<?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-24637178</id><updated>2011-12-31T22:35:31.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity gets the front seat of my sanity...</title><subtitle type='html'>...let angels guide you on your lofty quest...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-4374696290301639714</id><published>2008-06-12T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:25:08.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving On A Jetplane (2008 version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ea/Orlando-fl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ea/Orlando-fl.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very soon bebeh... Just another 7 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update would be on a daily-basis. Hopefully... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-4374696290301639714?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/4374696290301639714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=4374696290301639714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/4374696290301639714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/4374696290301639714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2008/06/leaving-on-jetplane-2008-version.html' title='Leaving On A Jetplane (2008 version)'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-4656534840740154401</id><published>2008-03-14T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T14:52:01.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the beauty of not knowing...</title><content type='html'>------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de pensar&lt;br /&gt;Después de ver&lt;br /&gt;A mi dolor andar&lt;br /&gt;sobre el agua del mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tibia claridad , que vi&lt;br /&gt;Por mi calle pasar&lt;br /&gt;Sin saber que hacer&lt;br /&gt;Sin sentir o pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo que aún hoy , sigo aún&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy sigo&lt;br /&gt;Atándome a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy , mi amor , te doy&lt;br /&gt;Mi cuerpo con alma&lt;br /&gt;Se esconde del sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De noche se escapa&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy, te doy&lt;br /&gt;Mi cuerpo con alma&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy , aún hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que esconde la noche&lt;br /&gt;Va a guardar&lt;br /&gt;De nosotros dos&lt;br /&gt;O sentir o pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me llenó de luz la noche&lt;br /&gt;Es porque yo vi nadar&lt;br /&gt;Delfines en tu voz&lt;br /&gt;Y sentí sin pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo que aún hoy , sigo aún&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy sigo&lt;br /&gt;Amándote a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy, mi amor , aún hay&lt;br /&gt;Dos cuerpos con alma&lt;br /&gt;Se esconden del sol&lt;br /&gt;De noche se escapan&lt;br /&gt;De noche se dan&lt;br /&gt;Los cuerpos , las almas&lt;br /&gt;Aún hoy, aun hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't understand a thing? Wonder what the h*** was that? Too bad, I'm not gonna tell... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does it occur to me, you and some other people that sometimes, the beauty of not knowing is something that we can't resist? Chatted with an online fella of truly yours just now, and she tells me that one of her fella is quite... uhmmm... afraid of telling his feels towards this girl. Keep on waiting to tell, apparently that girl is going to get enganged THIS WEEKEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blame him. Not many people are gutsy enough to stand up and tell to the one they fell for (him, her and/or anything in between) that he/she meant everything to her/his life. Many of them (yours truly included!) afraid of rejection. Others are hindered by some other factors (i.e he/she is married already, he/she in a r'ship with someone else, family issue, he/she has history of 'fling', he/she ran over her/his favourite cat, KLCI is keep going down, subprime lending crisis in US,  BN losing 2/3 majority, PAS still ruling Kelantan etc etc...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people said that... If you stand up &amp;amp; tell, at least there's some percentage of success, while if you don't, then the outcome is almost certain to be 'niente'... The problem with the rule of probability is that, they never teach you about what to do with the result of that. It's up to us on how to deal with it. But I guess that's the beauty of not knowing. You just keep on hoping that he/she will open his/her heart to you. It keeps giving you an extra incentive to smile, to live, to feel happy, to cheer up and feel better. Yours truly is no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*... to be honest, i have no idea whatsoever what i'm talking about... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and to certain someone, tomorrow's your birthday. Happy birthday bebeh... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-4656534840740154401?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/4656534840740154401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=4656534840740154401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/4656534840740154401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/4656534840740154401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2008/03/beauty-of-not-knowing.html' title='... the beauty of not knowing...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-5891641197467041874</id><published>2008-03-09T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:12:03.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Wind Of Change' or 'Animal Farm'</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... It's been almost a year since the last post. Asyik2 kena kutuk sbb tak update, sapa buleh tahan... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, right now I'm still at the office. And no, I'm not one of the newly-elected reps to either Parliament or State (although that kind of thought sometimes do crossed naughty brain of mine!). I'm just 'on-call' cum 'standby' for this General Election, which has left left perplexed since last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diclaimer : I'm not a member of any political parties nor supporters. Just an observer, well.. more or less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Let's start with what happened last night, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... I was at SPR Putrajaya yesterday (12 a.m till 8 a.m...) for this kind of 'on call'. Being sleepy &amp;amp; tired after 8 hours, couldn't resist the temptation of having a good night (actually, day!) sleep on my own bed and all. The intention of going to vote was there, but after a good rest, yours truly only managed to wake up at 6:30 P.M.!!! There goes one vote! So, it's going to be a second time in a row that yours truly didn't managed to see the black gate of Mordor... errr.. I mean, the election venue or post or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, lunner (lunch + dinner) and just watching the idiot box (a.k.a television) to watch some analysis that come and goes like those mat rempits during saturday night at some highways. A bit bored here and there, so I guess 'layaning' my bantal will be the best option for me  (it's still around 9 p.m., mind you). During the 'mamai2' phase, SMS came knocking on my HP's door. Can't remember the detail of it, but it says s'thing like some CM has accept the defeat of his state to the Opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike One : Don't care much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, another SMS banging on my HP's door. This time around, just another SMS that confirmed the 1st SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike Two : Don't care much about it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the ultimate SMS. One minister,  who I assume, has an office(s) in every toll companies in Malaysia has been defeated afterrr... how many years ek? The ultimate 'gangb***' was that, that GE was held on his very own birthday! So I guess his voters wants to give him the 'nicest' birthday present that someone could ever give to someone else. An everlasting retirement! So, in a way, he should thank his voters nevertheless. I guess his voters also concern that this fella has been working too hard. Too hard that he couldn't entertain the plea of 27 million people but rather listening to his reps, by which are located in several toll companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that SMS is just a beginning. At least for me. And it was enough for me to wake up &amp;amp; scrambling for the remote control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it goes. The domino effect of 'people's power'. At first, 'that' minister. Then another minister, who claimed that she has done a lot to his people of her  constitution, yet defeated to a newcomer. Well, that's true, she's a newcomer. But her father is not. Not that I deny what she has done, but face it. It's a politic. If you lose, it's either people don't like you or don't like your party. You may have choose the right game, but you (or your party) has choose a wrong constitution to contest on, hence, choose a wrong opponent. Move on, sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's next? Ohhh... The  'Erection' Minister. Nothing much about him that I want to rant about. Move on as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, another minister or the deputy or the parliament secretary or MPs or ADUNs. One after another. Around 1 a.m., I've decided that I've watched enough and went frolicking with miss bed and mrs pillows. However, during the mamai phase (again!), I get an SMS, which confirmed that :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Kelantan is (at least for now) still, again and belongs to P**. So, B* hafta come out with s'thing new on the next election. However, this is only true IF they managed to survive until next election!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Kedah, Penang, Perak &amp;amp; Selangor are STILL part of Malaysia. Just because you won these states last time, doesn't mean that you can ignore us. You're trying to woo one state, but lost several of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We know how to use the internet and get the news from the other side. Ever heard of 'Information Superhighway'? The only highway that has no toll whatsoever (thank God for that!). Next time, build a 'tanah merah' instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Never get over-confident. Last week you might be the Mentri Besar, tomorrow morning you have to put 'former' or 'ex' in front of that title. Last week, you're nobody. Today, you're still nobody. That's life. There are always ups &amp;amp; downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Somebody may have a lot of work to do tomorrow : To 'seek and destroy' certain documents from certain offices. If not, better commit harakiri/seppuku a.s.a.p. Give me a call if you need a swordsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Opposition party : You have to make sure that you can fulfill your promises. Otherwise... well.. there's always (hopefully) next GE. And we'll make sure that the ink will be used! Otherwise, I may have plenty at home. Maybe it's whatever left during my primary &amp;amp; secondary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Never count that someone who was jailed before wouldn't become CM. And someone who still behind the bars couldn't win the election. Damn! Why didn't I ran over that fella last month?! It's his fault anyway. I could have been an MP right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you're a politician, pray that the next GE won't be held on your very own birthday! It may spell a bad luck for you. So, if you were born during Jan-May (I guess), you better think twice of contesting for the next GE. Lucky me, I'm a LIBRA bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Somebody has to answer to someone else that why, after spending tons of money on ads, that they still could only muster a simple majority. All this while the other side couldn't even get a few ms of ads. I also wonder what will happen to the fellas who says on that ads that they plead a full support for the ruling party. If they still have guts to say it right now, well I guess, it's good for them. The very least is, they didn't jump from one party to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Some simple remarks from your party member DOES have an impact on YOU! Any sexist statement and undermining people are totally UNACCEPTABLE!. You said the 'bocor' thing towards another MP, I guess you were upset because your significant other was, unfortunately, 'bocor' last night? And asking other people to 'close on eye' about your urmmm scandal, is like comitting harakiri/seppuku. Please call me as well if you need a swordsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A colleague of mine told me that, once the certain minister has been announced that he has been defeated after about 30 years in power, there's an uproar and 'celebration'. And we are talking about the journalists inside the media room of the election commission, not some ordinary person or member of opposition parties! I guess they are also tired after asking tons of questions to him, everytime there's an annual celebration of toll hike. I also had a small hope this morning while driving, that I can passed through the toll gate without stopping (I'm not talking about using SMART Tag here!), but I guess, I should be patient and wait for a while until the dust is settled. Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... The tribe has spoken. People has made their choice. Well, at least 70% of 10 million of them. But one thing that I hope for the opposition parties is that, the power that is given by people, will be used for the good of the people. Whatever wrongs that you have promised to make it right, make sure you fulfill their hope. I'm still waiting for a reduction of oil prices, toll rate and cigarette tax. Do you hear me? OK, I can compromise on that cigarette tax. Wanna quit anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm afraid of... is the 'Animal Farm' of Malaysian version. Don't know what's 'Animal Farm'? Well, it's the era of cyberspace bebeh. I'm sure you can find it online. Ever heard of Wikipedia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to some people... The government may change, the power may shift, the toll rate may be reduced and the phantom voter might be created &amp;amp; vanished like a dust. BUT YOU STILL OWE ME LAAAA... How can this be? I've been waiting and waiting. Forget that you owe me issit? And you promised that you're going to pay. Di mana janji2 manismu??? Thank God you're not politician. But if you are politician and won the election, I'm willing to write it off. As long as you give me few APs, lesen balak, kontrak2 besar etc etc... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-5891641197467041874?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/5891641197467041874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=5891641197467041874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/5891641197467041874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/5891641197467041874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2008/03/wind-of-change-or-animal-farm.html' title='&apos;Wind Of Change&apos; or &apos;Animal Farm&apos;'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-2852788723958049078</id><published>2007-05-23T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:36:13.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Errrr... Should I say NAK or TAK NAK...???</title><content type='html'>Hello blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know it's a been a longgggggggggggggggggggggg time since the last time I even log in to this blog. So much things happened for the last couple of months. But so what? Shit happens. Next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about that little today's blog tittle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- fly by at the petrol station near the office last night. eager to be a batman with wings and stuff, but since it's just a fictitional character, guess i hafta settle down with red bull instead, coz their marketing scam said s'thing like 'red bull gives you wings'! i know, it's been late nite (around 00:00:00). this is pretty much our conversation (me &amp; that chap at the counter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - bang, red bull satu...&lt;br /&gt;thin chap (the fat chap will come into picture later) - kitorang dah tutup le bang.&lt;br /&gt;me - dah tutup? takpe la... amikkan je le, takkan takleh amik. saya nak beli air ni.&lt;br /&gt;thin chap - takleh le bang.&lt;br /&gt;me - (pointing to the chubby a.k.a fat chap) abang pun takleh amikkan ke? (at that time, he's not at the counter, rather, closer to the fridge where my bull is waiting to be bought &amp;amp; consumed)&lt;br /&gt;fat chap - takleh le bang&lt;br /&gt;me - abis apa yg buleh saya beli? kalau ada org haus camne?&lt;br /&gt;thin chap - dah malam ni, kitorang cuma buleh jual minyak &amp;amp; rokok je bang.benda lain semua tak masuk sistem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that point,i just show them 'talk to the hand' stuff and just drive home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, one thing i dun quite understand.i thot pak lah (and gomen) encourages us to say TAK NAK to rokok. but apparently, our own national oil company somehow indirectly doing the total opposite.no wonder the campaign is a big flop right now. it's not the smokers fault! whose fault is it if the smoker wants to buy s'thing to temporarily cure his addiction to nicotine, and somehow been indirectly encouraged to buy another pack of Marlboro...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally not my fault to go for the latter, albeit at kedai mamak...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. also, shud i say NAK or TAK NAK for THAT question. that's the problem when you do s'thing without thinking. padan muka...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-2852788723958049078?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/2852788723958049078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=2852788723958049078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/2852788723958049078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/2852788723958049078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2007/05/errrr-should-i-say-nak-or-tak-nak.html' title='Errrr... Should I say NAK or TAK NAK...???'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-9143609666587261692</id><published>2007-03-28T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:40:27.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep on walking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;The End Of The World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the sun go on shining?&lt;br /&gt;Why does the sea rush to shore?&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the birds go on singing?&lt;br /&gt;Why do the stars glow above?&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;It ended when I lost your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the morning and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Why everything is the same as it was&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand, no I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;How life goes on the way it does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my heart go on beating?&lt;br /&gt;Why do these eyes of mine cry?&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;It ended when you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know it's the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;It ended when you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/ally-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 115px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/ally-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-9143609666587261692?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/9143609666587261692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=9143609666587261692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/9143609666587261692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/9143609666587261692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2007/03/keep-on-walking_28.html' title='keep on walking...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-7014048078759756372</id><published>2007-03-22T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:01:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i can't have you.... i don't want nobody baby...</title><content type='html'>Finally... a (quite) meaningful update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still alive. Still kickin'. Been quite busy since Dec last year. No thanks to all the workload in the office and business.. not to mention, emotional feelings that went up and down... like rollercoaster. But at least, when you ride a rollercoaster, you'd know it's going to stop at certain time. Well... whether or not you're alive and well or end up like Final Destination 4, very much left to the fate, rather than someone's premonition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a shopping spree last year. No thanks (well... actually, thanks  a lot!) to the bonuses &amp; increments &amp;amp; promotions. Bought several toys (i.e Xbox 360... huhuhuhu... kick ass!!!!), sign up the PT session &amp; membership at fitness centre and several other things as well. Thank God I have put quite significant dough in my account, otherwise, sure dah papa kedana skrg ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently,  right now, my hand (my bank account rather!) are itching for one of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/NikonD80/Images/frontview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/NikonD80/Images/frontview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://www.dpreview.com/reviews/CanonEOS400D/Images/frontview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/CanonEOS400D/Images/frontview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a DSLR! Tapi belum tau beli ke tak! Usha je. Macam ada masa nak beramas mesra ngan benda ni. Keje yg ada pun rasa cam nak pengsan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life in the office is OK. Had to attend several meetings to win the project. Instead of being an engineer, now I feel like I'm more and more of a consultant. Can't complaint, since I love to go out &amp; meet the those potential clients and do the presentation, rather than  stuck here for 9  hours cracking my head to troubleshoot the problem. But still, I have no complaint whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also a hectic life for the last several weeks, coz we are trying to woo this potential client to pick us as their provider. Therefore, we have to do some POC (kind of test drive) and spent several weeks cracking my whole body, head, ass etc etc. Even I hafta slept in the office (tak balik rumah!) for few days. Bila balik rumah, rasa cam pelik je. Rasa cam tak penah lalu lak jalan balik rumah tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, it makes me ponder the idea of applying to become a conslutant (typo intended). I know that there's a vacancy there (in the company), but somehow i think, it's not a good idea of having two jobs &amp;amp; two bosses. Although a double salary would be very much welcomed (who whouldn't, but i doubt it's going to happen!). Or maybe i shud look somewhere else. I mean, if i can do the job, but there's no opportunity to do it or not offered to me, why shud i stay kan? I used to turn down a nice offer last year (increment, but demotion) from a nice company, but i said 'nehi'. I guess they were surprised bcoz of my decision, but i know i've made the right one. But this time around, if &amp; when somebody offers you to do things that you can do best, with a nice $$$, and a closer workplace to home, why should i say 'no' kan? I guess it's time for me to move on (or out). But should i...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope none of my colleague will read this blog. For them, this blog has been dead long time ago, due to my limited time &amp;amp; space to update it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my emotional life, i have no idea on how to describe it. But let's just say that i'm more than ready to settle down... it's good to love &amp; to be loved by someone. If someone asked me about who's in my mind right now, it's always this particular girl... whom i think i like her very very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess, i should just keep it to myself... at least for now... of course i'm going to tell her... someday. i just hope that i'm not too late... and i think she's a nice &amp;amp; lovely girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More ramblings later... Right now, i have to get s'thing to eat... and go straight to the meeting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-7014048078759756372?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/7014048078759756372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=7014048078759756372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/7014048078759756372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/7014048078759756372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-i-cant-have-you-i-dont-want-nobody.html' title='if i can&apos;t have you.... i don&apos;t want nobody baby...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-8798362038552171986</id><published>2007-03-15T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:35:49.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello....</title><content type='html'>Hello my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... the hapdet will be coming soon enough... SOON ENOUGH.... Just wait for a while ek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/sand_clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/sand_clock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-8798362038552171986?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/8798362038552171986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=8798362038552171986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/8798362038552171986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/8798362038552171986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title='Hello....'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-116063628906383203</id><published>2006-10-12T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T15:37:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fellowship of N-Series... and else..</title><content type='html'>Korang penah tak terpikir sapa agaknya yang sanggup beli phone yg sama ngan kawan opis korang? Sama jenis, sama warna. Pendek kata, 99.999% sama. Kali ni, kita menjelajah ke alam angker... melihat kerakusan manusia.. yang bukan setakat membeli handphone yang sama, malah sanggup menunjukkan ke seluruh dunia ttg kegilaan mereka terhadap handphone yang satu ni.... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0972.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0974.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            *ada yang kata, susunan yang ni nampak cam papan letak&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            Quran/Muqaddam. Masa kecik2 aku panggil 'rehal' (betul&lt;br /&gt;                                                       ke eja?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0975.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0976.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0978.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*nama aku gak takde. beginilah nasib org yg pakai&lt;br /&gt;SonyEricsson...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------*edit*----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kepada anasir2 luar yg cuba mengganggu-gugat network kami... AWAS...!!! Kami sudah mempunyai pahlawan2 kami untuk mempertahankannya. Mereka yang tidak kenal erti takut mahupun menyerah kalah, akan berjuang hingga ke titisan darah (dara?) terakhir untuk melawan anda semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/266894638_281302e325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/266894638_281302e325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*yang aku musykil, apsal yang aku rasa macam ada orang buat&lt;br /&gt;superimpose ttg ketinggian sebenar? Ke berdiri atas kerusi? Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Patut le lampu office ni ada lip lap lip lap pagi tadi. Korang punya keje ek?&lt;br /&gt;Gi pasang balik lampu kalimantang tu...!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/24637178-116063628906383203?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/116063628906383203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=116063628906383203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116063628906383203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116063628906383203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/10/fellowship-of-n-series-and-else.html' title='The Fellowship of N-Series... and else..'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-116037103130377919</id><published>2006-10-09T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:34:22.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Number Twenty-Slevin</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seronok ke dah  genap 27? Biasa je. Langit masih terbit dari timur (syukurrrr sgt2... aku belum tobat lagi!), masih kena gi keje, masih kena mandi &amp; pakai baju &amp;amp; seluar sblm gi keje... and jerebu masih ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bangi yesterday. Dan kawan2 aku yang disayangi tu telah menjamuku ngan kek besday and serba sedikit hadiah. Ada bagi jam, ada bagi kek. Not to mention, dapat wallet baru (bukan diorang bagi). Elok gak. Wallet yang dulu dah rabak. Maklum le... dah dekat 5 tahun pakai... ke lebih 5 tahun...???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0935.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mamat ni kalau bukan dia kena drive, mesti layan tido. Dari Shah Alam sampai Bangi layan tidooooo je. Kalau dibiarkan, mau sampai Kota Tinggi tak bangun lagi ni. Mentang2 banyak bantal kat seat belakang tu, tidoooo je keje. Bangun le weiiii...  Masa birthday ko aku tak tido pun...!!!&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0940.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aku punya birthday, apsal korang yg posing??? Apsal aku yg kena amik gambar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhh.... Kek sudah sampai, tapi masih belum buleh makan. Sbb apa? Belum masuk waktu berbuka lagi lorrrr...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0944.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*saat-saat akhir sebelum kek ni dipotong dan dimakan beramai2. Tapi sbb tak abis punya pasal, kena tapau bawak balik rumah....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0937.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0970.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hadiah birthdayku. wallet baru &amp;amp; jam baru. tak kisahlah. apa hadiah pun aku terima je. yang penting, tukang bagi tu ikhlas...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih kawan-kawanku sekelian. Terutama sekali terima kasih sbb korang belanja makan... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-116037103130377919?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/116037103130377919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=116037103130377919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116037103130377919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116037103130377919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/10/lucky-number-twenty-slevin.html' title='Lucky Number Twenty-Slevin'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-116023756671355898</id><published>2006-10-08T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:12:46.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Number 27...</title><content type='html'>OK the number now is 27. Yes, I know it's just another 3 years  from the big three-zero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new to report. Maybe tomorrow. After all, I have another 23 hours and 54 minutes to celebrate my birthday. Hmmm... What's my next resolution? Cari rumah kot... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-116023756671355898?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/116023756671355898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=116023756671355898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116023756671355898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116023756671355898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/10/lucky-number-27.html' title='Lucky Number 27...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-116011977819300821</id><published>2006-10-06T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T15:34:36.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolobu...</title><content type='html'>Sekali lagi, tahun ni, tetamu yang tak diundang ni sampai lagi untuk bertanya khabar. Takyah tanya pun takpe! Dia mai je, sure kita semua tergolek tak sihat. Tiap2 tahun cerita yg sama! Tiap2 tahun (silap2 recycle!) kuar gambar yang sama! Nasib baik kerajaan tak cakap "Tak apa...  Kadar jerebu di negara kita masih antara yg terendah di Asia Tenggara. Malah antara yang terendah di dunia". Tau le kat Kalimantan sana mungkin ada syarikat Malaysia punya onar. Tak kisah le syarikat Malaysia ka, Trinidad &amp; Tobago ka, Zimbabwe ka... asap yang kuar sama gak! Sakit tekak gak! Bukannya kalau syarikat US atau Jepun yang bakar hutan kat situ, asap kuar bau cam Christian Dior's Jadore ka, Hugo Boss's In Motion ka, CK One ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai bukti, tengok sini. Abis mata aku mengambik gambar2 bukti ni semalam &amp;amp; ari ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yang ni tepi lebuh raya LDP. Kalau ari cerah, patutnya buleh nampak Summit Subang, or at least plaza tol Kesas tu. Tak nampak kan? Best kan? Yang nampak cuma ada lembu 2 3 ekor kat bawah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yang ni lak dari tepi Tol Batu Tiga. Shah Alam terus hilang. Kalau tak, dari sini buleh nampak Istana Sultan Selangor (betul ka?).&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;p/s Nasib baik tak kena langgar ngan motor lain sbb berenti tepi highway. Nak amik gambar nyer pasal, takpelah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0927.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0928.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua-dua gambar ni dari opisku yang dikasihi. Patutnya, kat gambar sebelah bawah tu, bangunan ASTRO patut buleh nampak dengan jayanya. Skrg ni nampak bumbung je (kot!). Jangan pasni ada yang salah rumah bila balik buka puasa dah le. Jerebu ni tak cukup tebal untuk buatkan korang sesat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So inilah aktiviti2 yang dilakukan di opis ni sempena bulan posa &amp; bulan jerebu ni. Jangan silap! Kami bukan ponteng keje. Cuma mati kutu sbb takleh lunch. Of course le... puasa kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0930.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0929.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang hilang tak dapat dikesan. Ada yang main karom. Ada yang tido. Aku lak buat apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0917.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baru nak tengok Poseidon &amp; Ladder 49. Nak tengok kat cinema tak sempat, torrent je le jadi sasaran. Pasni nak download Flight 93 lak &amp;amp; kalau sempat Cars. Sapa nak, satu movie aku charge RM5!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-116011977819300821?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/116011977819300821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=116011977819300821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116011977819300821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/116011977819300821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/10/jolobu.html' title='Jolobu...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115942097726897246</id><published>2006-09-28T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:30:30.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Destination 4</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha.. Apsal tajuk blog ari ni Final Destination 4? Sbb baru abis tengok Final Destination 3. Not too bad, tapi consider asyik banyak sgt org mati, last2 bosan gak. Yang tercekik la, yang kena langgar bas la, yang sangkut kepala kat lif la, yang badan putus kena wayar la, yang kena 'masak' hidup2 la, yang kepala hancur kena dumbbells la. Macam2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Apa kena mengena ngan Final Destination 4?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sblm tu, nak bercerita. Last night, when I was watching FD3 (courtesy of Torrent), suddenly my dad yells "Meh sini kejappp.... Zal... Meh sini kejapppp" and I heard hissing somewhere. At first I thought "It's not going to be a snake" (well, unless it's an anaconda!) Then I saw my mum and dad standing around the cylinder gas. Yes... the one that we use for cooking (but sometimes, I also used it as a killing field... to kill some insects that was caught alive !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/tonggas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/tonggas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, the hissing came from this 'chap'. The spring (I guess) has somehow not working properly masa my dad took off the kepala silinder. So I have to use my hand (my palm, in particular!) to cover that 'exit point' of the cylinder to stop (albeit temporarily) the gas from rushing out, while my mum was trying her best to call the 'orang kedai runcit tu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 'orang kedai runcit tu' sampai, he told us that it's the valve or spring (maybe... coz I'm not working with oil &amp; gas company!) has not worked properly. He will replace it as soon as possible. Thank God that none of us are smoking (at least last night).....&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/ArtilleryShell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/ArtilleryShell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Otherwise, this might have been the net result of last night's drama. No more 'mercun buatan sendiri', just 'gas buatan company besar'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the gas has already filled the whole house. And only this morning, I think I've been 'infected' by the gas. Feeling nausea and sometimes 'blur'. Maybe I should go home kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, here are the images of another painball session with one of our customers (no, not the previous customer on that previous post). And next time, don't bother to hit 150/km when it's raining during the painball day! It's not worth it. You can't play it if it's raining.... That message is dedicated especially to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0901.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Antara muka2 yg bosan menunggu hujan berenti. Inilah customer kitorang. Kalau pandai, cuba teka dari company mana diorang ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0900.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lu dua orang apa pasal sengih2? Sapa suruh sengih? Buang itu sengih cepatttt..... Lu ingat gua amik lu punya gambar? Gua kasi trick saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0903.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ini gambar yang gua nak ambik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nosebleed... nosebleed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kakak... Saya sangat nakal hari ini. Tembaklah saya. Tembaklah saya. Pleaseeeeeee.....*&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0904.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis dah sesi tembak-menembak. Tak tau sapa menang. Sbb masing2 main tembakkkkk je. Silap2 tok imam nak gi masjid lalu situ pun kena tembak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. TTg FD4 tu, lain kali je le cerita ek? Saya sudah ada sikit pening. Mungkin ada lagi gas yg tinggal dalam badan sbb kes malam tadi kot. Oh well...  hope those gasses tak kuar ikut tempat yg boleh memalukan saya... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115942097726897246?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115942097726897246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115942097726897246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115942097726897246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115942097726897246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/09/final-destination-4.html' title='Final Destination 4'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115734331036076825</id><published>2006-09-04T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:10:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerakan Pembebasan Tanah Melayu &amp; Sambutan Kemerdekaan</title><content type='html'>Huhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took an annual leave last week during Merdeka Day. So it's 5 unproductive days in a row! Quite busy lately, with all the meeting, another meeting and yet  another meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last week, our company held a painball session with one of  our corporate client. Didn't really care how much it costs whom. For me, as long as it's free for the employee, I'd be more than happuy to shut the hell up and keep on shoting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say about the session. It was fun, albeit it's first time for me. Before that, everyone (most of us are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;virgins &lt;/span&gt;in this game anyway!) has already 'strategizing' things. Who will we shoot first? How will it be done? Can we do some dramatic movement i.e the one in CounterStrike, Medal of Honor, Fight Back to School II (that's me!) etc etc. Unfortunately, we can't do those nasty things. Heck, we don't even have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that  &lt;/span&gt;gear either. So we have to settle with our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own &lt;/span&gt;T-Shirt and short pants (office pants in some cases!). Cheap slut! But at least it's a good exposure to all of us. At least we got the chance to literally shoot our client, the one who keep shooting us almost daily and gave us definite headache most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to ask the organizer if they had a flamethrower or molotov cocktails in their possession. Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;would be a nice closure for our painball session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0840.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duduk le. Tak start lagi! Org tgh briefing tu, hormat sikit! Kang kena pumping 20 kali baru tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0842.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ni penonton je....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geng Budak Jahat a.k.a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0843.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geng Budak Baik a.k.a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0841.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0847.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OK sapa ada pasang bom kat badan, sila bukak sekarang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0848.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Peringatan! Sila amik bendera sendiri! BENDERA SENDIRI! Bukan bendera orang lain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Weiiii sniperrrr...!!! Jangan tembak buntut aku....!!! Tembak musuhhhh... Bukan tembak kawan sendiri!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I have no idea who actually won it! But couldn't care much. At least we had the chance to shoot them and we did that proudly... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0859.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font&gt;And of course, Sambutan Hari Kemerdekaan at KLCC. Went there just by myself. Yes... just me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alone!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why some people have some difficulties to digest that by celebrating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything,&lt;/span&gt; not necessarily that you have to celebrate it with someone?! But of course  le kan, KLCC tu definitely dipenuhi oleh (sebahagian daripadanya)  orang yg  menyambut kemerdekaan pada bulan July, September dan bulan2 selain drpd Ogos. Sbb diorang bukan org Malaysia pun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course le... Pertunjukan bunga api je yg menjadi matlamat. Lain2 tu setakat cuci mata, makan, jalan2, tengok lautan manusia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0864.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0869.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0872.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0873.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0875.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0876.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course... KLCC sesak like hell masa balik! Well... Apa yg pelik pun kan...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115734331036076825?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115734331036076825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115734331036076825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115734331036076825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115734331036076825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/09/gerakan-pembebasan-tanah-melayu.html' title='Gerakan Pembebasan Tanah Melayu &amp; Sambutan Kemerdekaan'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115673998123318665</id><published>2006-08-28T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:39:41.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch break...</title><content type='html'>Stupid me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing around the Internet and found the website that shows some 'exotic foods' like scorpions, unicorns etc etc. But unfortunately, I also stumbled accross dogs and cats as well!!! Yes, it's for the lunch and dinner for some people here on this planet, not as their best friends...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since those photos are quite awful, I may have to reconsider what's for my lunch because it keeps 'refreshing' themselves automatically in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of having a nice nasi ayam... but I guess I should stick with tose and teh tarik instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my nice and yummy nasi ayam... :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115673998123318665?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115673998123318665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115673998123318665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115673998123318665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115673998123318665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/08/lunch-break.html' title='Lunch break...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115614447571376163</id><published>2006-08-21T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T15:14:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK that's enough...!!!</title><content type='html'>OK saksi semua dah kata 'Sahhhh....'. Datuk misai pun sudah baca itu lafaz taklik. Mak Iti sudah gembira....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kepada semua rakyat Malaysia (terutamanya yang peminat kipas-susah-mati Siti Nurhaliza), kawan tu dah kahwin. So takyah lagi  nak bising2  Datuk misai tu sesuai ke tidak ngan Mak Iti. Badan diaorang, duit diorang. Banyak lagi keje yang boleh dibuat selain daripada :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Jadi ke diorang kahwin  --&gt; dah dijawab pagi tadi...&lt;br /&gt;2) Boleh ke Siti hidup ngan anak tiri dia&lt;br /&gt;3) Berapa lama perkahwinan bertahan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak jatuh KLSE atau NYSE kalau Siti kahwin. Tak turun pun kadar inflasi atau BLR kalau Datuk misai   gaduh ngan Siti. Banyak lagi keje yg boleh kita semua buat. So untuk semua para peminat a.k.a penyibuk Siti &amp;amp; Datuk misai, doakan je le diorang bahagia. Dapat gak pahala. And satu lagi pesanan penaja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVE ON...!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115614447571376163?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115614447571376163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115614447571376163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115614447571376163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115614447571376163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-thats-enough.html' title='OK that&apos;s enough...!!!'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115512508875043211</id><published>2006-08-09T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:47:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon</title><content type='html'>Somebody asked me to check out s'thing last night. Bulan penuh. Yeah, I guess, since it's already 14-15 Rejab, it's going to be a full moon. But it's very beautiful tho'. I took a moment to enjoy it and snap some pictures. Perhaps I shud say that I'm a novice and my camera is not SLR! So I just took it and hope quality is  going to be OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0721.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the window of my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0723.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the parking area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0724.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0745.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0742.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0737.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another another one...  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment like this makes me wanna feel quite jiwang and romantic. Although I couldn't find a much better song than "I'm Feeling You" by Santana &amp;amp; Michelle Branch... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess lagu Mandy Moore - Cry pun jadi le kan? Yeah... I AM jiwang. So what? :-p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115512508875043211?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115512508875043211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115512508875043211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115512508875043211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115512508875043211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/08/full-moon.html' title='Full Moon'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115504507318579225</id><published>2006-08-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:55:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside Down</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is quite hectic lately. All the projects, businesses, personal things etc etc... So for the sake of easing off the pressure, I bought a pair of (cheap) rollerblade... Nothing much to talk about it. Just look at these photos... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0716.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The net result of having too much time and too many things to think about at the same time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0717.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A closer view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0718.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My skating arena... the office...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 9:00 p.m... That's why nobody's around. So I took the liberty of having the whole office for myself to skate here and there. Thank God it's a cheap one. Otherwise, I wouldn't have guts to bang those wheels. And I know I'm not 17, so don't remind me the numbers... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115504507318579225?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115504507318579225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115504507318579225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115504507318579225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115504507318579225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/08/upside-down.html' title='Upside Down'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-115287387572568945</id><published>2006-07-14T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T19:02:13.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shades Of Purple...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it has been a while since the last time I updated this blog. Chatterbox pun expired dah!  Kena renew lak... That's what I hate about 'em. Dah register tu, suke ati aku le.. nak komen ari2 ka... 2 tahun sekali ka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to update? Hmmm... Nothing much. We lost 2 engineers last month. And no... they are still alive and kicking. But both of them have 'migrated' to other company. A bigger one. A much much bigger and larger than us. But honestly, I hold no grudge whatsoever. My time will come... Hopefully.  Both of them received a much better offer than this company could. Well, since Malaysia is a free country (although sometimes we might beg to differ), I just wish both of them good luck. But since one of them are senior engineer in our team, it means I have to step up and become unofficial senior engineer.  A position that I couldn't care much, unless they give me a good pay and good perks.  I don't even care about all the bruahahahaha about merging/acquisition, bonus, increment etc. It's not that I don't think it is important... But only I don't wanna waste my time thinking about things which totally not under my control. I'm not one of the shareholders... not one of the directors... and most fucking definitely, not one from management level. I'm just concentrating on getting the professional certificate(s), do my job and perhaps settled down as well.... well, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings to another topic(s)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to finish all four courses under CCIP... WAITTTT!!! I said the COURSES, not EXAMS. I will take the exam in a slow-and-steady pace, one by one. The courses is OK, the instructors are greatly superb. So a big thank you to Global Knowledge... Thanks a lot guys and girls and ladies and gentlemen there. So by mid-Jun/July next year, the target is for me to get the double-cert. If the company wants to sponsor as well... it's good. If not, I'll just use my own money and they can't do anything. The bond agreement is not there. Next step? We'll see. Don't wanna think too much about it. Just wanna keep my feet firmly on the ground. All that thought is just kinda way of reevaluating my steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What about the settling down part?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...  Difficult one. Especially if you have nobody. Had a big row (again?) with my ex last night. Some things in this world could get reversed, if you know the right moves... Some are not, even if you're the one who invented that moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So what's the current status?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Pending I guess. Dunno. Coz sometimes you need both parties to terminate the agreement. Although it's not the case when Malaysia called-off the proposal for 'that' bridge! Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't you have someone else?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... It depends on that 'someone else' tu jugak I guess. Yeah,  managed to know some girls. But I guess maybe either I'm not ready to embrace myself to another challenge of having another relationship, or maybe still waiting for certain someone, or maybe I was doomed to be single... I don't know. Ye la.. ye la... Ajal maut di tangan Tuhan, kita kena usaha. I know all about that. Some people keep insisting me to call/meet this girl that they know of... sepupu lak, adik sedara la, minah kat company ni la, company kat sana la... But as I said, maybe I'm not ready yet. Well, if your previous relationship that lasted for 2 years could be terminated in just slightly 2 weeks, of course it's going to leave a big, huge scar on you heart and brain. Well.. especially brain. People said that it's difficult to find a good guy nowadays. Go fuck yourself! I can even lend you my car's exhaust pipe so you can stick it in your puss**/a**hole while enjoying myself watching a free movie of some bastard who embracing him/herself with that large and hot metal. Tell me if it's not huge enough! I could lend you some unused routers/switches over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is... the same case happened to both parties. So if you are a guy, don't keep telling people that it's difficult to find a good girl. So as the girl. I mean... If you want to have a boyfriend/husband like David Beckham, you should learn how to transform yourself to become at least remotely resembles Victoria. If you keep bragging about wanna find a guy like Mawi (not him again!), you should try to change your appearance and attitude to become pretty much like Diana... although I'm not so sure which Diana that I'm referring to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, work in the office is not getting easier and funnier. Especially when you have lost 2 engineers. Right now I'm waiting a phone call from Petronas... for their migration. Well.. although it's against my principle of doing any migration on Friday or Monday. But when your customer just recorded a profit of USD20 billion, I guess it's no brainer for me to say no. I'm just executing the task, not arguing... Although many times I did both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should ask my boss to let me go doing some outstation activities. Meeting, troubleshooting, evaluating stuff.. whatever. As long as I could have some rest. Trying to keep my head together, thinking about my future life, or even companion (if any). Not ballsy enough to go to Hatyai... and Perth is quite far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm not sure whom that I missed so much. Maybe I knew, but still in a 'denial mode'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-115287387572568945?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/115287387572568945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=115287387572568945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115287387572568945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/115287387572568945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/07/shades-of-purple.html' title='Shades Of Purple...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114854679420647480</id><published>2006-05-25T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T17:49:34.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mencari Cinta &amp; Dicari Cinta...</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I proceed, another mental note for myself :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE MEMORIZE YOU USERNAME &amp; PASSWORD...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 3 training classes is 5 weeks,  I managed to have some time and space to relax a bit. Although I still have another class to go and have to prepare for presentation for the conference that I attend last February (scroll to previous posts). Nothing much about the training.  It's the exam is the real deal.  So it means I have to prepare for sit for 4 exams. Lucky for me, the date is totally depends on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/15_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/15_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing around few bloggers and xangan,  managed to 'accidentally' visit a friend's (during university) blog. Talking and ramblling about love stuff. He found a girl during the university, but I guess they are not meant to be togerther.  Right now, that girl are preparing for weedding ceremony and a friend of mine is thinking what could have been 'if' and only if' things are according to his way.  Be tough bro! Life goes on. You have a bright future waiting for you, and don't distract your mind with this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about ex that are getting married.  I guess many of us have that kind of experience before. Same with me. I found a nice girl when I was 14 (yes... I said 14!). Same age with me. We met at the dinner held by our  schools.  She's a nice-looking girl and has a great attitude towards her life.  Then I asked her 2 years later if she gonna be my girl, and she said 'yes' on  00:00:00  1 January 1995. Yes, it's a New Year and we were only 16.  Of course, just like any other couple, it's like a heaven. We were going here and there, dating etc etc. but only lasted for 4 months. We realized that it's too soon and not sure if we can cope with the pressure of being a couple and at the same time, trying to concentrate on SPM (1996).  So we broke up but still maintain friendship. We went out several times, met her mother and siblings (never met her father, not  because of scary, but maybe I never meant to meet him I guess!). Pretty much like a couple. That is... until I received a phone call from her in 2002...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you give me you home address because I want to send you an invitation to my wedding..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hell break loose at that time I guess. Coz she does mention  about her fiancee soon-to-be about a year before that, but didn't say anything about getting engaged (i.e when).  And at that moment, I was trying my best to stay calm and just asked about when, where etc etc.  Of course la, kena le control macho sikit...!!!  But when I went back to the campus ( I was at home at that time), I tried my best to cry coz people said when you do, you would feel a bit better. I try to cry... yet I couldn't. I just sat in my room,  listening to Dayang Nurfaizah's 'Seandainya Masih Ada Cinta' (jiwang abdul karatz! kantoi....!!!) and thinking, accompanied with Marlboro's 20'.  I even skipped the class during that day coz I couldn't concentrate. But I told myself to be strong and move on.  But I didn't attend the wedding ceremony coz I have exams. But I think, even if exam is not around,  I couldn't attend it. Too many memories of us when we were together.  But finally I realized that things like this happen a lot to many other people. It's not a big deal. The real issue is how are we going to cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,  after that,  I managed to know a girl during the university time. She's a nice girl and brilliant as well ( at that time I guess je... but I'm quite good in guessing things and people). Keep staring at her (at no particular area of her body though!) during the class for  more than a year! Yeah... I'm not really good in making the first move.  But in the end, we managed to declare ourselves as a couple... 4 days before the semester starts in June 2002.  Well, I guess shit happens... it only lasted for 21 months.  Don't want to go into detail here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the friend of mine, I guess that kind of thing will happen,  until you yourself get married or die as a single dude.  Yeah, I know. Many of our friends already married and many of them are expecting their first/second/third/fourth (choose where appropriate) . But don't compare too much with them. I mean,  if you not ready to get married, then don't do it. Marrying someone is not like you buy something like 7 Eleven's Slurpee (my favourite!) where if you think you don't like it, you can throw your spouse away. Are you going to say something like "Aku tak ready lagi sebenarnya masa nak kahwin aritu..." when people asking you why you and spouse has become a frequent visitor at Jabatan Nikah, Cerai &amp; Rujuk?  Nanti orang lain kahwin kumpul anak, kau kumpul peguam syariah...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess if you want love, you'll have to find it.  None of us gets younger year in, year out. So if you think you are entering the 'desperate zone',already, you should  go find your potential other half  quickly.  If you think you like someone,  speak out and ask her /her out for a lunch or dinner or something. Start something.  Don't just sit there and hope that person would know what is your feelings towards him/her.  I believe, many of them are not mind-reader....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, if you ask me "have you made your move? "... I would say "define what can be considered as the "move" first... then I'll tell you whether or not I have made mine"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thehehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDITED VERSION**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl that I knew during university, I was guessing that she's nice and brilliant because we don't know each other yet at that time. After that, I knew that she's ACTUALLY nice and brilliant and cute as well... of course le, that time dah couple, so she must be the cutest living thing on earth...!!!  Lagi mau tanya. .. Tau takpe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114854679420647480?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114854679420647480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114854679420647480&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114854679420647480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114854679420647480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/05/mencari-cinta-dicari-cinta.html' title='Mencari Cinta &amp; Dicari Cinta...'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114656540722104468</id><published>2006-05-02T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:23:27.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.............</title><content type='html'>Finally, after two weeks of training... and another training....  getting back to the office sure feels like a new staff... Kinda sesi 'beramas mesra'... again... with my office mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about being a new staff (or at least feel like one), today is kinda special to several people that I knew of... coz it's their first day at the new company. One is jumping from a local company to MNC... another one is jumping from MNC to a local company.  To both of you, I'd like to say congrats and don't pay too much attention about what other people are saying about you. Well, as long as they are not the one who pay your monthly salary le kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the office, we also have a new staff. Actually it's 4 of them.  2 will be in the core networking team, one in wireless team and another one in access/leased line team.  I don't really remember their name, coz all of them are men.  Couldn't say the same if it's opposite gender... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'll have to go for another course in 2 weeks time, for another week. So it means I'll have to study for 3 papers... and another one next month... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost forgot about another thing. I would like to wish 2 of my frens who will be sitting for their exams tomorrow.  So to both of you... good luck and all the best.  I hope it's just a piece of cake. Suddenly I remember what my maths teacher used to tell us during the exam. Pretty much like a 'petua' during the exam. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau susah sgt nak ingat, ambik buku.. then rendam dalam air.... tunggu dlm sejam dua... pastu baca doa... then minum air tu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the petua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : No photo sharing session today. WTF... I couldn't even think about the title of today's blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114656540722104468?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114656540722104468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114656540722104468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114656540722104468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114656540722104468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='.............'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114502375025358309</id><published>2006-04-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:13:16.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wireless LAN &amp; CCIP Training</title><content type='html'>Huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to get the Wireless LAN card. Well, it's USB, so it's not really a card. That's good enough. At least, won't stuck somewhere network-less....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look. BTW, Level One is the brand name of the product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/WNC0301USB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/WNC0301USB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11g 54 Mbps Dongle USB Adapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The LevelOne’s WNC-0301USB is a wireless USB dongle adapter with the newest wireless technology to deliver data rates up to 54Mbps at 2.4 GHz. This device is fully compliant with IEEE 802.11g and backward compatible to 802.11bwith automatic rate selection for reliable wireless data communication to build extension possibilities and to protect your original network investment.&lt;br /&gt;The device supports UPnP standard, you can easily and quickly install the adapter into any desktop or notebook with the setup wizard and the hot-swappable USB interface. Like LevelOne’s other wireless adapter, the WNC-0301USB can be used in the infrastructure mode by connecting the wireless AP or router to the internet seamlessly or in Ad-hoc mode to connect with other wireless computers for file sharing. Moreover, this wireless adapter can be acted as an access point that allows peer-to-peer communication among any wireless users to share the Internet resources. We protect wireless security with standard 64/128 WEP, WPA-TKIP, and AES encryption features and further enhanced with 802.1x user authentication. Concerning OS compatibility, WNC-0301USB can interoperate with Windows 98SE, ME, 2000 and XP. With the compact and portable design, the device makes it an easy fit for any limited space..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source :  http://www.ivenue.com.my    OR   http://www.level1.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : The Linksys that I've mentioned before in the previous post is not sold here in Malaysia. Well, at least that's what the vendor told me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to give it a try a.k.a downloading stuff, chatting, e mailing, surfing etc... and it works great! Why Level One? I don't know... maybe trying to be or get something different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CCIP Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, next week will have to start my training on CCIP (Cisco Certified Internetwork Professional). So for the next whole week, I won't be in the office. I hope it's going to be a fun experience... and the wireless network is working. Otherwise, the same story of "couldn't-check-emails-because-can't-access-the-network" like in Perth won't happen again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a snapshot of what are the courses under CCIP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="table-formatted-alt"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td class="td-content-left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cisco.com/web/learning/le3/current_exams/642-801.html" target="_blank"&gt;642-801 BSCI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-right"&gt;  Building Scalable Cisco Internetworks (&lt;a href="http://tools.cisco.com/E-Learning-IT/LPCM/LpcmLLController?action=CourseDesc&amp;COURSE_ID=4758"&gt;BSCI&lt;/a&gt;)  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-left"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.cisco.com/web/learning/le3/current_exams/642-642.html" target="_blank"&gt;642-642 QOS&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-right"&gt;  Implementing Cisco Quality of Service (&lt;a href="http://tools.cisco.com/E-Learning-IT/LPCM/LpcmLLController?action=CourseDesc&amp;amp;COURSE_ID=4295" target="_blank"&gt;QoS&lt;/a&gt;)  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-left"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.cisco.com/web/learning/le3/current_exams/642-661.html" target="_blank"&gt;642-661 BGP&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-right"&gt;  Configuring BGP on Cisco Routers (&lt;a href="http://tools.cisco.com/E-Learning-IT/LPCM/LpcmLLController?action=CourseDesc&amp;COURSE_ID=4807" target="_blank"&gt;BGP&lt;/a&gt;)  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-left"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.cisco.com/web/learning/le3/current_exams/642-611.html" target="_blank"&gt;642-611 MPLS&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="td-content-right"&gt;  Implementing Cisco MPLS (&lt;a href="http://tools.cisco.com/E-Learning-IT/LPCM/LpcmLLController?action=CourseDesc&amp;amp;COURSE_ID=4476" target="_blank"&gt;MPLS&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short... :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSCI - How to build and make sure that your network won't fucked up later. At least keeping it at minimum...&lt;br /&gt;QoS - How to make sure that your network is fully-utilized, especially for working purposes. Well, if you allow porn &amp; P2P, don't come and scream at us and asking why your network is slow...&lt;br /&gt;BGP  - How to make sure that one Service Provider can "talk" to another. ..&lt;br /&gt;MPLS - How to... errr... uhhmmm... find it yourself  lah... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class that's I'll attend next week is BSCI. They said the instructor is one of the best in Asia (or is it in the world?). But who cares? As long as I could pass the exam with flying colours, that's good enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next week, if you guys see any recent updates, remind me that I'm in a class. Well, whether or not I'll listen and obey, that's another story! Hey, no harm trying OK? :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114502375025358309?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114502375025358309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114502375025358309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114502375025358309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114502375025358309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/04/wireless-lan-ccip-training.html' title='Wireless LAN &amp; CCIP Training'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114439337552680825</id><published>2006-04-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:02:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALERT!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 48 hours, life is not as beautiful as it used to be for the last 2 years. We had a major controversy with one of our main customer. Seems like there are high chances that we are going to lose them, although the real reason of the problem is yet to be determined.  And it's not good for us either, since somehow it affect our motivation to do our normal job properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people said that life is like a wheel. Sometimes you're at the top, sometimes you're not. If the temperature is right, you can do a lot of amazing stuff. If not, your performance would be like an Olympic ski jump (sounds like F1 to me...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my colleague, I salute you guys for doing a great job! I think it's time to focus to our normal working life and I don't even have a slightest idea to blame you for anything. I  believe you have done a right thing, and I don't think you can do much better than that. It's our job to help customers, but everything must have a limit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We serve, but we are not servants... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114439337552680825?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114439337552680825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114439337552680825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114439337552680825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114439337552680825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/04/alert.html' title='ALERT!!!!'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114405560456433311</id><published>2006-04-03T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:15:04.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some so-called blogging....</title><content type='html'>Today I'm not posting anything because I'm celebrating "I'm-not-in-mood-to-update-my-blog Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you are posting something right now you maggot!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow I'll post something... constructive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114405560456433311?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114405560456433311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114405560456433311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114405560456433311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114405560456433311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-so-called-blogging.html' title='Some so-called blogging....'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114378010638778294</id><published>2006-03-31T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T15:40:56.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving On A Jetplane (part III)</title><content type='html'>OK as I've promised a few days ago, here's the story of Perth &amp; Fremantle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said in the previous post, during the APRICOT, if you haven't got any workshops for that day, it means you are free to do whatever you want. So, I took the liberty of having that kind of privilege to have a visit to Fremantle and Perth itself. Fremantle is about 30 km (I'm just guessing here!) from Perth and it's a very nice and peaceful town. But I made a mistake by went there after lunch time, so I have not enough time to have a proper visit at Fremantle. Mostly, just bought some souvenirs, took some photos, walking down the street... and that's it... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, enjoy the photos... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0577.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's AUD17 if you choose to go to Fremantle by a ferry. But it's not a Penang-like ferry. It's a big ferry and you will have a very pleasant journey to Framantle. But since I don't have enough time, I just took a bus. Not too bad, but the highway (they called it highway! Or is it freeway?) is not vey much like ours back here in Malaysia. I think ours is much better (is it why Malaysia is one of the countries which are among the highest in the number of accident?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you choose to use a bus, it will cost you AUD3.20. And if you're unlucky (or lucky, depends on your taste! :-D), you will stuck with schoold kids, who are on their way back from school. Well, being the usual kids, they are talking and yelling like no one is around them. It reminds me of someone who used to be exactly like that long time ago. No, I was talking about me myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0578.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One of the mode of transportation to Fremantle*&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0508.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I've mentioned earlier, I choose bus over ferry, due to time limitation. So this is the bus station in Perth. Pretty much like KL Sentral, only smaller in size, and it only a bus station, unlike KL Sentral where it has LRT as well, KTM Komuter &amp; ERL.&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the station, you have to go down to catch the bus. Different place requires you to go different platfom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That banner is something to promote Australian to report any suspicious activities which might trigger terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I see dead people*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0529.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a bus! But not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;bus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after 45 minutes and AUD3.20 poorer, we have safely arrived at Fremantle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The train station. Forgot to tell. Other than ferry and a bus, you could also choose a train. But not sure how long it will takes, how much it will cost you and whether or not the train is OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus station in Fremantle is right in front (or behind, or side-by-side, depends from which angle that you're looking from) the bus station. But I'm not sure where's the ferry station here in Fremantle...&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0537.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure what kind of building this is. But it's quite nice and clean. I think the temperature was quite high that day . It was a hot day indeed. Not sure about the average temperature here.&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a church building. Or at least used to be a church. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0544.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lagi mau tanya? Itu burung merpati la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0551.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bus station. That building is the train station that I mentioned just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get back to Perth. Not many photos was taken here, coz I couldn't find anything spectacular (of course there are other photos of Fremantle in my possession), plus at this very moment, I'm carrying with me souvenirs, which eventually put me into trouble at the airport during the return flight to KL (will post about it later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after a week in Perth, this day was actually a day (the only day) for me to walk around here and there. During other days, the schedule is pretty much like "wake up, breakfast, class/workshop/conference, dinner, tido"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0555.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Office of General Counsel of Malaysia in Perth. Just in case you MAY have trouble here in Perth, make sure you know this place. Or at least know how to ask people the direction to get here... Of course, it wouldn't do much good if you're not Malaysian... ;-)&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0557.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to the signboard, this is a Government's House. Not sure if it's state's or federal's. Nothing fancy about it.&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is a local municipal's bulding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0515.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the restaurants in Perth which served halal &amp; malay food. Not too bad, but quite expensive.&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The street mall at Perth. There's a souvenir, liquor, handphone, phone, books and etc etc shops around here. But strange... I couldn't find any Starbuck's and Coffee Bean's around here. I wonder why...&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked.... :-D&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0566.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember the ferry services that I mentioned just now? If you want to go there, look for this... errr... building... or... tower... or... thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind... just look for that. It's a unique kind of shape building, and there's no other building similar to this, so it's supposed to be an easy task to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's quite a tall building, so you should be able to see it, especially if you're from the airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perth from a distance... about 1km away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK I don't know what's the name of the equipment, but I was so tempting to called it a b***job....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true what?! I mean anyhow, that person has to 'blow' that 'thing'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Didn't mean to offend any Australian. But nobody could give me the right answer... :-(&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dinner. I bought it from another halal restaurant (Insan's Cafe). Ada nasi putih, kepah goreng sambal  &amp; kacang &amp;amp; ikan bilis goreng. It's yummy &amp;amp; a bit cheaper than the previous restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*another Gatorade?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, because I'm not a big fan of Red Bull... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Aiseh, bersambung le pulakkkk...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114378010638778294?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114378010638778294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114378010638778294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114378010638778294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114378010638778294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaving-on-jetplane-part-iii.html' title='Leaving On A Jetplane (part III)'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114352556037226528</id><published>2006-03-28T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:36:39.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wireless-less Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/centrino_150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/centrino_150.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna start ek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my laptop is wireless-less. Why? Well... Actually, the wireless feature never available since the day I got this laptop. But only after 1 1/2 half years I've managed to contact the technician from the laptop company (not Intel!), so busy la... So that guy came, check here and there and dismantle my laptop but still wireless-less. Finally, he took the wireless card out (it's installed in the laptop) and will get back to me once he has checked the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Doesn't make any difference. Either way, I still couldn't use it. I've lost 12 productive days (yeah right!) during the APRICOT (check previous posts) coz I couldn't get connected to the civilized world (checking e mails, chatting, F1-ing etc). And to make it worse, they only have the facilities only for wireless network, not wired. So it means no available port for UTP cable. Can you imagine? Networkers in network-less mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... fingers crossed.  After this, I hope it's going to be OK. Otherwise, I'll have to buy a wireless card on my own... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to certain someone out there, congratulations for the interview. It's going to be the first time for you to jump ship! As for me, unless the offer came from Vodafone, Cisco, McLarenF1 team, NTT, PCCW and kawasan2 yg sewaktu dengannya, I'll think about it(doesn't mean that I'm going to say NO! Just thinking about the offer). What does it mean? Well, it means, if, let's say, Ron Dennis (McLaren) asked me "Do you want to work with us?", I'll ask "Do you want me to go straight to the next F1 circuit or go to your HQ in Woking first?" :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cepat la woiii... Aku nak pakai wireless nih...!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now. Another customer is just waiting to kick our a** if we don't get the job done. Will post another rumblings and mumblings later... kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0657.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the wireless-less notebook*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;--- Latest news --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault!!! It's confirmed that due to the circuit failure on the motherboard, that wireless feature is not available, and it's going to be like that FOREVER!!! FOREVER!!! *insert Spongebob's style of yelling FOREVER here*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it means I have to apply for a new wireless card then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, since I'm in a 'shopping' mode!, what model should I apply ek? Hmmm... after surfing here and there to check the suitable wireless card for me, I've decided that this will be my choice. Hopefully my company will say "Yes, you may kiss the bride.." Errrr... I mean, the USB Wireless Card....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/WUSBF54G_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/WUSBF54G_med.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Linksys WUSBF54G  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wireless-G USB Network Adapter with Wi-Fi Finder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;The Wireless-G USB Adapter with Wi-Fi Finder is a handy, pocket-sized device that combines an easy-to-use wireless network scanner with a USB-connected Wireless-G network adapter. Now you can scan for available wireless connectivity before turning on your computer. If the scanner does find a network, just plug it into your PC and get connected."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huhuhuhu.. gembira rasanya di hati*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kalau le company approve. Kalau tak, kena cari alternative lain le. Fingers crossed. Huhuhuhu... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114352556037226528?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114352556037226528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114352556037226528&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114352556037226528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114352556037226528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/03/wireless-less-notebook.html' title='Wireless-less Notebook'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114344316063376726</id><published>2006-03-27T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:46:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving On A Jetplane (part II)</title><content type='html'>OK where were we? Oh, the APRICOT stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The APRICOT itself is not actually like a UN General Meetings. Not even remotely similar! It has workshops (5 days crash course) on many issues like ISP Routing, BGP and IPv6,  tutorial (one day or half day) about other things or new technologies like MetroEthernet, MPLS, BGP, Traffic Engineering etc etc. If you're lucky enough, you will find a day (or days) that you area of working totally no related to the topic of the day. And that's when you took your unrecorded annual leave and have a vacation of your own, FREE OF CHARGE...!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these  are the photos from the conference. Enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0495.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue is called "Perth Convention Exhibition Centre". It's a conference centre cum exhibition center cum meeting centre cum whatever things that they may use whenever and whatever ways they wanted.&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0496.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, we have to register first. And it's good that we don't have any problem during registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! APRICOT stands for Asia Pacific Regional Internet Conference on Operational Technologies. Someone asked me yesterday, why, after all working with technological stuff and surrounded by networking geeks, the conference is called after some fruit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the answer bebeh! APRICOT is initial indeed, not a fruit!&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I need Google Earth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0473.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This poor old chap is a technician for this convention center. During the workshop, the projector suddenly go "Boom" and the grey smoke came out from that equipment. Quite a drama, since we thought it might explode with all the blazing fire and flame or anything like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it means another 10 minutes break (yes, I said "another"). Therefore, some of us took the liberty to take picture of the process of changing the whatever things inside that projector. And no, I'm not taking the picture because he's cute! I'm a straight guy la kawan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructor : Are you going to publish the photos?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh yeah, definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0518.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equipment. All routers are 2500 series and switches are 1900 series. OK le tu. Bukannya nak support call centre! For the sake of learning je. That laptop on top of the routers are 1996 Pentium Pro (I think!) running on Linux! If it's running on Windows, half of the class time might probably be wasted because it will crash most of the time!&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0519.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final day of the workshop (not the whole event itself). Everybody is trying to be nice, and help to disassemble the equipment and cables. Actually, many of them (including me of course) just keep staring and hanging around coz there are enough people to do the task! And some are still surfing and chatting on the internet and totally ignoring other people!&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0521.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructor : Say "CROCODILE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*apsal aku sengih semacam je?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0522.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this one is the reception ceremony of APRICOT. We (me &amp; my colleague) were totally excited bcoz we thought it's going to be a free dinner (morning tea, lunch and evening tea were provided by organizer, dinner is "go Dutch"). So we keep ourselves from eating any food, even junk food, so that we will have enough "space" to fill in with all the food. Well, we failed to ask whether they will provide any food or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the only food that they served is sushi, and some choc cakes.  And drinks. That's all!&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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0524.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : Red wine, white wine or beer sir?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Errrr, lemonade please... *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaaa, the wonderful world of small bar at the reception ceremony. And yes, it's free. Just ask whatever you want, whether it's white wine, red wine, blue wine, yellow wine. etc etc&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;Next post.... Fremantle, Australia and some other places...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114344316063376726?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114344316063376726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114344316063376726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114344316063376726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114344316063376726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaving-on-jetplane-part-ii.html' title='Leaving On A Jetplane (part II)'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114344025069955494</id><published>2006-03-27T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T14:27:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Note : Clear cache</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, now I know that sometimes, in order for us to see the current post/settings of our blog., we have to "clear cache" first. Malu siottt...  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral Of The Story : If in doubt, do not hesitate to click the "Help" button... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooo... Pakcik baru tau...!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114344025069955494?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114344025069955494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114344025069955494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114344025069955494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114344025069955494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/03/mental-note-clear-cache.html' title='Mental Note : Clear cache'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114317485599314551</id><published>2006-03-24T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T13:05:59.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving On A Jetplane (part I)</title><content type='html'>OK... I know I should post it long time ago, but the thing is,  I'm just plain lazy.... That's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 21th Feb 2006, marked my first time going outside of Malaysia (Singapore not included!). There's a thing called APRICOT which was held in Perth, Australia. So I was lucky enough to be among the employee who were sent by my company to go there. It's a hectic weeks before that bcoz I don't even have my passport. Yeah I know that they say you can get them for in 3 - 4 days, but due to some undisclosed information that I couldn't revealed, it takes me about 2 weeks. My passport was ready on 20th Feb, a day before the trip! Moral of the story : If you changed anything on your personal information, please let the respective government agencies knew, otherwise you'll be fucked up big time kow kow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that, the trip itself was OK. But the usual me, I was getting bored after 2 hours flight (KL to Perth is about 5 hours, 16 months if you're walking from Madras, plus minus!) . The inflight movie, among others, are Bourne Identity, Anak Mami Kembali (i think!) (uweeekkk!!) and some others. The only thing that I hoped for (apart from being land safely) is to land quickly, coz I'm already starving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0458.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, at least I've managed to get a window seat, but not very comfortable, coz that window is a bit further in front of me. But at least I have something to watch during the flight, of course, other than "Anak(l) Mami Kembali"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0462.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth International Airport. Yeap, that one is the plane. Notice the small plane back there on the left. Guess who's in town as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0463.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the official jet of our Prime Minister, Pak Lah. It's not small actually (of course it's small if you compare with Boeing 747!). That is Bombardier Global Express 5000, where you can have a non-stop flight from KL to London (or is it Paris?) . Don't ask how much is the cost. If you do, it means you can't afford it! Pak Lah buat apa kat Perth ek? Cari beruang koala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0464.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pemegang Pasport Lain"? Ramai sangat ke orang Malaysia (kalau Indonesian, diorang panggil "passpor", betul ka?) datang Perth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0465.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel and the room. Not a huge one, but fits me quit nicely. The adult channel a.k.a porn is available for subscription, but it's not FOC. It will set you (or in this case, me) back around AUD14.95 per view! Thanks but no thanks. My Torrent &amp; LimeWire is free, and I have enough of them in my laptop... Errrr, I mean, video clips of my favourite songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0468.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, having my dinner ( a huge kebab, which costs me around AUD11). But it's huge and delicious as well, plus there's a lot of stuff inside the kebab. But since it's a good dinner, who cares about what they put inside. The time is around 6:30 p.m and it's quite chill and windy. Too bad most of the shops closed at 6 p.m, otherwise it's a good chance for me to have a look around the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/DSCN0497.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Dare to kebab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bersambung selepas ini...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114317485599314551?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114317485599314551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114317485599314551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114317485599314551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114317485599314551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaving-on-jetplane-part-i.html' title='Leaving On A Jetplane (part I)'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24637178.post-114317321896883825</id><published>2006-03-24T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T12:06:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live To Tell</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like another blog for me. I hope this one will survive longer than my previous blogs.... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24637178-114317321896883825?l=buzzinhornets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/feeds/114317321896883825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24637178&amp;postID=114317321896883825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114317321896883825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24637178/posts/default/114317321896883825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzinhornets.blogspot.com/2006/03/live-to-tell.html' title='Live To Tell'/><author><name>buzzinhornets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05755591180740474950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y151/prebetnobita/jw.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
