<?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-414695631820074081</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:05:48.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>老点站</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldpointed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414695631820074081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpointed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K3nnYkl82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414695631820074081.post-8792722004694568382</id><published>2009-11-05T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:38:58.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead XBox 360 Falcon Set ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ7x0vSPLI/AAAAAAAABB8/0IIA75R__iU/s1600-h/DSC08009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever heard of the Famous 3RROD (3 Red Ring Of Death?). Well, I don't own an Xbox 360 but my housemate does. The console has been working well for 21 months and finally RROD strike it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ7x0vSPLI/AAAAAAAABB8/0IIA75R__iU/s1600-h/DSC08009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ7x0vSPLI/AAAAAAAABB8/0IIA75R__iU/s400/DSC08009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514999071423666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 RROD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ7xr_tIUI/AAAAAAAABB0/4C6nBJ29oUI/s1600-h/DSC08012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ7xr_tIUI/AAAAAAAABB0/4C6nBJ29oUI/s400/DSC08012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514996724375874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover removed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_82kCmI/AAAAAAAABBs/_gH-3NvKCvg/s1600-h/DSC08015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_82kCmI/AAAAAAAABBs/_gH-3NvKCvg/s400/DSC08015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514142255975010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DVD-ROM looks identical to those used in a PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_oCrutI/AAAAAAAABBk/JXRVuTy-rFo/s1600-h/DSC08016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_oCrutI/AAAAAAAABBk/JXRVuTy-rFo/s400/DSC08016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514136669666002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rom drives with the first Generation XBOX behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_VJkkqI/AAAAAAAABBc/QYLaRW2sIYA/s1600-h/DSC08019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_VJkkqI/AAAAAAAABBc/QYLaRW2sIYA/s400/DSC08019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514131598283426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naked XBOX 360. You can see the addition heatsink for the GPU attached on the side of the CPU. This Heatsink can only be found on the 2nd gen of XBox 360 @ Falcon, not sure about jasper though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_C6XDZI/AAAAAAAABBU/iIF7QUnDoN8/s1600-h/DSC08020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6_C6XDZI/AAAAAAAABBU/iIF7QUnDoN8/s400/DSC08020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514126702644626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thermal Paste leaking out from the CPU &amp;amp; GPU, thanks to the low quality thermal paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6-jd8Y0I/AAAAAAAABBM/RI3fPDhyTC8/s1600-h/DSC08021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SvJ6-jd8Y0I/AAAAAAAABBM/RI3fPDhyTC8/s400/DSC08021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400514118261957442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my housemate has made some inquiries, seems that there is no permenant solution for these. It is either to use X-clamp method (Non guarantee) or Reball for the CPU &amp;amp; GPU but then it would cost him RM400 so end up he is getting a new Jasper Console at RM950.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Its time to rip it off apart. This unit have been with me since Oct 2007 and the lens died on May 2009. This is the very few 2nd batch which consist of PS2 GS (Graphic Synthesizer) Chip inside the PS3 itself. It also comes with a card reader and blue tooth and Wifi function, with its classic chrome finishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuU0KMq-moI/AAAAAAAABBE/r7MzoSrB8-E/s1600-h/DSC07996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuU0KMq-moI/AAAAAAAABBE/r7MzoSrB8-E/s400/DSC07996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396777078278232706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After ripping apart the outer cover of the PS3, here is the inner part of it.  As you can see, on the right hand side is the bluray ROM. On the front left side, is the rare Card reader available on older PS3 systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUzoVzuZQI/AAAAAAAABAs/pDGwhKApJBc/s1600-h/DSC07998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUzoVzuZQI/AAAAAAAABAs/pDGwhKApJBc/s400/DSC07998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396776496615286018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Wifi and Blue tooth board that comes with the PS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUzoNOYhAI/AAAAAAAABAk/b937S-7clG8/s1600-h/DSC07999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUzoNOYhAI/AAAAAAAABAk/b937S-7clG8/s400/DSC07999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396776494311179266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Card reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUzn70CY9I/AAAAAAAABAc/2m6D2xlCDGc/s1600-h/DSC08000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUzn70CY9I/AAAAAAAABAc/2m6D2xlCDGc/s400/DSC08000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396776489637274578" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUznUitHdI/AAAAAAAABAU/SctUKELqhLo/s1600-h/DSC08001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUznUitHdI/AAAAAAAABAU/SctUKELqhLo/s400/DSC08001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396776479095594450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power supply unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw1So_PrI/AAAAAAAABAE/Ay_om7wGUtM/s1600-h/DSC08002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw1So_PrI/AAAAAAAABAE/Ay_om7wGUtM/s400/DSC08002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396773420568362674" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw1Eaj_BI/AAAAAAAAA_8/yc8kg9CQCM4/s1600-h/DSC08003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw1Eaj_BI/AAAAAAAAA_8/yc8kg9CQCM4/s400/DSC08003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396773416749759506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The huge cooling fan within the PS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw0g938eI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Q_N04wZHCiU/s1600-h/DSC08004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw0g938eI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Q_N04wZHCiU/s400/DSC08004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396773407234191842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat seperator without the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw0cwfvCI/AAAAAAAAA_s/579er9wq9Do/s1600-h/DSC08005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUw0cwfvCI/AAAAAAAAA_s/579er9wq9Do/s400/DSC08005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396773406104337442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUxlcF_upI/AAAAAAAABAM/_BbCmbBf8iw/s1600-h/DSC08006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SuUxlcF_upI/AAAAAAAABAM/_BbCmbBf8iw/s400/DSC08006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396774247739669138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally the naked PS3 mother board. The 2 chips covered by the thermal paste are the Core Cell and the RSX engine, while the black colored chip on the left is the PS2 GS to support PS2 gaming. But it is useless without the Rom Lens laser working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not planning to fix the ROM as my previous experince fixing it only keep it alive for 5 weeks. I rather go for another new PS3 slim, with official 15 months warranty, at least its more worth my investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Gosh. What a life. Finally, after heavy work rushing for the project, I got a break for out company trip to Redang, a beautiful island that I wish to go for quite sometimes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We left KL at 10.30pm Thursday on the resort bus. On board were 13 person from our gang and another 2 foreigner whom hitch a ride with us. Its a long journey, it takes us roughly 8 hours to reach Terengganu, Merang Jetty. The bus driver is kind enough to stop us by a Chinese streets to have our quick breakfast. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBSAxlKPRI/AAAAAAAAA-0/UcXNCmU_fEk/s1600-h/IMG_8033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBSAxlKPRI/AAAAAAAAA-0/UcXNCmU_fEk/s400/IMG_8033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891727970417938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Scenes during dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBSAQ1QNZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Xyzx1e7dx4Q/s1600-h/IMG_8034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBSAQ1QNZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Xyzx1e7dx4Q/s400/IMG_8034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891719179548050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast in the chinese restaurant (looks like mafia meeting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBR_6LbcKI/AAAAAAAAA-k/GFok9PLypng/s1600-h/IMG_8044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBR_6LbcKI/AAAAAAAAA-k/GFok9PLypng/s400/IMG_8044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891713098543266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chinese street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBR_Tptl9I/AAAAAAAAA-c/pzPI8Jo2jcM/s1600-h/IMG_8054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBR_Tptl9I/AAAAAAAAA-c/pzPI8Jo2jcM/s400/IMG_8054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891702756579282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Resort transfer boat which will ferry us to Redang from the Merang Jetty which will takes another 1 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBR_DEYbtI/AAAAAAAAA-U/GrU4SKpFTKY/s1600-h/IMG_8080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBR_DEYbtI/AAAAAAAAA-U/GrU4SKpFTKY/s400/IMG_8080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891698305035986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dear and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRrFxJ4uI/AAAAAAAAA-M/djLqy6xPe4U/s1600-h/IMG_8085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRrFxJ4uI/AAAAAAAAA-M/djLqy6xPe4U/s400/IMG_8085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891355432313570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Boss giving some speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRqsKyAlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JaIkVU5oGW8/s1600-h/IMG_8091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRqsKyAlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JaIkVU5oGW8/s400/IMG_8091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891348560478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lonely turtle waiting for someone to bring him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRqCYFbBI/AAAAAAAAA98/37tQ0NAExvo/s1600-h/IMG_8105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRqCYFbBI/AAAAAAAAA98/37tQ0NAExvo/s400/IMG_8105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891337341987858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colleagues enjoying the welcome drinks offer by the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRphK9nvI/AAAAAAAAA90/RVpvbfBTf04/s1600-h/IMG_8181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRphK9nvI/AAAAAAAAA90/RVpvbfBTf04/s400/IMG_8181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891328428580594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear enjoying the clear white sands at the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRpW3X9pI/AAAAAAAAA9s/lGEUfvRaa4E/s1600-h/IMG_8185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBRpW3X9pI/AAAAAAAAA9s/lGEUfvRaa4E/s400/IMG_8185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381891325662066322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying my relax moment in Redang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ6pI4RXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1rLM-nJvbC4/s1600-h/IMG_8244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ6pI4RXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1rLM-nJvbC4/s400/IMG_8244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381890523113473394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ6d_0emI/AAAAAAAAA9c/-qAFS_Cw7eY/s1600-h/IMG_8248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ6d_0emI/AAAAAAAAA9c/-qAFS_Cw7eY/s400/IMG_8248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381890520122686050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ55zU9QI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Wt2HAh2e8wM/s1600-h/IMG_8250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ55zU9QI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Wt2HAh2e8wM/s400/IMG_8250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381890510406612226" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ5TcfFQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Y_hPCJ3Eqgc/s1600-h/IMG_8338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ5TcfFQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Y_hPCJ3Eqgc/s400/IMG_8338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381890500110259458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing volley balls with my colleagues. (noobs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ5MlQdeI/AAAAAAAAA9E/RQ2osHG6GPs/s1600-h/IMG_8359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SrBQ5MlQdeI/AAAAAAAAA9E/RQ2osHG6GPs/s400/IMG_8359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381890498268001762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Dated back at Oct 2007, its 20 months since I first turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 30 2009, After playing game for 30 minutes, I turn it off for a break and head for my dinner. Soon after I'm home, I power it back on and found out the disc reading sign wont goes off. Darn! must have been something wrong with the lens. Spend whole night trying various ways to revive it but no luck. So i spend the night surfing the net for a cure. Some forum member intro me to a guy call Bernard whom able to change PS3 lens within an hour. I guess it might have been a normal issue for a broken lens since the PS3 is aging a bit already. Paid RM330 for a month warranty lens. All the while it was working fine. Last night, I powered it on and was playing Metal Gear Solid 4, I got shot and died in the game. That was the last time my PS3 loads anything from the disc. Damn, its not reading the media again. And I've just got it change for 5 damn weeks. Heart broken I immediately bring it to Bernard to have a look. He says confirm Dead. I affirm him that I seldom play as I was always busy with my work and life, he offered me to change another lens for a cheaper price but i rejected. As I don't want to change lens for every month. If so buying a new unit would have been a better choice. Bernard then call up the supplier and nego on it. He says he will try to send back to claim for me, I have already prepared for the worse. Just let it be. Anyhow, its still playable on PSN games. But not anymore blu-ray for now. I don't think I would want to change another lens for it as I've google through the net and found out that the single lens kit is actually already out of production for 2 years nearly. Thats why the price is shooting up yet most of them refurbish unit so I wouldn't want to take another risk perhaps a new white unit is my next aim :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Si4eT-X8vnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/2TEgbFaomF4/s1600-h/DSC07587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Si4eT-X8vnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/2TEgbFaomF4/s400/DSC07587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345243136245153394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Si4eUFWLn7I/AAAAAAAAA88/C0KjyoYuSMc/s1600-h/DSC07589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Si4eUFWLn7I/AAAAAAAAA88/C0KjyoYuSMc/s400/DSC07589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345243138116788146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Si4eTw__YWI/AAAAAAAAA80/BjZ5E1uMFgY/s1600-h/DSC07588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Si4eTw__YWI/AAAAAAAAA80/BjZ5E1uMFgY/s400/DSC07588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345243132655001954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I could not let go of this unit is the memory card reader which is quite useful for me to transfer picture taken from camera direct into the PS3 rather then through another PC before I could transfer it over. So as the Backward compatible with PS2 title which I would sometimes still play especially the Final Fantasy X. **NOTE its only playable for ORIGINAL DISC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The current game console available in the market are the 7th generation console. And it has been a war amount the 3 giant console manufacture for sometimes. I had my first console when Im 7 years old, a Micro Genius (Nintendo Clone).  Father award me with it after I scored 3rd in my kinder garden class. I remember when I'm 12 years old, I wanted a SNES @ Super Nintendo Entertainment System badly but my parents didn't buy for me as my family income was quite average @ Not rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd console was the famous Playstation. I bought it 2nd hand from my friend for a price of RM400. That time it was something to talk about if you have a Playstation at home. Those were the days where console games are way more advance compare to computer games. I remember another friend giving me his unmodded Playstation which I kept it as a collection only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on at year 2002, I have the first New console bought with my own money that is the Playstation. Which i work hard with my part time job to purchase this console. Too bad I bought from a bad reputated shop because that time Playstation 2 was a hit and it was quite hard to get one. But i wanted it badly. This console had problem after just 3 months of usage. Then I spend another 1000 to buy a 2nd set of it which works for 6 years ++ and still working fine, but I sold it to one of my friend as I had the lastest Playstation 3 as a gift from my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sgox2nHQr4I/AAAAAAAAA8k/vZGRj0x0lg4/s1600-h/PS3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sgox2nHQr4I/AAAAAAAAA8k/vZGRj0x0lg4/s400/PS3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335131522855907202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Playstation 3, Its the famous trend nowadays. It is power by the famous Broadband engine build by IBM, Sony, and Toshiba. It has a master core and 8 additional subcore made up a total of 9 cores, and it is clocked at 3.2GHz. Do we actually need such a huge amount of power for a gaming console ? It is also equipped with a Nvidia RSX graphic engine within this big baby. Controller are wireless and able to pair up to 7 controllers. Its also has both build in Lan and Wifi (except the first 20GB generation CHECBXX). There is already a few revision of the Hardware available in the market, some are backward compatible with Playstation 2 games others are only capable of Playstation 3 Games or Playstation Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sgox2kL-DwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/WAhnEGG8hqM/s1600-h/Xbox360.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sgox2kL-DwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/WAhnEGG8hqM/s400/Xbox360.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335131522070351618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unlike the first genration of microsoft console , the XBOX, this newer generation named Xbox 360 is not base on a PC hardware like his elder brother. But instead it has a custom made Processor build by IBM also. This console does not comes with the newer generation media disc. Instead it still uses the DVD as its media. This will be a major fallback when game developer develop games that contain lots of CGs. It comes with either Wired or Wireless controllers. It is also capable to connect to the internet through the LAN port. If you want a wireless LAN, you have to purchase it seperately. This console has a number of issues with their hardware which is very commonly known as RROD (Red Ring of Death).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sgox2eUuNcI/AAAAAAAAA8U/8Hg3rxNCu5M/s1600-h/Wii.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sgox2eUuNcI/AAAAAAAAA8U/8Hg3rxNCu5M/s400/Wii.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335131520496448962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Wii. Nintendo created this game console very differently. Instead of the old fashioned game controller, they decided to make the game more interactive, which you would have to use your body movement to play the game instead of just your fingers. This game console are more focus on its unique game play style instead of the hardware power itself. Comparing the Wii with the Playstation 3 or the XBOX 360, the hardware specification for the Wii is way weaker then the 2 competitors, but it was a success due to its unique game play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, both the Wii and XBOX 360 has been hacked and was able to play backup games, but not the Playstation 3 yet. It must have been a hard task for those hacker as it has a state of art CPU inside and a very new media which is the bluray. It has been about 2 1/2 years and still no news regarding its capabality to play backups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Some use it for communication and others use it for music, video, GPS and so on. But for me the days  of having he latest handphone is much over already. Nowadays phones for me are just for Calls and SMS. Refreshing back my memories, I have already use almost a dozen of phones since 10 years ago. Some even cost me over thousands of ringgits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Here is my first phone, unable to find a bigger picture of it from the internet. I doubt you can see any more of this phone functionable anymore.  It was a free gift from RHB bank when my Dad sign up for a Current Account. It is a Nokia 5130, not the latest Xpress music one but the old one. I guess Nokia made too much of phones that they finished all the numbers and have to reuse it. Its a single band GSM phone only capable of GSM 1800 at that time. Nokia name it so call "Human Technology" which makes it easier to use. I think the maintain such an OS till their Symbian 4.0 release.  The phone is bulky and unstable. I lost the phone because i dropped it :P, anyway  I don't really like it :P. Haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsYVo6htI/AAAAAAAAA8M/DCLSbIsmKno/s1600-h/product-87313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsYVo6htI/AAAAAAAAA8M/DCLSbIsmKno/s400/product-87313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324007243630937810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I lost the Nokia 5130, I was dreaming to have a Motorola startac V at that time but it was too expensive to have one. So i end up having a Motorola v2088. The front bezel is exchangable and I actually have 2 or 3 of them as it comes complimentary with the package. Its a Dual Band phone cabable of GSM 900/1800 which is quite good enough during that time. The uniqueness of the phone also includes the 3 color back light display which can be switch from Orange to Red and to Green. I got it for RM800 if not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsTINbxTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/s39Cnt0RbVA/s1600-h/motorolav2088_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsTINbxTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/s39Cnt0RbVA/s400/motorolav2088_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324007154126669106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The comes my dream phone after a while. My fren got it cheaper for me around RM1100. Trade in my v2088 i paid roughly RM700. I love this phone a lot. But then have to give way as it is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsS-25C_I/AAAAAAAAA78/x8NmVzEbF1I/s1600-h/motorola-v3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsS-25C_I/AAAAAAAAA78/x8NmVzEbF1I/s400/motorola-v3688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324007151616199666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During my days serving for Nokia as an Event organizer, sometimes I have the advantage to get cheap 2nd hand phones when customer buy new ones and trade in the old one. I got this Nokia 8210 at RM200 around year 2002 i think. It was a good swap during working hours (NOKIA :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsS5VVC3I/AAAAAAAAA70/ZG0bQytgeNk/s1600-h/Nokia_8210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsS5VVC3I/AAAAAAAAA70/ZG0bQytgeNk/s400/Nokia_8210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324007150133250930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here comes the famous Nokia 8850. It is a trend to have a white backlight during that time. And Nokia 8850 comes with some sort of metal chassing which makes it look more class. Everyone likes the phone. I bought it for RM350 :P. Then I took it back to my hometown and sold it for RM500!! Not really a Nokia fans because I know its quite problematic even the latest phone as from what their own technician head told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsShnElYI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ZqYbszEbFUw/s1600-h/Nokia_8850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsShnElYI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ZqYbszEbFUw/s400/Nokia_8850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324007143765218690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since I've use my Motorola v3688, I fell in love with flip phones.  Since my V3688 is dieing, I found this replacement of his, Motorola v60 which suits me. My fren took it back from Australia for me with the price of RM500 only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsShYCssI/AAAAAAAAA7k/MVXX2w9QF5E/s1600-h/motorola-v60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsShYCssI/AAAAAAAAA7k/MVXX2w9QF5E/s400/motorola-v60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324007143702180546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No long after owning the V60, There comes a v60i with smaller size and interchangable chassing, I sold mine to my cousin and top up RM200 to purchase the v60i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsE78JnQI/AAAAAAAAA7c/sBaXdNeU2o4/s1600-h/v60i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsE78JnQI/AAAAAAAAA7c/sBaXdNeU2o4/s400/v60i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324006910314781954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sony Ericson latest candy bar phone capture my interest that time, which is the T610. Its IN to have a colour phone during that time but it cost me a boom! A student having a RM1400 phone. Can you imagine that? back at year 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsE868AXI/AAAAAAAAA7U/V0M1wmvnUf4/s1600-h/sony-ericson-t610-300x239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsE868AXI/AAAAAAAAA7U/V0M1wmvnUf4/s400/sony-ericson-t610-300x239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324006910578131314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eventhough the T610 have lots of features, Lousy Camera, Lousy colour screen :P. Bluetooth and so and so. I still demand more from a phone. My next solution is a 2nd hand PDA phone. the hottest trend that time was the Sony Ericsson P900, my fren bought it for me from UK. RM900. But i lost it as it was stolen just 3 months after usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsEqVx7KI/AAAAAAAAA7M/m94DV5egMvs/s1600-h/Sony_Ericsson_P900_Video_MP3_Ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsEqVx7KI/AAAAAAAAA7M/m94DV5egMvs/s400/Sony_Ericsson_P900_Video_MP3_Ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324006905590443170" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;2 days later I got myself a newer version of the P900, The P910i. Bulky but a lot of functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsEh6ME7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/X2XOTXsaxaQ/s1600-h/sony_ericsson_p910i_phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsEh6ME7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/X2XOTXsaxaQ/s400/sony_ericsson_p910i_phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324006903327232946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By this time, I've realise I'm very wasteful that I keep changing phones to suit myself. I've decided to quit my interested in phone gadgets and it gets me no where but wasting my own money only, because you might be interested in the phone for like 1 or 2 months only. Then the phone will end up to be use as a phone and SMS only. Not worth at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After travelling to Jakarta for work, We found out that their phone service provider provides internet through 3G services, So i purchase the cheapest available 3G phone in the market. The V3xx which i bought for only RM600, and has been using since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsEUt1QMI/AAAAAAAAA68/-HAwyt1LGWo/s1600-h/motorola_v3xx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SeKsEUt1QMI/AAAAAAAAA68/-HAwyt1LGWo/s400/motorola_v3xx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324006899785744578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wasted so much only to know that it is not worth at all. Haha. 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It has been sometimes since many phone loves awaiting for its official sales in Malaysia, but not me, I'm getting old for all these :P and Don't wish to spend any more unnecessary gadgets that will be updated by another model within a year or so. Well, that is just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipod Touch has been around for almost 2 years (since Sept 2007), and on Sept 2008, Apple release their newer version of the Ipod Touch @ 2G. I just got mine officially 3 days ago :P, and its free of cause :P. My brother won it during his company annual dinner a year ago. He is not impress with it as it size is to big for him to bring around if he were to go jogging. It has been collecting dust for a least 2 months when he is aboard at Dubai.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDWkKdRI/AAAAAAAAA60/zaBVY9D_zBI/s1600-h/DSC07544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDWkKdRI/AAAAAAAAA60/zaBVY9D_zBI/s400/DSC07544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089878753703186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is the first generation of the Ipoh Touch which has a slower processor clock speed at 412 MHz, while the 2nd generation has a 533 Mhz processor. I like the size of it which is very thin. And featuring a multi touch-screen capability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDfh1CuI/AAAAAAAAA6s/uoVL-K8QZ2o/s1600-h/DSC07545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDfh1CuI/AAAAAAAAA6s/uoVL-K8QZ2o/s400/DSC07545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089881159830242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Usual, my brother are very rude in using things, thus this Ipod Touch is full of scar due to scratches. LoLz. Anyhow, its free, so no complains. The Ipod Touch holds a memory Capacity of 8GB where there is higher range series with 16GB or 32GB. (Iphone only has 8GB or 16GB capacity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDaod9II/AAAAAAAAA6k/Rt_MS-ak3RE/s1600-h/DSC07547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDaod9II/AAAAAAAAA6k/Rt_MS-ak3RE/s400/DSC07547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089879845500034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here comes a Special Iphone, its called an "Iphone alike" phone. Its an imitation from some china manufacturer. Brother thought it is quite funny and cheap so he bought it 2nd hand from his fellow friend. Who sold him at a price of RM300. It has a micro SD slot with 2 SIM card capability! Gosh .. It is able to activate both SIM at the same time. Amazing for a imitation product. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDIIW6ZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/7KbG7t8as38/s1600-h/DSC07549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhPDIIW6ZI/AAAAAAAAA6c/7KbG7t8as38/s400/DSC07549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321089874878982546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The look was totally same as the IPhone but a bit smaller. If you never seen an IPhone you might have thought it was the real thing. But once you held it on your hand, you know its FAKE because its very light and you can fell the build quality is simply CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0tH0yMI/AAAAAAAAA6U/qty998Ivj_U/s1600-h/DSC07550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0tH0yMI/AAAAAAAAA6U/qty998Ivj_U/s400/DSC07550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321088527599192258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The IPhone suppose to be 0.2 Inches longer then the IPod Touch, But from this image, you can see that the "IPhone Alike" is much more smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0Sn5O1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/r26yPry9txQ/s1600-h/DSC07551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0Sn5O1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/r26yPry9txQ/s400/DSC07551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321088520485944146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The screen size is noticable smaller then the IPod Touch as well. IPod Touch measures a 3.5" Screen size, not sure about the IPhone alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0RhVqRI/AAAAAAAAA6E/iYg9SrD4Zok/s1600-h/DSC07552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0RhVqRI/AAAAAAAAA6E/iYg9SrD4Zok/s400/DSC07552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321088520190011666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the screen is activated, the imitation IPhone totally imitated even the lock screen. But the colour of the screen looks dull compares to the IPod Touch. The Slide to unlock for the IPhone Alike is very difficult to use @ Bad touch screen! You might get fustrated when you try to unlock the IPhone Alike if you use the real IPhone / IPod Touch before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0KdrvxI/AAAAAAAAA58/D8koMHrdzLo/s1600-h/DSC07555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhN0KdrvxI/AAAAAAAAA58/D8koMHrdzLo/s400/DSC07555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321088518295633682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main menu have the same looks, but don't expect anything from the IPhone Alike. Its just a stupid phone which tries to imitated the IPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exploring the IPod Touch for few days, I've decided to upgrade it to the latest version firmware 2.2.1. But once I've done it, I can't install unofficial application into it. So i google and found the latest way to jailbreak it. And It was successful. Anyhow, I bought my first application from ITunes which is the "WHO HAS THE BIGGEST BRAIN?" game offer from Playfish. Currently its having an offer price of 0.99 USD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhNzwNWnxI/AAAAAAAAA50/b9nVrci6vG0/s1600-h/DSC07557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SdhNzwNWnxI/AAAAAAAAA50/b9nVrci6vG0/s400/DSC07557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321088511247818514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IPod Touch looks fun to me, don't know when I would get bored with it. But anyhow, its free. So no worries. I'm keeping it to keep track my daily expenses nowadays :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iphone official launched in Malaysia by one of our major service provider (Operator M) but to me its very much over priced. And not worthit for now. As for the IPod Touch, for a price of RM900 compare to an IPhone 8GB , which is RM2500. I think it is much more worthit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I remember that time my Dad bought me my good old Pentium MMX system. Computer are super expensive back then. I have been through lots of experience with computers, even help friends to buy computers all the time till i lost count of how many system I have setup for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers technology has evolve a lot since the days of the MMX. I would not want to go into details about those technical parts as most of my readers would not have understand what are they reading if I wrote too technical. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we start with some explainations, let us get back to the main point of purchasing a Laptop first. What do you want as a normal user? This should be the main question that I would have as a friend if he or she wanted to buy a laptop. I guess most of us at our age nowadays wanted a laptop as some kind of entertainment, to watch movies, to listen to music, do some documents, surfing, chating and some light games. When I says light games I really do mean it. If you are looking for heavy 3D graphics for laptop, I would strongly suggest a desktop. Laptop was not build for heavy stuff at first (exceptional for those Alienwares). LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CPU &lt;/span&gt;- Central Processing Unit. This is the heart of the Laptop, commonly known as the "Processor". There are 2 majors competitor for the CPU which is Intel and AMD. There also VIA Cyrix which is less popular. Many People mistakenly think that Centrino is a processor by Intel. No it is not. Centrino is actually a standard set by Intel. The laptop that has this centrino logo actually consist of an Intel CPU (Speedstepping capable), and a Intel Chipset and an Intel Wifi. Which CPU to choose ? I would recommend Intel over AMD on laptops although AMD is cheaper. Well there are a few CPU's in the market now from intel for laptops, mainly the Core Duo, Dual Core , Core 2 Duo , Celeron. What are the differences ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Core Duo - First Generation of the Core family, Does Not support 64 bit processing&lt;br /&gt;Dual Core - Cut Down version of Core 2 Duo, Normally have half the cache of the Core 2 Duo. Support 64 bit.&lt;br /&gt;Core 2 Duo - Current most popular CPU among many users.&lt;br /&gt;Celeron - This one is tricky, there are many versions of Cut down CPU's being rename as Celeron, Intel has been using the name for Pentium II cut down version all the way to Core cut down version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Dual Core is more then enough for normal users. Many friends like to ask me , faster processor better right ? To me, the answer is NO! A comparison of a 2Ghz vs a 1.6Ghz processor of the same specification only show seconds of improvement. It is not like older days where by you wait for years if you CPU is slow. Cut down version normally has smaller Cache, but what does it means? cache is a very fast accessable RAM for the CPU itself. Smaller means slower of cause, but It is not that much noticable if you are not using heavy calculations program, 3D rendering, Heaving 3D gaming, SQL query might have affected too. But then if the Laptop are meant for movie, music, light gaming, do it really worth to spend extra on this ? think twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAM &lt;/span&gt;- Example : Imagine the CPU is the person working on a desk. RAM would be the Desk. More RAMs means the Desk is bigger, more paper work can be store on the desk and the person who works on it can access the Desk faster instead of looking for the information in a drawer (Harddisk). But bear in mind, a 32 bit processor is only capable of accessing around 3.5 GB rams only. A 64 bit processor does not necessary be capable of addressing more then 3.5 GB it had to be pair with an OS (Operation System) with 64 bit capability. Microsoft has included an extension in some of their OS call the PAE (Physical Address Extension) which allow 64bit processor to address more then 3.5GB in a 32bit enviroment but it is limited to 2 GB per Application only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Normal user, 2 GB ram would be sufficient enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARDDISK &lt;/span&gt;- This depends on what you want to store. But there are difference performance for harddisk drive on different specification. Older days, hard disk use have a rotation speed of 4200 rpm only while the newer one's would have 5400 rpm. And the latest one would do 7200 rpm. Faster means the system can access data faster. Bear in mind too, faster RPM drains power faster too. Normally Laptop nowadays supplied with 5400 rpm drives. That is another reason why Laptop are no match with desktop, a Desktop drive WD Raptop is running as fast as 15000 rpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GPU &lt;/span&gt;- Graphic Processing Unit, Graphic Card. A very much debateable topic. Many likes to says the laptop does not comes with a graphic card. Well I would like to rectify that, All Laptops has a graphic card, else you would not see anything on the screen itself. It is either On-Board @ Build-in , which means it is embedded into the chipset itself or it is external.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my opinion. Those with Intel 945 chipsets comes with GMA950 which is still consider quite weak. 965 chipsets comes with GMA X3100 which is much better, and nowadays thos G33 chipsets comes handy with those HD4500 (if i remember correctly). Most additional external graphic cards are useless to me. namely the Nvidia 8400 or the ATI 6150. Those are just slightly better then the Intel ones which is not useful at all. Try running it on some heavy 3D games, you will end up having slide shows as well. If you wan better graphics looks for those mid range ones, such as the 8600 series (i dunno the newer series, but dont get those lowest range one, not worth). These mid range ones has stand alone rams which makes them a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batteries &lt;/span&gt;- Laptop batteries are meant to be use. If you bought your laptop and worried charging and discharging it will shorten the lifespan of the laptop, then keep it :P . A laptop battery can last for 300 ~ 500 charges roughly. Sounds little right ? but the if you charge and discharge it like 2 or 3 days once, it would easily last for 3 years. But if you keep it for 2 months and discharge once. I bet it will dry up in less then a few charges later. 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My ex-colleague introduce me the Broga Hills which were located in Semenyih. So I made a plan to go there inviting few of my ex-colleagues. They were Bih Lin, Bih Lin's Husband, Kit, Carol, Erica, Chea, Py and Benny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up as early as 3.40am and get myself prepared for the hiking session. Went to fetch benny which is just nearby my neighbourhood at 4am. We reach the meetup point (McD Sungai Besi toll) at 4.40am. After they had a quick breakfast there, I brought them to my dear's house and where Bih Lin's husband parked their car there and we only go with 3 cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us around 40 minutes to reach our destination , Broga at about 5.45am. We were lost at first because we can't find the starting point as it was too dark. Anyway we manage to find it from another gangs of hikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we parked our car, we started to prepare before our hiking starts. Our loyal headlight which served us well during the last Mt kinabalu hike was ready as always. The road was dark as it is during dawn. This is the first time we came to Broga hills so neither of us know the path to the peak. We followed another gang of hikers whom we think might know the way as they sounds very confident. But then the were actually newbies too. Gosh they made us lost. We end up at a much more lower peak. There was no choice but to wait there as the sun is going to rise already. Anyway, my dear knows Im not satisfy with this peak as I didnt came for this. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGt5fzdMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Q2JJIzhB0_8/s1600-h/IMG_6874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGt5fzdMI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Q2JJIzhB0_8/s400/IMG_6874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773383104165058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was upset with the Peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Instead of going all the way back which we took 1 hour to reach here. I opt for a short cut. We cut through long grasses and go straight up to the peak using our own path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGtiDHW2I/AAAAAAAAA5k/0UNJJsB83uM/s1600-h/IMG_6878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGtiDHW2I/AAAAAAAAA5k/0UNJJsB83uM/s400/IMG_6878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773376809818978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGtcSSpoI/AAAAAAAAA5c/SsvqANzcH8g/s1600-h/IMG_6893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGtcSSpoI/AAAAAAAAA5c/SsvqANzcH8g/s400/IMG_6893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773375262860930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, we made it. Some guys made a camp there and was amaze with us that we took our own path to reach the peak. LoLz .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGs2swNFI/AAAAAAAAA5U/OkLIj_CopE8/s1600-h/IMG_6895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGs2swNFI/AAAAAAAAA5U/OkLIj_CopE8/s400/IMG_6895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773365173302354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The group of 9 person with Benny abandon at the lower peak as he doesnt want to climb anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWz55v3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/yOkEuEr2MGU/s1600-h/IMG_6896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWz55v3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/yOkEuEr2MGU/s400/IMG_6896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772986466025330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGW2kZEhI/AAAAAAAAA5E/0irNeHhmQrg/s1600-h/IMG_6904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGW2kZEhI/AAAAAAAAA5E/0irNeHhmQrg/s400/IMG_6904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772987181109778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWly4ZAI/AAAAAAAAA48/h2euv-0w-qw/s1600-h/IMG_6906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWly4ZAI/AAAAAAAAA48/h2euv-0w-qw/s400/IMG_6906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772982678479874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear and aunty Bih Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWmOmhfI/AAAAAAAAA40/1eyaOneYFyg/s1600-h/IMG_6909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWmOmhfI/AAAAAAAAA40/1eyaOneYFyg/s400/IMG_6909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772982794749426" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWWWZAKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/0l3gViOYsz8/s1600-h/IMG_6912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyGWWWZAKI/AAAAAAAAA4s/0l3gViOYsz8/s400/IMG_6912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772978532450466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pei Yoong n Chea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF_hIR-dI/AAAAAAAAA4k/mwurGAMd4y0/s1600-h/IMG_6918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF_hIR-dI/AAAAAAAAA4k/mwurGAMd4y0/s400/IMG_6918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772586289068498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final Peak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF_rFlFWI/AAAAAAAAA4c/BPo3S7Pcbnw/s1600-h/IMG_6952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF_rFlFWI/AAAAAAAAA4c/BPo3S7Pcbnw/s400/IMG_6952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772588962092386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF_L0akuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/n1IUttC5Ic0/s1600-h/IMG_6965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF_L0akuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/n1IUttC5Ic0/s400/IMG_6965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772580568601314" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF-xGg2PI/AAAAAAAAA4M/QGX9ZswUIUg/s1600-h/IMG_6988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF-xGg2PI/AAAAAAAAA4M/QGX9ZswUIUg/s400/IMG_6988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772573396752626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heading down using the actual path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF-vL96TI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BZ21aY2tL0M/s1600-h/IMG_6990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/ScyF-vL96TI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BZ21aY2tL0M/s400/IMG_6990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317772572882757938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We reach the bottom at about 9am and went to look for food. Its a good experince and everyone seems to be happy with this hiking trip. I'll be orgarnizing more of these trips because its kind of fun. We've decided to go for another hiking trip this coming 12th April 2009. Chiling Falls. Stay tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Rules has been tighten with in the climbing procedure it due to the mishap that happen during 2001, where by if we can't reach the peak by a certain time we are not allow to continue our journey and have to return as a safety precautions. In order for us to make sure that we are able to make it on time, so we wake up early!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night was quite a worrying night for me as my dear was not feeling well. She can be very weak when she isnt feeling well. But i know she want to reach the top with me .. Badly. She was not really feeling well when she wake up as she didn't sleep well last night as well. Luckily after she had a hot drink, she felt recharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-oCXtMqI/AAAAAAAAA38/Y2YjDAGoCQk/s1600-h/IMG_6450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-oCXtMqI/AAAAAAAAA38/Y2YjDAGoCQk/s400/IMG_6450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764486313882274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dear with her thumbs up! Telling me, we gonna make it to the peak! TOGETHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The journey was a long and slow one. The peak is 2.7km from Laban Rata but most of the track were very steep. We started our journey at 2.45am. Today, my dear has better stamina then me, due to the air is getting thinner and thinner at these heights. I was dragging my dear because the air was to thin for me. Anyhow after 4 hours, we finally reach the peak by 6.30am. slightly miss the sunrise. Suppose to be at 6.15am .. around that. Anyhow we manage to capture it but not that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-ngUFAgI/AAAAAAAAA30/h02Yw7KbkVU/s1600-h/IMG_6458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-ngUFAgI/AAAAAAAAA30/h02Yw7KbkVU/s400/IMG_6458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764477171859970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the South Peak which we can see it on our Malaysian 1 Ringgit note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SqeKDdI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ZxzYR3mJKBM/s1600-h/IMG_6468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SqeKDdI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ZxzYR3mJKBM/s400/IMG_6468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764119121235410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dear and me with the sunrise behind us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SbdSchI/AAAAAAAAA3k/wOPp45c0Ok8/s1600-h/IMG_6484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SbdSchI/AAAAAAAAA3k/wOPp45c0Ok8/s400/IMG_6484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764115091059218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All 4 of us are able to make it to the peak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SSIfBCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/EkGJ4VaudZk/s1600-h/IMG_6498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SSIfBCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/EkGJ4VaudZk/s400/IMG_6498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764112587883554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wind says, Everyone wants to capture a picture of the signboard but we dont even know what is it about :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SLWWRpI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_hgR9yNM-U8/s1600-h/IMG_6509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-SLWWRpI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_hgR9yNM-U8/s400/IMG_6509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764110766982802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear and me posting on the signboard. 4095.2 M above sea level !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-R_6XOpI/AAAAAAAAA3M/5s5A0gPBmEM/s1600-h/IMG_6519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx-R_6XOpI/AAAAAAAAA3M/5s5A0gPBmEM/s400/IMG_6519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317764107696814738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9iz2Gy-I/AAAAAAAAA3E/P_xWHj3--bg/s1600-h/IMG_6526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9iz2Gy-I/AAAAAAAAA3E/P_xWHj3--bg/s400/IMG_6526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317763297003883490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St John's Peak behind my dear and me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9iYCvbkI/AAAAAAAAA28/gD_TgqpZeMU/s1600-h/IMG_6547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9iYCvbkI/AAAAAAAAA28/gD_TgqpZeMU/s400/IMG_6547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317763289540685378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear feeling tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9iIGeKWI/AAAAAAAAA20/3rmp-CtAxuk/s1600-h/IMG_6552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9iIGeKWI/AAAAAAAAA20/3rmp-CtAxuk/s400/IMG_6552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317763285261363554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is still a long way to the bottom ... 8.7 km away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9h_SH6RI/AAAAAAAAA2s/n9uGViZh8co/s1600-h/IMG_6561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9h_SH6RI/AAAAAAAAA2s/n9uGViZh8co/s400/IMG_6561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317763282894317842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet moments :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9hFLwR2I/AAAAAAAAA2k/2HjXEzMK7Ec/s1600-h/IMG_6574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9hFLwR2I/AAAAAAAAA2k/2HjXEzMK7Ec/s400/IMG_6574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317763267298346850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The donkey's ears peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9CX3sOEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lZPneVjvH7E/s1600-h/IMG_6575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9CX3sOEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/lZPneVjvH7E/s400/IMG_6575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317762739738523714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The way down ... the rope as a guide ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9B1zLOvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/DkZNkELbOTk/s1600-h/IMG_6588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9B1zLOvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/DkZNkELbOTk/s400/IMG_6588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317762730592778994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling tired but still showing me the Victory sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9BtYaChI/AAAAAAAAA2M/17y01_CsJB0/s1600-h/IMG_6590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9BtYaChI/AAAAAAAAA2M/17y01_CsJB0/s400/IMG_6590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317762728333019666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice view from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9BeQfO1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/VKtIL0dmMi0/s1600-h/IMG_6596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9BeQfO1I/AAAAAAAAA2E/VKtIL0dmMi0/s400/IMG_6596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317762724273273682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some danger spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9AooLDjI/AAAAAAAAA18/iiOpQmk5fu8/s1600-h/IMG_6609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Scx9AooLDjI/AAAAAAAAA18/iiOpQmk5fu8/s400/IMG_6609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317762709877100082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So long Mt Kinabalu! 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We started our climb on 14 feb 2009 at 8.30 am. Let the porter carry yours stuff, don't save the money, trust me! especially those who is not very fit. Don't carry your windbreaker yourself too, as you wont need it because as you climb you will feel that you are sweating and you body will create heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9oP0Q8fI/AAAAAAAAA1M/oc58tvusyro/s1600-h/IMG_6143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9oP0Q8fI/AAAAAAAAA1M/oc58tvusyro/s400/IMG_6143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133890877485554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first day trail is not that hard, you will just walk to path like the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9oNu3vcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/OyN7j9iMnWs/s1600-h/IMG_6150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9oNu3vcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/OyN7j9iMnWs/s400/IMG_6150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133890317991362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are sign to identify every 0.5 km you have pass through and the height of that area above sea level as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9oNt0K6I/AAAAAAAAA08/2mhxcrj9Tdk/s1600-h/IMG_6154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9oNt0K6I/AAAAAAAAA08/2mhxcrj9Tdk/s400/IMG_6154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133890313563042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite picture that i took with my brother's Canon EOS 450D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9K3q80XI/AAAAAAAAA00/dRPEY513SYU/s1600-h/IMG_6170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9K3q80XI/AAAAAAAAA00/dRPEY513SYU/s400/IMG_6170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133386179760498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made it to the first stop, Pondok Kandis at 8.51 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9Ktc7msI/AAAAAAAAA0s/7qcnJaDG1p4/s1600-h/IMG_6213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9Ktc7msI/AAAAAAAAA0s/7qcnJaDG1p4/s400/IMG_6213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133383436606146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yee Wan still looks strong after 2.5km walk. We were there at 10.06am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9KdwX1AI/AAAAAAAAA0k/RDDWpHJbkNw/s1600-h/IMG_6231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9KdwX1AI/AAAAAAAAA0k/RDDWpHJbkNw/s400/IMG_6231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133379223180290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took us another hour to reach 3.5km at 11am, which is consider quite slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9JyAj8gI/AAAAAAAAA0c/QXI0hSExyig/s1600-h/IMG_6246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9JyAj8gI/AAAAAAAAA0c/QXI0hSExyig/s400/IMG_6246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133367479923202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The path is getting harder as you see most of the route has become rocky. We made it to 4km (Layang Layang) at 11.30am and had our lunch break there. The packed lunch provided by Balsam Restoran were cold and tasted so so only. We had to make it quick as we have to move on. There is still 2km from Laban Rata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9J-l1BBI/AAAAAAAAA0U/g8wS-PYMhR8/s1600-h/IMG_6259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh9J-l1BBI/AAAAAAAAA0U/g8wS-PYMhR8/s400/IMG_6259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312133370857456658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This signboard was newly build as I didnt see it last year. Its put there in case some climbers don't know the route and went to the wrong end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8v5hzLrI/AAAAAAAAA0M/gf8TA9AmaHQ/s1600-h/IMG_6299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8v5hzLrI/AAAAAAAAA0M/gf8TA9AmaHQ/s400/IMG_6299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132922821783218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we climb higher, trees are getting shorter and mist are crowding the areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8vwmgnpI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fdmnqUpAW8U/s1600-h/IMG_6309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8vwmgnpI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fdmnqUpAW8U/s400/IMG_6309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132920425619090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first area that we have to use the rope to assist us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8v48ncCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_uYMRjtIDhg/s1600-h/IMG_6312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8v48ncCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/_uYMRjtIDhg/s400/IMG_6312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132922665824290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8vpONgBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JiwL9pjfEEk/s1600-h/IMG_6327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8vpONgBI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JiwL9pjfEEk/s400/IMG_6327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132918444654610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can actually fill up your bottle with mountain water every stop, if you dare to drink. But so far I never had problem drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8vkoKqiI/AAAAAAAAAzs/BWk8Cr8NZi0/s1600-h/IMG_6330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh8vkoKqiI/AAAAAAAAAzs/BWk8Cr8NZi0/s400/IMG_6330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132917211343394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are also restroom for you to do your business  :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-wllVoI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xGRYVxhYotk/s1600-h/IMG_6335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-wllVoI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xGRYVxhYotk/s400/IMG_6335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132078608144002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.16pm, We made it to the 5th Km. Its 3001M above sea level, and its getting cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-lML-KI/AAAAAAAAAzc/1KpmhVQB_Jo/s1600-h/IMG_6339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-lML-KI/AAAAAAAAAzc/1KpmhVQB_Jo/s400/IMG_6339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132075548833954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trees are very short here as the height of the area was not suitable for growing huge trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-ruk6QI/AAAAAAAAAzU/4UN-o-cegWg/s1600-h/IMG_6355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-ruk6QI/AAAAAAAAAzU/4UN-o-cegWg/s400/IMG_6355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132077303687426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-axhCXI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VO84OAKYXtY/s1600-h/IMG_6379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-axhCXI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VO84OAKYXtY/s400/IMG_6379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132072752613746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The route is now purely rock as we almost reach Laban Rata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-R7xvgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/1FiueyjlVAU/s1600-h/IMG_6390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7-R7xvgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/1FiueyjlVAU/s400/IMG_6390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312132070379732482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.57pm, Yee Wan is getting tired and our movement is slowing down, but we are almost there, another 0.5km only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7cBEZPuI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_CO0EOzOF94/s1600-h/IMG_6406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7cBEZPuI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_CO0EOzOF94/s400/IMG_6406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312131481736920802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yee Wan is slowing down very much as she is not feeling very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7b3jgoZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/pmtUR8mG3TI/s1600-h/IMG_6412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7b3jgoZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/pmtUR8mG3TI/s400/IMG_6412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312131479183073682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.30pm, We finally made it to Laban Rata. 3290m above sea level. Its the place we going to stay for the night. We have to rest well to prepare for our climb tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7bigas0I/AAAAAAAAAys/pOP2WLHhVJE/s1600-h/IMG_6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7bigas0I/AAAAAAAAAys/pOP2WLHhVJE/s400/IMG_6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312131473532957506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from Laban Rata Resthouse. A bunch of local workers are having their games out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7bp9fokI/AAAAAAAAAyk/-OdDYve2lSc/s1600-h/IMG_6439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7bp9fokI/AAAAAAAAAyk/-OdDYve2lSc/s400/IMG_6439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312131475533963842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful Sunset view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7bezlcgI/AAAAAAAAAyc/p_8WQxK-g3Q/s1600-h/IMG_6448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbh7bezlcgI/AAAAAAAAAyc/p_8WQxK-g3Q/s400/IMG_6448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312131472539611650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Low's Peak is 4095.2 meters above sea level&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Conquering Mont Kinabalu is not as easy as it thought. You need to be well prepared both mentally and physically. Beside that, you also must prepare some of the major equipments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Windbreaker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Raincoat (Disposable one will be better, easier to carry around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gloves (Water resist will be a good choice)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Socks (Bring extra pairs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boots (the cheap and practical Kampung Adidas would be good enough)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headlights (Avoid China made one :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instant Energy ( Glucose, Chocolate Bar , etc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robber Mask :P (In case it get too cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SbhytUq-BpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Fk2b6NEetJU/s1600-h/IMG_6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SbhytUq-BpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Fk2b6NEetJU/s400/IMG_6083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312121883452114578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got this sets of Robber mask from my hometown (Sandakan) for RM3 each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SbhytHcERfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/GMAi_oPlLcc/s1600-h/IMG_6082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SbhytHcERfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/GMAi_oPlLcc/s400/IMG_6082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312121879899948530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kampung Adidas! Its a bit harsh on your feet, but u will be surprise how nice it grips on slippery rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbhys_k8C6I/AAAAAAAAAxc/oDRwRf1PuPY/s1600-h/IMG_6051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbhys_k8C6I/AAAAAAAAAxc/oDRwRf1PuPY/s400/IMG_6051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312121877789674402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be prepare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbhys2yzewI/AAAAAAAAAxU/3nFKu2VhKAs/s1600-h/IMG_6031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/Sbhys2yzewI/AAAAAAAAAxU/3nFKu2VhKAs/s400/IMG_6031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312121875431914242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Map for the route to the Low's Peak. There is 2 choices either it will be from the Timpohon Gate or Mesilau Gate. Both trail will meet up at Layang-Layang. Timpohon to Laban Rata will be 6km while Mesilau to Laban Rata will be 7.5km. From Laban Rata to Low's Peak will be 2.7km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Due to the popularity of Mt Kinabalu, we have to book our trip early as the resort will be fully occupy just minutes after the booking being release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned for 16 person but only 14 of us turn up at the trip. We took flight as early as 6.50am on 24/april/2008 departing from KL to KK. The flight arrive at KK at 9.20am then we rented 3 Proton Wira for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our Brunch at Damai, we headed to warisan square some last minute shopping. Soon after we finish up our shopping, we head directly towards our first destination, BCCM camp which is situated near Mt. Kinabalu Park. After check-in and change we went to Hot Spring Poring to enjoy the waterfall and canopy walk there. Soon after we were done there, we headed back to our hostel where my Mum has already prepare the dinner for all of us.  It was a tiring day as we went to airport early in the morning and has to travel here and there, so end up after taking dinner, we all slept early as a preparation for tomorrow's journey to the top of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/Apr/2008, Today we will start the climb. All of us wake up as early as 0530 hours to make some last minute preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194491875745593570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaK1uJ3-OI/AAAAAAAAAa0/4HGeFSrckyo/s400/DSC06941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We were looking at the Mt.Kinabalu and some of them says "HuH? So Short only ah.. " :P &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaNiuJ3-SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Wj-xRNVy-N8/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194494847862962466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaNiuJ3-SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Wj-xRNVy-N8/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Myself standing on a platform at BCCM camp with Mt. Kinabalu behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaNi-J3-TI/AAAAAAAAAbc/X4CnJxkjgng/s1600-h/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194494852157929778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaNi-J3-TI/AAAAAAAAAbc/X4CnJxkjgng/s400/DSC_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All pack up and ready to go. We took a group photo befor we leave our hostel.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194496080518576450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaOqeJ3-UI/AAAAAAAAAbk/gnqcniysyJ4/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the view of the mountain from the Mt Kinabalu Park. Its much nearer compare to BCCM camp. Soon after we settle all the registeration and check-in for the night, we started our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194497669656475986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaQG-J3-VI/AAAAAAAAAbs/x_-RGiCRF0s/s400/DSC_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt; At the begining of the journey, everyone seems energetic and has a very strong will to reach the peak. The first part of the hiking was as long as 6km using Timpohon route. We started at 0910 Hours. Lum was the fastest to reach Laban Rata, he reach there at 1215 hours followed by Yew at 1245 hours. Followed by Graven, Siew Ming , Me, Eng Keat and Loon at 1335 hours. Others reach at 1445 hours and latest by 1645 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194498215117322594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaQmuJ3-WI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mNKAXNYJvT8/s400/DSC_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Its raining when we reach Laban Rata (at 3233M above sea level). Notice from the picture there is water flowing down from the top of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194498494290196850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaQ2-J3-XI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ifLvxYqFusY/s400/DSC_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We rested for the night and prepare our 2nd stage journey at 0230 hours the next day. The temperature at 3233M ASL is only 7 degree. We were all fully armed with hand gloves, masks, jackets and pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the funny senario's made by my funny friends. Terrorist act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194493980279568642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaMwOJ3-QI/AAAAAAAAAbE/r1R8dxaJm-c/s400/DSC07002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaK2eJ3-PI/AAAAAAAAAa8/f2aAq80kckM/s1600-h/DSC06998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194491888630495474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaK2eJ3-PI/AAAAAAAAAa8/f2aAq80kckM/s400/DSC06998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We manage to pass the 2nd check point at 4062M ASL and headed towards the peak. But the weather turn worse, Heavy rain and strong wind causes the temperature to drop below freezing point. our pants, clothes and gloves were very wet due to the rain and mist leaving us freezing cold. Though the weather was that bad, I insist of heading towards the peak. Till apoint where i felt that my life could be in danger in i continue this journey as my body temperature was droping drastically already. The Mountain guide suggested us to return as it would be dangerous. Finally we gave up at around 4080M ASL (I think), and we started our return trip to Laban Rata. We were so close to the top yet so far. The peak is 4095M ASL but due to the bad weather is very hard for us to reach. Any how, its a very nice experince as we know how difficult it would be in such a situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't able to capture any picture there as it was raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the beautiful scenery ....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194498825002678658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaRKOJ3-YI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GmHaVoe7gEQ/s400/DSC_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194499318923917714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaRm-J3-ZI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-SXUokQoP0Q/s400/DSC_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194499958874044834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaSMOJ3-aI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wgiDOJimqJM/s400/DSC_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194500611709073842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaSyOJ3-bI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SwdMhOLcAe0/s400/DSC_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194494195027933458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/SBaM8uJ3-RI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ax66ZJjPPjw/s400/DSC07061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Although we didn't manage to reach the peak, but we had a great time. We will come back for revenge in the future! Next time we will be even better equip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I was suppose to stay for 5 weeks but due to project urgency, my return to Malaysia was extended till 6 weeks of stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, I started to feel "不捨得" . ...&lt;br /&gt;12/3/08 , I had my first farewell dinner with Data warehouse team + DD team, had our dinner at D'Jakarta. The dinner was a double farewell for Ernest (DD) as well. He is leaving on that week, so Im not the main person that day.&lt;br /&gt;16/3/08 , I told them I would like to try Sushi Tei before I leave Jakarta. Siew Ming and Sook Wai insisted that they want to treat me Sushi Tei, end up another farewell lunch for me.&lt;br /&gt;20/3/08 , Its a holiday today, Its gonna be another farewell dinner for me at Tony Romas. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yestarday, many frens start to question me about my feeling as I'm leaving Jakarta. Honestly, i very 不捨得 someone :) . But there is also another feeling building up within me, thats the feeling of boredness.. The Boredness of never-ending farewell. First farewell was on 12/3/08, today is already 27/3/08 yet I'm still here in Jakarta!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this final hours, I spend most of the time wishing everyone luck and thank them for everything. I really worried i would have wept infront of them. If i did that Sook Wai would be the first person to laugh loudly! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last photo i took with BDS team. And of coz ah lek was there too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R-0k54smk2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/QlCuklVIU8U/s1600-h/DSC06799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182839323063915362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R-0k54smk2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/QlCuklVIU8U/s400/DSC06799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch today was lonely, last few days i had my lunch with them happily but today i was alone taking my lunch in Hoka2 Bento. As Usual After check in, I had a drink in Starbucks cafe. Today was a bit different for me as it was the last time i would be sitting here in Jakarta airport starbucks. Today I order a drink that i normally do not order, not because it was my last day but because they ran out of Green tea!!! Got myself a Choc chip ice blended instead. :) Taste good too, but a bit too sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R-0kposmk1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/hKVd4wOpteY/s1600-h/DSC06798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182839043891041106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R-0kposmk1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/hKVd4wOpteY/s400/DSC06798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been coming in and out of Jakarta for 13 times, and this is the view from starbuck cafe. One of the image that i hope to capture before i leave Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R-0kiIsmk0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/FdJUAEygaAw/s1600-h/DSC06797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182838915042022210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R-0kiIsmk0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/FdJUAEygaAw/s400/DSC06797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i actually step into Jakarta project 9 months ago, I told my team member, normally when our team's people step into Jakarta, we can only get out of Jakarta when we resign. I guess that really happens to me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I wish all my frens there.. Good Luck in everything, Stay Safe in Jakarta! Thanks for everything! 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We were actually planning a birthday surprise for my senior Weng Keong on 22.03.08. My teammate (Chien) suggested me to make it a huge @ Serious one since I'm already leaving the company as a memorable one for all of them. The whole scene were join up by minor minor puzzle that we figure out and put in together as a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st night (Weng Keong Birthday , 22.03.08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue : T2-15H&lt;br /&gt;Time : 0000 hours (22/03/08)&lt;br /&gt;Main Actor : Sook Wai&lt;br /&gt;Background sound : Jane , Jhen Chien&lt;br /&gt;Key Item : House Key, Candle&lt;br /&gt;Main Trigger : Main Power switch&lt;br /&gt;Victim : Weng Keong, Jaa Yeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Preparation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tricking Jaa Yeon to pass over her house key by saying that we will give Weng Keong a birthday celebration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sms JY to tell her that the Celebration were cancel because Sook Wai was not around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the Same time SW sms JY to says sorry that she is not around and the Celebration has to be pospone to tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Event Preparation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Candle placed across the masterroom walkway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SW's messy hair were partly shown by the sidewalls, and ready to vanish seconds after WK notice her head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jane and JC went to the room next to the masterroom to make weird noise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV will be switch on and off by me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Event :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Main power switch is turn off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jane and JC starts to make scratching sounds and knocking sounds on the room beside.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weng Keong thought it was a short circuit and wanted to switch back on the main power.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once he open the door, he notice an object (SW's head) moving slowly backwards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was not dare to come out at first. After deciding a few moment he came out and search for the object with his torchlight. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failed to located the object he become more ancious and he wanted to flee back to his room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The Failure :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The moment he wanted to flee to his room. The TV volume start to get louder. Due to the TV volume, he had a glance towards the TV, and saw my feet!!! Gosh .. what a failure.. haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The Ending :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Wei jump and shout towards him, then we started to sing birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was 80% successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd night (Lek's Birthday, 23.03.08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the thrilling fun last night, Saw Yih (Lek's roomate) requested me to make another plan for the night. They wanted something frightening as similar with it, but then i decided to be a bit more creative and use new ideas. Instead of another boring Ghost story event, I plan it up as a Murder case (sounds more realistic). I've made some improvement towards the day 1 event to prevent failure on this mission. There will be less acting in this senario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue : T2-34F&lt;br /&gt;Time : 0000 hours (23/03/08)&lt;br /&gt;Main Actor : Saw Yih, Yee Wan&lt;br /&gt;Background sound : Kenny, Yee Wan&lt;br /&gt;Key Item : Butcher Knife, Bloodstain&lt;br /&gt;Main Trigger : Yee Wan's shouting , Main Power Switch&lt;br /&gt;Victim : Lek, Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Early Preparation : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fake blood is being mix with colouring and some sause to make it look dark red.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal will watch movie in the room with ah Lek without knowing what had we prepare for him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal will be the Key person to keep him in the room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Event Preparation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fake blood are spilt on the walkway from the room towards the dinning room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traces of body being drag from the room towards the dinning table.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butcher Knife is being place on the walkway to make it more realistic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Event :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Main Switch is turn off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YW bang her room door from inside and started to shout!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sound of banging the door were being made from inside by me and YW to make it sounds like someone is attacking her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moment of silence after the attack, Ah Lek open up his room door to check out the situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He become frighten and lock his room door immediately in less then 3 seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I came out of YW's room and started to make noise on his door knob. Sounds of trying to crank open his door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After repeatedly cranking on his door, everyone made their preparation with the birthday cake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After waited for a while that he didnt show up. We started to sing birthday songs to end the senario.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The Ending :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone had a good laugh on him as we scare the shit out of him! YEAH!&lt;/p&gt;Conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plan 100% successfull! He had an Unforgetable birthday surprise from us..... and dont expect him to come and save you if something happens :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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We all are entitle to come back to Malaysia every once a month for few days. To most of them, these few days are for them to rest and get along with their families or bf/gf. But to me, back to Malaysia is like a Holiday trip and its more tiring compare to when Im in Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was a short trip for me, I touch down at LCCT Airport at 6pm (GMT +8), the minute i step out of the airport, I straight away call up all my frens. Ah Keong came to KL this trip all the way from his hometown so we can meet along. We planned a dinner that night. Reach home at 7pm and I quickly place my lurguage to my room and start up my car and head towards Cheras to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was a nice one, I've long for a good laugh for sometimes, these funny crazy frens of mine really made me laugh for the night. Spend the dinner with them till 10pm. Then i got a call from my colleagues, they wanted to go for Karaoke session. I rejected them at first, but they told me they were heading to the Cheras Neway and since I'm there i thought alright will join them for the night. We had a karaoke session till 4am , it wasnt a really enjoyable night, I'm just not that happy and I'm really very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, after only 4 hours sleep, I woke up at 8.30am. Got myself ready and rush for a car wash since it was quite dirty d. Then headed towards Cheras for dim sum session with my frens. Went to Genting One Hub at 11am to collect Jacky's concert ticket for tomorrow. Next we went to shop for Levis, Esprit, CK, AX .... phew... I guess shopping could really make someone happier... I was so excited that i broke my promise to someone and I'm sorry. :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole evening shopping session, I went home for a rest, but I didnt have much time. After taking a shower, I head towards UE3 to fetch Edwin. We had a big plan for the night, Clubbing for the night. I seldom request frens to go clubbing, maybe because of my moody mind lately, I just thought of getting drunk all d time.. LoLz. Was planning for a 3 Litre VSOP but then the price of the Liqour was way out of our budget, so instead we took 3 bottles of 75cl VSOP. Cheaper by RM800!!! Venue was The Loft. A nice place to be. Khee Leong was kind enough to bring a lot of frens just to make my dream come true (3 litre VSOP), but then the price really out of our budget, so we end up changing our plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank a lot that night, till my headache like wanna burst. We hang out at the loft till 3am and another 1 hour at the mamak stall beside. Means I reach home at 4am ++ and slept at 5++..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally when frens go to drink, they are able to sleep till very late, I'm the odd one. Normally when i drink I wake up very early, today i wake up at 10am. Lazying at my house sofa while surfing the net. At 12pm a fren come to my house to discuss something SERIOUS but it SECRET :P.  At 3pm, I got myself ready to go to Genting for Jacky's concert. Drove to fetch wei wei, Jane and Shervene. 4 of us reach getting at about 6pm. Had our dinner and hang around abit and we enter the concert hall at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was a long one, 3 hours ++. Today was Jacky's 99th overseas concert. Luck wasn't with us that day, Jacky was sick and cannot perform at his best. But anyhow i didnt really expect a real fun concert with Jacky as most of his popular songs are those romatic songs with slow rthymn and not those hot songs. I still remember 5 years ago watching Beyond 20th anniversary concert, that was the 1st concert i watch and it was Nice cause most of beyond songs are Hot and can bring up the heat amoung all the viewers. Anyhow, It was a nice show from Jacky. We can see that he really put and effort on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show I sent Shereve, Jane, Wei Wei home. and rush myself home as I was very tiring. Not enough sleep for 2 days already. But then, Bad luck hit me again, at its hurts.. when i was on the way home, driving my beloved putra, I hit a huge hole, darn!!! .. Came down to have a look, the rim was dent. Drove home slowly and i found out it was CRACKED!! what a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately in the morning i drove the car to the workshop as i already planned for some fixes to my car. A list of things in my mind which I'm gonna do,fix the dent and cracked rims, change new clutch, skim my brakes, replace new brake shoes, new engine mountings, fix alternator bearing, clean throttle body. Plan for whole day, but then bad Luck strike again. The fella who change my alternator bearing mess up his work and we have to wait for 4 hours for the darn thing to be fix. I actually went to the workshop at 10.30am .. and I left there at 11.30pm .. 13 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tiring yet I need to go all the way to setapak to meet my fren as he help me to change some rupiah for tomorrow trip back to Jakarta. Its 2Am now and I just finish taking my bath and spend my time bloging here. I can only have anohter 4 hours rest before i need to head to the airport again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a trip, I think the total hours spend for my sleep this trip was defenately less then 14 hours....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The idea of having a Christmas dinner was brought up by Sit Hong, planned by Choon Ho with suggestion from Shiau mei. The initial plan was to have dinner at Hard Rock Cafe, but the plan was rejected because there isnt any live performance or anything happenning there. So Shiau mei suggested that we go to Fbar (fashion Bar own by Fashion TV) located at EX next to Plaza Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dinner was suppose to be at 7pm, but due to Christmas and holiday. We decided to go to Plaza Indonesia earlier to have a walk there. Its raining heavily by the time we wanted to leave Taman Anggrek. We have to que for 30 minutes just to get a Taxi. We were there at 5pm ++, everyone was kind of hungry already by that time, especially Jay and me. Maybe because we have lunch early. To ease our hungryness we drop by Old Chang Kee to buy some food.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E1BRJukJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RbiqlEBIcsQ/s1600-h/DSC05913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147954144961532050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E1BRJukJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RbiqlEBIcsQ/s320/DSC05913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are plenty of choices here. Our choices are the Curry Puff! .. 6300Rp each. Purchase 5 , Get 1 Free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E02RJukII/AAAAAAAAAWA/dJy1nO34cws/s1600-h/DSC05914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147953955982971010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E02RJukII/AAAAAAAAAWA/dJy1nO34cws/s320/DSC05914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the curry puff, Choon ho says he is thristy, so we decide to have a cup of Bubble milk Tea. Choon Ho, Boon, Jay choices were the Yam flavour, but i decide to go for the blueberry flavor. Not really nice, too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0rhJukHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/z75LU_Ve6Sk/s1600-h/DSC05920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147953771299377266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0rhJukHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/z75LU_Ve6Sk/s320/DSC05920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The night is still young, so we continue shopping around. Most of the shops here are consider high class @ EXPENSIVE!!. The only thing i notice cheap were Levi's jeans. Nike jersey were consider quite cheap also. A long sleeves Man Utd latest jersey only cost 659900 Rp @ RM238 where by in Malaysia I would have to pay RM299 for a long sleeves Man Utd Jersey. Here is the Shoes that I kind of interested in, a nike totalninety futsal shoes. Last month I just bought myself a Hush Puppies casual leather shoes so i stop myself from getting another one, as i dont have much time to wear this kind of shoes as most of the time will be in office. LoLz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0dBJukGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZzTtP7S9RCY/s1600-h/DSC05922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147953522191274082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0dBJukGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZzTtP7S9RCY/s320/DSC05922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The decoration here in plaza Indonesia is quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0CRJukEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/O0apfAAe1Bs/s1600-h/DSC05931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147953062629773378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0CRJukEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/O0apfAAe1Bs/s320/DSC05931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The place where we are going to have our dinner. F-Bar.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147953354687549522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E0TRJukFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/R3g_jXM2_KQ/s320/DSC05918.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The enviroment here is quite nice but it doesn't suits for dinner. The table were just too low. Anyhow its a bar, not a restoran :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3Ez4hJukDI/AAAAAAAAAVY/lIHG4xEBVkU/s1600-h/DSC05934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147952895126048818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3Ez4hJukDI/AAAAAAAAAVY/lIHG4xEBVkU/s320/DSC05934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since its Christmas, our schedule event includes Gift exchange. The minimum present price should not be lower then 50,000 Rp. I actually spend 2 ~ 3 hours cracking my head just to find a present that suits both Guy and Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EzwxJukCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kWWJLiGT8bY/s1600-h/DSC05941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147952761982062626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EzwxJukCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kWWJLiGT8bY/s320/DSC05941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a gift which is purchase by Jay. Its a pair of cups. Its nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EzPhJukBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MCMqg_w-fFs/s1600-h/DSC05976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147952190751412242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EzPhJukBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MCMqg_w-fFs/s320/DSC05976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought the present i bought was so unique that no one would have guess that I have purchase it from Starbucks. LoLz... but my genius idea was actually an Idiotic idea. Haha. Because Choon Ho also purchase his gift from Starbucks. Luckily we purchase different cup model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EzExJukAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TqFi7H-YBto/s1600-h/DSC05986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147952006067818498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EzExJukAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TqFi7H-YBto/s320/DSC05986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 2 idiots who purchase from Starbucks whom we thought we are smart enough that no one would have buy from the same shop. But in reality, we are the only 2 idiots who bought from the same STARBUCKS. LoLz. Unlucky him that he got my gift, seems that he went to Starbucks to purchase a Gift for himself (A different model thou).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The four Guys who got CUP as gift. Haha. Next year we must ban Cups as Gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3Ey5hJuj_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ewgi29nr_vc/s1600-h/DSC05991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147951812794290162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3Ey5hJuj_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ewgi29nr_vc/s320/DSC05991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11 of us, all Silverlakers celebrating Christmas together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147962528737693858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3E8pRJukKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/u4z6kKzxF2U/s320/DSC05993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It has been long since i have posted for a personal photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EyvBJuj-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZHlBSRhLOAA/s1600-h/DSC05996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147951632405663714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EyvBJuj-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZHlBSRhLOAA/s320/DSC05996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Jay was least expecting anything... Everyone was complaining bored.. The celebration was about to start. The event started when everyone was sitting there doing nothing and feeling bored. Suddenly the live band started to sing Happy Birthday song. Thou we sang along, Jay was not suspecting anything yet, I suspect he thought we a bit "HIGH" already. When suddenly 2 waiter bring 2 cakes for him, he was caught in surprise. Haha. Anyhow, I can see that he is quite happy and he made a wishes before blowing the candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are 2 cakes for his birthday because one is sponsor by F-Bar. This one below is purchase by Shiau Mei. He is only 22 years old. Lucky guy... Enjoy your life dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EynhJuj9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-jwWDAERSLY/s1600-h/DSC06001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147951503556644818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EynhJuj9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/-jwWDAERSLY/s320/DSC06001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tiny cake sponsor by F-Bar. Its a chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EyhRJuj8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/bWOFxp5zb-g/s1600-h/DSC06004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147951396182462402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EyhRJuj8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/bWOFxp5zb-g/s320/DSC06004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the Birthday boy, Jay. Wish you all the best! I guess its his first time celebrating Birthday oversea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EyZhJuj7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/qe3HZgzAaXE/s1600-h/DSC06007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147951263038476210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3EyZhJuj7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/qe3HZgzAaXE/s320/DSC06007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Lon3ly Christmas but kind of eventfull. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/414695631820074081-5445940697959569453?l=oldpointed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldpointed.blogspot.com/feeds/5445940697959569453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=414695631820074081&amp;postID=5445940697959569453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414695631820074081/posts/default/5445940697959569453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/414695631820074081/posts/default/5445940697959569453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpointed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hachi-hachi-cup.html' title='Hachi Hachi Cup!'/><author><name>K3nnYkl82</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R3DEpRJuj6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rL4OvaBXys4/s72-c/DSC05910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-414695631820074081.post-7208809600064608657</id><published>2007-12-24T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:13:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07' Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Its a dull monday morning, everyone was not in a mood to work as tomorrow is another holiday, Christmas!!! Our Bank user are already having their holiday as they call it "Cuti Bersama", where by all the user take leave together, but our PM force us to work or we would need to take leave if we do not want to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone doesn't seems like working in the office, because there isn't any user to attend nor any user to test the system. Everyone is just waiting for the moment to go back home. Sharp at 5.30PM all of us left the office. The Van was so crowded that i have to squeeze in with 3 other colleagues on a bench that can only fit 3 person. Well, at least they don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute we step into Taman Anggrek, 6 of us were discussing where to have our dinner. Since its a Christmas eve, we suggested some better food for the night. So we choose to have our dinner at American Grill, its a Steak house with Salad buffet. I don't feel like having chicken steak so i order a set of Beef teriyaki grill. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2_UdhJuj4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/q29Yv0_d1R4/s1600-h/DSC05902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147566502688231298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2_UdhJuj4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/q29Yv0_d1R4/s320/DSC05902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I started to think of boredness, my crazyness will come along immediately. I'm not someone who can eat much food. But i since i spotted Choon Ho whom can consume a huge amount of food. So I become a bit mad and challenge him. Haha. The challenge was I myself to eat 7 cups of Ice cream. Gosh, to be honest... it is terrible. On my 3rd cup of Ice cream, my brain keep telling myself, common you can do it dude... Go on!! .. but my hand and stomach seems rejecting the food already. Anyhow i manage to finish 5 cups then i gave up. Haha. It wasn't fun at all. Once back home, i was lying on the sofa for 30 minutes before I can make a move. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm really getting old already, must stop insanity as soon as possible. Everything i do must be to the limit. LoLz. My body is already 25 years old, I don't think it can handle much torture anymore :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its already 12AM in Malaysia... Merry Christmas to all my Friends.. and YOU too :). My christmas this year is only for bloging and listening to music in my appartment. Hopefully I don't need to have another Lonely Christmas in the years to come ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I will be at the Coffeebean in Taman Anggrek with my colleague having our breakfast and chit chatting around. We use to do our timesheet here also, but since our office have internet already, we normally do it in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R23XiRJuj2I/AAAAAAAAATw/TNvifX2cLeo/s1600-h/DSC05898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147006932874071906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R23XiRJuj2I/AAAAAAAAATw/TNvifX2cLeo/s320/DSC05898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We will be here as early as 9am in the morning till Noon. Today I'm having Egg bens as my breakfast serve together with hot coffee as a set. It cost me 36,000 Rupiah which is equivalent to RM13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R23W9hJuj1I/AAAAAAAAATo/3BW3XAcwBVs/s1600-h/DSC05899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147006301513879378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R23W9hJuj1I/AAAAAAAAATo/3BW3XAcwBVs/s320/DSC05899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I remember the first time I started to have coffee at Coffeebean which is years back. My first cup of Coffeebean beverage is Ice Blended Ultimate, at Coffeebean SS14 with my parents and my cousin (Kate). That time, the beverage is consider quite precious to me as it cost around RM10 for each cup of Ice blended drinks. As my family was quite moderate not rich, so i seldom taste such expensive drinks actually, but yet once in a while i will be buying myself an Ice blended drink from Coffeebean just because I kind of like it especially the Black Forest Ice Blended which serve with Cherry inside the drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life started to change a bit, when i started my Parttime job as an Event Supervisor during my days in college life. I earn RM90 ~ RM120 a day working as a parttimer. I must agree with the quote "Easy Money, Easy Go" (actually is a chinese quote but i directly translated it to English). It means when you earn the money easily you will spend it quite easily.  With my parttime job, I've always been drinking Coffeebean since I have quite a lot of extra money and of coz that i'm kind of edicted to it. LoLz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was about the food and drinks. Now its time to write something about our gadgets that we bring to Coffeebean. I'm the first one who owns a Sony Vaio laptop among my colleagues. Due to my influence, there are now 7 vaio's among my colleagues including me. I'm just here in Jakarta for 6 months and the number of colleague being influence by my so call "SONY-Fanboy" has been increasing rapidly. They like to call me "SONY-Fanboy" because i have lots of Sony Stuff. Actually, they didnt know that my Friend (secret agent) always help me to get cheap stuff inside Sony. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147007207751978866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R23XyRJuj3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/r-kzPsaMowA/s320/DSC05897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2 Vaio's in the Coffeebean Cafe. Normally there will be a lot more but since its year end and Christmas is near, most of my colleagues are back to Malaysia to clear their leaves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After this Coffeebean session, I guess is another rest day for me. Will be spending my day alone in my house, just to relax my mind and try to isolate myself from the world for another day :). Life is tough, I need a break!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I don't know what we call it in English. I remember asking Dad what does the celebration means, if i remember correctly, he told me was to celebrate the end of winter. In other words, we are entering a new year. &lt;div&gt;"汤圆" is the most important food for this celebration. "汤圆" is actually made of flour, I dont really know how to differenciate which kind of flour do we need to use, but then I'm not the person who is incharge of purchasing all those goods for the celebration, so i didnt bother much about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, some of my colleagues will be gathering at my house at 7pm Jakarta time for the dinner. Choon Ho, Jay and me will be incharge of making the "汤圆". Some other colleagues will be cooking fried Bihun , Curry Chicken, and Mix vegetables for tonight's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choon Ho started preparing the flour for making the "汤圆". Meanwhile Jay is preparing the ingrediate for the "汤圆" and I'm preparing the ingrediate for the soup. To make the "汤圆" looks better, we also added some colouring to it. Green and Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R21H5hJujvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2xbQqF6gR1k/s1600-h/DSC05887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146849002631630578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R21H5hJujvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2xbQqF6gR1k/s320/DSC05887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the flour mixed with water and some colouring, looks nice rite? to be honest, this is the first time I'm cooking something other than instant mee. LoLz.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146849187315224322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R21IERJujwI/AAAAAAAAATA/pq0CcVVPWRc/s320/DSC05888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The 3 new Chef preparing the "汤圆". As you can see, Green was prepared by Jay, White by Choon Ho, and Pink by me! Well, its not done yet, just half way of the process only.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146849440718294802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R21ITBJujxI/AAAAAAAAATI/RI-KNmPIMV4/s320/DSC05889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, now its almost complete, you can see those "汤圆" being made into tiny balls so that it could be cook together with the soup. Colourful right? but this is also the first time I ever seen green colour "汤圆". Thought wanna mix red + green together but then we are short of time to do that, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146849861625089826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R21IrhJujyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DV5s3kSbrjs/s320/DSC05890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The "汤圆" are ready to be cook. The picture only show part of it, actually we still have plenty of it. Its a bit too much actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146850050603650866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R21I2hJujzI/AAAAAAAAATY/OgYfO_mQtrk/s320/DSC05891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here you go, a pot full of "汤圆". We plan for 11 person but seems too much. Everyone have to eat 2 bowls in order to finish this pot of "汤圆". We are actually quite proud of the "汤圆" as 3 of us were cooking it for the first time yet it taste quite nice. LoLz. (Praising ourselves.. haha). Well, at least we celebrated the event meaningfully~! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed the night... Thanks friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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But something in my mind just kept me awake... So i'm here in front of my laptop writing this little thing about "my need for speed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started driving at the age of 14, illegaly of coz, but legal in my family. My first car looks like the junk below. Its a 4th Generation Mazda 323 hatchback version. It has a 1.3L (1272cc) engine, but only 4 Gears, a rear wheel driven car with a front mounted engine. A quick search from the internet tells me that this little junk only produce 60bhp. Thou having such small amount of bhp, I still remember i was able to hit the max speed on the speedo meter on this junk.. That is way up to 160km/h... Naughty me. That was when i'm 17 years old. I drove faster then my cousin's Proton Wira 1.5 ..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2V7fRJujoI/AAAAAAAAASA/eXaeP7cdzQo/s1600-h/MHV_Mazda_323_1st_Gen_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144653926451023490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2V7fRJujoI/AAAAAAAAASA/eXaeP7cdzQo/s320/MHV_Mazda_323_1st_Gen_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I'm from Sabah, most of us (Sabahan) doesnt have a bike license. Due to my family aint rich, Dad and mum doesnt have a choice, the got me a tiny bike for me to ride to college when im studing in KL. But as I need to fulfill my need of speed, i secretly change my tiny bike to a mid size one. Its call the Yamaha TZM 150. It has only 147cc but a 2 stroke engine able to produce around 30bhp for such a tiny engine. Engine can reverb all the way up to 11,000 rpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember speeding this thing up to 200km/h. I was lucky enough to be alive today. Thank God. :). I said i was lucky enough because when i bring this thing all the way up to 200km/h, i blown my engine, Lucky me i was engaging the clutch that time as i tried to push more power to it. Engaging the clutch saves my life as the engine disengage from the gear totally thus didnt bring the bike to a complete stop when i was on 200km/h... :) Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely bike was sold off on Jan 2006, because i need down payment for my prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2V7VBJujnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/clmxnLxB4_Y/s1600-h/bikepics-64432-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144653750357364338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2V7VBJujnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/clmxnLxB4_Y/s320/bikepics-64432-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My prince come along my life on Jan 2006. My dream car since i was 17. my affordable dream car of coz. It has a 1.8L DOHC engine (1834cc), able to produce 138bhp and a whooping 16.4kg/m Torque. :). To be honest i used to speed with it. The max speed i tried before was 205km/h around that figure, but then i doesnt have to guts to pedal more thus i slow down. It is really a beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2V6iBJujmI/AAAAAAAAARw/ZvMlePvb9cw/s1600-h/MyPutra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144652874184035938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R2V6iBJujmI/AAAAAAAAARw/ZvMlePvb9cw/s320/MyPutra.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and Mum always complaints that i drive dangerously fast, i've been ignoring it for the past 10 years .. Brother also always worry that when i drive fast, yet he know i love to drive fast. LoLz. But lately i force myself to promise myself to drive safely from now onwards (Dont ask me why :) ) . I just feel that, may be its time for me to slow down. Life isnt only about speed. If you are able to get from Point A to Point B faster then others doesnt mean that you are great, but able to bring someone from Point A to Point B safely that is. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is short, precious Life, yet dont regret what you ever did in your life ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Its a trip organise by our company to let us get together with our user. 2 Big bird (Bus) were rented to fetch us from Taman Anggrek to Puncak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way of the Jurney, our bus stop by the roadside and 3 Devils (Khee Leong, Graven, Keok Boon), armed with a bottle of Jack Daniel storm our bus. We were being force to drink liquor as early as 10am in the morning ... lolz..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-x7AgP-I/AAAAAAAAARI/eO5nxaY6oWc/s1600-h/DSC05490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141913164436226018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-x7AgP-I/AAAAAAAAARI/eO5nxaY6oWc/s320/DSC05490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sit Hong and Me, after being force to drink few cups of Jack Daniel. Luckily i am still standing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-qrAgP9I/AAAAAAAAARA/l6lrsLV6PSY/s1600-h/DSC05500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141913039882174418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-qrAgP9I/AAAAAAAAARA/l6lrsLV6PSY/s320/DSC05500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the view near the Villa we gonna stay. Its a common view for me as i am from Sabah, as for some of my friends, it might be something new to them as they live in the city most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-irAgP8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ViMxXdeBZCw/s1600-h/DSC05507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141912902443220930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-irAgP8I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ViMxXdeBZCw/s320/DSC05507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-aLAgP7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/QlxOEt1jLhg/s1600-h/DSC05521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141912756414332850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-aLAgP7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/QlxOEt1jLhg/s320/DSC05521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the fridge, its fully filled with Beer (Bintang, local beer). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening, we played water volleyball with all those user and later we had our dinner together. It was quite a BORING event. So we end up "SYOIK SENDIRI", we seek some activity to let our time pass easier. That night we also had a camp fire and BBQ session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, we went to hiking at the nearby waterfall. Each person was charge 5000 rupiah for the entrance fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-SrAgP6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hvZn4av17Yc/s1600-h/DSC05545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141912627565313954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-SrAgP6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hvZn4av17Yc/s320/DSC05545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the entrance for the waterfall that we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-ILAgP5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/G-icoLNAsZs/s1600-h/DSC05627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141912447176687506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1u-ILAgP5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/G-icoLNAsZs/s320/DSC05627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its the waterfall a masterpiece... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I was so hungry that i decided to look for Jacelynn for dinner as she was staying somewhere on the same route where i go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called her, she told me that Freddy gonna treat us go Clubbing and ask me to join as well. LoLz.. what a day, i have been outing since 7.30am this morning, busying "Yumcha", lunch with my colleagues. But anyhow, since its gonna be a fareware party, so i am on the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S3GrAgPqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/k96Q-TDpFR0/s1600-R/DSC05463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139934399988514466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S3GrAgPqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/P4IBP_nDkHU/s320/DSC05463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our main target Max, We gonna make him drunk!! ..... together with Jacelynn and Freddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2_LAgPpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XEcbgolxhZo/s1600-R/DSC05465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139934271139495570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2_LAgPpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/56ZgqfbXm7U/s320/DSC05465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The main suspect... as usual Me, Cing Lon , James, Zen and his frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S22rAgPoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/k4H_B9NwD2k/s1600-R/DSC05466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139934125110607490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S22rAgPoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2-TGK92pUA8/s320/DSC05466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the evidence .. or so call weapons.. 2 x Hennessy VSOP and some Cigarates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2nLAgPnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6zjm3Uj0OtU/s1600-R/DSC05467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933858822635122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2nLAgPnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/98x2qMqXNAQ/s320/DSC05467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max showing us the middle finger .. juz to let us know that, we cant beat him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2g7AgPmI/AAAAAAAAANw/e5DNSWPqZXk/s1600-R/DSC05468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933751448452706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2g7AgPmI/AAAAAAAAANw/JHBQuw2I9j0/s320/DSC05468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh .. its just me trying to get a cute picture with our pretty X-Colleague here .. Jacelynn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the party goes on ... music are kind of bored ... and Jacelynn started to show her wildness.. We bottom's up for like 5 cups of liquor in less than 10 minutes, Me, Jacelynn, Cing Lon and MAX of coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2brAgPlI/AAAAAAAAANo/Oo0R8PKaK88/s1600-R/DSC05469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933661254139474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2brAgPlI/AAAAAAAAANo/-sOI_a3-WUg/s320/DSC05469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo... notice Max is counting the stars d ... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well.... here he goes .. showing his ALL-IN-ONE stomach and both hands with Victory sign! .. we did it again .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2T7AgPkI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ah9M3xM_1dA/s1600-R/DSC05470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933528110153282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hREX3F5tUZg/R1S2T7AgPkI/AAAAAAAAANg/RblgGVLaRi8/s320/DSC05470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From today onwards... He aint call max .. we name him as MIN .. :P ... and also ... 舅父帮 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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