<?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-319568299581935207</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:17:35.928+10:30</updated><title type='text'>SiComelPintar</title><subtitle type='html'>An average Joe, but with style~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-4617477302386942784</id><published>2011-01-29T13:57:00.007+10:30</published><updated>2011-01-30T02:58:40.581+10:30</updated><title type='text'>New Idea Is Coming~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi there everybody~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although it is loooooonnnngg overdue, but i wanna wish u all a happy new year~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And may your new year resolutions will be fulfilled for this year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz my last year's resolutions were out in the bins ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TUOLNpWV80I/AAAAAAAAAGE/eDn9OhSqHL4/s320/Climbing-into-trash-can2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567446630914192194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"ugh~ too many resolutions, too few bins~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new ideas are coming~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;below are a few examples of what i am going to put in my future entries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EEnnNNnJJOOoOyYYY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TUOLpoB0KlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/f-5BroWv6uw/s320/film_matilda_marawilson.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567447111595993682" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I like reading and posing at the same time. Its my natural talent" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TUOLpbuoiFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3oLeTdUxLNg/s320/khurafat2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567447108294314066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we called a relationship-committed person. Dating in the woods, at night. Genius much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u want more, then, please stay tuned for the next post :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[dun givvup on me readers~]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "149dc022a0d0bafbbb47b98c63bd2f6c";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-4617477302386942784?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/4617477302386942784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-idea-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/4617477302386942784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/4617477302386942784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-idea-is-coming.html' title='New Idea Is Coming~'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TUOLNpWV80I/AAAAAAAAAGE/eDn9OhSqHL4/s72-c/Climbing-into-trash-can2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-8748644249729307110</id><published>2010-07-19T14:21:00.018+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:48:25.298+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Dora el Explorador</title><content type='html'>Hola everyone ~&lt;br /&gt;Cómo es usted ? [&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how r u&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Muchos gracias for stopping by today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy [&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;], I would like to talk about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dora El Explorador"... &lt;/span&gt;the all time feveret cartoon..huwa huwa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, I would like to say that Dora is the most cutest gal on earth [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;not being pedophile la..mm..no no..certainly am not&lt;/span&gt;]..haha..just kidding, or is it, lets see some photos of her :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEPc52-kS2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/fEDemgQjY5U/s1600/dora_tshirt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEPc52-kS2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/fEDemgQjY5U/s200/dora_tshirt5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495478856890731362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hola, me llamo Dora, y yo adoro playas&lt;/span&gt;" dice Dora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dop pehe? hoh, alop, namo kawe Doghaa, kawe suko lako kek pantei" kecek Dogha daleng Klate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEPhwL2Z83I/AAAAAAAAAFw/K8TD9KYgVtI/s1600/3403972621_17c68f5927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEPhwL2Z83I/AAAAAAAAAFw/K8TD9KYgVtI/s200/3403972621_17c68f5927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495484188253090674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 tahun setengah kemudian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OoooOlllLLlllaaAa&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosalinda aya mor makan taco, spaghetti, paella, meatballs, pavlova dll banyak2 " &lt;/span&gt;ujar Foxy Dora dengan gayanya yang sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no translation required]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok..on a more serious note, let's get to know Dora better. Based on wikipedia, Dora is a young girl who embarks on a trip in order to locate  something or help somebody [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mostly animals, macam cerite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ts&lt;/span&gt;]. Dora has a positive view of the characters she meets, failing even to  hold a grudge against the sly fox, Swiper, who continually  attempts to steal items from her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she has a hairy pet called Boots the Monkey. He is friendly and enthusiastic, and usually wears nothing [naked in a positive manner] but his  beloved red boots,  hence his name. Also not to forget, Dora's map and backpack which play major roles in supporting Dora's exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..however, since Dora the Explorer only targets young viewers, aged 3 - 12 [&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mude ker&lt;/span&gt;?], I would love to see Dora in a more serious Mega-Movies, so it will be less awkward for me to like her..hehehe..Especially in the afternoon at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Adik di-9&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dekat di Hati&lt;/span&gt;" sessions, it is very embarrassing for me to watch while waiting for my younger sister to get back from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how Dora acts in blockbuster movies :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCEPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrYPJ4Yc31g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrYPJ4Yc31g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THE PILATE KID&lt;/span&gt; [instead of The Karate Kid]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhtWNSycgOI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhtWNSycgOI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, seeing these trailers, do you like Dora now ?? Coz I doooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..the moral of today post is I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HART&lt;/span&gt; DORA.&lt;br /&gt;Not just because she is cute and bubbly, but also her courage, fearless and optimistic attitude. I want to have those attitudes as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-8748644249729307110?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/8748644249729307110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2010/07/dora-el-explorador.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/8748644249729307110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/8748644249729307110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2010/07/dora-el-explorador.html' title='Dora el Explorador'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEPc52-kS2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/fEDemgQjY5U/s72-c/dora_tshirt5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-4606424790275297214</id><published>2010-07-17T14:59:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-17T15:54:41.112+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Boom bOOm PoW</title><content type='html'>To start, I want you guys to guest the topic of my next entry based on the title...hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;[planning to be interactive with my fellow readers since this blog is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RARELY&lt;/span&gt; updated~ heheh..sorry ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEFCERw2g3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/e4AQG1_1DVc/s1600/I+am+sorry%21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEFCERw2g3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/e4AQG1_1DVc/s200/I+am+sorry%21.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494745661623927666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ambo kato &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sori &lt;/span&gt;sokmo lor nih, aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lestik &lt;/span&gt;kang" ujar Bart Kelate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this post, I would like to share my thoughts about memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories, in psychology point of view&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; is an organism's ability to store, retain, and recall information. However, I believe there is more to it rather than just human cognitive ability. Memories are somewhat more complex and toilsome to be fully understood since they constantly vary as a function of feelings, emotions, and obviously genetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the technical standpoint, now I would like to divvy up my opinion on memories.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that everyone would have memories they treasured dearly, as well as those that they want to erase from their minds, coz I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory I treasured the most is when I received my SPM slip in 2006. Seeing how proud my mother was, how she dressed up nicely to come to SMSS just in case to be interviewed [hahaha..but her wish came true as she was interviewed by TV 3 people, all thanx to Pn. Roslina who pulled her to be in front of the camera] really makes me smile from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the memory I truly despise, until the extent that I wish the memory-deleter in MIB exist so that I can use to efface those memories, well, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live my life, carrying my memories with me.&lt;br /&gt;Even if those memories are painful,&lt;br /&gt;Even if those memories do nothing but hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;Even those memories I wish I could forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I keep carrying them with me, and try not to avoid them, someday, someday, I believe that I will get to the point where I am not oppressed by those memories. And that is what I want to believe. I would like to think that there's not a single memory that I have which would be okay to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those memories where my friends and I squabbles and get mad with each other, as for example the 'settle' and the batch-meeting in smss, the disagreement here and there in Adelaide, as I believe that these made us more bonded to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holistically, the moral of this post is no matter the memory, I want to be sure to hold it to my heart, and go on believing. And to end, I wish you a happy memory reading this post. Tee hee.. bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEFMI4xSYMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/neTgcuojhTo/s1600/19_treasured_memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEFMI4xSYMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/neTgcuojhTo/s400/19_treasured_memories.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494756735930491074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-4606424790275297214?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/4606424790275297214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2010/07/boom-boom-pow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/4606424790275297214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/4606424790275297214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2010/07/boom-boom-pow.html' title='Boom bOOm PoW'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/TEFCERw2g3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/e4AQG1_1DVc/s72-c/I+am+sorry%21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-6450091509300940064</id><published>2010-05-16T11:31:00.011+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:10:01.949+09:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm BbbAaAccKkkK~</title><content type='html'>Hullo folks (if ure there),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been decades (or so I felt) since i updated my blog~&lt;br /&gt;Guessing that writing is not my cup of tea .. mm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my final year rite now..yeay..hip hip hooray hip hip hooray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/S-9VTTgQYfI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ac_l985GNYk/s1600/Pearl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471685862419882482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/S-9VTTgQYfI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ac_l985GNYk/s320/Pearl.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"b-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e b-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e , fauzee, be aggressive, be aggressive! yeay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of being in final year, my final year project has commenced. We are doing research on the characterization of the fluvial environment associated with the geochoke phenomena..interesting rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to share the content of the report here, however, I will share with you guys about how I felt while conducting the research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, there is only soo much material can be found anywhere since, in my opinion, this is a rather new topic discussed in the oil industry. And since we have to come up with new methods to characterize this, it has been a *****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, with all the short courses and presentations, a lot of journals and papers I have to read and this is taxing both emotionally and physically. Less time spend on tv &amp;amp; games, preparing food and I mean proper food, etc. etc. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Although there are less classes if compared to the previous years, however, the work load is almost double&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;exaggerated for dramatic purposes&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I felt homesick..hahha..I just wanna get this done, and go home~ 6 more months (insyaAllah) and I will graduate..yiipppee..can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;However, the suffering does not end here. After finish studying, job's wrath will be bestowed upon me..Hopefully I get accepted into ******** (&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nama perlu dirahsiakan&lt;/span&gt;) because if not, job hunting will add more stress into my already-stressful-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/S-9aajTrcwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/I1c_vo4x8Xg/s1600/58564212_5a7df0fa4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471691484479320834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/S-9aajTrcwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/I1c_vo4x8Xg/s200/58564212_5a7df0fa4b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Lepas habis skoloh, kite kene keje wahai Si Beruk" ujar Dora.&lt;br /&gt;"Lor, laguh tu ke, baru nak ajok gi clubbing ngan karoake" balas Si Beruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, vamonos. Everybody let's go. Come on, let's get to it. I know that we can do it"&lt;br /&gt;"Where are we going" "Carik kijo"&lt;br /&gt;"What are we doing" "Buak kije"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, sorry for the poor formating. I dunno how to adjust it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is our struggle with studies does not end when we graduate..it is an ongoing tasks and believe me, will become more challenging in the future. I hope u guys enjoy this post..please leave a comment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chow cin cau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-6450091509300940064?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/6450091509300940064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-bbbaaacckkkk.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/6450091509300940064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/6450091509300940064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-bbbaaacckkkk.html' title='I&apos;m BbbAaAccKkkK~'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/S-9VTTgQYfI/AAAAAAAAACw/Ac_l985GNYk/s72-c/Pearl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-2138628936029132951</id><published>2009-11-20T16:48:00.006+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-20T17:29:37.975+10:30</updated><title type='text'>I've Had It.</title><content type='html'>Hullo folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I've decided to revert back my writing to English cause...mm...15 years of me living in California (in my dreams of course) teaches me that English is easier...tee hee (plus i can practice my writing skills)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, owh yes, (back to the original mood which was angry), I really had reached the limit of my patience today. I mean seriously. I've had it. You wanna know why I am angry? You wanna know why am I upset? You wanna know why why why why?? &lt;of&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;kalau tak="" watper="" nak="" bace="" kan=""&gt;&lt;/kalau&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..hehehe..&lt;back&gt;&lt;/back&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9wN8zu9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UDQNLi69W_I/s1600/young-girl-perplexed-FC5206-206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9wN8zu9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UDQNLi69W_I/s200/young-girl-perplexed-FC5206-206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076301292583890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Abang Fauzee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knaper marah2 nih...tak cool la ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mnih ~&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bukan marah2 dik, bengang wacakap lu~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la..I'll explain it to you guys k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from event A,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;of&gt;I know some people say that I am handsome. and some might say I am cute. And some people even give me nicknames such as "Machomel" which is pronounced as Mc Homel and the most common one is "SiComelPintar". I just wanna say that I know I am handsome and everything but, for me, being utterly humble, I believe I am all those things because of my "killer smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/of&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9wlvoAPI/AAAAAAAAACY/yg_HxWjZPMM/s1600/monkey_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9wlvoAPI/AAAAAAAAACY/yg_HxWjZPMM/s200/monkey_smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076307679740146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          " Amacam, membunuh tak senyuman Colgate nih ? .. hihihi .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for 3 days now, I can't show my "murderer" smile to anybody. I can smile but cannot kill. hmpph.. this is all because of my mouth ulcer..sigh..mouth ulcer, or scientifically known as oral ulcer is the loss or erosion of part of the delicate tissue that lines the inside of the mouth (mucous membrane). And the kick is, I believed that I have Aphthous ulcers  which are recurring ulcers with no known cause that affect around 20 per cent of the population. I am in that 20 % population. Seriously, just last week, I had 3 multiple ulcers in my mouth and now 1 big, burning lobe of ulcer at my lower lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9w4LGETI/AAAAAAAAACg/zMYZI-AnBMI/s1600/spongebob_leave_britney_alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9w4LGETI/AAAAAAAAACg/zMYZI-AnBMI/s200/spongebob_leave_britney_alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406076312626794802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Barnacles..dalam a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ir laut pun bole kene ulcer..~" ujar Spongebob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, to talk, to eat, to drink, to brush teeth, to smile and everything involving mouth is killing me. &lt;i&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is, please take care of your mouth by regularly (like 3 times a day) brush your teeth, I do btw, rinse with warm water, drink plenty of fluid, and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jangan mengumpat&lt;/span&gt;..hahaha..just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite folks, please leave a comment or if u don't want to, please pray my ulcer will go away. Welcoming any suggestions ok~ ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-2138628936029132951?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/2138628936029132951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-had-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/2138628936029132951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/2138628936029132951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-had-it.html' title='I&apos;ve Had It.'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SwY9wN8zu9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UDQNLi69W_I/s72-c/young-girl-perplexed-FC5206-206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-688982373533628527</id><published>2009-11-08T21:56:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:08:13.805+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Jeritan Batinku</title><content type='html'>Di sana ku dengar jeritan..di sini ku dengar tempikan..&lt;br /&gt;Di dalam jiwa pula ku dengar rontaan..&lt;br /&gt;Senang cerita , di mana2 saja aku dengar teriak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alangkah aman dunia ini jika semua orang mampu bersabar dan toleransi.&lt;br /&gt;Kurang sedikit pencemaran bunyi di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : Pencemaran bunyi diklasifikasikan sebagai bunyi yang melebihi 80 dB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah pada (A-li'imraan 200) yang bermaksud :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Wahai orang-orang yang beriman! Bersabarlah kamu (menghadapi segala kesukaran dalam mengerjakan perkara-perkara yang berkebajikan),dan kuatkanlah  kesabaran kamu (lebih daripada kesabaran musuh, di medan perjuangan), dan bersedialah (dengan kekuatan pertahanan di daerah-daerah sempadan) serta bertakwalah kamu kepada Allah, supaya kamu berjaya (mencapai kemenangan)" &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi memang sukar nak tahan diri ini, dari perasaan sedih bukan kepalang, marah tak tentu arah, dengki mendengki, dan macam2 lagi la perasaan negatif nih. Lagi2 bila ada masalah di sana sini, domestik mahupun international.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara holistiknya, saya ingin menyusun sepuluh jari meminta maaf yang menjadi mangsa kerakusan perasaan ini. Seharusnya ingat, kita yang patut mengawal perasaan, not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mahu menjadi orang yang sangat bersabar sehingga :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Iaitu) orang-orang yang apabila mereka ditimpa oleh sesuatu kesusahan, mereka berkata : "sesungguhnya kami adalah kepunyaan Allah dan kepada Allah jualah kami kembali"        (Al-Baqarah 156)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : amacam? ni post pertama dalam bm..maner lagi best?? silalah komen..or due2 tak best??!!&lt;br /&gt;sabar2..hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-688982373533628527?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/688982373533628527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeritan-batinku.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/688982373533628527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/688982373533628527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeritan-batinku.html' title='Jeritan Batinku'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-1200867411407917051</id><published>2009-11-03T20:44:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:07:11.491+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The inconvenient truth about exams...</title><content type='html'>Exams have been a norm in our live. It started when we were still in the kindergarten until now.&lt;br /&gt;However the length of break for each exams differ from one another, getting shorter and shorter. For the argument sake, lets only consider the major exams in our live [ or for some of us who studied in Malaysia ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ujian Penilaian Seragam Rendah, UPSR : Standard 1 - 6. So a total of 6 years&lt;br /&gt;Penilaian Menengah Rendah, PMR          : Form 1 - 3. A total of 3 years&lt;br /&gt;Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia, SPM                    : Form 4 - 5. A total of 2 years&lt;br /&gt;South Australia Matriculation, SAM         : ... 1 year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now in University, every 6 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These exams are really tiring..&lt;br /&gt;And after a few months of break, new sem will start and we will learn new things .&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure that my brain could memorize or at least recall the last materials. As my chemistry teacher, Pn. Irene [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;nama sebenar&lt;/span&gt;] said, when we learn new things, new dandrites will form in our brain, overlapping the previous one. And when this occur, we will forget the things we learn before. To ensure that it stays, we should revise it within 24 hours upon learning it, then read it back after 48 hours, 72 hours and so on. Practice this, and u will (Insya Allah) remember more things .( &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hehehe...teringat pasal the Aha moment..for those who tak tau..sile rujuk my last post &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, I think for my future post, I will write it in Bahasa Melayu la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh owh..&lt;br /&gt;As I usually end my post, the moral of the story is we should stay rajin 24/7 . Although it sounds ridiculous, but that is our job as students. This is the inconvenient truth about exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-1200867411407917051?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/1200867411407917051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/11/inconvenient-truth-about-exams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/1200867411407917051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/1200867411407917051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/11/inconvenient-truth-about-exams.html' title='The inconvenient truth about exams...'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-5931307005517641600</id><published>2009-11-01T02:54:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:15:43.110+10:30</updated><title type='text'>The "Aha" moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no...scratch that..its been awhile, so a proper introduction must be made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum [&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;that's better..aite?&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fans [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kui3...that's funny&lt;/span&gt;],&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxop4scCBI/AAAAAAAAABo/fRv5te7-xyE/s1600-h/spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxop4scCBI/AAAAAAAAABo/fRv5te7-xyE/s200/spider.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398805122113079314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know..some might say that this blog had "bersawang"..and i know that some might say that this blog is history...lalalala...the thing is..there is no inspiration to write la..that's why I sigh earlier...&lt;br /&gt;To find inspirations are difficult, put aside the hardship to put it in words..So, please don't mind the broken english and anything that breaks after this..&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bersawang sebab spider man singgah k...spiderman follow blog ni&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of no inspirations, ironically, it gives me an inspiration to write this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do people find inspirations? Is it just a mere luck or is it a result of long training? Is it a gift to certain people or is it prescribed in everyone's DNA, waiting to be unraveled? Is it ... mmmm ... is it inducible by nature or can we force it to pop in our mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer these ridiculous-made-by-me questions, let us inspect our brains, a complex organ enclosed in the cranium which is the center of the human nervous system..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxr0nJ-i2I/AAAAAAAAABw/bcwo2x0Hjlo/s1600-h/brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 77px; height: 81px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxr0nJ-i2I/AAAAAAAAABw/bcwo2x0Hjlo/s200/brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398808604918582114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sape yang tertinggal otak nih..bole claim kat sini k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start, let me use a stereotype introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmehemm [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;clearing throat..&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 100% sure that everyone have stumble upon, from time to time, the scenario when the solution to a complex problem suddenly strikes out of thin air, providing an insight into something we've never understood before. Cognitive scientists call it the "Aha!" experience or Latinically speaking [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hehehe..perkataan rekaan&lt;/span&gt;], the "Eureka!" moment.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sila rujuk buku sasbadi fizik bab daya apungan untuk ketahui lebih lanjut tentang Eureka&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Based on my findings after reading lots of lots of mind stuff (regardless of my approaching exams), many scientists had believed there's no fundamental difference between that Aha experience and any other cognitive process however, a few had found evidence that the moment when insight strikes is very different indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxu6Vd-WpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VJtFhbscEbw/s1600-h/bulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxu6Vd-WpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VJtFhbscEbw/s200/bulb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398812001784715922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two different brain imaging techniques have revealed that a specific area of the brain "lights up" when the Aha moment arrives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The researchers used functional magnetic resonance imaging, which allowed them to determine which parts of the brain were active, in the first of two experiments. Part of the brain "lit up" when the participants experienced Aha, but not when they didn't. The increased activity was observed in part of the right temporal lobe (the anterior superior temporal gyrus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that more research should be carried out to answer my exagerated-mind-numbing questions...Actually, what I've wrote is nothing near to answering the questions..But right now, my mind is surely not in the so-called "Aha" moment cause the only thing i can think is sleep...zzz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SuxxCwuvdPI/AAAAAAAAACA/IACqbBLjeng/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 99px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SuxxCwuvdPI/AAAAAAAAACA/IACqbBLjeng/s200/cross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398814345565009138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, as I usually wrap a post, the moral of the story is human mind is really really really complex. A 5 hour of reading journals and articles in the internet about mind and brain only makes me more confuse and dazzled than I already am and it makes me hungry...And let us pray that the "Aha" moment will come to us during the exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-5931307005517641600?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/5931307005517641600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/10/aha-moment.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/5931307005517641600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/5931307005517641600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/10/aha-moment.html' title='The &quot;Aha&quot; moment...'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Suxop4scCBI/AAAAAAAAABo/fRv5te7-xyE/s72-c/spider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-2834981793000735200</id><published>2009-04-05T20:37:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:40:25.034+09:30</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Seems Not Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have always dreamt to be a rich guy where I can buy and shop whenever and wherever I want.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Recently, we bought a PS 2, which has been one of the things I wanted to have here, at a very CHEAP price...mmm..actually quite cheap la...or expensive..mm..nope its cheap...anyways..we played Tekken 5, Buzz, and lots and lots of Singstar [ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;which most high scores are dominated by the ever handsome and kind &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Fauzee Mazuki&lt;/span&gt;..hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wanna know the secret of his success&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Do you know the "fart voice" ? [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;or known as "suara kentut"...&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It is a voice that is produced by just blowing air to the throat and control the pitching by usi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ng our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;belly. It is easier to contr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ol it to follow the tone of the song, thus, obtaining high score, just like me...  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The physics behind this is the property of voice which we call pitch is determined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ration of the vocal cords. The greater the number of vibrations per sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ond, the higher the pitch. The rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e of vibr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ation, in turn, is determined by the length and thickness of the vocal cords and by the tightening or relaxation of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hese cords ; this is where your belly comes into action. [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; useful aite ?&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SeAEETpIWvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HvtuyNIHLIk/s1600-h/kord2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SeAEETpIWvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HvtuyNIHLIk/s200/kord2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323259231590701810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SeAG1JFZ2fI/AAAAAAAAABY/-4eWn8NB4L4/s1600-h/kord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SeAG1JFZ2fI/AAAAAAAAABY/-4eWn8NB4L4/s200/kord.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323262269593344498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are a lot more of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;other things I wanted in t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;world such as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; iPhone, touch-screen laptop, Samsung Omnia, Final Fantasy X ( &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;h I saw earlier on ebay..only AUD 50...&lt;/span&gt; ), PS 3, a big dog, huge mansion, Ferrari,  aroma diffuser, PA, a maid, a korean girlfriend such as Solbi or Son Dambi or both, to act in Hollywood, along with  Pn. Kritstin Kreuk, pergi Haji and Umrah and etc. etc. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sigh ~&lt;/span&gt; [ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hint : this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; list can also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; be used as a reference for my birthday presents..especially to those who are planning to give for my previous ones...you know who you are&lt;/span&gt; ].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But the fact is, not all the things we wanted we will get, not all the things we hoped will come true and not all the things we dream of will be realized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The moral of today is we have to be thankful with the things we had. After all, these are  just temporary. It is when we are not being thankful, the whole content of the world seems not enough. We will always be wanting more and more and at the end, we will be at lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;p.s : this post is completed with the inspiring insights from -puding caramel-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-2834981793000735200?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/2834981793000735200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-everything-seems-not-enough.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/2834981793000735200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/2834981793000735200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-everything-seems-not-enough.html' title='When Everything Seems Not Enough'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/SeAEETpIWvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HvtuyNIHLIk/s72-c/kord2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319568299581935207.post-422535127654118098</id><published>2009-03-30T16:06:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:38:38.341+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/222/462244646_d5c8ca43c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 170px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/222/462244646_d5c8ca43c0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first post in blogspot, so please comment and give your views on how i can improve on my writing . [&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;if anyone reads it ;p&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 29th March is one of the best weekend I've ever had in Adelaide. With my best friends namely &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Khai, Hazerq, Syed and Ringgo&lt;/span&gt;, we had heaps of fun and joyous moments at the kite festival in Semaphore Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside playing Cha-Cha with Ringgo-san, the chatting, the singing, the kampai~ing (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cheers in Japan&lt;/span&gt;) and the kutuk~ing with the others really make my day.  Though money flows like the water at the beach and the time flies like the kite in the sky, the day gets better and better. I felt so happy and a bit of high (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;not sure whether its high or hi)&lt;/span&gt; until I remember I have a test tommorow~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aaarrrggghhh&lt;/span&gt; . Production Engineering with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Dr. Motiur Rahman&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nama sebenar&lt;/span&gt;) has been really a not-so-great moment in my studies ~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, the Swinging Bowl princess, the daughter of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pn. Shanam&lt;/span&gt;, cooked paprik with the help of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;khai, syed and ME&lt;/span&gt;. The latter has caused soooo much trouble that the people won't stop eating as if the latter had put in a handful of cocaine, a pinch of ecstasy, a spoonful of &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lysergic Acid Diethyl amide&lt;/strong&gt; and a bottle of marijuana but actually, the truth is out there [&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;actually,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the secret is we start with basmallah and a bit of smile and love during the process &lt;/span&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.more-than-light.com/images/candle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 127px;" src="http://www.more-than-light.com/images/candle3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this is not the happy ending I wanted it to be. I have a midnight oil that should be burned, but I was too heavy to find the matches since my tummy is full with chicken paprik and rasberry juice ~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;. I wish my midnight oil is colorful like the one in the picture so that my study will be interesting but somebody has emptied my cooking oil so I have to use the electronic desk lamp. [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;more crapping&lt;/span&gt;]. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nooooooo!!!&lt;/span&gt; It is now 10.11 pm and I just read until page 9 ... crap.. This spells disaster for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is my first attempt to compose a blog and I am pleased with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of today is life is full with test. Educations tests, friendship tests, love tests (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;), test ~ is (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PG 18&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;only for mature readers&lt;/span&gt;). Hold on, life is a test. So lets try our best to succeed with the life given by God. We only live once ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/319568299581935207-422535127654118098?l=sicomelpintar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/feeds/422535127654118098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-test.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/422535127654118098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/319568299581935207/posts/default/422535127654118098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sicomelpintar.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-test.html' title='Life Is A Test'/><author><name>Sultan Fauzee ibnu Mazuki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054946205429510835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1aCD8VdMbIA/Sc7Tfexe9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7IW-qhas534/S220/IMG_0569.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/222/462244646_d5c8ca43c0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
