<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 00:42:34 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Fabulous !!!</title><description></description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-3860548926895140232</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-11T22:37:41.256+08:00</atom:updated><title>10 Mins Interview</title><description>Wow... That was fast... Hope good news will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-3860548926895140232?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2008/03/10-mins-interview.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-631909251995567003</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-01T23:36:17.036+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>All in a Day</category><title>Goodbye 2007 and Welcome 2008</title><description>Wow... this is the first day of a new year and I... overslept due to over-partying last night.  Last night was quite a special night.  Try picturing count down at McDonald.  Yesh! last night heavy downpour and traffic jam left us no choice.  But it was a good experience, no more pubs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 11am and wasted my morning just like that.  I also wasted my afternoon and night by not drafting out any activity.  Well, the first day of new year just gone like that.  Hope that this phenomenon is not repetitive throughout this year.  Gosh, I have forgotten to check my new year resolution last year and write a new one.  Oh well... I don't give a damn.  Happy new year to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-631909251995567003?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodbye-2007-and-welcome-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-5109692854726754715</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 00:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-29T10:30:04.087+08:00</atom:updated><title>Sleep and rise early</title><description>Now I am kissing my student life goodbye one by one.  Habits like sleep until the sun can burn your butt and skip classes have to be forgone and forgotten.  Now I even have work on Saturday.  Sometimes I feel jealous when my friend start to plan for their weekend. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; The most recent habit I gave up was sleeping late because of three reasons:&lt;br /&gt;        1. My parents would nag me&lt;br /&gt;        2. Sleep at 3 and wake up at 7? No way!&lt;br /&gt;        3. Fuel get low easily.  Do anything also will get tired easily after working hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I would just lie on the bed resting and eventually, I will fall asleep.  It is an unhealthy symptom and I have to find a solution to change my current lifestyle.  Sad, my social link is running low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-5109692854726754715?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleep-and-rise-early.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-301330987335406514</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-27T23:33:17.604+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Feeling</category><title>Life</title><description>What should I achieve in life or what should I do with my life. Lately my life is fill with question marks.  Feel like riding a never-ending spinning teacup.  I just keep on turning and turning until my head goes dizzy without stopping for a time out to puke.  It can be said that I have reached the stage where life is suffocating.  Should I increase my pace and head butt ahead or pull an emergency break?  All of them involve a fair amount of risks which reminds me of Robert Frost's poem.  Life sucks as an engineer.  Dull and lifeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-301330987335406514?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/12/life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-7124898818752818502</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-28T22:18:14.960+08:00</atom:updated><title>Big Loss</title><description>Shoot! The monkeys today made me so angry.  They really acted like monkeys just coming out of the jungle.   At that time I was so mad and so brainless that I smacked my lovely antenna pen at the table.  At the end, of course it was broken.  It was a gift from one of my mother's student from Japan.  So if anyone see a similar pen like this on the market, please let me know :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RtQtr5dZkLI/AAAAAAAAACw/UhRryWak1e0/s1600-h/531057e7524292190bc424176bf89539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RtQtr5dZkLI/AAAAAAAAACw/UhRryWak1e0/s320/531057e7524292190bc424176bf89539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103754509899370674" 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/8748010-7124898818752818502?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-loss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RtQtr5dZkLI/AAAAAAAAACw/UhRryWak1e0/s72-c/531057e7524292190bc424176bf89539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-8770861696347025094</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-26T06:02:32.690+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>All in a Day</category><title>Chickens Spree!!!</title><description>Haha... Initially, I installed the "Chicken Invaders III - The Revenge of the Yolk" to let 老妖 engross with it so that she will not go digging at my private "stuffs" :p .  However, it is I who had fallen to this flashy mini game. I spent hours advancing to the next levels.  At the end, I had sacrificed my sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have conquered the game.  I have acquired all the medals and played the game to its maximum potential.  Finally, I can ....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVSsuJZI/AAAAAAAAACY/YuRjJkVpZ4k/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVSsuJZI/AAAAAAAAACY/YuRjJkVpZ4k/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057488871263970706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The starting of the game ... AAAAAA.... notice the fork??? KFC time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVisuJaI/AAAAAAAAACg/CAEBwQf67Ns/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVisuJaI/AAAAAAAAACg/CAEBwQf67Ns/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057488875558938018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The special power existed only if you beat the game once hahaa.  You can use forks to thrust the chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVisuJbI/AAAAAAAAACo/mobxB5ZyTFA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVisuJbI/AAAAAAAAACo/mobxB5ZyTFA/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057488875558938034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final boss of the game, an egg yolk.  Will suffer a protein overdose tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-8770861696347025094?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/04/chickens-spree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/Ri_PVSsuJZI/AAAAAAAAACY/YuRjJkVpZ4k/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>61</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-8681353121467736946</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-11T03:03:14.182+08:00</atom:updated><title>Poem of Lies</title><description>&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;One dark night when all was bright.&lt;br /&gt;Two dead men got up to fight.&lt;br /&gt;Back to back they faced each other.&lt;br /&gt;Pulled out their guns and stabbed each other.&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t believe this lie is true.&lt;br /&gt;Ask the blind man he saw it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="gensmall"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-8681353121467736946?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/04/poem-of-lies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-1351725116828568401</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-20T01:08:12.278+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>All in a Day</category><title>On The Run</title><description>So many things to do yet so little time I have :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-1351725116828568401?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-run.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-892341011099695087</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-18T04:12:02.029+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Anime</category><title>I Love One Piece</title><description>Been spending my whole Chinese New Year to catch up to the recent series of One Piece (Anime and manga).  Love their story lines and battles.  However, the battle seems too long in one island.  Below are the newest bounty for the Monkey D. Luffy and his nakama tachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfxKb8n2lLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/blQOZp-7QLE/s1600-h/One+Piece+Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfxKb8n2lLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/blQOZp-7QLE/s320/One+Piece+Edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042987526738318514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-892341011099695087?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-one-piece.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfxKb8n2lLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/blQOZp-7QLE/s72-c/One+Piece+Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-5717174358430995596</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 20:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:00:36.909+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Movies</category><title>300</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suggested to the gang that we all go "300" watching today.  It turned out that I will never regret spending my two hours of my life watching this movie.  The CG was stunning and the story line was fascinating (Geessh... how those beefcakes trained their bodie? I would like one too.) Oh, plus there were bloods everywhere, however there were no massive piles of blood to be seen after each battle scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brought my mind into thoughts was the Spartan’s way of living to fight and to die in combat during a campaign with honor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their self-discipline and courage in the face of pain and danger had upgraded my horizon in my view towards life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are the two values that most people lack of nowadays. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Take me for example.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve always lost my concentration when I am doing a task assigned to me such as programming or studying to watching dramas and web surfing. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For the Spartans, if they did not have self-discipline, it might cause them their lives and shame.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Besides, many people also afraid to face challenges and obstacles in life. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the movie, the 300 Spartans never retreat even though they had the chance and even though they knew staying there was an express ticket to hell. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At the end, they fought till they drew out their last breathe. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The moral of the story is “do not give in to fear and move forward” but it is okay to retreat if the outcome will bring deaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;        I almost cried at the end (the tears was rolling inside and I managed to suck them in using all my might) when King Leonidas was about to die when he uttered “my queen, my wife, my love, be strong, goodbye” (at least this was what I heard). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He never managed to tell how deep his love was to his wife, he never did because it would show how fragile he was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think most men feel the same way too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Saying the word “I love you” is as hard as climbing Mountain Everest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;        To sum up, this was a superb movie. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, and the Oracle was the most eye-soothing object in the movie. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-5717174358430995596?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/03/300.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-5508707839959173603</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 07:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:19:43.146+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Work</category><title>Finally One Down Three To Go</title><description>Just yesterday, the Pretender chaur and I managed to get out hardware Lomo done.  Finally can let go off the rock in my heat.  I was more relieved when our supervisor Mr.Alan said that our hardware was good.  Now I can fully concentrate on my software, thesis and presentation.  The software still needs lots of constructions and debugging, hope I can finish them on time.  The below pictures were taken from our digitize Lomo camera :D  I think Dr. Dirk will be proud  too :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZSHMn2k9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8bK6AWUHLM/s1600-h/2007-03-12-56582a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZSHMn2k9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8bK6AWUHLM/s320/2007-03-12-56582a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041307116488790994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZTTMn2k-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SSN86SGW0zk/s1600-h/2007-03-12-56596a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZTTMn2k-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SSN86SGW0zk/s320/2007-03-12-56596a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041308422158848994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZTTMn2k_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/lzZn3SxQhP0/s1600-h/2007-03-12-56612a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZTTMn2k_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/lzZn3SxQhP0/s320/2007-03-12-56612a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041308422158849010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, I also had the longest dinner among friends.  We started to dine at 6.45 and finished around 10 something.  However, it was really pleasant where I got to hang out with my old pals (Soon Aik, Sebastian and Echaur).  I also had my first Petai dish (first time ate Petai).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-5508707839959173603?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-one-down-three-to-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlHFSH90rlI/RfZSHMn2k9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/E8bK6AWUHLM/s72-c/2007-03-12-56582a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-7171759936282634963</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:20:20.694+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Personal</category><title>Finally Clean!</title><description>Tonight, we (Jason and I) finally got our kitchen clean.  It had been staying dirty for almost a year now.  After much influence of Monica from "Friends", I'd decided to pull my old pal/house mate Jason to do the cleaning together.  After much toss and throw, rub and wash, we'd finally got the kitchen clean... It was a great achievement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v86/KID1417/02/3.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v86/KID1417/02/2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v86/KID1417/02/1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-7171759936282634963?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-clean.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-400331983514924855</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:21:42.267+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Personal</category><title>I AM TOO OLD!!!</title><description>It was late at night and I took a personality test... It turned out that I am over-matured (too old) @.@ Tomorrow should go and buy some anti-aging cream liao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test was in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="text4102"&gt;&lt;span id="tpid4102"&gt;&lt;span id="spid4102"&gt;如果你是童話故事中，想吃掉3隻小豬的大野狼，你覺得用哪一種方法可以吃掉他們？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="text4102"&gt;&lt;span id="tpid4102"&gt;&lt;span id="spid4102"&gt; 1. 模仿豬媽媽聲音騙開門&lt;br /&gt;2. 用槌子把門整個砸壞&lt;br /&gt;3. 從煙囪偷偷爬進屋內&lt;br /&gt;4. 等小豬沒戒心自己出來&lt;br /&gt;5. 用煙把小豬燻到暈倒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;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&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="text4102"&gt;&lt;span id="tpid4102"&gt;&lt;span id="spid4102"&gt; 1. 選＜模仿豬媽媽聲音騙開門＞的朋友&lt;br /&gt;【你的心智成熟，足以當別人的心靈導師了】&lt;br /&gt;你的幼稚指數40﹪：這類型的人會用言語做溝通的方式跟人家做進一步的交談，處理事情的時候會很有耐心而且能夠抓住人性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 選＜用槌子把門整個砸壞＞的朋友&lt;br /&gt;【直到被撞到滿頭包傷痕累累，你才會知道不長大不行了】&lt;br /&gt;你的幼稚指數80﹪：這類型的人比較大男人或大女人，表面上很成熟，其實內心是非常幼稚的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 選＜從煙囪偷偷爬進屋內＞的朋友&lt;br /&gt;【你自知已經半大不小，必須學習獨立自主】&lt;br /&gt;你的幼稚指數55﹪：這類型的人知道做事情要利用方法，在人生的路途中他會慢慢的讓自己學習成長。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 選＜等小豬沒戒心自己出來＞的朋友&lt;br /&gt;【你不但不幼稚，而且成熟過了頭，小心未老先衰】&lt;br /&gt;你的幼稚指數20﹪：這類型的人對很多事情已經懂得放手，以及爭取強求其實是沒有用的，因此會用等待的方式來做任何事情，不管是工作或者是愛情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 選＜用煙把小豬燻到暈倒＞的朋友&lt;br /&gt;【你活在童話世界中，幼稚到了極點，讓大家都擔心】&lt;br /&gt;你的幼稚指數99﹪：這類型的人憑著感覺走，想要做什麼就做什麼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I chose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="text4102"&gt;&lt;span id="tpid4102"&gt;&lt;span id="spid4102"&gt;等小豬沒戒心自己出來 as my answer... Next time I would try not to be sly.&lt;br /&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/8748010-400331983514924855?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-too-old.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-116620770701099853</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:22:22.813+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>All in a Day</category><title>Such a Busy Day</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was my first holiday granted by my boss after 9 long weeks of facing cables, connectors and laces. As a result of treasuring the holiday, I was totally exhausted but satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I woke up extremely (because last night I fell asleep right in front of the com at 10.30pm).  Then I went to the nearest Pasar to buy my beloved family their breakfast (my first time buying breakfast alone -_-''' great achievement :D :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon, I had lunch with my colleagues as promised the night before to them.  A bit paiseh that one of my colleague, Chee ended up treating me lunch.  Since it was my last day at the 8mile TM, we took some pictures together.  But this did not mean the end, we still plan to meet up today to buy some erm... illegal stuffs (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after lunch, @pple sms me to ask me whether I am free for the night or not.  I ended up spending the rest of the day with her, loitering around shopping complexes.  Before that I also have fun observing her do some "professional" accounting chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I get my hair cut because @pple and Florence said that my hair look messy? It cost me RM26 but I am quite impress with my new look.  Oh... and I twisted my leg while I was in shopping spree mode, did'nt look at the floor while walking... So I ended up getting my leg adjusted back by a sinsei introduced by  Florence.  Luckily I still manage to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I leave @pple to Florence for a while at night after dinner and went for piano lesson.  Learn a new song but also means that I have to practice harder ... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, meet up with @pple and Florence again to go to the cinema to watch Possessed since it was shot in Kuching.  At first I felt a bit regret purchasing the ticket after looking at the trailer and posters, scary man. But after the show finished, one thing I can comment is.... this show is a comedy.... the gals and the boys don know how to act and they juz have nice body nia -_- Amber Chia perform exotic Yoga during the movie and Harisu still look pretty eventhough she put on make up to act as a ghost.  I also manage to nap for a while as usual.  In short the movie was a major let down.  The guy in front of me kept laughing but I think I laughed louder than him during the movie.  In fact everyone seems to hold their laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were on our way back, Florence and I had the same thoughts ----&gt; Harisu and the guy (dunno what name) had a kiss scene... and we thought that it was disgusting.  But after a few moments of pondering, I think it was still acceptable since s/he got something removed and got nice demon body shape and an angelic face.  As I am writing, I am still digesting this topic... That's all from me for now~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-116620770701099853?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/12/such-busy-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115767361423580702</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 23:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:24:11.809+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Work</category><title>Finally... Done</title><description>Last Monday, my supervisor ask me to pass up my final year project presentation slide for him to see on Thursday.  My mind already started to plan days ago but I ended up postpone it a day more because I cannot seem to write anything onto the slide. Ideas keep rushing in my head and I get papers full of draft about it but I couldn't seem to get it into the slides (was I repeating myself?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my other partner Joshua, finish his slides early and send it to me so that I can refer to it.  After few hours of head cracking and help from my housemate Jason, finally I get to submit the paper at 1am.  Now I am going to have a peaceful sleep and handle the EMI assignment.  Thanks Joshua and Jason.  Joshua, Jason 傻傻分不清楚。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115767361423580702?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-done.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115748092322603956</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:24:23.324+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Feeling</category><title>觉悟</title><description>今天终于明白你对我说的话句句都是对的。 因为我得不成熟， 我今天又跟我的朋友发生了口角虽然是在网上交谈，也该算是口角吧！ 不然叫文角多难听。 得罪人真的心里很不好受， 我想我跟他之间已经隔着一道看不见的墙了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从今以后，我得跟自己约法三章， 绝对要以以下的几条法则：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 我要注意从我嘴巴所吐出的话。所谓祸从口出， 以后我讲话绝对要思考再思考， 绝对不要轻举妄动。 我每一次都有话直说， 这个习惯需要改一改了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 我这个人纳。。。真的缺少计划。什莫事情都想到才做，从来没有计划过。 有些事会被我忘记，有些事到了紧要关头才去做，有些事做的马马虎虎。。。 是时候在我的簿子里写一些东西了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 我发现到我做事太犹疑不决， 考虑到很多因素， 其中包括朋友、亲人等等。。。 我很少把自己摆在第一位。 今天这个习惯惹来我朋友的不爽。明明是关心他却被批评得一文不值。这个朋友时白交了。所以以后我尽量坚决果断一点。有人跟我说，朋友是拿来利用的，此话真的一点都不错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;觉悟了，梦醒了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115748092322603956?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_06.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115707623210071860</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 01:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:24:42.280+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>All in a Day</category><title>停电咯！</title><description>又梦见她了。 面对她， 感觉上好大的压力。这次聊着聊着我就被惊醒了。当我睁开眼之际， 我房间的夜灯熄灭了，电脑荧幕也关了， 整间房间乌黑一片。我脑子第一时间想到的是停电了。我用手提电话的灯沿着黑暗慢慢走到客厅察看电路。 果然不出所料，真的停电了。周围邻居的房子也漆黑一片。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我要转回头回去我的房间的时候，杰森我的屋友也醒了。After minutes of crappy conversation, 我们决定驾车出去兜兜风， 看看情况有多严重。出去后才发现只有我们的area中招罢乐。到了家门口，四周还是一片漆黑，感觉犹如置身在Silent　Ｈｉｌｌ　的世界，　睡衣突然全消失掉了。我们便决定去吃宵夜。那时已经三点多了。我们在Ｓｕｂａｉｄａｈ呆了整整两个小时才结帐踏上归途。当然那时候，家里已经有电了。　好一个夜晚！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115707623210071860?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115693198300834756</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:25:04.844+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>All in a Day</category><title>胃痛记</title><description>上个星期六，我的胃疼得很厉害所以跑去看医生了。 拿了药， 回家吃了，就去睡了。醒过来的时候，感觉还不错，就把药丢了（我的胃痛通常只是短暂的）。哪知道。。。 这是个噩梦的开始。&lt;br /&gt;   这几天我的胃一直在痛。 不管有没有食物进肚，我都会痛的冒冷汗。还让朋友们担心， 实在是有够是失败。连到了吉隆坡购买project所需物品和游玩也不能尽兴， 让全体的人员扫兴， 真得很对不住。昨天更是以因为胃痛拒绝了一个好朋友的生日会。真得很希望他能谅解我。在这里我想对他郑重地说声对不起。&lt;br /&gt;   导致胃痛的原因我还在寻觅着。可能这几天睡得太少乐，或者是不定时的进食时间，又或者最近所累积的压力所造成的。所以呢，我这几天尽量早睡早起（我想是不太可能乐），定时吃东西和尽量放松自己。 希望能战胜胃病。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115693198300834756?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115663205562431604</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 22:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T06:25:07.171+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Personal</category><title>我很好</title><description>很感谢关心我的朋友们， 尤其是Jason,  Oliver,　Ｓｅｂａｓｔｉａｎ还有爱莱。请不要为我担心了，因为我很好。谢谢你们这一个星期来风雨无助地陪在我身边，我很感动哟！真得十分感激。　今天没心情写太多，　好想好好休息几天，让自己好好轻松下来，　自我检讨，然后在继续努力向前冲刺。加油加油加油！　谢谢你们的关心。。。　Ｉ　ａｍ　ｏｋａｙ　：Ｄ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115663205562431604?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_27.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115647085521189033</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Aug 2006 01:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-25T09:56:45.896+08:00</atom:updated><title>Good-bye Days</title><description>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Ariel,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;慰める歌。 それは私の精神を慰めた。Good-bye daysは日本の芸術家YUIによって&lt;br /&gt;第5単一行う。それは太陽の歌 と呼ばれる戯曲からない。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good-bye Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作詞: YUI&lt;br /&gt;作曲: YUI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;だからいま　会いにゆく　そう決めたんだ&lt;br /&gt;ポケットの　この曲を　君に聴かせたい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そっとヴォリュームを上げて　確かめてみたよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Good-bye days&lt;br /&gt;いま　変わる気がする&lt;br /&gt;　昨日までに　so long&lt;br /&gt;かっこよくない優しさがそばにあるから&lt;br /&gt;～with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;片方の　イヤフォンを　君に渡す&lt;br /&gt;ゆっくりと　流れ込む　この瞬間&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;うまく愛せていますか?　たまに迷うけど&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Good-bye days&lt;br /&gt;いま　変わり始めた　胸の奥　alright&lt;br /&gt;かっこよくない優しさがそばにあるから&lt;br /&gt;～with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;できれば　悲しい　想いなんてしたくない&lt;br /&gt;でもやってくるでしょ?&lt;br /&gt;そのとき　笑顔で&lt;br /&gt;Yeah hello!! my friend　なんてさ&lt;br /&gt;言えたならいいのに…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同じ唄を　口ずさむ時&lt;br /&gt;　そばにいて　I wish&lt;br /&gt;かっこよくない優しさに会えてよかったよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Good-bye days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&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/8748010-115647085521189033?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-bye-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115644438702758371</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-25T02:33:07.076+08:00</atom:updated><title>The point of no return</title><description>I just wanna know what's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;To know what I've said&lt;br /&gt;To let you hurt so badly&lt;br /&gt;Until you have totally lost faith in me&lt;br /&gt;Many sleepless night I have been through&lt;br /&gt;Just to try my luck&lt;br /&gt;To guess the correct answer&lt;br /&gt;And repent profusely&lt;br /&gt;The path that we walk together is always that bright&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly it caught the night&lt;br /&gt;I am at the point of despair&lt;br /&gt;Various thoughts rushed in and out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;How come the hole is beyond repair?&lt;br /&gt;Will letting you go sooth your anger?&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever understand my heart?&lt;br /&gt;I know it is too late&lt;br /&gt;When sorry doesn't mean anything to you anymore&lt;br /&gt;When it is too late to pull back the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;From day to day&lt;br /&gt;My breaking point is challenged&lt;br /&gt;I try to tolerate and compromise&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I have come upon regret&lt;br /&gt;Mainly of my rushful act to accept you in my life&lt;br /&gt;For I have destroyed a beautiful soul I treasure&lt;br /&gt;Should I give away my heart?&lt;br /&gt;So that I can see your angelic smile once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115644438702758371?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/08/point-of-no-return.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115642471507898438</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 11:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-24T21:05:15.120+08:00</atom:updated><title>失落</title><description>好久没有上来写些东西了。最近有一些懒惰， 心情又有一点儿blue。虽然脑子里面的东西很多很多，但是要把它们全部写出来就有一点困难了。&lt;br /&gt;昨天的考试真的是气死人了。有温习等于没有温习一样。真得让人感到伤心难过。那教授也真是的都要离职了还要特地刁难我们。况且我们也只有一年的就读时间。真希望时间快点地过 ， 这里真的是让人不想久留的地方。好像早点毕业回古晋哟！&lt;br /&gt;此外，还有很多值得我去思考和检讨的问题。现在的我真的是好无助，似乎没有人能够了解我。。。 纳闷ing。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115642471507898438?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115314015769575470</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 12:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-17T20:42:37.710+08:00</atom:updated><title>Speak correctly LA</title><description>Today, I read a short story about the importance of speaking the right way through a book that I just bought.  It inspired me much because I am the one who always speak out my mind without thinking. So the story goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who invite four people to join him for dinner.  When dinner time came, only three out of the four quests arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was waited anxiously and uttered :" Sigh,  the one who is suppose to come does not turn up yet..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listen to that sentence, the first guest felt insulted and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man panicked again and uttered :" Sigh, the one who is not suppose to leave had left."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second guest heard his comment automatically got insulted and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then turned to the last guest and said :" They got it all wrong, I am not referring to them..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, all the guest left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is... think before you said anything then think again if possible before anything goes wrong.  A good story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115314015769575470?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/07/speak-correctly-la_17.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115282036814439869</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 19:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-14T03:52:48.220+08:00</atom:updated><title>Horoscope</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A little bird whispered to me that according to horoscope, it is difficult for a girl to dump me because I am a scorpio. In order to dump me, she should not show obvious heart change, she must do it slowly for example act childishly bit by bit so that I can dump her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a very bad idea to face me head to head because of some bull shit ending such as if I don’t get the girl I love, my love will turn to hatred and I will do some major destruction (kill the girl then harakiri, maybe :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first thing that popped out in my mind was "What? Crap! Bull shit!!! @x#$%&amp; why you have to spoil my day by telling me horoscope?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I confess that I inherit some of scorpio’s deadly poison but when it comes to relationship, I am completely out of the trail.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is hard for me to dump a girl.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I just don’t understand why many of my friends especially girl friends are so enthusiastically in love with this thing; they are mostly proven wrong anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They would just believe what the horoscope has to say and believe it blindly without using their senses to judge and see.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In short, if I can dominate the world, all matters related to horoscope such as books or magazines will be burned for dulling people’s mind at top priority.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115282036814439869?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/07/horoscope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8748010.post-115244419671103541</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jul 2006 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-09T19:23:16.713+08:00</atom:updated><title>Kawai Penguin Comic</title><description>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v86/KID1417/penguin.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8748010-115244419671103541?l=fabiankueh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabiankueh.blogspot.com/2006/07/kawai-penguin-comic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fabian)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>