<?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-2008941910601966173</id><updated>2011-07-28T10:51:45.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-6643095123966816216</id><published>2010-05-18T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:48:38.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfVtc9xqI/AAAAAAAAARw/KTGUW1EyH8Y/s1600/P5090179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfVtc9xqI/AAAAAAAAARw/KTGUW1EyH8Y/s320/P5090179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822798768260770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfVcbHBYI/AAAAAAAAARo/4OXu8uHW8M8/s1600/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfVcbHBYI/AAAAAAAAARo/4OXu8uHW8M8/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822794197075330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfU_PLboI/AAAAAAAAARg/JncXRsFneC8/s1600/P5080120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfU_PLboI/AAAAAAAAARg/JncXRsFneC8/s320/P5080120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822786362404482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfUh69HPI/AAAAAAAAARY/CSanQuWz7VY/s1600/P5090228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfUh69HPI/AAAAAAAAARY/CSanQuWz7VY/s320/P5090228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822778492951794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfUFBcn7I/AAAAAAAAARQ/lQLmTdxYltE/s1600/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfUFBcn7I/AAAAAAAAARQ/lQLmTdxYltE/s320/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822770735554482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you ask me what the greatest invention in this world is I would said its photo. A photo perhaps is part of my memories that arouse my emotion and my feeling toward my surrounding. Just now I take a visit to a file inside my document called ‘Langkawi Trip’, inside there I feel lots of merriment. But when I compare it with my life today, I feel moody and repressed. When I looked at the picture that we all together 12 persons snapped at the cross bridge in Langkawi, all people smile happily and naturally perhaps it’s one of my favorite picture after all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moving back to that moment, undoubtedly that’s the happiest moment in my University life. During that moment I felt about friendship. Today when I revise with those photos, I feel ashamed to my University life now. Frankly, I had admitted some crime into this circle of friendship. I lost my trust (faith) to my friend, I gossip about them, and keep on pointing out their weaknesses without telling them or giving them a chance to correct their behavior. I’m selfish and I don’t even know since when I became lost of control about my acts. Once my friend had said: never whisper in front of other friends. Yea, I think she is right and should never gossip about others without giving them a chance to try. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Few months after that trauma, close friends have no longer been a valid term among us. I seen a lot of short massage in MSN and facebook talking about how they had make their choice, how they had persuade their own life, and some even like to post some ‘meaningful’ or ‘hidden’ massage to condemn how they had living in their own life and so on. And this so called bombing event during the cold war, I have bored about these. I still remember once in the MSN, all people private massage is sharing about their happiest moment, sometime with some gratitude words, some opinions, and I really miss that moment so much. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Sigh) I would hope that the time can be reversed back for me to point out their acts that make me feel uneasy. Isn’t this is the best way to maintain a friendship? Being honest to my friends without ignoring my right; being tolerate without hiding my grievance toward their acts; and most importantly being sharing and hoping the same treat in return. Whatever, I am making myself to learn to be someone like this just to keep the remaining friends in close without separation. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is a tired path to walk alone. Searching for friend that can stayed permanently together is hard and don’t even mention about searching for the best friend, it is something even harder than decoding a full human genome. Now, I no longer expecting about searching for the best friend, but I rather paying off my time to appreciate what my friend had done to me. For only a year left for each of us to stayed together in Kampar, I do hope that we can snap some photo together around the new town, the place that we meet often and even the place that once we had broken our promise to maintain the friendship. Just for memory that hold us tight in the future time. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-6643095123966816216?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/6643095123966816216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=6643095123966816216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/6643095123966816216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/6643095123966816216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2010/05/memory-photo.html' title='Memory Photo'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S_NfVtc9xqI/AAAAAAAAARw/KTGUW1EyH8Y/s72-c/P5090179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5242999773218150338</id><published>2010-01-20T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T05:29:15.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curry Mee anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f7uxni2_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EHVOb3DFQQs/s1600-h/curry-meelogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429084656830176242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f7uxni2_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EHVOb3DFQQs/s320/curry-meelogo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; #Curry Mee logo#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429085154124399634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f8LuLuhBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j1iu9IEzV7I/s320/currymee_news.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#News column edited from Kwang Wah Daily Newspaper#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429085868645084882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f81T-u7tI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZVk2Se7A6Ws/s320/currymee_aunty.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#The Curry Aunty signboard#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429086208145522434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f9JEt8fwI/AAAAAAAAALA/qAUhdVhJYd4/s320/currymee_map.gif" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429086214806760386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f9JdiG68I/AAAAAAAAALI/CszmPQI_-Jk/s320/currymee_map_3D.gif" /&gt;#The Location, Map#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429184080661579394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1hWKAQKBoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CI6oNBJgB8M/s320/curry-mee.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Seberang Jaya famous Curry Mee was initiated from year 1997 by Madam Ng Su Eng, with 12 years of culinary experience in cooking Curry Mee, each serving would be good enough to satisfy your every taste bud with their special spices recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like other Penang Curry Mee, it is serving with dried tofu, long beans, coagulated pig’s blood, and some sweet and spicy cuttle fish strips. Besides that, other side serving include fish ball, shrimp, and the crispy bean curd rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that make this Curry Mee different from others are the spices sambal. According to them, the spices sambal is originated from their uncle’s recipe who’s also a Curry Mee hawker in Penang. The spices sambal is the soul of a dish of Curry Mee. The sambal is so aromatic that make it to be important in each serving. When the sambal mixed with the fresh coconut milk soup, a chemical reaction took place that makes the whole dishes to be elevated to a higher sensation. Usually, people who love to the aroma would prefer to make their Curry Mee to serve in dried, this allow the spices sambal to exert its full potential to attract all the customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The business is operated from 12 p.m. to 10p.m. and rest at Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each small serving cost only RM 2.40 and RM 3.00 for the large serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-5242999773218150338?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5242999773218150338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5242999773218150338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5242999773218150338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5242999773218150338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2010/01/curry-mee-anyone.html' title='Curry Mee anyone?'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S1f7uxni2_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EHVOb3DFQQs/s72-c/curry-meelogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-1626732290748302041</id><published>2009-12-29T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:57:17.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;白螞蟻&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Since I’m in primary, my sister had implanted a bad impression on any production made in Malaysia. None the less, Malaysian movie/drama is included as well. She always figures people who watched Malaysian movie as ‘Bad Taste’. And of course, her paranoid has more or less descent to me. But thing change after I had watched a trailer from astro entitled &lt;白螞蟻&gt;. This drama is so realistic that all the culture described are reflected from our daily culture. One thing that I think the drama had 100 percently reflect our malaysian culture is the behaviour of ‘讲就天下无敌，做就无能为力。’ Event hough this drama is not as artistic as those awarded in the Golden Horse Award, but the story and the moral value hidden behind are more valuable&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fx6pV1_RW30&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fx6pV1_RW30&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j2xytU8XzVo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j2xytU8XzVo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-1626732290748302041?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/1626732290748302041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=1626732290748302041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1626732290748302041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1626732290748302041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/12/since-im-in-primary-my-sister-had.html' title='&lt;白螞蟻&gt;'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5305880401413128021</id><published>2009-12-27T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T05:20:35.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hah~ finally I have the time to sit properly for bloging. Right after my internship, I was busy preparing to celebrate my Christmas Eve 2009. This Christmas was different from the Christmas that I used to celebrate. I had celebrated with a crowd of people from the GMC at Lunas, Kedah. In the night of Christmas Eve, there were Christmas carols presented by the local people, games and etc. The most memorable was the Christmas carol was sang in hokkien which make the carols to be special and unique. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day 25 of December, I was outgoing to K.L. to visit my granma in Makhota Cheras. The trip would not be successful without the GPS. The GPS was so incredible that it can show a precise direction with all important landmarks nearby. My first impression toward K.L. that day was that, K.L. driver and Penang driver are much alike which are ‘luan luan lai’ (reckless). The next day, my cousin brought me to Sunway Pyramid to watch ‘Bodyguard and Assassin’. Unbelievably I watched and then I throw out. Hm… So horrible mea? Not exactly, but I should proclaim the seat in the cinema was so lousy! The place of seat was so small and makes me sit on there like the Chinese vampire (jiang shi) for a total of 2 hours and more (simply uncomfortable). Haiz… if you guys said that it was not true. Come, I show you what the REAL comfort is. However, there is one thing that is fun enough to convince you to watch the Bodyguard and Assassin. The only funny thing in the movie comes out with the famous ‘Lai Meng’, he plays the man who loved the unlovable and turns out to be a noob kung fu fighter. So, funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I came back today and continue my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420271658212660850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SzisWvXiFnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/k8JpSf78ZWo/s320/leon+lai+bodyguards.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noob Kung Fu Master. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SzeOD6u67zI/AAAAAAAAAHk/T3liEHvOuCw/s1600-h/P1011179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419956874520489778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SzeOD6u67zI/AAAAAAAAAHk/T3liEHvOuCw/s320/P1011179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Christmas Give (two only =.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419957740032822370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SzeO2TBJDGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kw2BduVBBts/s320/P1011180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPS used to led me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420275669231795730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SziwANlA_hI/AAAAAAAAAH8/s-rDoNhqFdc/s320/Jaydon.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ouya! I have something to announce you guys. I had made a small change to my pseudonym from Jordan to Jaydon. Please note that it is J. A. Y. D. O. N. For whom I had confused you, specially the ‘soft drink’ called Pepsi, you can forget about the pass and remember this new one. Actually this (Jaydon) is easier to pronounce and to remember, right? Yea, it’s absolutely right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-5305880401413128021?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5305880401413128021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5305880401413128021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5305880401413128021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5305880401413128021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-event.html' title='Christmas Event'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SzisWvXiFnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/k8JpSf78ZWo/s72-c/leon+lai+bodyguards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5781170812922199578</id><published>2009-12-01T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T05:11:53.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Training Life ~ part1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SxUVWyQaOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VM5Mj3ibFa8/s1600/stop_complaining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SxUVWyQaOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VM5Mj3ibFa8/s320/stop_complaining.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Training life is never been fun if there has an old virgin lady (spinster) as your higher authority (eg. Supervisor, manager, etc). Old virgin ladies are those who keep their virginity and waiting for someone to award them with a prize. Since they have no partners, mostly they are free for nothing in their life. If they are working, they would make their job as their partner that accompanies them to spend their time. However, sadly to said that they are actually pity, sadness with melancholic, and bored with loneliness. Probably with these reasons that make them feel that those people around her/them specially the married women have something owed to them and they must do something to indemnify to their emotion. I have a case here, there is a spinster in my training company, her favorite is to critique people doing mistake that perhaps is not a mistake at all. All the workers there dislike her; when she is not around the environment in the office can be liven up and become so much different from the previous one. However, fairly to speak about her/their sadness is that they shouldn’t think that her/their misfortune should be shared with other people and make other people life miserable as what she/they faced! We do know that actually they are pity and lonely, but it is not our fault and we have nothing to do with it! Perhaps if they can make other people life better, I’m sure that they would find their partner some other day. Otherwise if they keep pertaining their self destructive behavior, that would only making their life more to be loneliness. Hm… perhaps I should stop whining and complaining about others. But please bear with me, you know! When people turn old like me, start to complain a lotS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-5781170812922199578?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5781170812922199578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5781170812922199578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5781170812922199578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5781170812922199578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-training-life-part1.html' title='My Training Life ~ part1'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SxUVWyQaOAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VM5Mj3ibFa8/s72-c/stop_complaining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-3545175258116868172</id><published>2009-10-26T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:45:38.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention to parents and future parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Note: this article is totally aim on complaining. If it is sounds bad for you please take your visit at next article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is specially aim to those parents or those future parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I was encountered with problematic family. The young parent giving birth to a child three years ago and not fully taking their responsible to raise the child, ending up with their child is so reluctant to follow their words. Recently they give birth to another baby and they start to decree the three year-old child to be self-independent instantly. I was so pity to this child and decided to give some commend to this family, but they said they know how to tackle this problem since they are older than me and since they are being parents while I am not. However, from the way they teach and scold the three year-old child I can see that they don’t know. Probably this would work for other children, but in this case is so much different. That family is totally absurd, they always though that they had given all elemental things for the child to growth healthily by avoiding the child to eat sweets, ice cream and so on. Yeah, may be you would agree to this family. But think again if you having a childhood of knowing nothing about sweets and junk food: do you think this is fair? Even an adult also need it, why they can’t? In this new era, they are a lots of article evaluate about children thinking mind. When children being bad or naughty can be caused by 1) to attract their parent’s attention or 2) the behaviors are inherited from the environment they live and the way they grow up. So, there is nothing to blame to the children themselves, instead the parents should inspect themselves as being a well developed adult. So, before I end up this article I hope that any couple could consider about the criteria prior before you take your action to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st) choose the person you 100% loves to be your partner that accompany you until the end. Even 99.9% should reconsider precisely until you get the 100%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd) plan for your child education and instruction before you plan to give birth for a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3rd) never make your child to follow what you think by yourself. Never build a road for your child that according to what you think in your mind. Your work is as an advisor, not a leader. Your work is to give suggestion and alternative for your child, not giving command that should follow like army! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th) always seek for the specialty in your child to inspire the alternative for your children. Don’t follow any plans or alternative that looks good in other children. Make a unique alternative that can suit your child to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it: If a parent jobs is to mold a child into what they want, what about the molding machine in the factory. If a parent job is to make their child to follow the command, what about the army in Iraq. &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/2008941910601966173-3545175258116868172?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/3545175258116868172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=3545175258116868172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/3545175258116868172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/3545175258116868172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/10/attention-to-parents-and-future-parents.html' title='Attention to parents and future parents'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-1568524494711616575</id><published>2009-10-18T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T06:28:42.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me Halfway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YoYo. Hey there, sorry for not update my blog for such a long time. Today I got nothing to complaint as usual, but i would like to share a good song with you all. Meet Me Halfway, from Black eyed peas. The reason I 'promote' this song is because of Fergie, she looks so beautiful in this MV. Her black hair make she look elegant and quite obviously she lost weight for this MV (I think so...). So try to enjoy this MV, it is nice. Trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LK1CGsUi6w4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LK1CGsUi6w4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats all. bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-1568524494711616575?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/1568524494711616575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=1568524494711616575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1568524494711616575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1568524494711616575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/10/meet-me-halfway.html' title='Meet Me Halfway'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5813665640668793915</id><published>2009-10-03T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:16:13.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AUNTY for younger or older</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SscWJ5YgNBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OBkdW4EJtn8/s1600-h/young-woman-old-lady.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388299838450316306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SscWJ5YgNBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OBkdW4EJtn8/s320/young-woman-old-lady.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think Malaysian especially those Chinese have problem to greet with people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;That day, a middle age lady came to order Curry Mee from my mother and she said: “aunty, ho wa kari mi, bihun mi mai ham.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another case, an obviously old looking man with white hair and wrinkled face came by to order mee and said: “aunty ar, ho wa kari mi, ge hui, ge hiam jio.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;They are the proper sentences to use in Butterworth to order food except the word ‘&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;AUNTY&lt;/span&gt;’. Can you imagine some people older than you calling you aunty or uncle? How can this happen in our culture!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean there are some other proper words to use rather than ‘aunty’ right? Or maybe they don’t understand the word ‘anuty’ or ‘uncle’? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember in Kampar, all their favorites greet is either leng zai or leng lui and these can come out from their mouth even with closed eye. But why in Butterworth there is no such kind of name to use. No doubt leng zai and leng lui must use depend on situation (because can cause misunderstood, in Butterworth you use these word, people would though you are prostitute or what), but at least they (those really aunty and uncle) use some other proper word instead of calling others younger with an old greet! Please la~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;However this can’t blame on them because this is the heredity from our parent since we are young, right. When we are still in children time, we had well-trained to greet elders with either aunty or uncle depends on their sexuality. Other than that, nothing had been taught to differentiate their level of oldness (perhaps they also found hard to make a name out for them). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever, this is important because we are well educated person. So I have a personally suggestion out for you all to make as a references. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you saw people about the same age with you, use ‘yo’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you saw people younger than you, use ‘Hi! Hi!’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And when you saw people older than you but looking younger, use ‘what product you use’. &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/2008941910601966173-5813665640668793915?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5813665640668793915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5813665640668793915' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5813665640668793915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5813665640668793915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/10/aunty-for-younger-or-older.html' title='AUNTY for younger or older'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SscWJ5YgNBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OBkdW4EJtn8/s72-c/young-woman-old-lady.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-1649355279501920615</id><published>2009-09-24T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:28:00.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think  I am HOT !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Srw2dQhSV5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/LzzJbUZiVlE/s1600-h/untitledff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Srw2dQhSV5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/LzzJbUZiVlE/s400/untitledff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys do you know what is a mobile sauna? Had you been experiencing a driving sauna from one place to another place in your life? I was. But I rather prefer to call it as the ‘cannibal’s oven’ the transnational bus. But how come a vehicle can be a cannibal? This conflict arose by the term called air conditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after my exam, I though I can go back home in a peaceful and happy mood. But some how my mood was totally devastated by this air conditional! Can you imagine how was the feeling sitting in a sealed bus without air conditional and even ventilation from the outer air? It was sucks (sorry, I know it was not my style to write my blog with rude word, but I really can’t take it anymore!). The transnational is like a cannibal grilling their ‘food’ in the oven. Travel under the hot sun for three hours and fourty-three minutes without a fresh air to breath is nothing fun. Even the air I inhaled I can felt that was the breath that I exhaled few second ago. Do you want to know how the harsh condition like in the bus was? No choice, even you have no interest to know I still will tell you. The funny thing in the bus was some sort of cocktail party, everything also got. There was a girl, from Kampar as well, sitting beside me. I always though she was fainted by the hot and low ventilation in the bus until I know she was sleeping when I saw her face suddenly kecut, then I knew she was suffocating when sleeping. But the point is that how can she sleep in such a condition!!! Another ‘cocktail’ event was the bus driver. He like performing the tiger show (that we recently so crazy about), he open his button one by one on a time and his perspiration dropping like a river. But luckily he is not nice looking, otherwise those aunty in the bus will start become crazy to crave for man taste.&lt;br /&gt;Another lucky things was that there were no people farting any out break gases in there, if not I sure I would be ‘napping’ in the bus until I reach Butterworth bus terminal or more seriously wake up in the hospital. However these are not the climax, the most unbelievable thing was happen to an old fat malay lady in the bus. As you all know malay girl need to wear tudung right. And some more she was quite fat and the whole things she worn were black. As usual, black are well known to absorb heat, in that situation I really can’t see her sweat, I wonder where does her sweat gone, and her expression is like “Ooo.. so cold here”. =.= !!! probably she got a good imagination la~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-1649355279501920615?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/1649355279501920615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=1649355279501920615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1649355279501920615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1649355279501920615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-am-hot.html' title='I think  I am HOT !!!'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Srw2dQhSV5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/LzzJbUZiVlE/s72-c/untitledff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-2472134257898004354</id><published>2009-09-20T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T06:21:16.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BCG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SrYrvlMjDwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/arAyDNsKNvw/s1600-h/BCG.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383538501006593794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SrYrvlMjDwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/arAyDNsKNvw/s400/BCG.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do you know what is BCG? If you are the Y2S1, Group 1Biotech student, perhaps you would know what it is. BCG aka Biotech Crazy Group. Do you know the history of this group? If no, let me tell you the story. Actually it is an officially approved group by those biotech groups 1 students (how they have the power to make the approval? I also want to know, but what ever keep it on). The group’s consist of countless member (because don’t know how to count) and the president is Cindy, who had initiated the BCG. The group starts to emerge during the chemistry lecture at 2009 (because the class is too boring, so we start to think about some thing nonsense). The first thing the president planned was to have a trip to Pulau Redang, but due to the fees problem so the president starts to help the whole group members to collect some money for the trip (so at the same time need to scarify somebody also lol). BCG most famous laborer, Reid (multi purposely can act as cleaner and accompanier as well) had been appointed to help the group to gain the fees for the Redang trip (and it makes the whole group act like a black market providing gigolo services). … … (A lot of things happen here but nothing to do with the story, so keep it on). The vision of BCG is to seek for the crazy things and practice it in the university and to keep all the members together (actually got this thing or no I am not sure, just make it sound nice to hear only). While the mission … … (erm… probably too hard to perceive until I didn’t have any idea WHAT IS THE MISSION). So do you know why the BCG’s logo was a broken light bulb? It was the idea by Edwin, who thinks that this group would never do normal things by just knowing the exact meaning of BCG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s all the history of the BCG. Ouya, something important to mention. The Redang trip was no longer valid on and had been changed to Langkawi (this is because someone had enjoy the services but never deposit the check to our treasurer (Rebecca), I don’t mention the name, I give a clue, the name start with Z). HaHa. &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/2008941910601966173-2472134257898004354?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/2472134257898004354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=2472134257898004354' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2472134257898004354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2472134257898004354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/09/bcg.html' title='BCG'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SrYrvlMjDwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/arAyDNsKNvw/s72-c/BCG.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-2924493179966682594</id><published>2009-09-19T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:03:30.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary things about MRI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Its whole name called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Magnetic Resonance Imaging&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What it used for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is used to scan our body and find out any diseases that would potentially harm our body.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And what make it so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let watch this video then you will know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hVfO8IZjpNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hVfO8IZjpNo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-2924493179966682594?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/2924493179966682594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=2924493179966682594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2924493179966682594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2924493179966682594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/09/scary-things-about-mri.html' title='Scary things about MRI'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-7992302126004622987</id><published>2009-09-19T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:16:04.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TREASURE in Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What appeared in your mind once I mention you about wallet? If you think about money then I will congratulate you because you are categorizing as normal for me.&lt;br /&gt;Money is a treasure, so the&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; sacks&lt;/span&gt; that keep the treasure will sure to be the treasure sack lol. Then what if a treasure sack doesn’t keep for any money but is another magical sack? Is that a magical sack? I wonder. But let’s think that this &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sack&lt;/span&gt; can keep for several millions of fishes, do you think this is science? But consider the size of the magical &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sack&lt;/span&gt; is only about 50 cent big. For sure it’s nothing to do with science, a magic sack indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it’s quite confusing. So just take a look at the picture below then you will know what I am talking about. Haha, yap this was the legendary &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sack&lt;/span&gt; I talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383072413667811762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SrSD1ujf4bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VdKzye6rnrQ/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383072973563401266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SrSEWUVAlDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ax3MUTiQ3EU/s200/condom-snack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And this is the TREASURE I meant in the Treasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-7992302126004622987?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/7992302126004622987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=7992302126004622987' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/7992302126004622987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/7992302126004622987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/09/treasure-in-treasure.html' title='TREASURE in Treasure'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SrSD1ujf4bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VdKzye6rnrQ/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5722261068505598362</id><published>2009-09-09T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:05:23.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is a special day where by the world come to 090909. This figure may need to wait for another century at 2109. In the far west of a lake, there lives a frog whose birthday was at September 9th. Today he was been celebrated by his gangs aquatic friends such as the golden fish, snail, turtle and etc. they surprise him with a whitish ice-cream cake that suddenly pop up in front of him. The cake was decorated with three candles with each represented one wish. The little frog took a long time to make the wishes and finally he was done. Conventionally the 1st and the 2nd wishes should be spoken out as the rule. While the remained 3rd wish are allowed to keep as a secret part. After the little frog’s birthday celebration, he back to the place he stayed, the Lilly leaf. There, he was visited by a fairy that wondering so much about the 3rd wish was about. And the fairy promised to make it realize if the little frog tell her. Then the little frog made a whisper to the fairy’s ear and then disappeared into the air. Do you know that what is the 3rd wish? The little frog wishes that the friendship of the gang would be last until forever. Just like the date of his birthday, (久久 ). &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/2008941910601966173-5722261068505598362?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5722261068505598362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5722261068505598362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5722261068505598362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5722261068505598362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/09/3rd-wish.html' title='3rd Wish'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-4490621139280106287</id><published>2009-08-30T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:39:51.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampar New Town Food Research</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Long long ago, I had sent an enquiry form of ‘voice out loud!!!’ (I know la, it is already one month ago, but I am quite busy recently) to my Biotechnology friends to evaluate the services and the food qualities serve in Kampar at 25 July 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there are too many restaurants so I just simply count on the result categories under good, excellent, and black listed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Spoq25gPosI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EHwr6SqJDIc/s1600-h/graph.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375656227857474242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Spoq25gPosI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EHwr6SqJDIc/s400/graph.gif" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For restaurant categories under excellent are the &lt;em&gt;Hing Loong&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ice Shark Café&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurants that being &lt;strong&gt;BLACK LISTED&lt;/strong&gt; are the ABC, Seng Yip, La Foresta, Tressure Sqaure Casa and 88.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My word:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all you know that a statistical result would get proximally normal if only the result is more than 50 people. Since the forms that I sent out were only 18, so for sure the result wouldn’t be a normal curve. However, the form that I sent out is more than the form that I received back. Haiz, do you actually know how much result that I had received? See the result below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SporTjSFcAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dqy9tfskvaY/s1600-h/graph+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375656720108711938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SporTjSFcAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dqy9tfskvaY/s400/graph+2.gif" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For 18 forms that I sent out, only four were replied (&lt;strong&gt;thanks for the participation&lt;/strong&gt;). One data loss and I don’t know why. The result sent back was the original form that I sent out, probably he want my answer? Could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rest 13 person’s result were totally lost from my mail box, perhaps they didn’t even sent back to me, but I assume that their results were devoured by the ‘loss net monster’ during the transmission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please don’t expect that the result would represent the entire fellows in Kampar, which is more than impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-4490621139280106287?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/4490621139280106287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=4490621139280106287' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4490621139280106287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4490621139280106287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/08/kampar-new-town-food-research.html' title='Kampar New Town Food Research'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Spoq25gPosI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EHwr6SqJDIc/s72-c/graph.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-3377421254132249656</id><published>2009-08-27T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:08:32.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just now my friend, Tim introduced to me a &lt;a href="http://15malaysia.com/films/"&gt;web&lt;/a&gt; that reflecting the reality on Malaysians life. I personally like the way they conveying the massage to the audience which is hidden yet understandably. Of course those film are not as outstanding as those the Hollywood movie, but they actually transmitting some educational massages to the public. And most people would actually get different interpretation after they view the film. But it is all depends on the way you think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the ‘Chocolate’, it shows the contradiction that all of us would make during our life time, sometime we would make the decision that not reflecting our heart just because of some silly indefinable reason. And we regret after the decision was made, but it is always rational indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the short films are made by Malaysians with an open minded, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, please take a look on those film and give some support to them. &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/2008941910601966173-3377421254132249656?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/3377421254132249656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=3377421254132249656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/3377421254132249656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/3377421254132249656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/08/15malaysia.html' title='15Malaysia'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-4823515591109180134</id><published>2009-08-22T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:59:55.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;" &gt;Just a few hours away from the hectic life under exam and report, I finally can get a temporary rest to replenish myself to fight for the coming lab test and another three reports. The whole week I had rushing for my reports and to absorb plus digest all the reading materials before I get into the exam. Somehow I even felt that I had a great hormonal change inside my body and totally inverted my life upside down. Actually it is quite hard for me to believe that I had actually gone through that moment. So, as to celebrate my temporary period of freedom, I had fully arranged my timetable into a day activities. In the morning, after a few tired lectures, I joined my friends to the gym to do some workout for my muscle. I can manage to play a few devices because I had only one hour for the gym session before my next activity in the auditorium, watching movie. Actually I feel not satisfy to the workout because I not really get stretched in the gym. But no choice since I am going to the movie which I felt nice. Then I bought some refreshment, junk food indeed to enjoy it as well with the movie. The movie named The Andromeda Strains which talk something about the virus outspreads. I feel satisfactory to the movie because I can understand the scientific term applied in the movie. But, this movie would probably suit to those science field student, because the scientific term used were quite deep and complicated to those who were not taking science. Beside that, the movie also show how dark and secretive was the American politic and their military and how they actually like to hide secret from their citizen and the entire world. I had enjoyed my movie theater in that auditorium room in block A especially the ambience was really alike to the real cinema except the ‘AJK’ are not well trained with a few technical problem occurs quite frequently. But the over all was good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:SimSun;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373002720857087698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SpC9gdnk3tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EpXO_G1vgaQ/s400/movie.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Later in the evening by 7p.m., we had gathered up to take our dinner in the steamboat restaurant which cost RM 16.90 each person. The meal was totally out of control because it allows you to eat as much as you can. Before the meal, I had actually emptied my stomach thoroughly just to make sure that the money I paid was worth. (I know, this manner is quite cheap for those ‘high class’ people, but what to do since I am just an ordinary student.) I ate scallop, chickens, fish (the most), beef, seafood tofu, and prawns. But I paid too high expectancy to myself, I though I would eat more than that. But, after the meal my stomach was swollen like a five month pregnancy women. All the crazy activities which I feel are quite over to happen in a day, but it is fun. Thanks for the fun memories guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-4823515591109180134?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/4823515591109180134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=4823515591109180134' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4823515591109180134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4823515591109180134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-fiesta.html' title='Crazy Fiesta'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SpC9gdnk3tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EpXO_G1vgaQ/s72-c/movie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-8205363868860838604</id><published>2009-08-16T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:34:17.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Insect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For any guest who was born at 1980an and 1990an, I am pretty sure that you will know whose the guys below are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SofozKoqmtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/asBPuN8zQJg/s1600-h/My+Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 241px" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SofozKoqmtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/asBPuN8zQJg/s320/My+Pictures.jpg" width="321" height="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For so many years until today, I realize that the Bajahitam (black fertilizer) or so called mask man or kamen riders in Japan are simply the insect. It is quite hard for me to accept that my childhood heroes are those insects that I used to dissect in the Lab during my form 6’s insect collection (an assignment). My favorite hero, the Black Superman &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BLACK RX&lt;/span&gt; (that I usually call Bajahitam) is actually the locust (&lt;em&gt;Locustana pardalina&lt;/em&gt;). While the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shadow Moon&lt;/span&gt; as well is also one of the poorly insect that sacrifices to complete my course work, the termite perhaps. Unbelievable, I had dissected my hero =.=!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like their amour actually. Specially when fighting with the lame-fashioned monster (rival), it absolutely verifies my hero is the most fashionable with style. haha&lt;br /&gt;Beside, their vehicles are so ‘yeng’ (stylish). Their motor can stand by themselves and without the need to put the bicycle stand which is too ….. for a hero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370574863384976402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SogdYju0HBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/oVEAfIEpw8Y/s320/modif.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-8205363868860838604?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/8205363868860838604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=8205363868860838604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/8205363868860838604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/8205363868860838604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-insect.html' title='My Insect'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SofozKoqmtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/asBPuN8zQJg/s72-c/My+Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-1274445654065687972</id><published>2009-08-14T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:39:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 7, 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That afternoon, I had my bus ticket back to Butterworth. Happily I was farewell by a newly couple who stop by the bus station just to say good bye. Thank you, that means so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every times back to home, I will look forward for some good ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family means so much for a vagrant who stays away from home for about two month of time. I never knew that I actually miss my family so much until I saw all my family members gather up together for dim sum as the breakfast. Our dim sum was never the same as formerly when every person was around. Ever since my brother work oversea, a full family gathering would never happens except for the Chinese New Year. I would just to say that this trip was far more worth than getting a free ticket to travel oversea. I love my family so much, so I can’t afford to make any decision without a precise measure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-1274445654065687972?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/1274445654065687972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=1274445654065687972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1274445654065687972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/1274445654065687972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-7-2009.html' title='August 7, 2009.'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-143439561637917219</id><published>2009-08-14T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:33:23.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>票行旅游</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SoUuTClFNVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N2LeeAkGGNs/s1600-h/Photo0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SoUuTClFNVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N2LeeAkGGNs/s320/Photo0045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在忙碌的生活中寻找快乐，其实不容易。在这短短的四十八个小时里，我得到了快乐以及寻找到那失去已久的感觉。这一次的旅游并没有遗憾，反而是最有意义的。去不了的我并没有因此而感到失望，因为我相信主的一切安排都是有原因的。&lt;br /&gt;记：八月一号于二号二零零九年。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-143439561637917219?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/143439561637917219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=143439561637917219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/143439561637917219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/143439561637917219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='票行旅游'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SoUuTClFNVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N2LeeAkGGNs/s72-c/Photo0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5540441683444183363</id><published>2009-07-29T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:10:42.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie anyone???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;What could a laptop do when it met two guys and another two girls at 11p.m. in the middle of the night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ans: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SnBBbbkcJcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xT81Snk-L38/s1600-h/notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363859095711131074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SnBBbbkcJcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xT81Snk-L38/s200/notebook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SnBBJfv77mI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_5L8L3QlcLk/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SnBBJfv77mI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_5L8L3QlcLk/s320/DSC01133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363859253268716962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SnBBkmhGHaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JLrJqwbX3ak/s320/rtwm_1_1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla, I know this is not the latest movie but I never watched before!!! So? Must watch la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A brieft synopsis about this movie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I) Two 'Alien', one taxi driver and another professors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;II) Scramble for a 'remove control'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;III) Disney Picture movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But somehow, the two ladies (some said the audience) shouted like we are watching the creepy ghost movie. OMG!!! No doubt they have been thoroughly violated this movie. But why we watch the movie now? Haha, it's all thanks to the guy with spectacles (some said J) had download the movie and ask for the watch. WOW, trust me, the ambience is similar to the real cinema. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ouya, the coming thursday we will watch the 'knowing'&lt;knowing&gt;, got Nicolas Cage (one of the best actor in my list) ler. haha. But, there will be something more excited that I'm waiting for. Guess what? The ladies will sure shouted like watching the scary movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-5540441683444183363?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5540441683444183363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5540441683444183363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5540441683444183363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5540441683444183363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-could-laptop-do-when-it-met-two.html' title='Movie anyone???'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SnBBbbkcJcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xT81Snk-L38/s72-c/notebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-3436285677965301082</id><published>2009-07-28T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:01:00.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humiliation Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Location : 3in 1 restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Time : around 7p.m. – 8p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Position and direction: J sat on my right hand side (90 degree), C sat opposite to J (30 degree from my north).&lt;br /&gt;Initiator : J, start the discussion about the riding and the driving of motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;Editor : C, start the whole story regarding the humiliation dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begin with the conversation regarding the event that C fetch S to some where I don’t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : K, you got driving license ma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K : Got!!! …(sure got la, aiyo)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : o, you know how to ride motorcycle ma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K : know la. …(got license sure know how to drive liao la. lung word!!!)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : oooo, sure very slow de lo. How fast you drive on the highway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K : …( How you know!!! You didn’t even see me ride before. Probably I can drive for 75km/hrs. Ha)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : Sure is just 40km/hrs only lo. Lol. Why so slow de. E! K is your type la. He can even give you a ride to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;If you drive 40km/hrs at the dessert, you both will see the Kerbau walk beside you. Bloom bloom bloom&lt;br /&gt;bloom...... wakakakakaka.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#996633;"&gt;Then in a sudden (pretend E): " Oi! K, you come down la, i drive. aiyooo." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K : =.=!!! …(walao ea! This also can!!! oklo, apparently mean that I'm slow liao lo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : K can you drive a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K : can… (My face seems like don’t know how to drive one mea!!! Out of sudden I smell something not right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : when K parking, (pretending K again.) : E! go arrange the five tiang behind my car seat for me. I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;parking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K : =.=!!! ...(OMG!!! C, you are such a good editor, can edit for the lame story for lame movie liao lo)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C :After the parking was done, (pretend K AGAIN): “E! keep all the tiang and put them on the hind seat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K : hahahaha…. (walao! I so lame mea!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;C : Nonononono… When side parking K will said (pretend K again): “E can you park the car for me.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K : =.=!!! !!! ( @#@#%$, I lamest then the E mea!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the humiliation keep on going going and going… until all of us had finish our meal. BUT, our editor, C still on her half way of her WAT TAN HOR... (Excuse me, who is the slowest one har???!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ouya, one more thing. Do you know why I remain silence all the time??? Cause I don't have any bullet to shoot them. Why leh??? This is all because not 'ke po' enough to scoop any hidden secret from others lo. Perhaps it's time to scoop for my bullet and prepare for the next WAR.... wah ha ha ha ha ha ... ... &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/2008941910601966173-3436285677965301082?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/3436285677965301082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=3436285677965301082' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/3436285677965301082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/3436285677965301082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/07/humiliation-dinner.html' title='Humiliation Dinner'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-2067184660089797794</id><published>2009-07-04T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:59:54.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black-list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sk-KXXXGTpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5H7rBslc7io/s1600-h/79_90_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354650615979331218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sk-KXXXGTpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5H7rBslc7io/s200/79_90_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Recently I found out that something annoying keep happening around me. The thing is like a house flies that strolling above your food table that waiting for the chance to land a feet on your food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is not easy to get close to your closes friend. Because when people stay together at a longer time, problems will appear. They will start to be lazy to care about their image as a friend and start to ignore about their part as friend. And end up to be a different identity between inside and the outside. In this case, I would tend to be a silencer and being an audience to watch for the show. But, other than that I would put this guy into my black list. What is a black list? It is a limitation/threshold in every each person heart to judge on other people. Once, a person’s name is carved in the black list, it will be hard to erase it. And then, a pessimistic view would be labeled on the person in every each motion taken. Being black listed is something that is unwanted yet innocent. But for me, I would not black listed people without a warning. Perhaps it is something to do with the person’s attitude as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do you have a black list as I do? Am I in your list? Hopefully not. Hahaha &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/2008941910601966173-2067184660089797794?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/2067184660089797794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=2067184660089797794' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2067184660089797794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2067184660089797794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-list.html' title='Black-list'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sk-KXXXGTpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5H7rBslc7io/s72-c/79_90_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-6174038313382905047</id><published>2009-07-02T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:03:14.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good looking and beloved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What is coffee? What is wine? Of course everyone knows what they are, but are you sure to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundred per cent sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353855756624320434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sky3cdhF17I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sYkwbmJF6To/s320/FC02-8638.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Coffee is something that smells great once it was ready to serve in hot. The aromatic come from it always make people feel refreshing and spiritually replenished in just a few minute. But, when time passed, a cup of hot coffee will turn cool (without ice), then it’s another topic. When a coffee turns cool, it smelled not as great as the hot and once drinks it makes you feel nauseate except you add some ice or hot water, but the taste will totally change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353855759810109346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sky3cpYpH6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/L7Lj35h5cr8/s320/redWine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wine is different from coffee that the aromatic won’t be as grateful as the one freshly produce from the fermentation. Wine usually takes longer time, when time longer it become more precious and more quality. Wine can serve in many different ways, in cool with ice, normal room temperature, and even hot (after cooked). Perhaps the taste might change but it end up being special in different situation. Moreover, wine always is the only beverage that would arouse the feel of romantic and seducible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a reader do you understand the difference between Coffee and Wine? Perhaps next time you would need to say: “He/ She is my glass of wine” or “He / She is my cup of Coffee”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-6174038313382905047?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/6174038313382905047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=6174038313382905047' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/6174038313382905047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/6174038313382905047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-looking-and-beloved.html' title='Good looking and beloved.'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sky3cdhF17I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sYkwbmJF6To/s72-c/FC02-8638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-4319241515789012793</id><published>2009-06-24T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T05:41:22.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan’s Version of M@plestory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Caution: this article DOES NOT contain violation. IF you scared to be SIEN, don’t ever dare to read this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kampar is a peaceful little country that partitioned into five cities which are the Manchester, Oxford, Ching Hwa, Yale, and Harvard. Every half of a year, there would be hundreds of thousands of beginner come to Kampar for only one reason, to get a suitable job in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over two thousand of beginner arrived to Kampar. At that time, the monsters in Kampar were few, so lots of the beginners are unable to level up. Then, there come a beginner, Cindy, she start to register a guild called BCG (Biotech Crazy Group) and a lot of people had joined to this guild. Officially, this guild had launched a visit to a guild quest at the Pig Beach few months ago, unfortunately, yet no one was eligible to take a job. This unfortunately event had cause strive of monster to appear in Kampar. This monster is ego and pride. When a beginner was chased by this monster, it will start to horn out loudly “Pon…. Pon…..” resulting a lot of beginner afraid to step out from their door. However, miracle had took place, one of the beginner, Rebecca from BCG guild has successfully take down some of the monster and leveled up to become a WORRIOR. With her advanced skill, she had successfully reduced some of the monster in this town. One day (it’s a double drop rate), she had manage to get an amour for herself from the monster she taken down. The picture below is the WORRIOR Rebecca with her amour. Let’s give her a salute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yeah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350872660144734002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SkIeVZJGvzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UF-xglQmi_g/s320/DSC00828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ End ~&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/2008941910601966173-4319241515789012793?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/4319241515789012793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=4319241515789012793' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4319241515789012793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4319241515789012793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/06/jordans-version-of-mplestory.html' title='Jordan’s Version of M@plestory'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SkIeVZJGvzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UF-xglQmi_g/s72-c/DSC00828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-202014529769262459</id><published>2009-05-19T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:15:00.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>恐怖电影</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;最近电影界为了市场的表现，推出了许多的电影，尤其是恐怖电影就越来越多。每个人对恐怖电影有个只得看发。我的看法就是这样地。。。。&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;泰国的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- eg. Coffin, Coming Soon …&lt;br /&gt;- 看起来是很恐怖，但通常都是有头无尾的。而且很喜欢用因果循环为卖点。不过看了总是有让人连毛都站起来的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中国的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- 来来去去不是长发的就是红衣的，脸青青，通常以报仇为大纲。造就出人们不犯错的行为。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;香港的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- 很喜欢弄到很恐怖，不过不知道怎么的总是一看就觉得是在做戏。恐怖就在于明明知道是在做戏可是还是会吓到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- eg. The ring (Japan)&lt;br /&gt;- 通常以平常人不以为然的事做得很恐怖，引发出内心的恐惧。害得很多人做每件事都疑神疑鬼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美国的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- eg. 28 weeks later, eagle eye ….&lt;br /&gt;- 越来越会攻于心理上的刺激感。越来越喜欢用未来的事为题材来启发人民，恐怖的是他的戏真的引发了了我心中的恐惧感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;英国的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- Dracula, Twilight&lt;br /&gt;- 很喜欢把鬼跟爱情结合在一起。恐怖就在头头是爱情戏后来是鬼戏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新加坡的恐怖片&lt;br /&gt;- 看得出是每出戏都想得奖的感觉。恐怖就在于那竞争心理。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过最近大马也有越来越多的鬼戏出现，恐怖就在于说‘马来西亚人尽然恐怖到连鬼戏都不会拍，搞到什么Power Ranger + Monster的东东出来，我国的影坛的未来还真是恐怖啊。’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-202014529769262459?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/202014529769262459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=202014529769262459' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/202014529769262459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/202014529769262459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='恐怖电影'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-47567167578475654</id><published>2009-04-30T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:52:16.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>一瓶泪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfqbxDetpQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EB7gRfdsLmM/s1600-h/drop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfqbxDetpQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/EB7gRfdsLmM/s400/drop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;从前，在耳纳特，一个四季都被白雪冰封的小村子里住有一位很特别的小女孩，名叫依丽亚。罗丝玛丽。 她从来都不掉过一滴眼泪，所以村里的人都叫她雪女，就是为了形容她那冷酷及从来都不曾掉泪的性格。长大后的她，周遭更是坎坷，时常会被村里的百姓利用。但她依旧没为这些事而落泪。她不哭并不是因为她没感情，只不过是她从来就不掉泪。但是她的感情却比任何人都还要来的丰富，比其他人更真。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，依丽亚在树林里砍材。忽然她发现有一位勇士躺在雪地上。身上的红血沾染了整个洁白的雪。依丽亚二话不说就连忙把那位勇士扶回村里为他治疗。很幸运的，它及时被救活了。那位勇士是来自维多利亚而来，名叫杰克。只因为路途中迷失了方向，而又被野兽袭击。在依丽亚的照料下，杰克痊愈了。日子久了，杰克爱上了依丽亚。而很快的他们就结婚了。从那开始，依丽亚时常脸带欢笑，村民都觉得她变了。不过，好景不长，那勇士听说自己的领土受到了威胁，所以又披上了灰甲对依丽亚交待后就往维多利亚而去。日子一天一天的过去，依丽亚时常回到那第一次遇见杰克的树林里等杰克回来。直到有一天，有一群勇士来到那里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;领导者遇见了依丽亚便问道：“耳纳特村庄是否在前面呢”？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依丽亚回答说：“就在前面不远处”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;领导者又问: “那你可知道谁是依丽亚吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依丽亚回答道：“我就是，请问有什么事吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着，那一群勇士就散开，中间走来了两位士兵，抬着杰克来到了依丽亚面前。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;领导者告诉说：“杰克，他在乱战中跟敌方的王者交手，不料被埋埋伏了，还被敌人给杀了。他很坚强，折腾了三天，当我们发现他后说出了他的遗言才死去的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依丽亚看见了，心都碎了，不过她就是哭不出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她往天空说道：“让我哭吧”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着，天空就照下一道蓝白色的光，依丽亚的眼睛就掉下了一滴泪水，直往杰克的眼里去。在那一杀那间，强烈的光线从他们身上发出，照亮了整个阴暗的树林。最后，光线渐渐消失了。在勇士眼前出现了一个比水晶还要亮的冰像，跟着杰克的眼睛就张开了。杰克醒来后发现站在身旁的竟然是自己的妻子，依丽亚。随着就抱着那冰像疼心的哭了。就在那一杀那间，冰像的眼睛流出了一滴泪水，滴在雪地上变成钻石般的冰泪，然后，那冰像就消失了。杰克拿起那一块冰，放进了一个瓶子中，溶成了水，形成了一瓶泪水。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; 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People who looked innocently would turn out in the MSN to advertise some ‘PORN’ MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The story is like this (might be a granfather story for you, but cope with it) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night L ask me some question, later on she give me a link to the youtube and keep praising how good is this and that and said: “If UTAR got one of them already cukup.” Then I curiously ask her what is the MV about. Is that‘porn’. Then she said yalo, some more I’m inside, yek jor lei lo. WAH!! If that so I need to wash my eye liao lo. (not preparing to see but just dirty). OK, since my curiosity is greater than anything else. Some more, she keep promoting the MV. So, I just sacrifice and take a watch on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Youtube movie, haiz…. Need to download and my line is like a snail. No, even a snail is faster than the line. Meanwhile I also play the MV. 1st thing appear, an eye. Then come out a girl pulling up her skirt. And then, what come up next??? I asked myself. ……… The MV playing a group of Korean guys singing and dancing. That ok, but as the song keep moving on, they start to sing something naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked…. Haiz……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, what so you think about this case? Was she the one who had changed? Or there are something wrong to my ear, but I replay and replay and replay for n time. The result is…..naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you want to know what song is that? Haha. Take this link and go see yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceK02hpTwhw&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceK02hpTwhw&amp;amp;feature=channel_page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouya, don’t forget to tell me whether you heard the same thing as I do. &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/2008941910601966173-2284049250441957307?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/2284049250441957307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=2284049250441957307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2284049250441957307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/2284049250441957307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-influence-of-final-exam.html' title='The great influence of final exam'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-5045858607902441794</id><published>2009-04-26T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:48:52.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>黃立行+劉若英 = 分開旅行</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7aY4tomcEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7aY4tomcEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;刘若英-分开旅行 专辑:我的失败与伟大 作词:姚谦 作曲:david usher jeff pearce 编曲:陈伟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我选择去洛杉矶你一个人要飞向巴黎&lt;br /&gt;尊重各自的决定维持和平的爱情&lt;br /&gt;相爱是一种习题在自由和亲密中游移&lt;br /&gt;你问过太多次我爱不爱你&lt;br /&gt;black blacd heart send给你我的心&lt;br /&gt;计划是分开旅行啊&lt;br /&gt;为何像结局&lt;br /&gt;我明白停在你的怀里&lt;br /&gt;却不一定在你心里&lt;br /&gt;巴黎下了一整天雨&lt;br /&gt;我不想要去证明也不知道怎么证明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;相爱是两人事情我不喜欢你怀疑&lt;br /&gt;怀疑爱是可怕的武器谋杀了爱情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;我在这里本来是晴朗好天气&lt;br /&gt;black blacd heart send给你我的心&lt;br /&gt;计划是分开旅行啊&lt;br /&gt;为何像结局&lt;br /&gt;我明白停在你的怀里&lt;br /&gt;却不一定在你心里&lt;br /&gt;巴黎下了一整天雨(两个人分开去旅行...)&lt;br /&gt;rap:&lt;br /&gt;休息一下不需要那么的密集&lt;br /&gt;不必每一秒钟都粘在一起&lt;br /&gt;你问我爱不爱你这个不是个问题&lt;br /&gt;早就说过需要空间才能继续&lt;br /&gt;我也真的不希望你离去&lt;br /&gt;我们就试试看各走各的路&lt;br /&gt;嘘～别哭&lt;br /&gt;这个只是短短的度假&lt;br /&gt;别搞得那么复杂&lt;br /&gt;你不是一直说要去巴黎吗 &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/2008941910601966173-5045858607902441794?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/5045858607902441794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=5045858607902441794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5045858607902441794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/5045858607902441794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_26.html' title='黃立行+劉若英 = 分開旅行'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-4974257814942407257</id><published>2009-04-25T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:35:17.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Just for laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today’s mood is soooooo down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can’t even smile to any of my friends. I thought this would be sweep away after my nap. However, my mood gone even worse after that. I tried a lot of things to make myself not that DOWN. But not each of it is workable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fortunately, there is a show in this world called Just for laugh&lt;just&gt;. It is so popular, don’t tell me that you not even heard it before, or else I will look at you like a gorilla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This program always makes some serious and solemn thing into funniest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever saw a nun would seduced by a macho shirtless guy at the street? Do you ever saw a group of fireman do silly thing on the open street? And have you ever saw any of the policemen would wear underwear or a silk on the public? Hahahahahahaha. Here it is, look at this. Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328635690227927906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfMd7Y2BC2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/BIYWGBreNLA/s400/step+1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328635994235402178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfMeNFXC98I/AAAAAAAAADY/10ELc_MCjDw/s400/step+2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the funniest one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636389383068226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfMekFZl2kI/AAAAAAAAADg/g1ojk-3gne4/s400/step+3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;look!! how the silky guy stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636847430734178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfMe-vwqkWI/AAAAAAAAADo/cfs6lixIuqw/s400/step+4.png" border="0" /&gt;Sometimes, things should not always do by law. If that so, this world would be sooooooooo sien.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2008941910601966173-4974257814942407257?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/4974257814942407257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=4974257814942407257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4974257814942407257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/4974257814942407257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-mood-is-soooooo-down.html' title='Thank you Just for laugh'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SfMd7Y2BC2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/BIYWGBreNLA/s72-c/step+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-8161052620739017313</id><published>2009-04-17T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:05:04.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>蹦大碗</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sel6Ws53ogI/AAAAAAAAADA/rM3YexAhBpA/s1600-h/bangdaiwoon-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sel6Ws53ogI/AAAAAAAAADA/rM3YexAhBpA/s400/bangdaiwoon-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;最近的天气很闷热，所以就买了一包蹦大碗来消热气。蹦大碗有三种喝法。&lt;br /&gt;第一就是的咯。&lt;br /&gt;第二，就是加糖浆咯。&lt;br /&gt;第三就是加盐啦。&lt;br /&gt;不过，加盐是要不得的，因为很难喝！！！加了盐的蹦大碗有很重的青草味，超难喝。&lt;br /&gt;蹦大碗，据咖啡店的安蒂说是喝凉的噢。所以呢，喝喝看也无妨咯。不过这么一包要块四钱呢。咖啡店多好赚啊。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-8161052620739017313?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/8161052620739017313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=8161052620739017313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/8161052620739017313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/8161052620739017313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_17.html' title='蹦大碗'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sel6Ws53ogI/AAAAAAAAADA/rM3YexAhBpA/s72-c/bangdaiwoon-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-10796774586067512</id><published>2009-04-17T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:49:47.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing of Maplesea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeiWpf_yDOI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1GebSxGHqs/s1600-h/maplesea_pek+chek.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325672199073434850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeiWpf_yDOI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1GebSxGHqs/s400/maplesea_pek+chek.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last year I start my first journey in maplesea without any solid reason. But for now, I finally know that maplesea can actually train a person’s endurance. Don’t get it? Ok let me explain to you with several examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st player (me) has the opportunity learnt to put it up on what other people brickbat and ‘perying’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd player can learn to tolerate with others in the game and also in the reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325672423579111506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeiW2kWG0FI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vQg7yIEhuIo/s400/maplesea_endurance.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The story is like this. My friends keep asking me whether or not maple is a good game. For me, of course la, because I’m playing ma.&lt;br /&gt;Then he shows an eager face to me that he willing to create an account to play. But few minutes later he said: “what la, maple is so childish, jumping here and there and some more it’s ‘2D’ wor. Haiz….”.&lt;br /&gt;OK, what can I do? No doubt, maple is quite childish in term of its characters, but the graphic is what the thing I like and it shows me the true face of the world at which there are so many kind of people in the world that some are nice, friendly, lazy, arrogant, materialistic and etc. Any behavior you can speak out, you may see in there.&lt;br /&gt;Ou…ya… something about that guy, he had asking me such kind of question every time I play maple. And the dialog is always similar with that I just mentioned. So, I finally run out with a solution to handle this kind of person which is --- Ignore Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person, who do not really play maple before, get ‘pek chek’ easily.&lt;br /&gt;He is also another person who show an eager heart (or not) to play maple, so he ask me to cut and paste the game patch for him, but when there is just a little thing stuck there or just a little error, he start to muttering this and that. Finally, he hates maple because of the freaking hacking shield provided by the maple services. So, in a room of mine, there is one man (the one who keep showing eager face to play maple and end up ‘perying’ me) and another easily ‘pek chek’ guy, hah…… speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do think about your level of endurance? Are yours high enough? If not, try to meet with both of the guys above and see. Maybe, my level of endurance is still low, but since I’m still a mapler, I still have the chances to train myself. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2008941910601966173-10796774586067512?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/10796774586067512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=10796774586067512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/10796774586067512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/10796774586067512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/amazing-of-maplesea.html' title='The Amazing of Maplesea'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeiWpf_yDOI/AAAAAAAAACw/V1GebSxGHqs/s72-c/maplesea_pek+chek.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-671357529602728005</id><published>2009-04-12T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:01:20.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>在等什么呢？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeIjquqV3II/AAAAAAAAACI/MieibrSir5s/s1600-h/1_200704251536151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeIjquqV3II/AAAAAAAAACI/MieibrSir5s/s320/1_200704251536151.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;人往往会把自己宝贵的时间建设在等待，&lt;br /&gt;等待其他人去接受他；&lt;br /&gt;等待其他人原谅他；&lt;br /&gt;有些则会把时间浪费在责怪他人；&lt;br /&gt;有些甚至在等待其他人来了解他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事情能解决早就可以解决，&lt;br /&gt;无需任何的等待；&lt;br /&gt;需要时间的是逃避，&lt;br /&gt;因为时间是冲淡往事的妙方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;往往改变自己去应变环境才是要点，&lt;br /&gt;因为并非所有的事都如我们所愿；&lt;br /&gt;盼望其他人的改变就是在等待，&lt;br /&gt;既然如此为何不改变自己来应变未来呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-671357529602728005?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/671357529602728005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=671357529602728005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/671357529602728005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/671357529602728005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='在等什么呢？'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SeIjquqV3II/AAAAAAAAACI/MieibrSir5s/s72-c/1_200704251536151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-7721250708393452390</id><published>2009-04-05T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:37:46.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Math !!!</title><content type='html'>WHAT DE ToooooooT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why lectures like to torture their student and make them transforming into a hybrid nocturnal OWLANDA (owl + panda)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321459170526728354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sdme69n9kKI/AAAAAAAAABw/gDAHc7jU0pQ/s320/owlanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some even hanging two fish ball on their eyes and transforming into golden-fish. WOW!! Golden-fish-mermaid ler. But in term of face only…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321459555068699874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SdmfRWJ6ZOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MjhgVbS1Gc8/s320/celestial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The above two are still ok. Some time you may even seen a tremendous creature with a black face and keep thumping the chest like….. GORILLA…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321459790924297042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SdmffEyRM1I/AAAAAAAAACA/LyaUY-VGX7k/s320/gorilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That’s why, Kampar student are always so lucky that everyone are living with the nature, and will frequently have the chances to meet some strange and precious creature. By the way, Biotech student for sure are frequently meet a variety of creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being ‘Pek Chek’ discussing and tackling the statistic question is like accidentally eat a chili padi and no water to ease you down…….. suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, its not that suffer at all, but consider there will have two tests in the corner, and a presentation starring at you, eye on eye and keep poking at you. What would you feel? Some more, answer for the question is so variety like loitering in the TESCO. WAH!! Speechless….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two night, chasing to finish the assignment is so tired yet enjoyable. Although, keep hearing the ‘&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love story&lt;/span&gt;’ and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jj’s song&lt;/span&gt; over and over again. Even dreaming the song will still playing on and on in your mind. However, thing get easy as this is a group assignment. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Reid&lt;/span&gt;, (WOW, R square), I think we had done a good job even thought the result is still unknown. Thanks that you guys push me up to the critical point. You know what! These were the first time I dint sleep for the whole night. Wah! Hahahahahaha….. Siao liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2008941910601966173-7721250708393452390?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/7721250708393452390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=7721250708393452390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/7721250708393452390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/7721250708393452390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/power-of-math.html' title='The Power of Math !!!'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/Sdme69n9kKI/AAAAAAAAABw/gDAHc7jU0pQ/s72-c/owlanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2008941910601966173.post-232928032808690706</id><published>2009-04-05T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:16:09.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noctiluca 夜光藻</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SdmdheUFUSI/AAAAAAAAABg/V2FJT3RmUjQ/s1600-h/noctiluca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321457633113493794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SdmdheUFUSI/AAAAAAAAABg/V2FJT3RmUjQ/s320/noctiluca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;夜光藻是甲藻门的一个海产属。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="细胞" href="http://www.hudong.com/wiki/%E7%BB%86%E8%83%9E"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;细胞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;圆形呈囊状，没有外壳，具有一条能动的触手。细胞无色或绿色，大量密集时呈红色。具有发光能力。属表层沿岸种类，分布广，世界各海域均有分布。&lt;br /&gt;夜光藻赤潮为桔红色。夜光藻大小约100至1000um，肉眼可见，夜光藻主要在海表层，在夜间可以看到海表有火花状亮点。夜光藻作为海洋环境中的一种耐污生物，在富营养化的海区内分布尤盛。夜光藻虽然它本身不含毒素，但是由于它形成赤潮时，大量的夜光藻粘附于&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="鱼鳃" href="http://www.hudong.com/wiki/%E9%B1%BC%E9%B3%83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;鱼鳃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;上，阻碍了鱼类呼吸并导致鱼类窒息死亡；同时夜光藻死亡分解过程中所产生的尸碱和&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="硫化氢" href="http://www.hudong.com/wiki/%E7%A1%AB%E5%8C%96%E6%B0%A2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;硫化氢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;，使海水变质，危害水体生态环境。此外，它还能渗透出高浓度的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="氨" href="http://www.hudong.com/wiki/%E6%B0%A8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;氨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;和&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="磷" href="http://www.hudong.com/wiki/%E7%A3%B7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;磷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;。因此需警惕在网箱养殖区发生该种赤潮。繁殖过剩并密集在一起时，形成“赤潮”，此时，每毫升海水中可达1000个以上，使鱼类及其他生物呼吸器官发生阻塞，使生物致死。形成“赤潮”的种类。&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/2008941910601966173-232928032808690706?l=noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/feeds/232928032808690706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2008941910601966173&amp;postID=232928032808690706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/232928032808690706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2008941910601966173/posts/default/232928032808690706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noctiluca-nks.blogspot.com/2009/04/noctiluca.html' title='Noctiluca 夜光藻'/><author><name>Jaydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06018690836061132917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/S-zWj32qDOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bO0ptB30qAo/S220/BCG.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d8My22-M8oM/SdmdheUFUSI/AAAAAAAAABg/V2FJT3RmUjQ/s72-c/noctiluca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
