and he was so excited and imagine that if he wins it, he's gonna use all the money on us (his grandchildren) who wants to study. He wants to pay for all my education and hope that i continue studying till i finish my PhD or medicine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See, at his old age he's not hoping for more like, driving a new car or getting a bigger house or go travelling. Apparently his joy is in us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, so this is what I mean by &lt;i&gt;buying hope&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: fyi i'm not condoning any gambling activities here. Just like God, He hates sins, but He loves sinners (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6125101333042592522?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6125101333042592522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6125101333042592522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6125101333042592522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6125101333042592522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/11/magnum.html' title='Magnum.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4295999049502752857</id><published>2010-10-05T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:09:03.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Listens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so i whispered a little prayer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh, He heard me! what a joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friend, i'm so proud of you! i challenge you to get well even sooner so that we can have dinner together and play badminton together k? be strong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4295999049502752857?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4295999049502752857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4295999049502752857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4295999049502752857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4295999049502752857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/10/he-listens.html' title='He Listens.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3047793707348174335</id><published>2010-10-02T01:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T02:07:41.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Unwell Is Part of Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is this the not-feeling-well season or what? so many people around me seemed to be unwell. first agnes, then buddy also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it may be just a common cold, but i dont know why i'm super worried for buddy when she first got it. and it aches me whenever she tells me the negative progressions and how i wish i could anything for her. it may be a normal thing to fall sick once a while, but somehow this time i really prayed hard for her speedy recovery so that she could enjoy her trip and will not feel unwell. i feel so helpless but to be by her side at all time and do whatever i can, those little things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank God you're alot better now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today for the very first time in my life, i entered the ICU to visit a friend. and oh my, i was totally shocked and just can't accept the fact. seeing all the tubes being connected to her all over, unable to move or talk or omg, this is just sick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my heart sank when i found out that she actually collapsed with no heart beat and pulse, and the paramedics and doctors had to resuscitate her with CPR. and even that, she was on life support for both her heart and lungs.  her liver's damaged too, and her kidneys can't seemed to function well and she's temporarily on dialysis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i literally stoned not knowing what to do or say when i met her, a friend that i could hardly recognise because of the water retention and swelling all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i whispered a little prayer and i believe He is watching over her (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3047793707348174335?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3047793707348174335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3047793707348174335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3047793707348174335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3047793707348174335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/10/being-unwell-is-part-of-life.html' title='Being Unwell Is Part of Life.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4777108511475115267</id><published>2010-09-24T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:09:00.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just some random updates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;BMR status progress: not too sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;drink lots of water -- positive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have lots of sleep -- negative (haven't been sleeping well for the past week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;chronic stress -- positive (work!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh no! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(but on the other hand, i lost 2 kgs. i don't know if its the stress thing or what. not good, i need an increase metabolism rate. like, really badly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh, The Cousins and i have registered for the Nike City Run this coming 10.10.10. Probably the pre-training for this run would help to increase my BMR a little more *fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Discipline, i really need the discipline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just bid goodbye to Quarter 3 and welcoming Quarter 4 with open arms. Thank God for His grace and favour. If not for them, I don't think I would have made it to hit the horrendous target for Q3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Q4, I'm expecting good news from you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;October and November's gonna be busy busy months. Not to mention the weekends I've gotta spend with Nestle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nov - Diabetes Month? A.K.A more events!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dec - yay camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I was at Pappa Rich with Buddy. A girl actually sent a waitress to our table to pass us a note asking if we could be her friend. With phone numbers included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talking bout boldness act!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was driving back on NKVE just now and this line kept flashing in my cerebrum: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;do the right thing at the right time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;probably a gentle reminder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just like how the Apostle Paul puts it, "the things that I should to do, I don't do. The things that I shouldn't do, I do." Heh, yeah somewhere along that line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh, does that includes falling in love with someone at the wrong time too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4777108511475115267?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4777108511475115267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4777108511475115267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4777108511475115267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4777108511475115267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-some-random-updates-bmr-status.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4676912957935799726</id><published>2010-09-16T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:06:11.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chinese Believes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TJHbhz-Oh_I/AAAAAAAAA0I/__B6l5EROX0/s1600/IMG_7844.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. that after taking these, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TJHbhz-Oh_I/AAAAAAAAA0I/__B6l5EROX0/s400/IMG_7844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517432392438941682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(peanut root soup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll grow taller! its like some kind of secret remedy. i had quite a few bowl back in those days but nope, i'm still me, i mean my height. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another belief is that when we take too much of kangkung (water spinach), we'll get cramps. apparently another name for this veg is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;抽筋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;菜 (cramp vegetable) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and its believed that one who takes this will get leg cramps at night because of its &lt;i&gt;cooling&lt;/i&gt; element. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeap, i had leg cramps again this morning at 6.37am. it was so painful when the muscle pulls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe the chinese may be right sometimes (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4676912957935799726?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4676912957935799726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4676912957935799726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4676912957935799726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4676912957935799726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/09/chinese-believes.html' title='The Chinese Believes...'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TJHbhz-Oh_I/AAAAAAAAA0I/__B6l5EROX0/s72-c/IMG_7844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6741622421477916414</id><published>2010-09-13T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:20:01.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;happy 5th buddyship day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may &lt;i&gt;caci&lt;/i&gt; me all you want but i still like you. thanks for being my buddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tight hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6741622421477916414?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6741622421477916414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6741622421477916414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6741622421477916414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6741622421477916414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-5th-buddyship-day.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5496256316269591892</id><published>2010-09-07T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:46:39.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobies Insights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how true is this la, but which insane man would like to just look/stare at boobies for 10 minutes everyday? When looking/staring, I'm imagining hands-free i.e no other&lt;i&gt; activities&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TIZdLT2WRNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Nmf9gyCqBaQ/s1600/boobies+and+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TIZcWyH-DqI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Xfk6uBEpkfo/s1600/boobies+and+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TIZcWyH-DqI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Xfk6uBEpkfo/s400/boobies+and+man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514196340243828386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay la, even if they want to, which wife to let them exercise for 10 mins everyday? Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TIZdLT2WRNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Nmf9gyCqBaQ/s400/boobies+and+woman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514197242649920722" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 366px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And oh buddy, shouldn't you be thankful that I've saved your&lt;i&gt; assets&lt;/i&gt;. And I'm still trying to save others' ones too! (: *superman in action heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1679008957202757999-5496256316269591892?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5496256316269591892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5496256316269591892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5496256316269591892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5496256316269591892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/09/boobies-insights.html' title='Boobies Insights.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TIZcWyH-DqI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Xfk6uBEpkfo/s72-c/boobies+and+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4666240956496265758</id><published>2010-09-05T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:38:24.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Tummy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: buy me a drink, buddy :) now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;friend: Whoa. Demanding. Where are you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: Pj. Get a change first k. Duwan hitachi :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;friend: Walao. Sien chi. Den i better mandi first la&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: Better be fast :) buddy has curfew :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;friend: Reli ah? Change shirt enuf or not. Coz u got curfew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: haha up to you :) i like you the way you are. wait no, not with hitachi :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;friend: kns&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was I really that demanding? Thanks for the drinks and food, buddy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4666240956496265758?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4666240956496265758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4666240956496265758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4666240956496265758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4666240956496265758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/09/blessed-tummy.html' title='Blessed Tummy.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6416325716642933059</id><published>2010-08-31T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:40:22.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Citizen's View.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly 53 years ago, the word "Merdeka" was yelled 3 times and great cheers from the crowd was heard. At that time,  gratefulness, thankfulness, freedom, liberty --- all these feelings were expressed and felt all at once. No more bondages, no more tortures, no more outsiders --- just us, the Malaysian, we were once one. united. the chinese-indian-malay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we ate together, we played together, we go to school and receive education together. there were no differences in colours, we were once all colour-blind and there was only one colour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that was 53 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, its all different. even when the song &lt;i&gt;Negaraku&lt;/i&gt; is aired on national radio and televisions, not many would appreciate or even stand up straight to sing in respect. the feeling of thankfulness for independence, the feeling of togetherness is no longer there.. thanks to some jokers who tried pulling the races apart separating everyone into individual entities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if only people would start to realise and to appreciate the contributions from each races for this country. if only people would start to realise how we could each play our role, stand up and be counted to lift this country up to another level, a different phase. i bet things can be changed and positive outcomes will be seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;For greater things have yet to come, and greater things are still to be done in this city&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i may not be a patriotic citizen, but deep down, my blood still belong to this country and i'm proud to say that i'm a malaysian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;happy independence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6416325716642933059?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6416325716642933059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6416325716642933059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6416325716642933059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6416325716642933059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/citizens-view.html' title='A Citizen&apos;s View.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7130252484127979900</id><published>2010-08-17T11:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:17:36.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Doesn't Exist Without Sacrifice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I put this line in my facebook and my boss thought why am i suddenly all emo about love. its not true la. i actually kinda grasp this line from &lt;i&gt;The Last Airbender&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It spoke to me right away. Whenever people mention the word&lt;i&gt; love&lt;/i&gt;, everyone will straight away refer to the boy-girl-relationship kind of love but its not necessary just that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And love doesn't exist without sacrifice.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just like if &lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt; hadn't loved us, He wouldn't sacrificed Himself for us on the cross 2010 years ago while we were all still sinners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If our &lt;b&gt;parents&lt;/b&gt; hadn't loved us, they wouldn't sacrifice their money, time and energy to nurture us, to discipline us (which we usually take it as something negative), to educate us and all. They could have spend their hard-earned money on good vacations and to buy themselves things they like but nope. They'd rather use those money to pay for our (tertiary) education and to get all the necessary money to sustain the family. They could have gotten themselves Iphone but instead they'd just do with their basic-function Nokia mobiles. With their money, they could have gotten themselves a BMW 5 series or Mercedes Benz E class but they'd just do with their Toyota Vios E series or even Proton cars. But those are their hard-earned wages and they themselves deserve the best, instead they'd use them for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if we hadn't loved our &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt;, we wouldn't drive all the way up to PJ to pick a friend up for a meal and send our friend back. We wouldn't fetch our friend to school in KL and pick her later on at night when KL city looks like a dead town filled with danger at night. We wouldn't take the extra mile to make sure they've taken their meals, or if they're safe at home and superbly don't mind getting caught in a bad traffic just to spend slightly more time with them. If we hadn't loved our friend, we wouldn't sacrifice not seeing that person or contacting that person like we usually do when their loved ones are with them and tried not to put our friend in a state of dilemma and at the same time wanting them to know that they are not forgetten and we're still here when they're caught in the love bubble. If we hadn't loved our friend, we wouldn't mind being hurt and disappointed by their acts and bear it on our own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And of course if we hadn't loved our &lt;b&gt;gf/bf&lt;/b&gt;, we wouldn't save all our money or to work part time just to get them something really nice like an Ipod or a watch just to see their smile. If we hadn't loved our gf/bf, we wouldn't go all miles to catch a glimpse of them from afar when its not very convenient for ourselves to appear for some reasons. If we hadn't loved our gf/bf, we wouldnt go against our parents or tried making a stand for our loved ones when parents feel otherwise.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look, all those examples given above are examples of sacrifices -- be it money, energy, time. But if it wasn't for love, these sacrifices will carry no significance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-7130252484127979900?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7130252484127979900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7130252484127979900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7130252484127979900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7130252484127979900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-doesnt-exist-without-sacrifice.html' title='Love Doesn&apos;t Exist Without Sacrifice.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8739027466082129046</id><published>2010-08-16T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:46:28.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I or Should I Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;have been quite indecisive lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to make a decision, one may need to consider every other factors and the possible outcomes to the decision made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its alot easier said than done, like to follow what our hearts want or what we like etc. but the something that we like may sound like some selfish ambition kind of decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but whats the point of doing something that we're not keen at but just for the sake of pleasing everyone around us right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and what about a decision thats gonna determine how our life's going to be ahead. the commitments and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and what i was considering this morning is, should or should not continue my degree in MBBS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;actually this question is not something sudden, it has been a burden in me for quite a while already after finding out that my Medical Science degree can be converted to MBBS and get some units exempted. alongside with encouragements from the doctors (my customers) that i meet. most of them got a little personal once they see my namecard with my stated qualification and my status currently is like im neither here nor there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but there are alot of other factors too. like, where? which university that allows conversion? finances? how long more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;or should i just continue working like now and do just like the others and take everything as part of lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lately, im really in need of encouragements and motivations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8739027466082129046?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8739027466082129046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8739027466082129046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8739027466082129046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8739027466082129046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title='Should I or Should I Not?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4313517149736363571</id><published>2010-08-13T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:25:23.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th. Jinx?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reluctant to wake up this morning and i continued snoozing the alarm. At the same time I cannot afford to be late to work 'cause I've a meeting to attend. And out of a very rare sight, &lt;i&gt;dad woke me up this morning!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw a missed call and received a good morning text message from buddy at 6.56am. Totally made my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rushed and headed off to work but left later than usual time. Proclaimed and the &lt;i&gt;traffic got really smooth and either the traffic light turns green or the police wave a "go" for me for all traffic junctions&lt;/i&gt;. So yay!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrived office &lt;i&gt;on time!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like Friday the 13th is not that bad after all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually it depends on what belief that you hold on to. If you believe that today's gonna be a bad day, whatever you do you'll have this belief that things won't work out right and it &lt;i&gt;wont &lt;/i&gt;work out right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On contrary, if you believe things will be good and its gonna be a productive day, it will be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I was looking forward in seeing buddy after days of meeting each other and that spurs up my excitement for today even more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, Happy 4 Months, buddy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot do it alone, let's walk this buddyship together. I thank God for you. I'm looking forward for the 5th month, 6th month, x months and years to come! I know i've been quite demanding and all, thanks for bearing with me all these while and be so accommodating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again for being my buddy! *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4313517149736363571?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4313517149736363571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4313517149736363571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4313517149736363571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4313517149736363571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-13th-jinx.html' title='Friday the 13th. Jinx?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5493984291404504537</id><published>2010-08-10T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:34:30.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just saw some of the old pictures posted up by a once-used-to-be a quite close friend to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the pictures definitely brought back good (and bad) memories. we used to hang out together, doing things together, sharing with one another but i dont quite see that anymore. worse still, the discomfort feeling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;partly its my bad. i think i really have quit putting effort in the friendship when i dont see much responses from the other party. it may be fine for the beginning, but it grew quite tiring with time. when you tried pressing on to something that may not work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to let go or not to? was i even doing the right thing from the beginning? to move on with life or to hope that things will get back to be like before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess the answer is, go with the flow. but wait, effortlessly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5493984291404504537?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5493984291404504537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5493984291404504537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5493984291404504537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5493984291404504537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-saw-some-of-old-pictures-posted-up.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5789658999813688670</id><published>2010-08-05T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:39:46.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soury Food Aids in Digestion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the common misconceptions by many is that eating/drinking soury food aids in digestion or can help one to lose weight ('cause digest faster). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And before I could blog this out, i just heard my buddy sharing in this same misconception too! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why would I say its not true? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;High acidity food (low pH) shares in the same property as the HCl (gastric juice) in our stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Functions of HCl in our stomach: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;kill all the microorganisms in our stomach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;provide an acidic medium for the enzymes (pepsin and rennin) in our stomach to act optimumly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets say we drink &lt;i&gt;limau ais&lt;/i&gt; (soury) when we eat our &lt;i&gt;maggi goreng &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;(food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, when the &lt;i&gt;limau ais&lt;/i&gt; enters our stomach, it'll work hand-in-hand with our gastric juice to kill the microbes that we ingest in alongside when we savour our &lt;i&gt;maggi goreng&lt;/i&gt;. Other than that, it'd also prepare an acidic medium for protein digestion to take place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Protein digestion.&lt;/b&gt; Yes, thats my point! There are only 2 enzymes present in our stomach, i.e pepsin and rennin and both these enzymes &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; aid in the digestion of protein. So whats the protein composition in our &lt;i&gt;maggi goreng&lt;/i&gt;? The eggs? The tofu? Nothing much i presume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, tell me, how would soury food help in our digestion (talking bout digesting our &lt;i&gt;maggi goreng&lt;/i&gt;) when only protein would benefit from it? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, I mentioned only digestion in our stomach 'cause digestions in other parts of our gastrointestinal tract (duodenum, pancreas, ileum etc) all &lt;i&gt;tak boleh&lt;/i&gt; work optimumly with low pH one. The digestive enzymes in those areas work in their very own optimum pH (pH7-8) or alkaline. Stomach is the &lt;i&gt;only &lt;/i&gt;GIT part that works well with acidic medium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just something to ponder upon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5789658999813688670?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5789658999813688670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5789658999813688670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5789658999813688670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5789658999813688670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/soury-food-aids-in-digestion.html' title='Soury Food Aids in Digestion?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6971143311040565417</id><published>2010-08-03T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:27:18.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BMR update #1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Buddy kept asking me what's my progress for my increase-in-BMR-mission. I'm not sure if she's really really concerned bout my progress or she just has nothing to say/ask me for those point of time. Its not something immediate and the results will not be so evident in such short period of time la. Today's just like the Day 3 or so? Give me 3 months buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway I was reading yesterday while waiting for someone, and I found out the 3 culprits to my lowered BMR now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(chronic) stress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lack of sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lack of fluid (H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;O)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gone la, gone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;looks like if i really aim to succeed, i guess i really need to kick some bad habit away mannn~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6971143311040565417?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6971143311040565417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6971143311040565417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6971143311040565417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6971143311040565417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/bmr-update-1.html' title='BMR update #1.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5714496264924445484</id><published>2010-08-01T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:55:22.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Memory?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember vividly that when i was in form 5, my mom made me take &lt;i&gt;gingko&lt;/i&gt; and salmon fish oil everyday just because i told her i have bad memory. it was true, up to a certain extend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When it comes to subjects that require reading and remembering like history or biology or moral, i just cant seem to remember anything but only some touch n go points here and there. my memory power was really bad and mom worried that i'd fail these subjects if the reason for the failure was my memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh well, if memory power was really that bad, i believe by right i wouldn't even remember those 'steps' of formulae applications for additional mathematics, like how to get those figures or if more, the long and complicated chemical equations? or the structural formula of each chemical molecule? or the principle behind each physical reaction by the molecular forces or whatnot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my question is, is memory something subtle? if we cant seem to remember an occasion or something, should we blame on the memory power or the subject to it? like, the subject is not of any importance or significance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i personally believe its the latter. its not so much on we're-borned-with-bad-memory but its the subject that matters. if its all about something (or someone) we love, we care or something (or someone) dear to us, we tend to remember every single detail bout them. but if its otherwise and insignificant in our life, we'd just choose float by and be ignorant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well after all we've only limited space in our cerebral, haven't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5714496264924445484?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5714496264924445484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5714496264924445484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5714496264924445484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5714496264924445484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/08/bad-memory.html' title='Bad Memory?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8357455904555241516</id><published>2010-07-30T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:11:41.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know what, I'm disgusted with myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proclaimation: So as of today (Jul 30th), I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to increase my basal metabolic rate. Okay, scratch the &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;need &lt;/i&gt;sounds like an understatement. I mean, I MUST increase my BMR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, so, thank You! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8357455904555241516?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8357455904555241516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8357455904555241516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8357455904555241516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8357455904555241516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-what-im-disgusted-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4233616736287176544</id><published>2010-07-28T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:38:09.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Miracle Indeed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yet again today i experienced Your faithfulness in my life. That was indeed a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say, thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4233616736287176544?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4233616736287176544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4233616736287176544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4233616736287176544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4233616736287176544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/07/miracle-indeed.html' title='A Miracle Indeed.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2607418062493962015</id><published>2010-07-25T00:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:00:13.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Buddy with Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i always tell my students to study with love. or whatever we do, we do with love. heh yeah, even when working or being a friend to someone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lei jo cho yat, ngo jo sap ng &lt;/i&gt;(canto); familiar or not this phrase? in english, its something like an eye for an eye. i guess this is one of the commonest scenarios in the world where everyone complies with such attitude. everything starts in us. i admit i may be one of them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we all may be living in the world but we're not of the world. at least, i beg to differ. i dont know how long this may last (or at least please give me a gentle nudge if i ever forget), but as of today onwards, July 25th 2010, i'd love to proclaim that i want to take the extra mile in things that i do. i want to show you the extra effort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you're not nice to me, i'd stil be nice to you. if you're nice to me, i want to be nicer than you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;heh, so thats to buddy with love. sounds easy but guess its not that easy, at least for me la. i definitely need the discipline and the compliances. and oh, i really hope no one will take me for granted for it. i cannot doubt that weariness will take place, but i hope you'd stand with me, and run this race with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;previously, i really insist on both ways communication (even now, i hope they'd still be two ways). like previously, if i've texted you and you don't reply, i won't bother texting you anymore. or if i've called you or made a move to meet you but you don't seemed keen, then i'd not call you until you call me. or i don't bother requesting for hugs anymore if you do it for the sake of doing it, or poke jokes after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, if you don't reply i think i'll continue bugging you with smses. now, if you're not interested and don't bother bout me, i'd choose to care more for you and be there for you at all times whenever needed. now, if you think you'd trouble me when you wanna ask favours from me, i'd go all the miles just to meet your needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and, i don't do these to impress you, or to make you feel bad, but i just want to be nice. just because i live in the world but i'm not of the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and yes, to buddy with love &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh, i had &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; of the sweetest dream last night! &lt;3&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a dream to remember? heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1679008957202757999-2607418062493962015?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2607418062493962015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2607418062493962015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2607418062493962015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2607418062493962015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-buddy-with-love.html' title='To Buddy with Love.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2864150507150976801</id><published>2010-07-23T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T00:24:29.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Miracle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;july. it was just the beginning of this month that i wasn't keen on this month's incoming. i don't like changes as i'm already anticipating the expected. i'm not prepared and i don't know how much will it affect my current life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the crucial week has came and gone. now's the just the aftermath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what are the changes you may ask. are the outcome positive or negative? can i positify all the expected negativity? i don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all i know, i'm really tired. i'm exhausted already in this race. the hills seemed so high and i wasn't sure if i had enough breath to climb them. i haven't gotten trained enough, i'm unprepared. i hope not much damages were done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now, all i aimed to do is to wipe clean the memories that took place during this period. and move on. it definitely would have left some scars but i heard some &lt;i&gt;dermatix&lt;/i&gt; would help reduce the severeness of it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was punched, i was kicked, i was left out. in the dark. all alone to face this valley of life. i could feel my priority and ranking in life got demoted from 3 to probably 7 now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all i know i'll survive. i was born a fighter, not with my own strength or might of course! thank You, Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;like how amanda aptly puts it, when one door is closed, God will open another door for us. just don't give up on Him and continue believing. I thank You once again for this miracle, yet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've gotta move on now. if no one in the world appreciates me or be with me in the lowest time, He will. apparently He sees my strengths in the midst of my weaknesses. He sees my potential when i fail in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the only way to draw near to Him is through brokenness. 'cause only He can make me whole! my ego, my pride, my selfishness, all my masked emotions cannot be brought in, when i'm meeting Him in the holy of holies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.. even when i &lt;i&gt;secretly&lt;/i&gt; still hope that things were never changed. and you're still you... though the truth in reality says no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2864150507150976801?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2864150507150976801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2864150507150976801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2864150507150976801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2864150507150976801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-miracle.html' title='Another Miracle.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1004825890318760752</id><published>2010-07-13T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:20:28.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TDxXs12D5PI/AAAAAAAAAzo/FPvqLyiVNeo/s1600/IMG_7557.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes. Nobody likes changes. Especially when we're already in a comfortable state, when we're already so comfy with everything's that around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as much as don't like them, changes will still take place. We can run, we can hide, we can dislike, we can try-to-forget but changes will still take place when they need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, how ready are we in accepting it. Because changes can take place, but outcome could be different. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the latter&lt;/span&gt; depends on our choices and how are we accepting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, this week is a rather worth-to-mark-down week. Because changes will be taking place. Of people and usual routined-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I supposed we have to make it a good one. Unless we want the otherwise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I want to thank God for everything that He has placed in my life, loved ones and good company. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TDxXs12D5PI/AAAAAAAAAzo/FPvqLyiVNeo/s1600/IMG_7557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TDxXs12D5PI/AAAAAAAAAzo/FPvqLyiVNeo/s400/IMG_7557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493362073364849906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! Happy 3 months, Buddy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1004825890318760752?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1004825890318760752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1004825890318760752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1004825890318760752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1004825890318760752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/07/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TDxXs12D5PI/AAAAAAAAAzo/FPvqLyiVNeo/s72-c/IMG_7557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4753946660248257577</id><published>2010-06-14T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:45:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 Months, Buddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Buddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are alot of things that I wanna thank you for and the list would go on and on, and you wouldn't want them here, I know. Heh! Anyway, in short I'm thankful for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TBUIchbrOII/AAAAAAAAAzY/4kjMul7jCio/s1600/IMG_7112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TBUIchbrOII/AAAAAAAAAzY/4kjMul7jCio/s400/IMG_7112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482297407497255042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really rockets and its 2 months already. Really hope to see this buddy-ship going strong, months after months, and years after years! And I'd remember not to utter Clause #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TBUI79i_izI/AAAAAAAAAzg/euTATfOCXJc/s1600/IMG_7508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TBUI79i_izI/AAAAAAAAAzg/euTATfOCXJc/s400/IMG_7508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482297947620084530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I've never expected this buddy-ship to bloom so quickly and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak-kai&lt;/span&gt; seems to be real eh &lt;s&gt;(or are you that predictable actually? Oops)&lt;/s&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, if only I remember, then i wouldn't regret so much now. Nevermind, at least I saw you. Happy 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; month, Buddy! *Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4753946660248257577?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4753946660248257577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4753946660248257577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4753946660248257577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4753946660248257577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-2-months-buddy.html' title='Happy 2 Months, Buddy!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/TBUIchbrOII/AAAAAAAAAzY/4kjMul7jCio/s72-c/IMG_7112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8601095315228016081</id><published>2010-05-27T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:36:50.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie day with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jay&lt;/span&gt; and her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bestie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;(btw what's her name again ah?)&lt;/s&gt; today. Shrek 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one who was so excited while the other two just give the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay-la&lt;/span&gt; look, as they haven't watched the part 1 and part 2 of Shrek holding on to the believe that Shrek is some kind of kiddy show? Oh, thats just so wrong right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the jokes and creativity with words (i like!), watching this actually taught me things and &lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;they serve as great reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, many a time we tend to take people around us for granted. We take our family, our loved ones, our friends for granted especially when life goes so mundane and routine? Thats when we wished that we could be like before, that we wouldn't need to be committed, do things freely and as we wish, and be our old-selves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to mutter under our breath, complaining bout stuffs. It is only when we lose them, then only we'd learn how to treasure and appreciate them. Thats when regrets would come flooding in, and the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only&lt;/span&gt; kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends, I now declare that I wanna treasure everyone around me and would not take things for granted. Give me a nudge if I don't. Some of you who are entitled for hugs from me, claim them okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddy&lt;/span&gt;, this applies to you too k. I really hope this buddy-ship doesn't end in July *fingers-crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8601095315228016081?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8601095315228016081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8601095315228016081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8601095315228016081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8601095315228016081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/05/shrek.html' title='Shrek!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1846277681923075274</id><published>2010-05-12T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:11:01.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sync.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its unique how important it is when our heartbeat has to be in sync with our pulse and breathing mechanism. if they don't, our body will go haywire and might shut down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;usually during a heart transplant, the donor's heart would usually be placed in an ice box to freeze and keep the heart until it reaches the recipient's body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the cardiac muscles of the transplanted heart will contract and relax but the rhythm of the donor might differ from the recipient's. thats where and when the transplanted heart would spend some time in there (recipient's), trying to tune in and be in sync with the rest of the organs, contracting and relaxing in a sync-ed rhythm in order for the transplanted patient to survive and grow strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as for now, i know just because we haven't hung out as much as before and causes our heart to not beat at the same frequency as before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i promise, in no time, i'd try my best to place mine next to yours again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to sync them and there we'd be back in sync soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lets do this together, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1846277681923075274?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1846277681923075274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1846277681923075274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1846277681923075274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1846277681923075274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-sync.html' title='In Sync.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7342602707958116520</id><published>2010-05-02T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:25:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sometimes i hope that i can turn back time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i secretly wished that your soul could be with me to witness everything of everyday of my life.. and that you could see it for yourself what has been happening. and not by you hearing from the third party.. i believe no one would bad-mouth me but hearing a different version of stories can definitely create different (or maybe wrong) impressions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like this cold silence without me knowing whats really going on. at least, let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i secretly wished that there's cctv in life that i could rewind pause and play to see what has been going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i afraid most is to lose you, this friendship, and i really wanna protect it if i could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been really transparent to you, and i hope you can see my heart through and through, nothing but a genuine friendship to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hurts alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway there's nothing much i can i do right now but to hope and to pray. with time, i hope clearer pictures can be seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-7342602707958116520?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7342602707958116520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7342602707958116520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7342602707958116520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7342602707958116520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-hope-that-i-can-turn-back.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1519243730473417267</id><published>2010-04-30T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:34:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complicated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;us humans are really funny creations. okay la, unique i mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we do what we shouldn't do, we don't do what we should. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we want what we cannot get. and with the implanted natural greed in us, even when we get finally get what we want, we want more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more ultimately, we make things complicated when things are actually really simple. we'd like to be called the intellectuals, bragging our complicated and complex brain that we have when compared to other species in the animal kingdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example, 1 + 1 is 2. thats it. but us human wont believe its just that. we'd like to try factorizing them and then differentiating them and then adding in some integrations and after completing calculations in 6 sheets of exam pads, then only to realise that we can't get the answer. then we became frustrated. and a genuine little kid comes up to us stating shouldn't it just be 2 since its 1 plus 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like it or not, our lives are like that. we like to make things complicated and find issues and can't settle them and be angry with ourselves, with people around us and only to know that the solution is one simple one. if only we sit back, breathe in and see from another perspective, everything can be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;personally, i believe and i like the child-like faith and i believe each and everyone of us still has this instilled in us, just that we'd prefer to bury them real deep underneath and overshadowed by this character called The Ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and fyi, childlike-faith differs from being childish okay. they are two different separate entities altogether&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1519243730473417267?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1519243730473417267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1519243730473417267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1519243730473417267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1519243730473417267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/04/complicated.html' title='complicated.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3596883701979999417</id><published>2010-04-20T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:29:35.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Like Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say life is like a roller coaster. It'll go up and down and up and down and thankfully not stagnant. Only dead people has a straight and stagnant pulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others would say that life is like a box of chocolate. You wont know what is it until you open it up. Bittersweet --- apparently thats the best-tasting ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself, I'd like to think its like a drama. We're the producer, the director, the actors/actresses as well as the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its really funny when you got so involved watching the drama of your good friend's life like as if you're living in it too? Like, you're emotionally affected too when the emotions of the heroes/heroins  in the drama that you're watching are? I guess thats when we should compliment the script writer and also the director of this drama. Or maybe the actors too since they can portray them well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that i was rather affected by this good friend's drama of life. That probably explains a li'l bout the unknown not-in-the-mood and restless feeling I had for the past one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might not know which other friends are affected by you too. Remember the Energy Law of Physics? Energy cannot be destroyed and created. They only can be transferred and change in forms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-3596883701979999417?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3596883701979999417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3596883701979999417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3596883701979999417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3596883701979999417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-like-drama.html' title='Life Is A Like Drama'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6153051081784156559</id><published>2010-03-24T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:51:00.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>Boss? I like mine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to count all my blessings, one of them is my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i've heard so many people complaining bout their bosses and how they're treated etc. In contrary, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super &lt;/span&gt;thankful that I'm blessed with a real good boss; a boss who stands by my side, supporting me and trusting me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not just a boss but also a friend to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd listen to us, and help us whenever an issue arises. We'd play hard, we'd laugh loud, we'd party much and we'd work smart and hit all our targets together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh btw, today she offered me a hug too, just to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; me back. How sweet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-6153051081784156559?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6153051081784156559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6153051081784156559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6153051081784156559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6153051081784156559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/03/boss-i-like-mine.html' title='Boss? I like mine!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5116487892380889918</id><published>2010-03-24T01:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:22:48.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>No Meows Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe your real intention wasn't to really thank me but you just came across this annoying winking cat that somehow resembles you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/S6j2raCbEjI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/G_VqscPzrzc/s1600-h/meow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/S6j2raCbEjI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/G_VqscPzrzc/s400/meow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451878574516277810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really don't know if I should be angry or laugh. You can be really annoying eh (but sometimes the way i like it). Aiyo i don't know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what our brand manager told me today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can see that she always bully you and you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;willing&lt;/span&gt; to be bullied"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter sentence, not really a question but a statement? I wanted to deny, and then i cant seem to find a concrete denial point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I replied, "Maybe its not because its her and thats why im willing to be bullied. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; doesn't even bully me last time, so i can't tell. Looks like I'm never a senior :("&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're just, playful? But I like (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5116487892380889918?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5116487892380889918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5116487892380889918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5116487892380889918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5116487892380889918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-don.html' title='No Meows Please!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/S6j2raCbEjI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/G_VqscPzrzc/s72-c/meow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3413871098759817392</id><published>2010-03-07T02:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:37:40.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><title type='text'>Prawn's Shell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was another good time with them in Seoul Garden just now! &lt;b&gt;Yune-ine&lt;/b&gt;, thanks for organizing it again! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The usual too-scientist me got a little random today and posted &lt;b&gt;Junie&lt;/b&gt; and the rest this question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you all wonder what will happen to us if we eat the prawn's shell as well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_4542.jpg" alt="prawn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My answer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll feel bloated. Reason? Prawn's shells are calcium carbonate (CaCO&lt;sub&gt;3&lt;/sub&gt;). When they arrive at our stomach, our gastric juice (hydrochloric acid) will react with the prawn's shell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CaCO&lt;sub&gt;3&lt;/sub&gt; + 2HCl ---&gt; CaCl&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; + CO&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; + H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note the production of CO&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;? So yeah.. *burp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 310px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_4540.jpg" alt="prawn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, this picture looks wrong. Quite disturbing &lt;i&gt;lehh&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3413871098759817392?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3413871098759817392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3413871098759817392&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3413871098759817392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3413871098759817392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/03/prawns-shell.html' title='Prawn&apos;s Shell.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5148625054473348684</id><published>2010-02-12T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T01:24:05.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>How Ironic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventhough you cheekily spammed my wall in my absence, thinking that i'd be mad at you when i find out.. but you know what? I kinda like them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/S3Q7DG7HykI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1ju9tANqh38/s1600-h/amanda+fb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/S3Q7DG7HykI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1ju9tANqh38/s400/amanda+fb.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437035574727264834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm not very used to say very good things in front of you or i dun seem to sayang you (superficially) and we definitely squabble alot but i believe deep down, you're a Darling to me (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you la, colleague and friend! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1679008957202757999-5148625054473348684?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5148625054473348684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5148625054473348684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5148625054473348684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5148625054473348684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-ironic.html' title='How Ironic?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/S3Q7DG7HykI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1ju9tANqh38/s72-c/amanda+fb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5416566086598333654</id><published>2010-01-31T02:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:59:36.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Most Happening Cell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>Joyous January.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating it as promised. I think I'd like to blame facebook for its convenience :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, I can't believe it that its February already. January came and left, just like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here are some of the updates (or happenings) in January:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cellgroup Sleepovers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venue: Alvina, Adeline &amp;amp; Amery's Crib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Participants: North &amp;amp; Central Cell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 310px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1565.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell-the-Truth game --- so many truths were revealed that night, concealed and only between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Harvest Youth's Productions, I think I know what they're best in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1536.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1536.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1549.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1566.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1566.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I love this classic picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1405.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1405.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Christian youths gather, musical instruments will definitely be involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1420.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 310px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1420.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dances.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 103px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/dances.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1407.jpg" alt="cell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Malaysia Medical Association 2010 Conference&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Le Meridien Hotel, KL&lt;br /&gt;Participants: Sopo from Reckitt Benckiser and Nestle Pharmalink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1365.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1365.jpg" alt="MMA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1357.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1357.jpg" alt="MMA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-time-favourite pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1302.jpg" alt="MMA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1631.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1631.jpg" alt="MMA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nestle 2010 Kickoff Meeting @ Langkawi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mode of Transport: MAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Destination: Langkawi (Westin Hotel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Purpose: Play, Meeting, Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fees: All fully beared by Nestle (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1681.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1681.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1688.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1688.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival at Westin Hotel, welcomed with a welcome drink with towel to freshen self up. Super VVIP treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1714.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breeze Lounge with our welcome drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the lounge. Magnificent place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1720.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1758.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1758.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free &amp;amp; Easy -- I wanna go swimmin', swimmin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1830.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 309px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1830.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1859.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 queen-sized bed with 5 pillows each with plasma TV! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1862.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1862.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1875.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 703px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_1875.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sight seeing @ Eagle Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2010.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinner at Sunsutra Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bread for starter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh Orange juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Appetizer: Fussily Cheyre Salad&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; text-align: left;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soup: Shrimp Corn Chowder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Main course: medium done Black Jack Tenderloin Steak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dessert: Chocolate Fudge Cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee/tea &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I only managed to finish 1/2 of every item typed here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2021.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hash brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lamb sausage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beef sausage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beef bacon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saute' mushrooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mango yoghurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;berries smoothies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;yeah, i had all that for my big breakfast. Meeting 8.30-5pm with 3 breaks-for-makan in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm: Adjourned for dinner on the cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2128.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speedboat to transport us to the yatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2141.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ dinner with free flow of alcoholic drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2148.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2148.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 3: Sight seeing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day begins with big breakfast again (had sparking wine this time round) and then sight seeing at 8.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2188.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makam Mahsuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2252.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2252.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Sand Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2269.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2269.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2274.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2386.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2386.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had seafood for lunch at a famous seafood restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;seafood tomyam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fried humongous shrimps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teochew-style steamed fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;soft-shelled crabs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bamboo clams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sea cucumber &amp;amp; co.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lemon chicken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mixed veg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fried squids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Duty Free shopping after lunch before we adjourned back to wash up, pack and check-out our rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 309px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2453.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocktail party with snacks upon checking out as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alas perut&lt;/span&gt; before we fly off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 705px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2407.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2459.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2459.jpg" alt="Nestle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touched down KLIA @ 8.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=179461&amp;amp;id=749686803"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;January Babies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2517.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday girls, olders among us HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2541.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2541.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2545.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2545.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2543.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2523.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGS girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=179454&amp;amp;id=749686803"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goodbye yk!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2791.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so gonna miss your jokes la, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yoongkang&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2783.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 655px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2783.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Moment&lt;/span&gt;. Its seriously hard to catch Sue-li with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayur&lt;/span&gt;. I'm proud of you dear! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2778.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2778.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be lala? Epic fail la. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=182368&amp;amp;id=749686803"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pharmalink Annual Dinner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theme: "MJ: It doesn't matter if you're black or white"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venue: PJ Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dresscode: Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2609.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 706px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2609.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 472px; height: 314px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2614.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2669.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2669.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MSD Presentation. Thriller led by Foong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=299134911803"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you wanna watch the video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2706.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2706.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Medical Rep Award 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2729.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 315px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2729.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best-dressed Award finalists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 315px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2753.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PL Monash Alumni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2768.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li-lian (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2775.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_2775.jpg" alt="PL dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Award: Micro Hi-fi system and certificate of excellence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=180951&amp;amp;id=749686803"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5416566086598333654?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5416566086598333654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5416566086598333654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5416566086598333654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5416566086598333654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/01/joyous-january.html' title='Joyous January.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4701643210154028146</id><published>2010-01-02T15:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:51:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; once told us that New Year is not fun because it means that we've to go through all the shit all over again! And he wished that the year can just fast-forward itself to December again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some others, New Year means new beginning to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 493px; height: 326px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/IMG_0458.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year, a brand new journey, a brand new style, a brand new look, a brand new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally wished and prayed that 2010 would be an awesome year. Challenges will surely make their way into our lives, but how do approach them is altogether another issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; once told me that I'm too nice and she's worried that people would take advantage of me. I didn't agree with her but I'm experiencing that now. Sometimes I really wonder if anyone tried being in my shoes or think and feel from my side and not just to satisfy their selfish desire? I feel I'm so taken for granted all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drained. I need Your strength all over again. Be with me as I embark on this journey called life. Hold my hands, bring me close and lets set out for this journey together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4701643210154028146?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4701643210154028146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4701643210154028146&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4701643210154028146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4701643210154028146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-life.html' title='New Life.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-9033163785055261367</id><published>2009-12-08T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:41:25.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>People. Friends. Acquantances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague once told me that people come and go in our lives and we still gotta move on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly the thought that &lt;b&gt;Jing Tien&lt;/b&gt; will be doing her honours for the following year and &lt;b&gt;Agnes&lt;/b&gt; will be going for an exchange to the Australia campus shook me a little. I mean, they're two of my closest friends in my life currently and the good news of them furthering their studies is just as good as myself losing them. Losing both hands. Worse still, at.the.same.time! At least if one by one, I could have gotten myself to do without one first, slowly, and then another? Hhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But frankly mk, you cannot be selfish! Its a good news, please give your blessings! Perhaps I should. Actually... or I have already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two weeks back, I started knowing this new friend in greater depth, more like someone in a different dimension and its really interesting to see life in a different perspective. I've seen her, met her, say our hellos and byes since 8 months ago but she was never really my friend until 2 weeks back. And yeah, that marks our friendship. I like her, for who she is, as a friend but i really hope that myself in wanting to know her better is something genuine. Not as replacer for JT and Agnes. I really hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time will tell. And changes &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; will take place but I personally believe &lt;b&gt;everything works for good for those who love Him&lt;/b&gt; (Romans 8:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-9033163785055261367?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/9033163785055261367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=9033163785055261367&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/9033163785055261367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/9033163785055261367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-friends-acquantances.html' title='People. Friends. Acquantances'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1266901788262348081</id><published>2009-11-24T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:15:18.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Blessed Are Your Baskets, Kneading Bowls And Nets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 28:5&lt;br /&gt;  5“Blessed shall be your basket and your kneading bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bible times, reapers carried baskets on their backs to collect the harvest from the fields. They had to ensure that their baskets were strong and sturdy, so that what they collected would not fall out. The women of that day used kneading bowls to knead dough for making bread. If they used poor-quality bowls which broke easily, they would not be able to make bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baskets and kneading bowls in those days represented the means by which one got his tangible blessings. Beloved, your Father in heaven does not want you to worry about the means by which you get your blessings. Because of the sacrifice of Christ, He says to you, “Blessed shall be your basket and your kneading bowl.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that if you are a cab driver, your cab will not break down on your rounds because God says to you, “Blessed shall be your cab.” If you are a businessman, your capital investment will not fail you because God says to you, “Blessed shall be your capital investment.” &lt;b&gt;And if you are a salesman, your products will be looked upon favorably because God says to you, “Blessed shall be your products.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These blessings are yours because Jesus paid for them with His death and He enforced them with His resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one occasion, Jesus told Peter to throw his nets into the water. When Peter threw one net down, he caught so much fish that the net “was breaking”. To save the bumper haul, the other disciples quickly filled their boats with the fish, lest the net gave way completely. (Luke 5:4–7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jesus rose from the dead, a similar incident took place. Once again, Jesus asked His disciples to cast their net out. They caught a multitude of fish. But “although there were so many, the net was not broken”. (John 21:11) Notice that in the first case, the net was breaking. In the second case, it was not! Something supernatural happened to their nets after Jesus rose from the dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved, because of the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, not only are you blessed (Ephesians 1:3), but your nets, baskets and kneading bowls — the means by which you obtain your blessings — are also blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Copyright Joseph Prince, 2006. All rights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, after reading these, my Spirit was lifted and I got the assurances that my baskets and kneading bowls are indeed blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this week, I'm &lt;i&gt;short&lt;/i&gt; of RM 1768.30 worth of sales for NUTREN DIABETES and &lt;i&gt;short&lt;/i&gt; of RM 826 worth of sales for NUTREN OPTIMUM/NUTREN JUNIOR to hit my this month's target. And I only have one pathetic new user (i have 8 new users last month). Earthly people like ourselves would see it as a lack, as something negative and we'll be discouraged and we would have given up (since there are only a few days left to this month's closing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to heavenly realm, He shows me that all these are never lacks but opportunities. Opportunities to meet more people, to perform and to impress every doctor and medical professionals that I meet. When I was worshipping in Church last Sunday, I had 2 missed calls from my doctor and I was blessed with a RM 978 worth of sales in my church itself! Yes, in the midst of worship when I was still holding my bass guitar with me! How awesome's that. And that's another new user btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today (Tuesday), I got another 3 new users &lt;b&gt;and instead of the shortfalls of sales figure, now they became surplus&lt;/b&gt;. Today I was blessed with RM 1189.30 worth of sales for Nutren Diabetes and RM 858 worth of sales for Nutren Optimum/Junior. So in total, I was blessed with RM 2047.30 worth of sales and that's with a surplus of RM 433.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that these also means that I've hit my November's target? Yes, with 5 new users. HALLELUJAH! I seriously couldn't not thank Him enough. Thank You, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1266901788262348081?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1266901788262348081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1266901788262348081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1266901788262348081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1266901788262348081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessed-are-your-baskets-kneading-bowls.html' title='Blessed Are Your Baskets, Kneading Bowls And Nets!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2313641004115821416</id><published>2009-11-22T02:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:28:24.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Mistaken Truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who is born in a Christian family doesn't make him a Christian&lt;/span&gt;. Just like when you're born in a garage doesn't make you a car or when you're born in McD makes you a Big Mac. As far as we know, God doesn't have grandchildren (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going to church doesn't make you a Christian.&lt;/span&gt; Just like coming out from McD doesn't make you a hamburger or coming out from KFC makes you a fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true but yet people still mistaken all these simple truth. Don't believe something just by listening to one side of the story or hear it from someone elses. Experience and find out the truth yourself! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2313641004115821416?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2313641004115821416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2313641004115821416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2313641004115821416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2313641004115821416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/11/mistaken-truth.html' title='Mistaken Truth.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6882245560332862809</id><published>2009-11-09T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:49:34.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>From Ashes to Ashes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week I attended one of my friend's mother's wake service. It must be quite hard on my friend and her family, condolence to you my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must agree with her. I'm proud of this auntie. She fought the battle until the very end, with hope and perseverance until the very end, and she has gone on before us. I was quite shock with the  news but nevertheless, its an expected thing from people around. She suffered quite abit and to leave this place is not necessary a bad thing, at least she suffers no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the tinge, somehow. Maybe that's because I know who she was, and see how she sacrificed for her children chauffeuring them back and forth from uni and school, waiting and raising them up with patience. I'm proud of you, Auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm not sure if you've seen a cremation process before. If given a chance, do observe that as the casket is ushered into the furnace, and as the cremation takes place, you'd realise that our dead body which was laid down in a sleeping position would curl up slowly and we'd end up in the position like how we were curled up in our mother's womb. This curling process is caused by the loss of fluid in our body during the cremation and hence we shrink. But its interesting to know uh, that how we come is how we go. At the end of the cremation, we're all just ashes, just like how our Creator made us from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam was made from dust (Genesis 1) and he was buried when he died (back to dust)&lt;br /&gt;Naked I come, naked will I go (Job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6882245560332862809?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6882245560332862809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6882245560332862809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6882245560332862809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6882245560332862809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-ashes-to-ashes.html' title='From Ashes to Ashes.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2704880373504565905</id><published>2009-10-27T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:32:04.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"You don't really know something until you really study it. You don't really know someone until you make the effort to be-friend that someone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2704880373504565905?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2704880373504565905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2704880373504565905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2704880373504565905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2704880373504565905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-dont-really-know-something-until.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6249311265612413038</id><published>2009-10-23T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:06:56.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet of you that i feel such gesture is worth being blogged here to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00422.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00422.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"funny cz im mad at hw reckless u r w/ yr stomach whereas i myself totally neglect it... LOL"&lt;/span&gt; (Loh, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, in case you don't know and if I didn't tell you, im touched by this sweet gesture. Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meow&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-6249311265612413038?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6249311265612413038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6249311265612413038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6249311265612413038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6249311265612413038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1447887778413310860</id><published>2009-10-20T00:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:17:23.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>GP Spirit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StydMcgQFXI/AAAAAAAAAys/qI39BCSLL50/s1600-h/mandy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StydMcgQFXI/AAAAAAAAAys/qI39BCSLL50/s400/mandy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394359290818467186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyZv6-vB9I/AAAAAAAAAyk/dErjcUOfuQw/s1600-h/mandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyZv6-vB9I/AAAAAAAAAyk/dErjcUOfuQw/s400/mandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355502248298450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUNKHE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyfCl4rruI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Y7e8cITnuxg/s1600-h/chris+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyfCl4rruI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Y7e8cITnuxg/s400/chris+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394361320561422050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StydMxEGegI/AAAAAAAAAy0/x3zUM9Y8Yvo/s1600-h/chris+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StydMxEGegI/AAAAAAAAAy0/x3zUM9Y8Yvo/s400/chris+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394359296337541634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyZvOcG7NI/AAAAAAAAAyU/WNmauhRfPo4/s1600-h/GP+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyZvOcG7NI/AAAAAAAAAyU/WNmauhRfPo4/s400/GP+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355490291903698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyZvo9nu_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/VB9mKmqD8cY/s1600-h/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StyZvo9nu_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/VB9mKmqD8cY/s400/chris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394355497411787762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the GP team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes its just difficult to describe certain kind of love and you can just love someone so unconditionally and you'd forgive that person so easily and love them for who they are. That happens when you love them with His love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 John 4:19 "We love because He first loved us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1679008957202757999-1447887778413310860?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1447887778413310860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1447887778413310860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1447887778413310860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1447887778413310860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/10/gp-spirit.html' title='GP Spirit.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/StydMcgQFXI/AAAAAAAAAys/qI39BCSLL50/s72-c/mandy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1759106804874129479</id><published>2009-10-04T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:47:56.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>More Chewing Gum Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just came back from an ICU workshop sponsored by Nestle Nutrition along with other doctors and surgeons from all over Malaysia. An awesome lecturer (Prof. Robert Martindale) was flew in from the States to give us this CME (Continuous Medical Education) in Sunway Resort Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many things that I learned there (and amazes me) is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...GUM CHEWING CAN HELP TO REGULATE BOWEL MOVEMENT! &lt;/span&gt;(haha i know this is a good news to most of you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I didn't know that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a good time there (2D1N). Get to spend more time and know more bout my new crazy colleague, Amanda :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1759106804874129479?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1759106804874129479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1759106804874129479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1759106804874129479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1759106804874129479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-chewing-gum-please.html' title='More Chewing Gum Please!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2859545864362215741</id><published>2009-10-01T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:00:34.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>My Kungkung &amp; Popo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa is a quiet man. Just now, during lunch he told me something very random yet touching. He said (in cantonese),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You know, I'm most happy whenever I see you. It doesnt feel this way when I see the rest"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then grandma agreed with him too and she mentioned that even with just my voice over a phone call already makes her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels really good to hear this from your old people, especially when you know that they appreciate your every gesture and effort. I personally believe despite our busyness in life, we should also spend some time with our loved ones, be it our family or extended family, and in my case, especially the elderly like my grandparents. I remember spending some of break time back in uni days, buy some light refreshment and drive over to my grandaunt's place to visit and it made her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma always share with me on how honoured and proud she is to get to see me grow (she took care of me), chauffeuring her around, buy her meals and spend time with them. For them, they don't need the money or luxurious life anymore. All they need are just some love and care, the family essence. I believe your grandparents feel the same too. I can tell that she's very proud of me (my filiality :P) and she'd parade around bragging bout me or tell everyone that i'm her granddaughter and that I'm very good to her and let people be envious -.- (typical grandparent uh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I love my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my biggest fears is the eternal separation later on. Anyway, I believe seeds were planted and God will make them grow. Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2859545864362215741?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2859545864362215741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2859545864362215741&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2859545864362215741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2859545864362215741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-grandpa-is-quiet-man.html' title='My Kungkung &amp; Popo.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2751286539674757478</id><published>2009-09-30T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:34:03.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Look To Yahweh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies. It has been 7 months already ever since I stepped my foot into the working world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd learned alot throughout these 7 months. Looking back when I just started, I was totally a noob (not to say I'm not right now but I'm much better). I went through alot of shit (so to speak) and at the end of the day, I'd progress on to the next level by His grace and favour. If not for Him, I'd probably have Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Friday blues as well. He was there, He is there, He will be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just like how God led His people out of Egypt, the land of slavery, He'd too lead us out from whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; we're facing. If only when we look to Him. He said before that He's the Yahweh, the one and only God. He also said that He's the Jehovah Jireh, the Provider. He provides manna for them, He clothed them, their shoes were never wore out. That was in the olden days, in the old testament. After so many donkey years, Jesus did the same in the New Testament. Jesus fed 5000 men (not including women and children) and the 12 baskets were left filled with bread pieces. Can you imagine that 5000 hungry men (and women and children) ate until they burped and lie down with their belly facing the sky but still with 12 baskets full with food? His supplies will never be cut off. Also, remember Jesus' very first miracle where He turned the water into wine (not just wine, but best wine) for the wedding dinner? Hey, He doesnt just give us anything free flow, but He gives only the best free flow! And remember when Jesus said to the Samaritan woman that if she drinks from His water, she'll never be thirsty again? That's how much Jesus wants to offer us, the eternal provision, the best and  never-ending provision.. if we look to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we need to do now is to proclaim His favour in our lives. I remember sharing bout proclaimation of favour to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sue Ann&lt;/span&gt; and she herself saw miracles happening to her. You know, His favour is so evident in my life that even my whole team in my company can't agree more that He is indeed my God and His favour has been upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd need to report in to my office on certain days of the week and can you believe it that parking was never an issue for me eventhough I'd reach my office between 8.15-8.30am? All the parking spaces will be filled up by then and there won't be any empty slots. Tell me, who would leave their office or remove their car from that nice parking slot (in front of my office) to go somewhere else at 8 something in the morning? So usually wherever my car stops in front of any car for a while (something like double park but with my engine running), the car where I stop would just reverse out and give me his parking space. It happens almost every morning that even myself am really amazed. Its either that or an empty parking space appears just in front of the office for me. Well, if it happens once, it could be a co-incidence. If it happens twice or thrice or so on, it still could be co-incidence but if it happens almost every morning for 7 months, what would you say? I'd call it God's favour! And these parking issues do not just apply for carpark near my working place but also to almost all the clinics that I visit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I give 1k to my parents every month. And I remember looking into my account last two months and it was almost empty (only few hundred left) to survive for a month before my next pay comes in. And usually I don't keep track of my money and they finish really fast. For those of you knows me would agree that I'd buy people meals and stuffs whenever I can. I don't have issues with that. And oh, if only you have sisters like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Wah &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Sheung&lt;/span&gt;, all your money would be gone too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pastor always teach us that we should learn to tithe since young because if we cannot even give our first 50cents or 1 ringgit away, it'd be even more difficult for us to give our hundreds and thousands when we work. Its so true. My pastor is a giver himself, and always challenge us to give. When I got my very first paycheck, it was really difficult to give my first hundred. And maths would tell us that the more we give, the lesser we have. Ironically, the more I give, the more I buy meals for others, the more I share, the more money I have. Remember I mentioned that my account was left only with very little money because of something and I wonder how I'd survive? I trusted God and didn't withhold back any money, I gave and continue blessing others with meals and all and guess what? I survived, and not only that, I even have surplus! He's really good and He's always with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the alpha and omega, the first and the last. He's the same yesterday, today and forevermore. So what makes you think that if He provided for His people who left Egypt in the old testament, the same Jesus who gave thanks, broke the bread and fed the 5000 (and more) people, the same Jesus who turned the water into good wine and everyone was merry with the free-flow, the same Jesus who offered eternal water to  the samaritan woman, the same Jesus who provided parking spaces and finances and everything for mk, won't He also provide for you who are reading all these right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just proclaim His favour, just look to Him, just look to Yahweh! Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-2751286539674757478?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2751286539674757478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2751286539674757478&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2751286539674757478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2751286539674757478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-to-yahweh.html' title='Look To Yahweh.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4234770202097558414</id><published>2009-09-19T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:17:02.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>The Best Tomyam (and carbonara) Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Best Tomyam ever can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00738.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 330px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00738.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sri Ayutthaya @ USJ 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe they have other branches somewhere elses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00739.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 326px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00739.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place can be considered abit 'atas', with nice ambience and music background. Good place to enjoy good meal after a tired day's work, or as well-done treat for self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00740.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they only have fruit juices. They claimed that they have all except for strawberry. I saw the mango and hence I chose this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00741.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 578px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00741.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;100% pure mango juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a decent MYR 7.90 (or MYR 8.90, i cant remember), you'll get a glass of 100% pure mango juice. Its so original, so concentrated, so pure that you sip in all the mango fibre as you drink. You know, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloop bloop&lt;/span&gt; sound as you pour from the blender to the cup.. or as it passes through your esophagus. Very sweet, original mango tasting. Unlike those you get from supermarket or mamak stalls or any other restaurants with syrup and water added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the main thing that I really really adore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00742.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 327px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00742.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tomyam Kai @ MYR 9.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super concentrated, the aroma was/is/will be so good, and its very sour and spicy. Can start drooling even as I type all these already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ordered the authetic flavoured soft shell crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00748.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00748.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Authetic flavoured soft shell crabs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has kerabu on top of it, which tastes sweet and sour with the mango strips on it. And the crabs were so succulent and huge and... nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 325px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00749.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These food are not cheap, but I would say they worth the price. Really nice. You guys should try! I went back with a happy tummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I'll never ever take solo lunch. I'll either find someone to eat with me or I don't eat. I just don't eat alone, its just... weird! Anyway, today I was super hungry and I decided to go solo for my very first few solo lunches. I went to this place that I really love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00780.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 328px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00780.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave's Cafe @ 1 Utama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in 1u, and this place was recommended to me by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agnes.&lt;/span&gt; If anyone who knows me, they'd know that I love carbonara and tomyam. Only these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not cheap eating in this place but guess whats the best deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00774.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 327px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00774.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people dined in and I had to wait 1/2 hour just for my food while the workers there literally dashed everywhere to serve. Very very busy yet efficient. I don't mind waiting just to fulfill my cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00778.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00778.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This portion is so huge (check out the size of my phone parked by the plate of carbonara in comparison) and the other time when I came with Mun Wah, we both share ONE plate and we were so full already. And this time, I challenged myself to finish up the entire plate on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00779.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 325px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00779.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carbonara fettucine with bacon, mixed balls and mixed mushroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really not easy especially the final quarter of it, with some rest in between and good determination, I FINISHED IT! I'm so proud of myself! Its sooooooooo yummy and I think this place serves the best carbonara I ever had so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4234770202097558414?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4234770202097558414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4234770202097558414&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4234770202097558414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4234770202097558414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-tomyam-and-carbonara-ever.html' title='The Best Tomyam (and carbonara) Ever!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4003514314091839715</id><published>2009-09-07T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:43:29.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>I ♥ Spontaneity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from another road trip with high school BFFs. We have to go somewhere every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2007 -- Genting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BFFstrips.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 465px; height: 289px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/BFFstrips.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008 -- Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BFFstrips1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 290px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/BFFstrips1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2009 -- Road trip to Port Dickson, Malacca and Seremban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning, we decided to make a trip to Port Dickson, discussed and confirmed on Saturday night, begin trip on Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove from Klang to Port Dickson, got a room at Corus Paradise; visited around and left for Malacca for dinner (very spontaneous) and drove back to PD at midnight. Tried to wake up for sunrise, beach-time and more famous food before adjourning for Seremban for lunch to continue our food hunt. Famous beef-noodle and Seremban siewpau before heading back to Klang in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove 459.1 km in all. Tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year's mission: Northern part of Peninsula Malaysia and maybe Thailand! We're conquering the whole of Malaysia bit by bit before our European trips. And yes, that'd be before 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I ♥  spontaineity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4003514314091839715?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4003514314091839715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4003514314091839715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4003514314091839715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4003514314091839715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-spontaneity.html' title='I ♥ Spontaneity.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4085364431773467669</id><published>2009-09-02T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:58:00.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Injured With Style.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to remove my braces this morning, and it was raining when I came out from the clinic. The floor was slippery (guess with the headings and this sentence, I bet you know where I'm getting at).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I slipped! And as a natural reaction, people will tend to grab something nearby to prevent yourself from falling. There was nothing around for me to grab and it happened too fast. I pulled off some stunts (with style, heh) and managed to avoid myself from falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I didn't fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my left ankle gave a hard knock on the pavement during the stunt. It was so painful that my hands have to hold on to my ankle for a while to sort of ease the pain while chanting the pain away. When I thought everything was okay and ready to drive, thats when I saw blood on my palm, the same palm that was holding my in-pain-ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00656.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 304px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00656.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove myself to the clinic, got it sterilized and wrapped. Doctor asked if I want any stitches and I said no. I guess the laceration isn't very deep la, should be quite superficial only, I hope. It was the impact on the bone la that was painful. So I was given MC, painkiller and a tetanus jab (my left arm is still heavy from that tetanus jab) and am free to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00660.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 305px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00660.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor repeated soooooooooooo many times that I musn't mustn't mustn't let the wound touch water. How to shower like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, time to apply Science again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00662.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 304px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00662.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my shower without having to lift up my leg nor worry that it'd be wet. For once these non-biodegradable plastics are quite helpful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4085364431773467669?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4085364431773467669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4085364431773467669&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4085364431773467669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4085364431773467669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/09/injured-with-style.html' title='Injured With Style.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2538188727179326651</id><published>2009-08-30T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:40:17.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Emptied &amp; Broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to be broken before Him, before He can mend us.&lt;br /&gt;We need to be empty, only so then He can fill us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're already so full of ourselves, how else do you want Him to fill you? How else do you want Him to move in you? There isn't any more space for Him to do anything. For example, if a glass is half-filled with water, it can still be filled with a little bit more of water. If a glass is empty, it can be filled with even much more! If the glass is already full, how else can it be filled? It is already full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is when one is so full of himself, everything will be about that person. There will always be "I" everywhere and how can God be in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if only we allow ourselves to be emptied to be filled again (be filled is a continuous action),  then the Almighty can do greater things in us and through us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be emptied, I need to be broken. Holy Spirit, take Your rightful place! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2538188727179326651?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2538188727179326651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2538188727179326651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2538188727179326651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2538188727179326651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/emptied-broken.html' title='Emptied &amp; Broken.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2873445788745940736</id><published>2009-08-22T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:08:26.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>He's Changing Me, One Step At A Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather troubled just now. I was all alone and this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; came to me and said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not filled with the Holy Spirit because if you do, why aren't you joyous now and at all time? Why aren't you all loving? You're not showing the fruit of the Spirits and if you have this Holy Spirit with you, you'll automatically show the fruit of the spirit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful, I was very convicted. And I started doubting. I'm not sure if its the devil throwing thoughts to me again to shake my faith and doubt and create more inferiority complexes in me, or is it true that I'm not filled with the Holy Spirit? But what were all those promptings? Wasn't it the Holy Spirit who touched me just now when I sung "Here In My Life"? Wasn't He who was so real throughout the whole prayer meeting just now? Wasn't I speaking in tongues? Were all these things coincidences or were they real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused, really. I decided to ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt; and her reply was that not always the devil and there could be a problem lying somewhere. Frankly speaking, I was yearning for the answer. At least I really wanna know the source and I really hope that she could diagnose me and pull be back to the track, but she said I'll know the best. The answer is, I really don't know. I was really troubled, like really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I mentioned this thing to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whay Ying &lt;/span&gt;over the MSN conversation and she asked how would I know and why do I think this way. I wanted to show her what are the fruit of the Spirits to explain why this thought came to me, so I decided to search for the scripture in my bible. I knew it was somewhere in Galatian but not sure which chapter or verse and guess what? The prompting came again and asked me to read Galatian 5 and my eye was shown straight to verse 4 onwards that says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if you try to please God by obeying the Law, you have cut yourself off from Christ and his wonderful kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But the Spirit makes us sure that God will accept us because of our faith in Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you are a follower of Christ Jesus, it makes no differences whether you are circumcised or not.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All that matters is your faith that makes you love others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you were doing so well until someone made you turn from the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. and that person was certainly not sent by the one who chose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. a little yeast can change a whole batch of dough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. but you belong to the Lord. That makes me certain that you will do what i say, instead of what someone else tells you to do. Whoever is causing trouble for you will be punish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. i wish that everyone who is upsetting you would not only get circumcised, but would be cut off much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. My friends, you were chosen to be free. So dont use your freedom as an excuse to do anything you want. Use it as an opportunity to serve each other with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. All that the Law says can be summed up in the command to love others as much as you love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. But if you keep attacking each other like wild animals, you had better watch out or you will destroy yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you are guided by the Spirit, you won't obey your selfish desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The Spirit and your desires are enemies of each other. They are always fighting each other and keeping you from doing what you feel you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. But if you obey the Spirit, the Law of Moses has no control over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. People's desires make them give in to immoral ways, filthy thoughts and shameful deeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. They worship idols, practice witchcraft, hate others, and are hard to get along with. People become jealous, angry and selfish. They not only argue and cause trouble, but they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. envious. They get drunk, carry on at wild parties, and do other evil things as well. I told you beforem and I'm telling you again: No one who does these things will share in the blessings of God's kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. God's Spirit makes us loving, happy, peaceful, patient, kind, good, faithful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. gentle and self-controlled.&lt;/span&gt; There is no law against behaving in any of these ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And because we belong to Christ Jesus, we have killed our selfish feelings and desires, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. God's Spirit has given us life, and so we should follow the Spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. But don't be conceited or make others jealous by claiming to be better than they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can really boldly tell that I have the Holy Spirit in me and it speaks to me. It was definitely the devil's job just now for putting thoughts in me. Sorry, you have lost, of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr S.A. Tan&lt;/span&gt; HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing is, this chapter really speaks and I know what I'm supposed to do now. I'm really far away from what I should be but I believe its not a one-night thing. He's changing me, one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2873445788745940736?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2873445788745940736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2873445788745940736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2873445788745940736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2873445788745940736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-changing-me-one-step-at-time.html' title='He&apos;s Changing Me, One Step At A Time.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3561566022645032136</id><published>2009-08-20T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:09:29.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><title type='text'>Non-Lactose for Gastritis Patients.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its common that whenever someone is down with gastritis, one would ask them to consume milk. What a myth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that milk would worsen the case instead of relieving it? Okay, not really worsen but its true to a certain extend depending on what milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fact #1. Milk is (slightly) acidic!&lt;/span&gt; Most milk has a pH of around 5.5 or 6 which is deemed slightly acidic (neutral = pH 7). So, slightly acidic substance definitely would not aid in relieving the already overproduced (acidic) gastric juice. Unless you can find the alkaline milk (magnesium milk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fact #2. Milk = lactose.&lt;/span&gt; Lactose, when left reacting with the (overproduction of) gastric juices (HCl), one of the end-products would be CO&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; because fermentation would take place. Do you know that most of the time, these 'gases' are the one that causes your gastric pain? I'm sure your doctor would prescribe you drugs to relieve the wind colic whenever you have this pain. So, that's the point! Why do you want to produce even more gases when we were supposed to take in something to remove the gases?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fact #3. Non-lactose milk are not milk. &lt;/span&gt;Some "brilliant" people would then suggest that one should then take a lactose-free milk. By the way, when its lactose-free, its not called milk anymore (please refer to Fact #2)! No lactose = no milk. Then, stop calling these lactose-free product as milk! They can be called beverages, drinks, consumable products or whatever but not milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, when you have gastritis attacks, dont take milk! (But no coffee too okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3561566022645032136?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3561566022645032136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3561566022645032136&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3561566022645032136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3561566022645032136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/non-lactose-for-gastritis-patients.html' title='Non-Lactose for Gastritis Patients.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3056058671014215258</id><published>2009-08-17T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:14:47.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><title type='text'>Stye Is Not For Perverts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SogtZIbvbFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/V57qw64B250/s1600-h/stye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SogtZIbvbFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/V57qw64B250/s400/stye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370592465423133778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, whenever one gets a stye, they'd go, "owhh! Did you peep on a girl when she's bathing?" or somewhere along that line. What a myth weyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause as far as I can recall, I don't peep on guys/girls when I was younger but I got that before! And I'm not that kind of normal kid who would just accept any facts without any proof. Like, how the stye grow just by looking (at naked people)? And what's the process in getting that stye thingy? And I totally forgotten bout this question ('cause I havent had that for so long!) and finally the answer came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staph. aureus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; infection! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah! That explains! That explains the infection caused by this bacteria, a common normal flora on our skin PLUS such infection would cause inflammation and hence the pus! Yes, the yellow thingy that comes out after a while! This answer finally satisfy my 'cravings' for my unanswered question since a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3056058671014215258?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3056058671014215258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3056058671014215258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3056058671014215258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3056058671014215258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/stye-is-not-for-perverts.html' title='Stye Is Not For Perverts.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SogtZIbvbFI/AAAAAAAAAyM/V57qw64B250/s72-c/stye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8074094812938531224</id><published>2009-08-04T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:34:22.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports --- Heal or Kill?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mmail.com.my/content/9901-gary%E2%80%99s-mysterious-death"&gt;"A mysterious death of a 22 y/o sports enthusiastic"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's quite sudden and something's fishy somewhere. I mean, no one knows whats the cause of death, what had happened in between and how can police consider this case just as "sudden death"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do not know him personally (he's my friend's friend), the news of his death is quite mind-troubling. This also goes to show that no one is too young to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the malay phrase that we used to learn in primary school,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Malang tidak berbau..". &lt;/span&gt;Condolences to his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout him being a sports enthusiast, I just remember my conversation with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Wah&lt;/span&gt; earlier on. I was telling her that I enjoy every jogging sessions I have with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt; and the satisfaction when we completed the rounds but if I wanna compare, I'll rather play badminton everyday and jog only once a week. That's how much badminton means to me (though I really love jogs too, okay la, not love but enjoy only haha). I mean, the satisfaction and enjoyment during badminton itself cannot be contained.. though I'm not very good in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I bet you can guess what was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Wah&lt;/span&gt;'s (genuine) reply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;. "I'll rather go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shopping &lt;/span&gt;everyday and..." (Psst.. talking bout that, omg, she's actually counting down to my pay's day. OMGGG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long, tiring and sometimes frustrating or down day, even the thought of hitting the shuttles would lift the spirit up a little :) You guys should try and you'd fall in love with it. Guarantee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say, sports heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8074094812938531224?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8074094812938531224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8074094812938531224&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8074094812938531224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8074094812938531224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/sports-heal-or-kill.html' title='Sports --- Heal or Kill?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2129467491902539343</id><published>2009-08-02T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:47:40.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>Effervescence In Stomach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I was at steamboat buffet with the youth again. Someone mentioned that shells of fried prawns can be eaten. And something came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know what will happen if one takes so much of those fried prawns with shells? And why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloated&lt;/span&gt; feeling. Why? 'Cause the prawn's shell is calcium carbonate (CaCO3). So when they reach your stomach, they will react with the acid of your gastric juice (HCl) and based on stuff that we learned in form 4, carbon dioxide (CO2) should be released. Hence, bloated-ness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaCO3 + 2HCl --&gt; CaCl2 +&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CO2 &lt;/span&gt;+ H2O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, interesting eh? I'm not a nerd btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-2129467491902539343?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2129467491902539343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2129467491902539343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2129467491902539343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2129467491902539343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/effervescence-in-stomach.html' title='Effervescence In Stomach.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-43146838881082508</id><published>2009-08-02T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:03:09.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just collected my health report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood pressure: 105/65 (normal is 120/80)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pulse: 70 (normal is around 80)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fasting blood sugar: 4.2 mmol/L (normal is 3.9-5.8 mmol/L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total cholesterol: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;3.5 mmol/L) (normal &lt;5.2 mmol/L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Apparently my total cholesterol is immeasurable low. As in, just low. Period. No other digits. The possible digit should be somewhere between 0.01-3.5 mmol/L.  Wow, not bad uh? There was once when my heart rate went up to 90+ for the whole night. I was rather paranoid and wonder what's happening to my system. As we all know, heart rate tells alot and when its high, something IS wrong somewhere. Anyway, mom did hers also and all at borderline. Haha! And now she's blaming everything on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I agree that studying while working is not easy. Yeah, you heard me right. I'm actually repeating one the units (Medical Micro) now. I was quite shocked with the results too and went to see the lecturer right away the following day. She said I can review the exam script with her and guess what? I applied THREE freaking times but yet I'm still not allowed to view my scripts and now guess what? She's gone! I mean, she has already left Monash for good. I should have bugged her even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I'm trying to be a 100% good employee and do well in my workplace as well as being a 100% good student, trying to attend as much (or all) classes if possible and do really well in this unit. At least, this is my goal up to end of this year. It's really tiring these days, and my only motivation to look forward to is badminton. I really love this game. And oh, and also to maintain (or improve) my stamina through jogs? I really thank God for &lt;span&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-43146838881082508?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/43146838881082508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=43146838881082508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/43146838881082508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/43146838881082508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-collected-my-health-report-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5122968523224560493</id><published>2009-07-30T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:45:36.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ideality? No way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is there such thing as an ideal world? Sadly, the answer is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was much younger, I used to dream of ideality. You know, like I want my father to be a guy who holds me on his lap, loves me, smiles at all times, listens to me whenever I tell him tales from my classes, asks me to join him washing his cars, splashing water at one another and loves my mom. He must also be some cool happening guy who can mingle with my friends and my friend must find him friendly and not scared of him. And my dad should be someone who knows how to explain why and how i'm wrong and teach me the right from the wrong with facts and examples and not with physical violences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want a mom who knows everything bout me, loves me for who I am, understands all my problem and try to advise good solutions instead of pointing fingers or scold me, someone who would share my ups and downs with, someone that I can confide with, someone who will stand up for me, be in my shoes and will not be shaken by other people's influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along, I wanted an older brother who's proud of me, bring me out even with his gang of friends, chillout with me, listen to my problems, not a nerdy boring guy but one with his own unique cheekiness, spends time with me and pampers me. Oh, and he must be good in both academic and sports too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, an ideal family would have everyone so united and take care of each other's back. An ideal family would have everyone sharing everything with everyone and support and encourage and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... actually, I don't know where I'm getting at right now. I believe this could just be a standard, a standard that no one can follow. If not, there won't be needs for Jesus to come. I believe I'll experience all these when I get back to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lord.. please forgive me for having such thoughts. I want to breathe right now, I really want to breathe. I thank You for what You've given me, and for now I just pray that You'd manifest Yourself even more in my life, in this family. Open up our blinds eyes and unlock our deaf ears, I pray, and that we'll be transformed into Your image more and more. I surrender my soul to You once again. In Jesus' Name, amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5122968523224560493?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5122968523224560493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5122968523224560493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5122968523224560493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5122968523224560493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/07/ideality-no-way.html' title='Ideality? No way!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1479600060625462876</id><published>2009-07-28T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:22:35.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Determination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the beginning of this year, Amelia and I were quite determined to train our stamina, stay fit and exercise our muscles a little. Being in this medical line, meeting with doctors and patients at all time, I seriously agree that we all should take exercise a little more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my paternal side of family history, all the more I need to really start taking good care bout my health. Coronary heart diseases? They run in the blood. Probably in mine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand we can take medication when we're diagnosed with heart diseases, hypertension, diabetes and whatnot; but these medication will not take you very far as it'd be a chronic disease (long term, can control but not cure). Other than medication, I've been preaching about healthy diet intake and appropriate exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, our enthusiastic start for this year's jog dropped a little with time and from an average of 3 days a week becomes only 2 times a week or sometimes once. There were even weeks that we didn't jog at all (I'm talking bout 2 consecutive weeks). We'd usually call it off whenever one can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as a result, my stamina level dropped! Let's say I planned to go 4 rounds without stop, afraid that I can't achieve that I'll tell myself 2 or 3 rounds would be good too. You see, human's like that.. if we put an "or" word there, we'd usually satisfy even if we stop at 2. We're talking bout complacency here. If only we push further, we can stretch it to 3. And of course, if we're determined, we can go up to 4 or 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the mind! That's just an example and I see these taking place everyday (not only for jogs). Let's push ourselves further! Let's stretch our capacity, folks! Let's not be easily satisfied with our mundane achievements (they're not even considered as achievements anymore) but lets be determined with what our initial goal is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible told us that we have authority over our life and our words are command. If we say we're tired, then we will be tired. If we say we're not good, then we're not good. Folks, why not start proclaiming victory (but not too far from realistic please.. our spirit is able but our flesh says cant). Let's command that we will do well in our studies! Let's command that we'd do well in our work place! Let's command that we'll be all healthy and H1N1 cannot touch us. Just command all things to take place in your life. Let's proclaim God's favour in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1479600060625462876?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1479600060625462876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1479600060625462876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1479600060625462876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1479600060625462876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/07/determination.html' title='Determination.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1557317374455307634</id><published>2009-07-16T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:20:33.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>I'm In Awe of You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dining with Agnes just now at EuroDeli @ Damansara Kim. The food, the ambience -- I would think they deserve 8.5/10 (they deserve more, but definitely everything would need room for improvement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking bout camps and everything and suddenly Agnes said, "You'll make a very good doctor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that I'd make a better teacher in relating science and medicine to people around me. I love sharing and I bet you can feel my passion and enthusiasm when it comes to talking Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was sharing bout the satisfaction we get when our friends receive the knowledge and how they relate it in their life, applying it and see facts becoming alive (not just for the sake of memorizing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, most scientists are atheists. They don't believe in God. They only believe in proofs, and believing the existence of God without seeing them would be a difficult thing for them and almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them, there must always be a law or theory behind every phenomenon, supporting them with proof but how do one explain bout the disappearance of cancer tumours in last stage patients?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do one explain when the blind without a retina can see?&lt;br /&gt;How do one explain when a deaf man without the three ear bones (no vibration) started hearing?&lt;br /&gt;How do one explain when a lame man can walk?&lt;br /&gt;How do one explain when the sick people got healed when hands were laid on them?&lt;br /&gt;How do one explain when dead people, died for 3 days were raised and going around sharing the good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do one explain all these? When natural power says cannot, supernatural power will take over. As easy as that, as long as we believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the more I study bout human, the more I'm amazed by God? Imagine, it took the scientists good 10 years to identify and complete mapping the entire Human Genome when God carefully created them? How all these genes with the different codings actually give rise to different unique person with different phenotype and God created each person carefully and wonderfully and uniquely and at the end of the creation, He'd say, "This is beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I study bout which gene, or how the apostopsis (programmed cell death) between my fingers was done so that my hand can hold things. Just imagine all our fingers were stuck together as one hand and they were not separated, I cannot even type all these out on this keyboard by allowing my fingers to dance on the keyboard, what more stretching one finger from another on the guitar frets to produce music? If not for the apoptosis that God has already thought of at his creation process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the more I study how each chamber of the heart functions, how it controls (ECG etc) the speed and amount of the blood flow throughout our body, or the more I study bout nephron and how they only allow certain solutes to pass through the collecting ducts so that no unnecessary water loss happens, or when we study how the liver controls the whole body's metabolism... take into consideration how God carefully put all these together and at the end of the creation, all he said was "This is beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I study bout all these, the smaller I feel.&lt;br /&gt;The more I study,  the more I know bout Him&lt;br /&gt;The more I study, the more I'm amazed by Him.&lt;br /&gt;The more I study, the smaller I become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only stand in awe of You, the maker of all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1557317374455307634?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1557317374455307634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1557317374455307634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1557317374455307634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1557317374455307634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-in-awe-of-you.html' title='I&apos;m In Awe of You.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6534365947159085179</id><published>2009-07-12T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:30:00.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><title type='text'>M&amp;Ms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms melt in your mouth and not in your hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually that's not only true to M&amp;amp;Ms but all (pure) chocolates generally. Only M&amp;amp;Ms applies science to its slogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind it is because chocolates' melting point is 37&lt;sup&gt;0&lt;/sup&gt;C. In your hands, the temperature is still below 37&lt;sup&gt;0&lt;/sup&gt;C and they will not melt yet unless you grab it in your palm for a while and this causes the heat energy from your body (37&lt;sup&gt;0&lt;/sup&gt;C) to be transferred to the chocolates and melt them. So that also explains why sometimes M&amp;amp;Ms &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; melt in your hands eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6534365947159085179?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6534365947159085179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6534365947159085179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6534365947159085179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6534365947159085179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/07/m.html' title='M&amp;Ms'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3253012958575491599</id><published>2009-07-09T09:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:31:39.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>The World Without Strangers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out from the clinic and as I was walking towards my car.. guess what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00229.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this is how it looks like when they make love? We all learn that in Form 3 Science Chapter 3 but does it apply the same for insects? I mean, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fly.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 263px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/fly.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back from work last evening, I decided to call a good friend that I haven't heard for quite some time now. It was a good catchup I must say. We chatted from LDP all the way back to Klang, through the jam. I was glad that someone was accompanying me all the way, after a long day's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've known each other when we were 16. She was a very shy person and we got close after the camp only, after I came back from Kuching. The wonders of internet I would say. She's a real great friend that you can confide in, an awesome person to hear you out and yet secrets will be kept with her, a darling to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was packing my room just the other day (its sparkling clean and tidy now) and I found the box of letters that she sent. Memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00307.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 465px; height: 348px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00307.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I read some of them, I find it super hilarious la. I mean, omgosh, we were so childish/funny/weird/cheesy/fill-in-whatever-adjective-you-want-here la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00309.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00309.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truly, it was then when our heart really speaks. There was no pretenses, there was no falsehood, there was no hyprocricity, it was all just genuine friendship that builds other up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A true friend is when you can sit next to that person, not talking but yet enjoy each other's presence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 1/2 years have passed, more years to come. I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-3253012958575491599?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3253012958575491599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3253012958575491599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3253012958575491599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3253012958575491599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/07/world-without-strangers.html' title='The World Without Strangers.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4011234855058056712</id><published>2009-07-08T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:41:10.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words.&lt;br /&gt;They can either build you up or break you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle is still on, deep inside. The very obvious battle that Jesus has already won 2000 years ago. Funny. Then why am I still fighting in an already-won battle? This is just so human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please drill this fact into my cerebrum please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone. Just please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4011234855058056712?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4011234855058056712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4011234855058056712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4011234855058056712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4011234855058056712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/07/words.html' title=''/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-357489883183046835</id><published>2009-06-30T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:39:46.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><title type='text'>Quick Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long week, program-filled week but I like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go. They come in, leave something (like a mark?) behind and then leave us. But life still has to move on, show still needs to on air. Sounds familiar eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, what matters most would be, how your life would have impacted others. How you, being the living testimony lives your life and let His light shines through you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's still my ultimate goal in my life but of course I'm far from even achieving the first percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, guess what? The Gang would be coming out with very own tee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SkjtW4o5ivI/AAAAAAAAAyE/VPmZkLCytEg/s1600-h/The+Gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SkjtW4o5ivI/AAAAAAAAAyE/VPmZkLCytEg/s400/The+Gang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789134546668274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first one. Can't wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUNKHE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUNKHE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUNKHE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MUNKHE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-357489883183046835?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/357489883183046835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=357489883183046835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/357489883183046835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/357489883183046835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/06/quick-updates.html' title='Quick Updates.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SkjtW4o5ivI/AAAAAAAAAyE/VPmZkLCytEg/s72-c/The+Gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2580539105422666970</id><published>2009-06-21T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:24:14.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gang'/><title type='text'>Same old smell, same old feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Taylor's last week for some stuff. The smell is still there, the familiar smell, the air that I breathe in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/MK%27s%20collection/college%20frens/P5270333.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/MK%27s%20collection/college%20frens/P5270333.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P5270330.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P5270330.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my whole class (comprises of humanities and science students), no joke. The brave young warriors who went for NS by faith and then attempted the SAM SHIT (South Australia Matriculation Super High Intensity Training) program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs Mary Ng&lt;/span&gt;, the ex-SAM programme director and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs Quek&lt;/span&gt;, my class teacher still remembers me. She actually pronounced my name correctly even before I introduce myself. And believe me, every school has their own smell, as do Taylor's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P5270333.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P5270333.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole &lt;/span&gt;class for Biology with Ms Loke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this might sound crazy but I miss the hecticness when I was in there. Good ol' memories as I walked around, walking down the memory lanes just like Mr Lee Kuan Yew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time last year, I was in Monash nerding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A0178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SP_A0178.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictured around this time in 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might sound weird to say these but I truly enjoyed the whole camping-in-the-library moment and I love them. It was those moments when I felt that I really learned something (and I enjoy studying), made and bonded with friends even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Monash for quite a few times this week. Its like as if its my second home there. The familiar faces, the security guard, the librarian and all actually knows me and remembers me. The security's quite strict this semester, I don't know why, and each student is required to show their student ID card to get in. Me being me, always forgot to bring my (old) student card and when the new security guard (he doesnt know me) wanted to stop me to check for card, the older security guards will gesture to him and let me in saying that I'm a student there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old smell, same old feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thegang.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/thegang.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I miss The Gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PB250180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/PB250180.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I was browsing the pictures just now, I finally understand why the rest of them in The Gang always pick on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah Sian&lt;/span&gt;'s boobs. Not necessary a bad thing I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-2580539105422666970?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2580539105422666970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2580539105422666970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2580539105422666970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2580539105422666970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/06/same-old-smell-same-old-feeling.html' title='Same old smell, same old feeling.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-273388804721186808</id><published>2009-06-14T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:38:41.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Family Ties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's one of the rare days where we went for a jog as a family. It was a good sweat out, and of course, the feeling of togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give my car a good clean up after jog (I've been wanting to do that for a week already but time just doesnt permit me). My both sisters and I actually bergotong-royong-ed cleaning one car while my parents went out to pack dinner. And as a token of appreciation, I'd buy them Burger King for supper later :) (and oh yes, finally Klang has our first Burger King outlet). At least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Wah&lt;/span&gt; was of better help by vacuuming and wiping the inside of my car, unlike &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Sheung&lt;/span&gt; who only managed to wash 1/4 of the car's body leaving the other 3/4 for myself -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good news! Finally mom has agreed (and allowed us) to get a keyboard (I'd prefer a digital piano though) when dad has already said yes years back! :) I wonder when we'll really get it but its a good sign for a good start already. Yippee cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; will be back next week. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheok Yeen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kor kor&lt;/span&gt; is back for good. I can already smell the fun times! Should we have a road trip together please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-273388804721186808?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/273388804721186808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=273388804721186808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/273388804721186808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/273388804721186808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-ties.html' title='Family Ties.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8383210184159026479</id><published>2009-06-10T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:52:29.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>From The Above.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything has been good thus far. God is good all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I was assisting in an event and accidentally came in contact with this guy who I reckon is a doctor. After offering him the sample drink, he made me explain how the thing works and how can patients be benefited by it. With my usual presentation of medical info, light came and he said that he saw the potential right in me and i'm the one that he has been looking for. He straight away offered me a position in his company with almost triple my current pay. He tried persuading me over while my boss was watching from behind. He introduced himself as Colin and took my name card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything sounds very attractive right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed me some brochures and asked me to consider it. His offer is still open for me.  Later that day when I went through the management of the company, only then I found out that he's a no ordinary man. For God's sake he's not just Colin or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt; Colin for that matter, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dato' Dr&lt;/span&gt; Colin Lee. Omgosh right? And he's the Managing Director of the company and hospital. Gasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what? I've rejected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God's favour has been upon me and doors will be opened at all times. I'm still loyal to my current company :)&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/Si_iEIWJt1I/AAAAAAAAAx0/AKuNoMu0DnU/s1600-h/SNC00247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/Si_iEIWJt1I/AAAAAAAAAx0/AKuNoMu0DnU/s400/SNC00247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345739843299817298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeap, June '09 that we've been talking about since last year's approaching! It's not an event or a show but the starting point, the turning point for Harvest Youth ministry to a young people's church, Harvest Youth Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, did I mention Church? Yeap, we'll no longer be just a ministry or youth group to fit young people in so that they wont waste time elsewhere but we'll be running it like a church, seeing people's life getting impacted and be the salt and light in this city -- the City of Klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God will not leave us where we are but He'll bring us to another level as He has been preparing us from yesteryears. I'm very excited bout it, so, do come join us! We're all a bunch of (really) friendly folks&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;Today I got myself a new pair of jogging shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/Si_ewPjUaTI/AAAAAAAAAxs/BHjRQdcnGa4/s1600-h/jogshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/Si_ewPjUaTI/AAAAAAAAAxs/BHjRQdcnGa4/s400/jogshoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345736203101825330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so loving it (not so much of the design but the feeling when you wear it) and I can't wait to bring it to the tracks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Pharmalink for contributing part of these shoes (my birthday gift from the company)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8383210184159026479?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8383210184159026479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8383210184159026479&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8383210184159026479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8383210184159026479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-above.html' title='From The Above.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/Si_iEIWJt1I/AAAAAAAAAx0/AKuNoMu0DnU/s72-c/SNC00247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4207906725804307947</id><published>2009-06-07T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:26:37.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Heart Speaks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's feeling was a mixed one. Excitement, joy, familiar accents and dialects/languages (and smell, heh!) -- In short, I really miss them, like alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe sometimes we don't mean what we say, especially when we say we miss someone etc but this time, I really do. The feeling was definitely different and you know, you can just smile all day long in their company and with their (usual lame) jokes along with their crazy gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yiwei&lt;/span&gt;, come back more often so that I have all the excuses to meet up with you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On side notes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; to all of you who wished me through text messages or facebook or those who brought me out for meals to 'celebrate'. I really appreciate every gesture and thoughtfulness of yours. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xuewen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;, you girls never fail to place your birthday wishes on the hall of fame in my heart. Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days alot of people have been telling me that Mun Sheung looks so like me, is that true? Well, I still beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4207906725804307947?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4207906725804307947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4207906725804307947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4207906725804307947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4207906725804307947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/06/heart-speaks.html' title='Heart Speaks.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-397146789765965935</id><published>2009-05-24T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:47:10.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>Selayang HotSpring &amp; Kuala Selangor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If most of you have been following this blog, part of my work requires me to travel quite abit to different places in Klang Valley/Selangor. In cities like Subang and Klang, there's nothing to shout about except for their food maybe. But in places like Selayang..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in Selayang last week (or was it last two weeks?) and after I've done visiting some clinics in Selayang Jaya, I decided to check out some local attractions there using my GPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010076.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would expect hotsprings there right? Apparently, you cannot simply go into any pools as you want because of the differences in temperature. You might burn yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010077.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I started off by dipping my feet into the least hot one. Its actually luke warm water and it feels soooooooooo good! Especially after a long day work. So refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010079.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got bored with this one already, I moved to another one, a higher temperature one. This one we're not allowed to dip our legs in. We can only scoop out the water if we want to keep clean. And its freaking hot I tell you. I had to quickly withdraw my hand out the minute I dipped it in to test the water. If you put eggs in it for a while, they'd boil! I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 354px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010085.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so hot that smoke comes out of them, evaporating away. Doing facial there would be a good idea. Or maybe hair treatment? LOL. It'd help you to open up your pores, clearing them with the rich-in-mineral water. I was told that people from all over come to shower with this miracle water. People with skin diseases usually will be healed after bathing with these water for 1/2 a year. How miraculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010084.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I can only put my legs on the small stream-like running (hot) water with my slippars on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good experience I would say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Kuala Selangor too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the itinerary, we were supposed to get there to catch the sunset from the Canon Hill of Bukit Melawati, and then seafood and fireflies and get our dear friend home before 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rush right? But guess what, we made it but with 20 minutes late. That day was one of the rare days that I actually sped all my way... all in the name of friendship! (We love you, friend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over there, we met alot of monkeys called the Silverleaf monkeys (the uglier version of monkeys with mohawks). So big group that they can become quite nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 625px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing is that, they're never scared of human. They're not shy too! They'd do anything to get food from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're great posers too. Natural posers for any camera! If I had a chance, I'd love to videocam &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xuewen&lt;/span&gt;'s priceless expressions for you. She was obviously terrified by these creatures while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whayying&lt;/span&gt; was disgusted with their long tails. I think I had face problem because two of them actually snarled at me when I didn't elicit any attack signs on them.  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 625px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010027.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 623px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010026.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010022.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 619px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures while waited for the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010012.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place was no doubt beautiful, the serene view from above. But too bad the cloud blocked the sun and so, sunset wasn't obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010042.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010034.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the fact became a fact (that we cant really watch sunset), we drove on to Pasir Penambang (about 3km from Bukit Melawati) for seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had seafood here, on the bagan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 348px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/P1010045.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We literally swallowed our food to save time. We were left with 30 minutes only to drive over to Kg Kuantan (about 7km from Bukit Melawati) for fireflies and then head home before 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00324.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;firefly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the fireflies were soooooooo beautiful! (I've watched these for 3 times already but still amazed by them). Their buttocks flash like nobody's business attracting their opposite sex for mating purposes. Christmas-tree like, really beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00325.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So brilliant right? And their rhythm is so synchronized that I cant tell whose flashes were most attractive. LOL. Each boat can fit 4 people and each boat costs RM40. Do go and watch for yourself, I guess the experience gained is worthwhile! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-397146789765965935?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/397146789765965935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=397146789765965935&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/397146789765965935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/397146789765965935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/selayang-hotspring-kuala-selangor.html' title='Selayang HotSpring &amp; Kuala Selangor.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4072692722738591659</id><published>2009-05-18T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:57:26.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr E.'/><title type='text'>Much Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=emilysplace.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 313px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/emilysplace.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-4072692722738591659?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4072692722738591659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4072692722738591659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4072692722738591659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4072692722738591659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/much-love.html' title='Much Love.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3398198738603828824</id><published>2009-05-16T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:12:31.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>And More Food.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, working in this line has sort of changed me into a glutton or so. Putting on weight would be a compulsory thing I guess. From the title above, expecting food pictures? Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're someone who loves duck noodle, especially like the one you can find in Bidor, on your way to Kampar or Ipoh, this would be an ideal place to go to: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Restaurant Pun Chun @ Kota Kemuning, Shah Alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00252.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00252.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dry duck noodle with drumstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of about RM 10 for each bowl of duck noodle sold at the favourite tourist stop of Bidor, here they only charge you a reasonable RM 5.80 for small and RM 6.30 for large. Not too bad eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00253.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 348px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00253.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They serve both dry and soup ones. Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoong Kang&lt;/span&gt;, who brought me there. The soup's rather herbal-ish but if you're fine with that, I think you'd like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00254.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;herbal duck soup with drumstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're coming from Kesas, once you've met the McD's roundabout, just take 3 o'clock; go straight along Persiaran Anggerik Vanilla (if not mistaken) and you'll see shops on your right. Pun Chun is somewhere along Jalan Anggerik Vanilla AC I think (i can remember addresses better than the look of the shop thanks to my job) and you'll pass by Klinik Pakar Kanak-kanak Dr Low on your left before you found Pun Chun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00256.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;duck noodle soup with drumstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're around Kepong area and you like the hakka's signature dish -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lui cha&lt;/span&gt;, you should opt to try this in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luicha King, Kepong Baru&lt;/span&gt;. I was there with my boss,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00262.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00262.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mixed veg with rice underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luicha's this restaurant's specialty and people only go there to order this. Its basically mixed veg rice (with all green stuffs) and you're supposed to pour in the minty-veg soup into the rice and eat them like that -- broth-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 472px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00263.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;minty-veg soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if you'd like it (because I don't!) but if you're with someone who really wants to eat that but you don't like, you can still order other food like their hakka noodles which tastes not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00265.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;pasta-like hakka noodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much like pasta I'd say but yeah, definitely better than the luicha I supposed? Okayla, taste-wise is a subjective matter. People would just say that I don't know how to eat them.. which is true? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 354px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00266.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't know the way there, basically drive straight along Jalan Kepong with Kepong's Jusco (on your right) and Carrefour (on your left), go straight about 2 km before you turn right into an older town, and this Luicha King Restaurant is on your left (I believe that they wont call themselves Luicha King for no reason, maybe you should take a try?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list would be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dim Sum&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whay Ying &lt;/span&gt;along Jalan Meru. I stalked on her that day when I accidentally bumped into her on the road and there we went :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00272.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00274.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00276.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 472px; height: 354px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00276.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite good I'd say. I'm not too sure if its really because of the food there or the fellowship. Aww... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And owh, last in the item for this entry is the monthly gathering in kuku (aunt)'s place (yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick&lt;/span&gt;, if you're reading this, its your place!). We had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt; for this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00290.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00290.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks more like nasi kandar right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishes include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00280.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chicken drummets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00281.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00281.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fried prawns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00282.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 348px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00282.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chicken curry without santan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(like those you eat in banana leaf's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00284.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 474px; height: 355px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00284.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mom's shepherd's pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00285.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potato salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00286.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 354px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00286.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasi lemak's accessories: kacang, ikan bilis, cucumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pronounced as cu-cum-ber)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00283.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00283.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hard-boiled eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00288.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00288.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sambal sotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (from southern park's famous nasi lemak stall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00289.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00289.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome sambal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (from southern park's famous nasi lemak stall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 472px; height: 354px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00287.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh-so-succulent laici!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00295.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 624px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00295.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;assorted fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just love taking picture of this kiwi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00297.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00297.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bubur caca&lt;/span&gt; for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00293.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 465px; height: 348px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00293.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like said in the previous entries, we're all bored with the karaoke already. So instead of proceeding to our new-learnt game, mahjong, the adults took over. Your brother, Josh has to meet his three uncles (my dad, Kah Ling Jie's dad and Ming's dad) over the table while us cousins watched Marley and Me in your tv room :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00298.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00298.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua, Jasmine and Wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Josh and Jasmine are my cousins, just so you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00300.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chee Mun Sheung!&lt;/span&gt; (when watching Marley and Me) while Sydney was barking away at the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I think I've had 4 times of Japanese food for this month. Fatness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fun @ Work to Hotspring and Kuala Selangor up next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-3398198738603828824?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3398198738603828824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3398198738603828824&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3398198738603828824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3398198738603828824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-more-food.html' title='And More Food.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8214755483535949336</id><published>2009-05-10T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:07:10.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>When Forgiveness Seems Impossible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Forgive and forget"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a real common phrase but how many of us manage to do that? I admit I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was found out that there's actually a distinct difference between 'forgive but not forgetting' with the usual 'cannot forgive hence cant forget.' I can assure that you're fine with forgiving but not forgetting. I mean if something had happened, how can one forget? But you can definitely tell if that someone has forgiven the other for that incident or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, about 10 years ago, your friend of yours complained bout you to your teacher and you were punished by your teacher for no apparent reason. At that moment of time, you were very angry with your friend and the friendship was called off from that time on. Then today your friend called you and wanted to meet up with you after 10 years. Now, if you're still harbouring the bitterness and still angry with your friend --- then you've not forgiven him/her and cannot forget. But in contrary, if you do not have the angry/bitter feeling towards him/her anymore but you still can remember the incident --- well, you've definitely forgiven that person already but you didn't forget the incident but this is still good. I mean, what had happened had already happened and nothing can turn back the time and how can one forget any incidents that had happened but the most important thing is are you still angry? If not, you've already forgiven that person. Congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just so simple isn't it? Don't let the bitterness/angry for no apparent reason eat you up while the person you're angry with doesn't even feel anything. They have nothing to lose but you, maybe you're even losing your health. Studies showed that people with unforgiveness and full of anger have higher chance in getting cancer and other diseases. It has something to do with the signals and nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this someone that I mentioned before had this huge misunderstanding and misjudgement of me for so many years already. This person has been harbouring anger and bad thoughts bout me all these years thanks to words of other people though I didn't do anything. God knows how long this anger has been in that person and how this might be eating that person up for no apparent reason but today, this person actually started a short and small conversation with me. That's really surprising and you can tell that this person has realised that it was just a misunderstanding and has wasted so many years of harbouring the anger and bitterness for nothing. I'm glad, I'm really glad that things are taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you feels that you've been angry with someone, maybe you can try forgiving that person? Harbouring anger and bitterness for someone (especially when that someone doesnt even know it) would just bring lost to yourself. And remember, not forgetting the incident doesn't mean you havent forgiven that person. Maybe you already had but you just didn't know it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8214755483535949336?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8214755483535949336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8214755483535949336&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8214755483535949336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8214755483535949336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-forgiveness-seems-impossible.html' title='When Forgiveness Seems Impossible.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1493711959322417353</id><published>2009-05-08T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:08:24.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Affinity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving on the road this morning until this thought came to me: Human is rather unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, our affinity for something or someone (for a particular period of time) would be quite obvious. For example from the entries of this blog, I bet you can tell that I have a friend by the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt; and her friendship carries some weight in my heart. And thats why you read her name repeatedly in some of the entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or probably affinity for food? Or trips? Its like they carry such weight that they're worth mentioning if you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than these kind of affinities, our lives can also tell what we like or we don't. If you dread school, means you dislike school. Isn't that right? Basically I cannot stay still one la. I cannot be routinized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my hospital attachment in Sunway Medical Centre bout 2 years back and I was quite excited for it at first. After 2 weeks of routined lifestyle, I dread work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Monash, I also dread school and always look forward to holidays after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I just started working for 2 months, and although my job is not as routined as the rest and has highest flexibility but truthfully, I'm starting to feel the sien-ness already. Man, this is just the start! When will it end? 30 years later? Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread everything and basically I bet by now you can tell that I'm not someone who can't last or persevere. And out of everything, I realise that there's only one place that I'm in (for 6 years already and still counting) and I'm never tired of it, never dread it, and always looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Youth Ministry. I don't know what's it but there must be something in it that's keeping this passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-1493711959322417353?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1493711959322417353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1493711959322417353&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1493711959322417353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1493711959322417353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/affinity.html' title='Affinity?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1803645720175362701</id><published>2009-05-05T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:44:01.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><title type='text'>Number-Dunno-What Miracle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried being blessed with miracles so many times until you lost count of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to testify this the other day until I shared with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt; bout it. The other day before I left 1U for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E&lt;/span&gt;'s place (about 20km from the former to the latter), my fuel's sign started blinking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jing Tien&lt;/span&gt; was following from the back and we were late, so I didn't wanna stop to pump anywhere until I reach &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E&lt;/span&gt;'s place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 11pm when we left Dr E's place and the signboard says 14km to Klang and ahh, the fuel's sign is still blinking! I wonder if it can last me home or not. I wasn't sure if it'll stop halfway and I don't wish to stop anywhere near to pump because it'd be so dangerous --- 11 plus at night around Kg Jawa/Sentosa area? A big no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I uttered a short and simple (but powerful) prayer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus, I need to be home. I know You'll keep me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, right after that simple prayer, my fuel sign went up 2 bars (I was halfway home already that time) and the car moved as if it has a lot of petrol somemore. The fear of stopping-because-I-run-out-of-fuel was totally gone and I totally forgot bout it until I reached home. The fuel sign started blinking again only when I pressed my electric gate's remote control in front of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I believe He'd heard me and He provided :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-1803645720175362701?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1803645720175362701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1803645720175362701&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1803645720175362701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1803645720175362701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/number-dunno-what-miracle.html' title='Number-Dunno-What Miracle.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3615943547720212883</id><published>2009-05-02T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:47:18.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Shogun &amp; Tenji</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E&lt;/span&gt;'s place. It was a blast nevertheless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues and I actually pay RM10 to our team's fund every week and at the end of the month, we basically use this money to celebrate (actually thats just an excuse to eat out together) or more for bonding session la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Insunwayshogun.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/Insunwayshogun.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Chris &amp;amp; mk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00209.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris, Sharon (boss) &amp;amp; mk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this month, we went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shogun in Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;. I would say the food there's not bad and they're not as bad as I thought. RM 58++ (RM 67 after tax) for an adult is actually quite cheap for a japanese buffet so far. Apparently there are more varieties in this Shogun branch when compared to the one in 1U. And definitely I had a good time there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 348px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00188.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cod fish with lobster sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00190.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;baked cheese oysters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00191.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00191.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fresh oysters and sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00193.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sashimi (crab's leg, tuna, salmon, abalone slices) and more sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00204.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00204.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sliced beef with mixed mushrooms teppanyaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00205.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00205.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peppermint &amp;amp; raspberry vanilla ice-cream with konyaku jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00195.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00195.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dragon fruits (alot of fibre to help lowering down the cholesterol) and konyaku jellies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that much! And actually I had more la.. like abit of lamb shank with brown sauce, tomyam gung (omg!), miso soup, sharkfin's soup, soft-shelled crabs with cheesey mayonnaise etc. Just abit of everything la but by right, I wasnt allowed to take pictures. Damn stupid right? Uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these food of course cannot be compared to those we had in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenji, Mont Kiara &lt;/span&gt;with my dear friend. Cost-wise of course abit more pricey la (RM 88++ per pax and about RM 102 after tax) but if you compare the atmosphere, food choices etc, memang way better la. But if you're not someone particular in food and environment and you just wanna fill your stomach with alot of Jap food, then just try the one in Shogun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lingling, &lt;/span&gt;I'll bring you there when you next come up to Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you compare the look of the food by these pictures taken in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenji&lt;/span&gt; (actually partly is the photographer's problem la. I must admit that my friend's a real good photographer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00105.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00105.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 465px; height: 347px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05092.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 472px; height: 353px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05093.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soft-shelled crab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 467px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05094.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;unagi -- the brave, strong and awesome descendant of the Unagon tribe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05097.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;garlic cream green mussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05098.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;steamed cod fish (this is real good stuff from a person who doesnt like fish like me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05104.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mixed mushroom teppanyaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05107.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 623px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05107.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miso soup shabu-shabu (i love this too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00107.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00107.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;fresh osyters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00109.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00109.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cane clams? i dont know what they call these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00110.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amory beef &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(ohh i really really love this!! the beef is so tender and when you bite them, the juice comes oozing out... oohh la la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00111.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tempura and side dishes (chuka tako etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 624px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/DSC05102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;ice-blended lemon juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the one in Tenji offers more choices, all good choices only. Their drinks (look at above) are like juices, ice-blended fruit juices, fragrant coconut (ahhh) etc. The one in Shogun are from Nestle --- you know those instant coffee, ice lemon tea, blackcurrent drink from Nestle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenji's ice-creams are from Haagen Daz while the ones in Shogun are from Nestle :) Realise the differences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry already? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-3615943547720212883?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3615943547720212883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3615943547720212883&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3615943547720212883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3615943547720212883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/05/shogun-tenji.html' title='Shogun &amp; Tenji'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5176838565335568063</id><published>2009-04-22T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:41:29.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>A Corrupted World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blogging from the office again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These few weeks were good. Met even more doctors, learned more stuffs. For some of you who wonder how am I doing, I'm doing well, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Somehow the irony, the more I'm exposed to this world, the more I know how shallow I was/am. All these while my world used to be so simple. Students -- study, employees -- work and contribute to your company/country, doctors -- save lives, policemen -- justice; but sad to see that all these are just supposed-to-be theories and reality isn't like this. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also learnt that no matter what you're pursuing right now, be it engineering, sciences, medicine, law, accounting but in the end of the day you'll still end up as a business-person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to look up to these professions, or even medical doctors but its sad to see that their very first ambition to save lives have now changed to making money. Most of them are so business-minded! Dirty and corrupted! What's wrong with the world? All they think is to make money and do not wish to buy powerful vaccinations or medical cures from pharmaceutical companies in afraid that these medications would heal all sicknesses and they'll not have business for the next few months. What in the world right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Myself am promoting on this very low glycemic index complete nutritional product solely for diabetic patients with the aim to control their diet a little and to reduce their blood sugar. This particular doctor actually told me that he'd rather not introduce this product to his diabetic patients because he believes that it can definitely help them. This is because after consuming my diabetic drink along with some drugs, the diabetic patients will be well and there wont be anymore need to meet the doctor and hence no business for him. No business = no income = rather don't heal them and hopefully more people will be sick. That's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The righteous act of medical doctors have now changed to become selfishness. That doctor also told me that this top leading pharmaceutical company offered him something for asthmatic patients. As you know asthmatic attacks come almost every night or quite frequently, but after inhaling that new bronchodilator, one can be attack-free for at least 6 months. The doctor refused to order and prescribe this new awesome discovery because he said he wont get to see patients for the other 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another doctor somewhere else told me that actually there's already a cure for AIDS and most doctors know bout it already but the pharmaceutical company didn't want to release this cure. Reasons behind? Once this cure is released, EVERY AIDS patients from Africa will be cured of AIDS and hence their other antivirals vaccines cannot be sold anymore since they're cured already. Now imagine, just because of this money-minded act millions of lives are still suffering from this so-called incurable disease called AIDS. The doctor even suspected that people actually inject HIV into the patients before they're intro-ed to the vaccines. How dirty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I personally really hope that things will be done. Maybe some honest researchers should take over the research and then quickly patent the cure and release it to everyone to save lives? At this moment of time I wish I'm a PhD qualified and someone would give me grant for this research. Or at least, do you share the same goal and mindset as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or maybe YOU can do something with it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5176838565335568063?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5176838565335568063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5176838565335568063&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5176838565335568063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5176838565335568063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/04/corrupted-world.html' title='A Corrupted World.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7107731720534923627</id><published>2009-04-15T09:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:40:00.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr E.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Captured Moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of my favourite shots taken with my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/SNC00027.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/SNC00036.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;dusk or dawn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 545px;" src="http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/SNC00043.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ain't being a sadist here but its like as if someone keguguran (miscarriage) right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 540px;" src="http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss195/munkhea-blogspot/SNC00070.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad you like the surprise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-7107731720534923627?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7107731720534923627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7107731720534923627&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7107731720534923627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7107731720534923627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/04/captured-moments.html' title='Captured Moments.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-6940421882998164097</id><published>2009-04-12T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:27:14.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>Shattered, The Musical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was not the perfect-perfect, but I think it was very good. That's because we all put our 200% effort to it. Being so new and young, I think personally think that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harvest Youth&lt;/span&gt;, you guys did a great great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a pat on the back, will ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And special thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minghui&lt;/span&gt;'s family (yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mingci&lt;/span&gt;, you're included!) as well as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sue-li&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoong Kang&lt;/span&gt; that came all the way. Thanks so much for your support! Really appreciate it :) Your presence is an encouragement to me. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy (belated) Birthday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the date ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-6940421882998164097?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/6940421882998164097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=6940421882998164097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6940421882998164097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/6940421882998164097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/04/shattered-musical.html' title='Shattered, The Musical.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8155076245551615575</id><published>2009-04-02T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:47:55.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Fun @ Work: Kepong &amp; Klang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I was in Kepong. So the day before, I asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah Sian &lt;/span&gt;if she wants lunch with me. She said okay and so we dated to meet at 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Kepong.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 292px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/Kepong.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, this woman, called me so many times just before the meet up.  Okay, not so many times la, just 4 times to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey mk, where are you now? Are you really coming? Don't bluff me la, I know its April's fool day. Really or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cis, she didn't believe me. And she wasn't the only one. Alvina also thought I was trying to prank her. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Happy (belated) April's Fool Day! Hope you were nicely pranked :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she brought me to this lunch in this jungle place, along with her friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zenna&lt;/span&gt; (sp?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 349px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite cool place though. Mysterious and hidden feeling in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, our table 'legs' are made of the famous SINGER-brand tailoring machine. omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, like those that you need to step on back and forth to move the wheel? I saw the guy at the across table doing that at all times. Out of boredom while waiting for his food of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I ordered? No prizes for correct answers though heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah tomyam yet again. I feel so childish blogging this way la omg. Ish whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Kepong1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 292px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/Kepong1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma just told me that Kepong has lots of good food. I don't know how true can that be but anyways, I'm happy with my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ah, on the way from one clinic to another, I saw this huge banner by the roadside with the word 'AYAM DARA' written on it. Out of curiousity, I pulled my car aside and bought the ayam dara (virgin) which is the acronym for ayam Diperap Adunan Rempah Asli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SNC00019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu236/aehknum/SNC00019.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tastes like barbequed chicken with satay flavour? Yeah something along that line la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, one of the Pusat Perubatan that I visited in Klang happens to be a Pusat Perubatan for Erectile Dysfunction O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of me detailing to the doctor about my Diabetic product, he ended up doing all the talkings and explained to me how he treats ED and how to get baby for a 'cannot-get-baby couples'. That includes taking his medicine (traditional style) for a period of time while he presses your pulse spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, apparently for couples that kept on getting baby girls could be helped also. He can give consultation as to when and HOW to make love. Timing and positioning could be a factor apparently. omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me how MOST guys have this ED problem (esp after 30 y/o) and why. He also has to tell me the sizes of the part and how he can help them to lengthen it etc. He had to say how tiny Asian guy's one are and how impossible are they to so-called 'satisfy' their wife etc but only he can help. He even to the extend of showing the length using a ruler -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen guys, he also mentioned something like masturbating too much at younger age could cause ED by the age of 30. And he had to gesture to me when he couldn't explain the word masturbate in cantonese -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn gross la. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beh tahan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-8155076245551615575?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8155076245551615575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8155076245551615575&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8155076245551615575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8155076245551615575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-work-kepong-klang.html' title='Fun @ Work: Kepong &amp; Klang'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2099611955612475811</id><published>2009-04-01T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:58:42.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Non Tokoh-like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Sheung&lt;/span&gt; came into my room bugging me for my certs, she wants the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cemerlang &lt;/span&gt;(excellent) ones for her project it seems. Form 1 -- sure the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salasilah keluarga&lt;/span&gt; (Family Tree) project once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she asked for my photos taken during all the awards and all. Hello, last time (my schooling time) don't have digital camera one la okay. I got my first digicam in my form 5 only, what more pictures taken during awards since young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "All my pictures now are only pictures with you (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Sheung&lt;/span&gt;) la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought for a while and said, "Actually pictures with me in will do too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good then, go take la. We camwhored so much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Camwhore? (She then gave me this -.- look before she continued) I was asked to do a project of Tokoh Tempatan and I chose you to be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tokoh&lt;/span&gt; la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowonder camwhore-pictures are not accepted. Just in case the teacher will go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, which part does this person looks like a tokoh?" O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2099611955612475811?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2099611955612475811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2099611955612475811&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2099611955612475811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2099611955612475811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/04/non-tokoh-like.html' title='Non Tokoh-like.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3065332325185052366</id><published>2009-03-25T08:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:59:46.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Neither Here Nor There.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been quite awhile since I last update. Last week was quite a hectic week. Because of the Medical Conference in UMMC on Saturday and my client's Health Awareness event on Sunday, I worked 7 days! But all is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have been binging in alot too. Nestle's feeding us really well. C&lt;em&gt;har kuey teow&lt;/em&gt; for breakfast, bah &lt;em&gt;kut teh&lt;/em&gt; for lunch and &lt;em&gt;SS15 Cendol&lt;/em&gt; for teabreak -- what would you expect of me? Yeah, call me fat. I really need to do something with this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be turning 23 years old this coming June. I'm neither old nor young now. Sucks to be at this stage you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go for youth, people like Iri will be "omg mk, you're so old edi la!" and if I join my company for any events or joined-fieldwork they'll all treat me like a kid. Yes, a kid! Not even a young people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I go on like this, I'll start facing identity crisis. Haha. Blogging from office now which I shouldn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I might be getting sales in a while. Pray for God's prayer. Will update again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update: Yeah I got the sale! Again neither here nor there now. Not to say alot more to meet my target but not to say very easy to meet also. Your favour is all I need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3065332325185052366?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3065332325185052366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3065332325185052366&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3065332325185052366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3065332325185052366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/neither-here-nor-there.html' title='Neither Here Nor There.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-5904733944209982570</id><published>2009-03-17T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:59:00.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cause'/><title type='text'>Stop For Them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day over the table sipping our chinese tea, someone highlighted the incident of the Australian exchange student who got knocked down by a vehicle outside Monash Sunway Campus. Apparently that girl was chasing the bus or something and she ran out to the zebra crossing but the car didn't stop or something like that. Thank God she didn't die (or else Monash's School of Science will be in great trouble) but she had some blood clot in her brain. So surgery and blah blah blah. Now still in ICU i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very sure of the actual version of this incident but the key point here is, we drivers should all stop when someone wants to cross the road at the zebra crossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be denied that it's Malaysian's culture to not stop at zebra crossings. I vividly remember my trip with the HCA guys to Singapore, there was once when Ronnie and I wanted to cross the road, so we stopped at the zebra crossing 'cause we saw cars but they stopped for us immediately. I also realise that the rest of the Singaporeans just cross without looking at zebra crossings because the drivers there WILL stop their vehicle for us. Unlike Malaysia, if Ronnie and I did that here, we would have been knocked down by something long ago. Yes, that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Liangyi and gang (Singaporeans) came for a 3-months exchange program in UM, they actually stopped at the zebra crossing for sooooooooo long in their campus but no car seems to stop for them. So they came and asked me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that its the culture here, an unchangable bad habit that's etched deeply in our roots, our culture, the Malaysian culture to not stop for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its more of the mentality and its something that we can train. We're in control of our actions, not entirely depending on the mentality (or the culture like said). Someone also brought up that its more dangerous to stop our car just in case the car behind us speeds and our sudden braking for the pedestrian crossings would cause an accident. This is true till a certain extend but I guess, the world will not change if nobody do their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just need to set an example, one by one and things would happen. Things won't change overnight but it takes effort. Let's say now I encourage some of you (say 2 of you) to practise this way (stop for the pedestrian) , the two of you will make some changes and tell another 2 and that 2 will tell another 2. That's like 1 become 2, 2 become 4, 4 become 8 and so on. An exponentially increasing chain reaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's a need for change of mindset, effort will be required too. Nothing will be done if nobody does it. It has to start somewhere! It can start with US (as in kita, and not Amerika Syarikat)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people, lets do this together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-5904733944209982570?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/5904733944209982570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=5904733944209982570&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5904733944209982570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/5904733944209982570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-for-them.html' title='Stop For Them!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2892244490668127349</id><published>2009-03-15T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:41:15.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr E.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>Sepang &amp; Klang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Sepang last Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010006-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010006-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like said, what's going to Sepang without paying a visit to the Sepang F1 circuit right? It's just like going to Pizza Hut and not eating pizza, where can? So I went there during my lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 350px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place's quite cool. I even get to stand on the Grand Stand to watch some of the racers practising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010023-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010023-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010012.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 349px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 350px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put on the bragging cap for a while, (to be honest) sometimes I'm quite amazed by my timing for photography. I mean, you guys know how fast these F1 racers speed right? To capture them would take quite abit? Haha damn perasan! Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I had to cover some of the clinics around Sepang town and also their outskirt. So I took the coastal road back to Klang. Damn far weyy! In the end, all in all I drove 252km just for this whole trip. That's like driving from KL to JB (or maybe Singapore?) already. Jialat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many plantations all along my way and yes, these are my 'only' views all the way! I bet most of you take dragon fruit alot (btw, it contains a high amount of antioxidant. take more!)&lt;br /&gt;and just in case you thought they grow on the tree just like apples or durian, you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this is how they look like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010049.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chance to just converse with the farmer for a while and learned some knowledge from them. Quite cool. I was told that its off-season now and they only get 300 dragon fruit out of 3000 trees planted (that means only 10% of the trees planted bear 1 fruit each). I was also told that at this time last year, NO dragon fruit succeed growing. So maybe dragon fruit may be a little more pricey now til June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also stopped by Bagan Lalang and enjoyed the breeze for a while before I head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010053.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beach at Bagan Lalang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty amazed by our country. As we all know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Australia's Goldcoast&lt;/span&gt; is one of the finest and most beautiful beach in the world. Here, Bagan Lalang's implementing something similar and a part of this beach is known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sepang Goldcoast&lt;/span&gt; now. Ain't kidding here! Serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 624px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010057.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (Saturday) is a happy day for me. Had lunch with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E, Dr Lau&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; husband, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jing Tien&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minghui&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage1-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 292px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/collage1-3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isn't she exceptionally pretty especially in my personal photo with her? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They met up in my house first (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jing Tien&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E &lt;/span&gt;parked their car at my place) and its so awkward for me to introduce &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr Lau&lt;/span&gt; as my lecturers to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dad, meet my friend, Jing Tien. And these are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my lecturers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I saw was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E&lt;/span&gt;'s awkwardness upon hearing that, giving her shy yet sweetest smile while saying her hello. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 293px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/collage-6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I hope she doesn't see this or I'll get killed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bah kut teh &lt;/span&gt;and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cendo&lt;/span&gt;l together. I don't know what wrong/funny things I said in my car 'cause everyone (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr E, Minghui &amp;amp; Jingtien&lt;/span&gt;) tends to laugh at every word I say/do. They literally laugh till they get cramps at their abdomen. I'm not a clown la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dr E&lt;/span&gt; calls me a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;budak&lt;/span&gt; and she thinks that I'm so manja, childish and playful --- which is so obviously untrue right? I bet you all know that :) (i mean the untrue part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she called me her stalker also! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, I almost ran over a stupid goat who ran out to the road all in a sudden at a heavy traffic. Thank God I managed to give an emergency brake and the goat was just 5 cm in front of my car. It was that close! And the car behind my car couldn't stop in time and so he swerved to his left (we were on the right lane) but there was another car on the left too (heavy traffic). Thank God he managed to slip through in the middle, or else mom's vios will be rammed from behind because of that stupid goat! Pfft! I still thank God I didn't kill it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we have to educate them to look left and right before crossing the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2892244490668127349?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2892244490668127349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2892244490668127349&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2892244490668127349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2892244490668127349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/sepang-klang.html' title='Sepang &amp; Klang'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/th_P1010006-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7372771226829533553</id><published>2009-03-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:31:41.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun at Work'/><title type='text'>Batu Caves, Gombak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been following my blog entries, or if you're my friend, you'll probably know by now that I'm working as a Medical Rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was in Gombak, met a few doctors before I break for lunch. And then after lunch, I drove my car to this road and I've no idea why I stopped at the junction there for so long and it took me a while to realise the smoke coming out from the adjacent car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2681.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2681.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove away just in case it explodes while debating if I should call the bomba. I parked my car at a corner and walked back towards that smoky car while the crowd builds up and the bomba's siren alarmed making its own grand entrance towards the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2682.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 328px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2682.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was keeping a distance just in case it explodes while the kepoh mk went nearer to take pictures of firefighters at work. Fuyoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2684.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 324px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2684.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened and Minghui said it could be a stolen car. The car was not locked and there's a hole on the top middle of the bonnet. And thats the part that's 'burning'. Actually its more like its corroded by acid, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my point here is that I witnessed a live incident once again! (haha, though its not something that one should be happy about but at least I've seen it before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around Sri Gombak to meet doctors and in the end of the day, what's going to Batu Caves and not climb their ever-so-famous long steps right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2686.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 582px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2686.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were alot of pigeons on the floor and these pigeons are not human-phobia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1230.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not like our usual pigeons who will fly off whenever human come near them. Note how close I was to them in order to take this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2691.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 330px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2691.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, they all flock together and attack if you happen to hold food. Having them flying pass my face/head at the sight of food somehow reminds me of Sueli's Mudpie (sp?) story. They're quite aggresive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2694.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 580px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2694.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the red tiny stairs on the left hand side? Yeah, that's the super long flight of stairs that everyone has been talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like when you go near them, the starting point of the mission to complete this flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 582px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2696.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up you'll say hello to your monkey friends that will greet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, please meet Huge-Balls-Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2699.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 588px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2699.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, meet his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bini &lt;/span&gt;(wife) and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2700.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 329px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2700.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd say that this is a close monkey community. They even watch over each other's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2702.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 329px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2702.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that includes catching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kutu&lt;/span&gt; (lices).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always camwhore on the way up also, just in case people don't believe you that you really went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 587px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1210.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. 2.. 3.. 4......................... 271.. 272.......... 273...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2703.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 576px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2703.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it up! 273 steps actually not really alot la. I don't get it why everyone think that its so hard to finish these steps. A not-so-fit people like me took only 10 minutes to get up there. I bet you can do better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1205.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 584px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1205.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2704.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 585px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2704.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2705.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 584px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2705.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the view from the top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the descending part's scarier than the ascending part. I tend to be so cautious bout "what if I miss a step and I roll down the whole thing like a Humpty Dumpy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 586px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1207.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made it down and I spent whole load of 1/2 an hour for the whole thing which includes taking lotsa photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 446px; height: 594px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1224.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel slight fatigue. Thanks to the short jog and then badminton yesterday. It's a real good experience I would say. I may need some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glucosamine&lt;/span&gt; now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-7372771226829533553?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7372771226829533553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7372771226829533553&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7372771226829533553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7372771226829533553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/batu-caves-gombak.html' title='Batu Caves, Gombak.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/th_SP_A2681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7534484179426420681</id><published>2009-03-08T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:57:53.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><title type='text'>Grace &amp; Mercy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two words, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mercy&lt;/span&gt; are like big words to me. In my earlier days, I don't know how to differentiate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, its like so common for us to say "I need Your grace and mercy, Lord" but what's the differences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the definition now, these words are actually so interesting and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy literally means not getting what you deserve. For example, we do wrong and we deserve punishment. But mercy said we can be pardoned for our wrong-doings. The penalty for sin is usually death but because of one's mercy (or in this case, God), we don't get the penalty. Or say, we broke our dad's important vase but instead of getting spankings or scoldings from him, he said its okay. That's the beauty of Father's love. That's what it mean by not getting what we deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, grace simply means getting what we don't deserve. For example, salvation. We cannot earn salvation with our own efforts but we receive it freely because of Jesus' complete work on the cross. Hence, its freely given to us eventhough we don't deserve it. Or we haven't been good children but our parents still love us so much and give us whatever we want. That's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aren't they beautiful? Now I thank God for grace and mercy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-7534484179426420681?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7534484179426420681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7534484179426420681&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7534484179426420681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7534484179426420681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/grace-mercy.html' title='Grace &amp; Mercy.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2229536355971191061</id><published>2009-03-07T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:19:20.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr E.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Reunion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 11.43am when I got up just now. It was a good night sleep nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream. A dream about one of my close high school friends,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sharul&lt;/span&gt; whom I've entirely lost contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've left MGS for about 6 years now and the last time I met her was during my days in SPM. After high school, I couldn't get her anymore. She has changed her number, email addresss, deleted her friendster account, no facebook account, nothing. Not even msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can put it this way, she's just out of reach. None of my friends can get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream yesterday, I found her. It was a very pleasant meet up. The hug and the time spent updating each other yesterday was very good. Though it may just be a dream, I'm already happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is well with her. I believe we'll all reunite soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr E &lt;/span&gt;makes my day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-2229536355971191061?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2229536355971191061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2229536355971191061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2229536355971191061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2229536355971191061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/reunion.html' title='Reunion.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-84588168404513933</id><published>2009-03-01T22:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:32:37.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Most Happening Cell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>God's Hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with training (with meals provided!). Going on fieldwork tomorrow onwards.  I believe His hand's upon me, and His favour is an essence. I'm falling in love with You more and more, all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 27th March 2009 (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;'s residential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the most happening cell group, things go awesome from worship right till prayer. No doubt, God's presence was so evident again. When we asked for prayer request, I'm so proud to share that it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adeline&lt;/span&gt;'s first time for cell group and but they were amongst the first to request for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adeline&lt;/span&gt;'s friend, 14 years old got scheduled for an operation the next morning to remove a huge brain tumour which is already pressing on her vision nerves. The tumour was suspected to be very near her spinal cord and with just a slight mistake/touch, she might be gone forever. Even the surgeon didn't have the confidence in removing it and that she might not make it. So everyone has to be prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we proclaimed divine healing power and that God will hold the surgeon's hand as he performs the surgery and that His wisdom will be upon the surgeon so that he knows what to do and all. We also prayed for peace to be with her family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chances of survival might be very slim but impossibilities for man are possibilities for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adeline&lt;/span&gt; got so excited and she told me that the surgery was a success and she's safe from the critical moment. I was so happy that I went around telling this good news to all my cell members. Though she's still in the ICU, I believe the peace of God would be with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not just another co-incidence but its another miracle. He never fail to amaze me. God is always so good la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-84588168404513933?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/84588168404513933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=84588168404513933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/84588168404513933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/84588168404513933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/03/gods-hand.html' title='God&apos;s Hand.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2082630049083404617</id><published>2009-02-24T08:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:43:11.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sneezes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging from the office now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very cold morning. Despite driving with the aircond switched off almost all the way, I still sneeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the question is, why do we close our eyes when we sneeze? I believe its some reflex action but why? Can someone please give me some revelations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon its dangerous if I keep on closing my eyes when I drive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-2082630049083404617?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2082630049083404617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2082630049083404617&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2082630049083404617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2082630049083404617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/sneezes.html' title='Sneezes.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7594980137480831444</id><published>2009-02-21T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:33:38.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>I'm So Sorry, Auntie Kamariah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a brief intro, my left-handside neighbour are Malays while my right-handside neighbour are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angmohs&lt;/span&gt;. My Malay neighbour loves hosting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamuan&lt;/span&gt; and I always see tents pitched up at their house compound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two days back, I saw the tents again. Mom told me this time its not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamuan&lt;/span&gt; but my neighbour's wife passed away in an accident. The accident took place at 4am in the morning. Being a Muslim, one needs to be buried before the sun sets. Its something unexpected and just imagine, my neighbour losts his wife and the kids lost their mom just overnight. Yesterday you see her, today you don't. At least if diseases, we can tell how long one still have and we can make the best out of the remaining time but accidents, no. It's so sad, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day in steamboat I was just telling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juvee&lt;/span&gt; that the worst part was that my neighbour hasn't known Jesus yet! The bible tells us that Jesus is THE ONLY way, truth and life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine this scenario.... "on the way to hell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neighbour:&lt;/span&gt; Hey, where are you taking me to? I thought I'm going to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel:&lt;/span&gt; I'm sorry but your name is not listed in the Book of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neighbour:&lt;/span&gt; Book of Life? What's that? I thought Islam said that we can get to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel:&lt;/span&gt; I'm so sorry to tell you but Jesus is the only way to heaven. So, you can't come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neighbour:&lt;/span&gt; But but, no one tells me bout Jesus! Even my neighbour didn't tell me and they call themselves Christians! And I invite them over for rendang during Raya. Pfft! Can you please give me one more chance so that I can tell my family about the Book of Life and Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel:&lt;/span&gt; Well, I afraid you can't. Let's hope and keep our fingers crossed that your neighbour will do their part...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O omg now I feel so bad. Sometimes its not that they don't want to know bout Jesus, but they don't have the chance to know Him since nobody shares with them. It's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Auntie Kamariah&lt;/span&gt;! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-7594980137480831444?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7594980137480831444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7594980137480831444&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7594980137480831444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7594980137480831444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-sorry-auntie-kamariah.html' title='I&apos;m So Sorry, Auntie Kamariah!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2900308518808609425</id><published>2009-02-18T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:59:39.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>A Good Head-Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of you asked me bout my work. Thank you so much for the showed care (at least I know who's with me). Appreciate it alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new phase has been taking me in quite well. Just started two days and haven't really done alot. Never would I expect that this position is not that hard after all (maybe not just yet) but I believe challenges would thrill our lives further, adding in some excitement whilst increasing the adrenaline flow right? Which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it's all cool. And I'm liking it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2599.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 327px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2599.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day itself, I was to attend a meeting with the Operation Manager of my principle company (the word 'attend meeting' sounds so.......... right? Ahh nevermind). Then lunch with my new friendly colleague (Chris) and we dropped by 2 clinics just to say hello to the doctors and introduced ourselves. And we called it a day! So nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day (today), I had to attend a meeting in Sunway (Apex, behind 3K). My boss actually text-ed me the night before if I wanna join her for breakfast before the meeting. I told her what I wanted to eat (pan mee @ 3k there) IF I could wake up earlier and make it there on time. She said no problem and guess what? Breakfast was on her! Blessings! (Note: Btw, she smokes! whoah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were done with the meeting quite early and I was asked to decide on where to lunch. Being undecided and with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ajak-ajak ayam&lt;/span&gt; attitude (yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xuewen&lt;/span&gt;, yet again!), I unintentionally asked the manager from the Nestle team (who happened to stand next to me when boss made me decide) if she wants to join us for lunch and guess what? She took it seriously and came with us! Haha! So we ended up in Che Go, a korean restaurant in Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1195.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1195.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food's not bad I'd say and they have this lunch promotion thingy. Each set costs just RM16.90+ which includes a maincourse, 2 side dishes, fruits and ginseng/green tea. Not bad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1196.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hot &amp;amp; Spicy Chicken Ramen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1197.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 243px; height: 181px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1197.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1198.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 245px; height: 182px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1198.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 244px; height: 182px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1199.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 245px; height: 182px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1203.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Side dishes &amp;amp; fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good. The fellowship was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1202.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 326px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1202.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris (colleague) and Sharon (boss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess who paid the bill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SPM_A1204.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 328px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SPM_A1204.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the manager from the Nestle team who I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ajak-ajak-ed ayam&lt;/span&gt; at! omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2900308518808609425?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2900308518808609425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2900308518808609425&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2900308518808609425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2900308518808609425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-head-start.html' title='A Good Head-Start'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/th_SP_A2599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8896535363641868175</id><published>2009-02-15T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:53:43.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>After 17 years..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... of non-stop education (from kindergarten to uni), I'll be starting a new phase of my life tomorrow. A brand new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shea&lt;/span&gt; asked if I was nervous or excited. Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's ahead of me or how my future's gonna be but I believe my future's decided and He's the one holding my future! I believe I'll have to face alot of crosspaths as I walk but He'll be with me at all time. Whenever I fall, He'll pick me up; hold my hands and walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the night before my first day of internship, I believe His very favour is with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-8896535363641868175?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8896535363641868175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8896535363641868175&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8896535363641868175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8896535363641868175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-17-years.html' title='After 17 years..'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-8242829628143095011</id><published>2009-02-15T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T02:57:15.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Love Is Cinta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SZcKin41iwI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6qqrHyn4ktQ/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SZcKin41iwI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6qqrHyn4ktQ/s400/love.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302718676191251202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(pure coincidence?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Wah&lt;/span&gt; puts it just now, Valentine is not just for couples but for everyone. And Harvest Youth gave our all just now and celebrated it with our ultimate spiritual lover, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Valentine's Day thingy was first started by this guy called Valentine and now thanks to Marketing, everything has been so commercialized!Uber packed dining places with extremely expensive roses and chocolates (yeah its good to pamper your girlfriends, guys) for just today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I personally feel that we shouldn't just express our love only on Valentine's Day. If possible and not too demanding, maybe everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been wanting to say these (just in case I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak sempat&lt;/span&gt; say these next time):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su Ann&lt;/span&gt; (and Happy Birthday again!!)! Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Fen&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8150360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 330px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P8150360.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/Pictures/Blog/2009/Feb/love/P8150360.JPG" alt="" /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xuewen&lt;/span&gt;! Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 579px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/Image000.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mun Wah&lt;/span&gt;! And my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010039.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harvest Youth&lt;/span&gt;! Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sab&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010047.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Gang&lt;/span&gt;! Love you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mayjean, Jean Nee, Yiwei, Sian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tammy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P6270051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 329px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P6270051.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer Gang&lt;/span&gt; (heh! yeah love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shea&lt;/span&gt;!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010004-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 327px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/P1010004-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jokien, Jinchong, JinSeon&lt;/span&gt;! Love you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yk&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eevon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sueli&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you too, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cikgu Toh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (and the rest of the Singaporeans)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07122008094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 328px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/07122008094.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo love you all la, people! Happy Valentine's! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-8242829628143095011?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/8242829628143095011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=8242829628143095011&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8242829628143095011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/8242829628143095011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-cinta.html' title='Love Is Cinta.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SZcKin41iwI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/6qqrHyn4ktQ/s72-c/love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3398354560908319549</id><published>2009-02-13T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:13:19.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What Would You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading someone's profile and found out that his friend (one year older than me) passed away in his sleep suddenly. That guy is a real gifted guy, a man after God's own heart and he has been faithfully serving and all. In short, he's a great man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he may be young, but the truth is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he passed away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking this over. In fact, it is true. That's no such thing as too young to die. I'm not being overly paranoid here bout death, nor am I scared of death. I'm not. I just wonder what have I done in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I done enough? Have I been faithfully working towards His will? Have I been blessing people with what I  have? Have I confronted and apologized to everyone that I've unintentionally hurt? Will all the misunderstandings and issues clear on their own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More, will people come for my wake service? Will they have something to testify bout myself? Or is it just all bad things and gossips that I have left in their lives? Have God used me to actually &lt;a href="http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream-big.html"&gt;touch their lives&lt;/a&gt; (even if its just a size of a pea)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I really don't know. I've been so discouraged these days with things, with words, with people and their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what will you do if I die? I posted this question to two person just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person's answer was, "what can I do? You already died what".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, thats very true. But what I meant was would you even come for my wake? Would you grief? Or would you just feel 'owh what a pity, she died' and lets move on with life? But its reality la. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another said, "mk, im too busy now and have too many things in my mind now (she asked me for transport to airport and don't understand why cant I drive there). I'm tired and can I not answer you now? And you're not dying also"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very realistic. Bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parasite friends? Maybe? Ask, get and leave. What more have I got to offer? Maybe only to your enquiries bout studies in Monash. Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonder, is there someone out there still with me? I think i really need assurances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-3398354560908319549?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3398354560908319549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3398354560908319549&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3398354560908319549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3398354560908319549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-would-you-do.html' title='What Would You Do?'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-4389396266541491175</id><published>2009-02-08T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:26:34.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Fatty Crab Sdn. Bhd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2572.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 329px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2572.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this Fatty Crab Sdn Bhd located at Taman Megah offers really humongous crabs cooked in their very own specialty spicy gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2575.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 329px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2575.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crab in spicy gravy (usually gravy is dipped by the toast bread sold at 30 cents per piece)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being someone whose professional job is to eat and sleep and was brought up in Klang for 20 years, I'd think that Klang offers similar good (or better) quality crabs at wayyyyyyyyy lower price (also can be translated as better offer/good customer value) than these crabs. Don't get me wrong, they're good. The crabs sold here are all solid fresh crabs but too bad, my sisters and I haven't quite gotten the hang of the new gravy taste. It's a tad bit too spicy for myself (cili-padi taste).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rate it 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2576.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2576.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;golden fried rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2577.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fried chicken wings (sold at RM 2 per piece)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are CANNOT-BE-MISSED items. I love them alot, like, really alot! They taste really awesomely good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rate them 9.5/10 ('cause there's no such thing as perfect except Jesus and so there's always this thing called room-for-improvement here and there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 324px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2579.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beef (darker colour) and chicken (lighter colour) satays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not/never a big fan of satays but I'd say that I don't mind eating these. In fact, I'd prefer these over the satays grilled by the malays. Okay, no racist issue here but just the fact is that these satays are all lean meats and have almost no fats at all (again there's no such thing as perfect or 0% fats, so i'd dare to say maybe 1% of fats existed? haha!). I don't like fatty meat (not because I'm on diet though yeah, according to mom i'm too fat and i should diet) and the texture of it. Okay la, some of you might start to think that I don't know how to really appreciate nice food and I failed as a food reviewer la. haha too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-4389396266541491175?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/4389396266541491175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=4389396266541491175&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4389396266541491175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/4389396266541491175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/fatty-crab-sdn-bhd.html' title='Fatty Crab Sdn. Bhd.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/th_SP_A2572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-7573640743423522073</id><published>2009-02-06T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:48:44.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>Stop &amp; Stare</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SYvl7VvKvZI/AAAAAAAAAxI/GkWPHK4v2jo/s1600-h/A5+Flyer+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SYvl7VvKvZI/AAAAAAAAAxI/GkWPHK4v2jo/s400/A5+Flyer+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299582194141543826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An event that you won't wanna miss out! See you there tomorrow (Saturday)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: should you have any enquiries bout this event, text/call me or ask anyone &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=48195165988&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATES as of 7th Feb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2569.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 410px; height: 307px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2569.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2570.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 410px; height: 307px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2570.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harvest Youth&lt;/span&gt;, give yourself a pat on the back! Well done!&lt;br /&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-7573640743423522073?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/7573640743423522073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=7573640743423522073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7573640743423522073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/7573640743423522073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-stare.html' title='Stop &amp; Stare'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0T9-EX4ePB8/SYvl7VvKvZI/AAAAAAAAAxI/GkWPHK4v2jo/s72-c/A5+Flyer+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2714851514170147015</id><published>2009-01-31T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:55:34.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discoveries'/><title type='text'>Four Months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minghui&lt;/span&gt;, I decided to pull out my driving license from my wallet and check when's the next time should I go and renew my driving license. And to my horror, I'm late by 4 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also means that I've been driving illegally for 4 months now and I really thank God that no police had stopped me so far to ask for my license. And I've been driving to and from uni, church practices and meetings and all and not forgetting, cny visitings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I drove the car perfectly fine without any fear of license being checked for the past 4 months until I know that my license has expired. And the fear of driving without license is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what you call the consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for The Law and The Grace. Its up to our mind to set its focus on. Its either we're self-conscious or Christ-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former will lead to fear of being penalised and hence fear of God but the latter will lead to unending love and cause you to fall more in love with Him. The former will draw you away from God but the latter will draw you closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah, maybe its a worth-thinking question? How have we been? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-2714851514170147015?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2714851514170147015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2714851514170147015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2714851514170147015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2714851514170147015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/01/four-months.html' title='Four Months.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-2513225311075395475</id><published>2009-01-30T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T02:03:38.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Really!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;maggi goreng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ever&lt;/span&gt; in Klang (or maybe so far, of all the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mamak&lt;/span&gt; stalls I've tried in Klang Valley),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2539.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 304px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2539.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Location: Frontshop/Kedai Depan (Restaurant Selvam or something like that) of MGS Klang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my current addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 306px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2540.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, no thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle Thomas&lt;/span&gt; (yeah,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nick&lt;/span&gt;, this is the new toy of our family!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2527.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 175px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2527.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2529.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 174px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2529.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2557.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 176px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2557.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you think that I've a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; littlest sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SP_A2536.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 306px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A2536.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what you're gonna get from the sadist. Think twice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1679008957202757999-2513225311075395475?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/2513225311075395475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=2513225311075395475&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2513225311075395475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/2513225311075395475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/01/really.html' title='Really!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/th_SP_A2539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-1828647560942139933</id><published>2009-01-26T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:43:33.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discoveries'/><title type='text'>How Ironic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Christian but I'm still a Chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, I still do celebrate Chinese New Year. I realise that alot of people tend to think that once you become a Christian, you no longer celebrate festivals that has got to do with Chinese.  Aiyo, being a Christian doesnt make myself a westerner la. So, I'm still a Chinese, a 100% Chinese! Chinese is my race, and Christianity is my religion (not exactly a religion but I don't want to confuse you further in this now). Yeah, so celebrating Chinese New Year has got nothing to do with being a Christian (or the religion as a whole). It's a cultural thingy. Chinese New Year has got nothing to do with Buddhism as well, its just a Chinese thing you know. Its the race, the culture. We don't celebrate Wesak Day or All Souls Day etc because these beliefs embraces the Buddhism (like Wesak Day is Buddha's birthday?) so yeah. So basically a Chinese Christian like myself (and many other people) celebrate Chinese New Year, Good Friday, Easter Sunday and Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just came out from the shower with my hair washed, oh yes today's the first day of cny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the olden Chinese beliefs, all my good luck should have been washed off and nothing left for the remaining of this year. Ahh really? I must be really unlucky for years already since I wash my hair everyday! Looking back, I don't think so! That's because my life is not an accident, and things don't come by luck. I don't believe in luck. I believe Jesus' grace is always sufficient for me and He's my provider in everything. He watches my steps everyday, and guide me as I surrender my life to Him. I know everything will be good because He only knows how to give good things to us. So yeah, just in case you ter-wash your hair today, fret not! Your so-called 'luck' this year should not be deterned by that accidental act of washing your hair but believe that Jesus is a God of abundance who will never shortchange you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/57/3E1B7CE79CFABC1C911F17A8CF8C8838.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679008957202757999-1828647560942139933?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/1828647560942139933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=1828647560942139933&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1828647560942139933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/1828647560942139933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-ironic.html' title='How Ironic!'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679008957202757999.post-3403873899137811551</id><published>2009-01-23T01:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T02:19:12.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting Facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discoveries'/><title type='text'>Something Bout Jogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I met my senior, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suet Leng&lt;/span&gt; during our usual jog sessions. Man, I haven't met her since she left secondary school and she's still so much taller than me! More than one head! I bet she's a six-footer now! And when I had to look up so high just to talk to her, and guess what she said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't worry, you can still grow. Take me as your benchmark"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow horizontally it is! No more verticals for me edi la, so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read &lt;a href="http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2007/07/fusion-of-long-bones.html"&gt;this post of mine&lt;/a&gt; before, I mentioned that its an official thing that I cannot grow anymore. So yeah, I've to face the reality boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet she isn't aware of my age. You know, one thing about seniors are that their impression of you stays put with the year they last meet you. Unless you're still in touch with them. For example, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yee Pam&lt;/span&gt; still thinks that I'm form 3 now and she insisted that I'm still underage for 18pl movies or to go clubbing. I've grown and I'm no longer the small kid that you all though that oI am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout jogs, have you wondered why one feels a sharp pain on the muscle just right below the ribs when you haven't jogged for a while? That's definitely not an appendicitis I assure you! That's just to show that you're not fit. Its basically spasms of your muscles because of the lack of oxygen. If you suffer from this, you may want to adjust your breathing mechanism a little? It's also known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stitch&lt;/span&gt;, so yeah you can google bout it if you want to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another common jog annoyance is the itch on your thigh up to your gluteus maximus (yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whayying&lt;/span&gt;, the butt muscle). This 'itch' is caused by the blood circulation. As you all know, all these endurance exercises require a lot of energy, and all these energy can be harvested by the respiration (C&lt;sub&gt;6&lt;/sub&gt;H&lt;sub&gt;12&lt;/sub&gt;O&lt;sub&gt;6&lt;/sub&gt; + 6O&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; --&gt; 6CO&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; + 6H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;O + energy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That also means we need alot of oxygen as well to get more energy. Because of this, our arteries and blood capillaries kept expanding and contracting in repeated mode to allow more blood flow. And yes, this repeated expansion and contraction actually delivers signal to our brain and somehow our brain interprets it as itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your jogging sessions more regular will do the trick, and not by scratching yourself uh :)&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/1679008957202757999-3403873899137811551?l=munkhea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/feeds/3403873899137811551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1679008957202757999&amp;postID=3403873899137811551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3403873899137811551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679008957202757999/posts/default/3403873899137811551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munkhea.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-bout-jogs.html' title='Something Bout Jogs.'/><author><name>aehknum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12882668135631181162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/mun_khea/Blog/SP_A0576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
