<?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-7026763027996170493</id><updated>2011-10-11T16:14:32.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser's corner</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is like a box of chocolates, sometimes you find liquor, berries, cream, raisins or just plain NUTS.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-554975978184722588</id><published>2011-01-31T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:15:54.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moocher Syndrome</title><content type='html'>What is a moocher syndrome? Someone who survives off another person's cash/income/generosity. These characters or people believe that they are owed something for nothing. One who even if they have their own money, food, clothes, etc. will still use someone else's first. It does not matter if that person is super-rich, rich, moderate or poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moocher syndrome is also sometimes known as the Gollum Syndrome. Gollum is a character in a film known as the “Lord of the Rings.” He started out as a fairly normal being and was transformed into a hideous monster by his obsession or greed for the ring that could not be quenched. Gollum said things like “We must have the Precious !!!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the original moochers is a character called Wimpy in Popeye who frequently said “I'll gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.” These people usually take advantage of others generosity, kindness, and call you their &lt;strong&gt;“friend”&lt;/strong&gt; when all they want to do is USE you and ABUSE you, and NEVER LET YOU GO !!! Even if you take care of them when they are sick and unwell, it goes with a thanks which means nothing. For all they are made of is either envious which eventually becomes jealousy. Remember the saying she became so green with jealousy that she became a "green-eyed monster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These moochers may earn a good money, have a good job/career but they will make it a point that they are tight with cash. If they have possessions, then complain that they are very tight on cash, and need to be paid for house, siblings loan, parents well-being etc. etc. Generally moochers are scroungers who takes advantage of the generosity of others. Once they are done with you or come to a realisation that they can longer get any cash from you, they move on to another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing such an insignificance or rather a sad and un-encouraging entry...Well, at least I can finally let it out of my system that I have been so daft and unfortunate to encounter such character(s) in my life. These people almost broke my sanity, my health, my relationship with my husband and overall my well being. But that is in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am alive, well and it is a miracle. I send love for these moocher(s) that have come along in my life. I may not be friends with these people but I give them love nevertheless. I ask God to forgive my anger towards them. I apologise for not being able to forget all these resentments and anger etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope with God's will that I am able to live a life of happiness, joy, peace, in abundance, ever-giving and forgiving of others regardless of their actions &amp; motive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-554975978184722588?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/554975978184722588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/moocher-syndrome.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/554975978184722588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/554975978184722588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/moocher-syndrome.html' title='Moocher Syndrome'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6964322456822230710</id><published>2011-01-07T23:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:58:31.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salud</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone. I have been missing in action and my entries have been non-existence for the last two quarters of 2010. I do have reasons and excuses. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main resolution this year is letting go, acceptance and forgiveness. To achieve them I believe I have to combine all my positive and negative thoughts in order to achieve the ultimate healthy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to some, the healthy thinking statement is one that is believable. Hope is the belief that something is attainable. Thus, I must believe that the little inner voice in me more and hopefully more often. The inner voice that is saying possible and attainable. At the same time, I must also accept all the monkey chatters with grace (Note: I refer my ego as 'monkey chatters'). So help me God...so many monkeys chatting away all the time...singing away, all the time...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I realise that covering up my negative emotions with positive thoughts is not going to enhance my beliefs. Normally, I do lots of covering up of my negative thoughts as sadness, unhappiness, frustrations, disappointments by affirmations of positive words. This approach almost always makes me feel better but only on a short term basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have decided on a rather challenging approach and that is to change my thought process in order to heal my inner self. The first step is to recognise all the negative thought process that keeps popping up like Windows pop-up in my head. I am not saying that I am accepting these negative thoughts but recognising it/them as a way of letting it be. Recognising helps in changing my thought process and healing my inner self to change my beliefs for the better. The last couple of months I have met some people whom were supportive and helpful in my quest of having achieving healthy thoughts regularly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I have a long way to go but at least I have begun on a healing journey. And the best part is that my body believes in it. My mind accepts it and I am a much happier person than what I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for a new and continuous healthy beliefs which can enable me to move forward for the better, become a wiser person, being more compassionate and tolerant towards others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6964322456822230710?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6964322456822230710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/salute.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6964322456822230710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6964322456822230710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/salute.html' title='Salud'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1772741259038004315</id><published>2010-06-24T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T13:06:18.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret, sacred..neither</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot of controversy over the last few years as to whether Reiki healing symbols should be secret, sacred or neither. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one time, all the symbols were kept secret to the extent that the Master/teacher told the students to memorise them and destroy any written images of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher/master do not feel that they should be secret. It makes no more sense for her to hide the symbols than it would to hide a cross, or a Hold Grail (if already found) or an APPLE logo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A symbol *stands for* something. It is not the 'something' itself. Even if it was, universal life force energy is already everywhere... how do you hide that??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for sacred, according to my teacher/master (Note: She heard it from another person but could not remember whom though):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe in nothing, everything is sacred; I believe in everything, nothing is sacred." Sacred is, I believe, in the eyes of the beholder. And for me, I love to share and glorify sacred things by showing them." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My master/teacher only share the versions of the symbols given to her by teachers who share his/her views. She also organises regular workshops for her students(Note: Unfortunately, she is based in India). In her workshop, she shares many, many other methods and symbols with her students. How I wish I could beam myself to be in her workshop in a blink! Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my master/teacher, ultimately, healing is always up to the energy and the client, regardless of the practitioner's actions or lack thereof. The intent is important. If any Reiki symbols is used for bad intent then it will NOT work. Reiki is all about good intent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reiki can only be given with a positive intent. No one wants the bad Karma. It helps to release the negative energy trapped by the body on the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I have nothing against those masters/teachers who teaches students to keep learning method and symbols a secret. However, I sincerely feel these teachers are 'old-school' and very typical old-fashioned. They probably live in so much fear that their mind is so closed to be open. Only when you go to them, then you get the knowledge (maybe some and not all). That is why lots of valuable knowledge from the East dies with its master/teacher. Nothing in written format. Sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1772741259038004315?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1772741259038004315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/secret-sacredneither.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1772741259038004315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1772741259038004315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/secret-sacredneither.html' title='Secret, sacred..neither'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-3030024997487141345</id><published>2010-06-11T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:00:02.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving &amp; Receiving</title><content type='html'>Giving allows others to receive. Receiving allows others to give. It is a circle, a cycle, a continuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It simply means that if you wish for something, and instead of expecting the receiving end, be the GIVER. Let go unpleasant emotions such as selfish, anger, annoyance, sadness, reckless &amp; childish and somewhat erratic behaviour etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be happy, do not seek for it. For happiness comes within. Seek inner peace. Forgive yourself, forgive others without any condition &amp; resentment and seek spiritual rejuvenation for your soul. When the soul is truly happy and full of joy, even the most deadly disease will cease to exist. It is that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you give, give your all in good faith without any expectation, for the Universe will repay you. It is all about the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to break the circle or to keep the energy flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of seeking others for comfort, meaningful relationship, conversation etc. etc., be humble and do the opposite. Give your time to people, to friends and do it with good faith though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of your comfort zone whether you are introvert, semi-introvert, extrovert, extreme-extrovert...Stop the sour-face, sad-face, long-face, face-in-pain and subtle &amp; deadly resentment. Start giving your time to others even when adversity is hammering on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself, when was the last time you actually gave a hood about someone who cared about you, your health and well-being or someone who just made your day when needed most or when you were down, ill, in-pain, in-confusion, in-trouble etc. He or she may not be your best pal but nevertheless kind in nature and were there when needed most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one takes the other for granted, the universe does the same. When you take, you must give with complete honesty, compassion, joy, love and good-faith. The other person must feel and believe that you are doing so with such a manner too. You can lie or pretend to a person(s) but not to the universe and your inner-self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what the Dalai Lama says:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As human beings we all want to be happy and free from misery… we have learned that the key to happiness is inner peace. The greatest obstacles to inner peace are disturbing emotions such as anger, attachment, fear and suspicion, while love and compassion and a sense of universal responsibility are the sources of peace and happiness.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least have inner peace, happiness, do good, give others your time as well and may the universe &amp; the almighty God pour upon his blessings unto you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-3030024997487141345?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3030024997487141345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/giving-receiving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3030024997487141345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3030024997487141345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/giving-receiving.html' title='Giving &amp; Receiving'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5444319024398974433</id><published>2010-06-09T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:01:37.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grief</title><content type='html'>My Wednesdays are on of the best day in the week. So far, it has been a ritual of going out with a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friendship with this friend developed in stages. First she was a stranger, then an acquaintance, then a casual friend, a neighbour and eventually we became good buddies/friends. It is also great that we both make an effort to make time for each other to meet up and update each-other. So, I really look forward for our weekly meet. Good friend(s) are hard to come by and I cherish the very few I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both may be of different religion &amp; background but we sure do share one religion on matters concerning spirituality, compassion, inner-peace and dogs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had long planned to get my new saree blouse fixed (Note: Gosh, my hubby's eye is going to pop-out when he sees me in it...wink, wink! My father-in-law definitely need his sun-glasses on when he sees me in it :P). We went to see one of the best Indian tailor in town (located in Wilayah complex). The tailor's name is Vincent. He is artistic, good in his work and darn expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the we headed to Royal Selangor club for lunch with another friend whom I met for the first time. Let's just refer to this new friend as A. So sad, A's husband just passed away couple months ago. She's got three girls. The eldest two in college and the youngest being nine years. Her husband died due to cancer (relapse, 4th stage of prostate cancer and also tumour in the head.....) He hubby was only 54 years of age when he died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A has many friends but not one is free to listen or just have a decent conversation...Poor woman is in grieving stage and no one to speak to until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't get to do my many other more important errands that I had scheduled for, I am truly happy and at peace and grateful that I had the opportunity to be there for a complete stranger in need (well, she is a friend now). All three of us had lovely lunch and one of the best teh-tarik kurang manis in town! Of course my diet 'kaput'/busted! Oh well... I hope to see her again sometime soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day is truly complete even though I am down with a bad sore-throat and building up a fever too... Giving A a good hug too feels good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am far from perfect but by being a giver feels as good as being a receiver too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I end today's entry with this quote:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not stand on a high pedestal and take 5 cents in your hand and say, "here, my poor man", but be grateful that the poor man is there, so by making a gift to him you are able to help yourself. It is not the receiver that is blessed, but it is the giver. Be thankful that you are allowed to exercise your power of benevolence and mercy in the world, and thus become pure and perfect.” ~ by Swami Vivekananda quotes (Indian Spiritual leader of the Hindu religion (Vedanta). Disciple of the famous 19th century mystic-saint Sri Ramakrishna of Calcutta. Founder of the Ramakrishna Order of Monks. 1863-1902)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5444319024398974433?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5444319024398974433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/grief.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5444319024398974433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5444319024398974433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/grief.html' title='Grief'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5927850282969041691</id><published>2010-05-09T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:13:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mother's Love</title><content type='html'>This poem is by Helen Steiner Rice. Dedicated to all mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mother's love is something&lt;br /&gt;that no one can explain,&lt;br /&gt;It is made of deep devotion&lt;br /&gt;and of sacrifice and pain,&lt;br /&gt;It is endless and unselfish&lt;br /&gt;and enduring come what may&lt;br /&gt;For nothing can destroy it&lt;br /&gt;or take that love away . . .&lt;br /&gt;It is patient and forgiving&lt;br /&gt;when all others are forsaking,&lt;br /&gt;And it never fails or falters&lt;br /&gt;even though the heart is breaking . . .&lt;br /&gt;It believes beyond believing&lt;br /&gt;when the world around condemns,&lt;br /&gt;And it glows with all the beauty&lt;br /&gt;of the rarest, brightest gems . . .&lt;br /&gt;It is far beyond defining,&lt;br /&gt;it defies all explanation,&lt;br /&gt;And it still remains a secret&lt;br /&gt;like the mysteries of creation . . . &lt;br /&gt;A many splendoured miracle&lt;br /&gt;man cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;And another wondrous evidence&lt;br /&gt;of God's tender guiding hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5927850282969041691?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5927850282969041691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5927850282969041691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5927850282969041691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-love.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1820700748911494045</id><published>2010-05-09T10:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:01:15.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/S-YlMaCLmjI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cngDX0Cz2Go/s1600/P1030824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/S-YlMaCLmjI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cngDX0Cz2Go/s200/P1030824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469099692565174834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your kindness&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your compassion&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your caring&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for feeding &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cooking&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching about the good, bad &amp; ugly&lt;br /&gt;AND above all&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your unconditional love &amp; believing in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all my crystals &amp; jewellery pieces that I own, mommy dearest, you are the rarest gem in the world and no amount of wealth/money can replace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, hugs and kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1820700748911494045?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1820700748911494045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1820700748911494045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1820700748911494045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy.html' title='Mommy'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/S-YlMaCLmjI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cngDX0Cz2Go/s72-c/P1030824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-3636542742503797676</id><published>2010-05-08T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T15:00:02.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Oh blimey, it is only the month of May and I am overwhelmed with bezillion stuff. Some are tough, some do not seem to be encouraging but life goes on. I am grateful that I still have the courage and ability to go through my daily task (however mundane it can be), put up with trying &amp; tiresome plus ever so crappy characters and those darn KL traffic!!! Essentially, I was reading something that Dr. Maya Angelou wrote. As a fan and admirer of her, I wanted to share her write-up/poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday. Oprah asked, what she thought of growing older. And, she said:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as "making a life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-3636542742503797676?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3636542742503797676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3636542742503797676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3636542742503797676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8392898847000252588</id><published>2010-04-22T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:00:04.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AM</title><content type='html'>I have not posted an entry for the longest time and here I am writing about something rather sticky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I just feel like I should...like letting go... It is about AM (Pseudo name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM recently wrote to me that her second marriage is heading towards spiltsville. By now, both husband &amp; wife's respective lawyers would be finalising on who gets what etc. etc. I will not get into details, just that the tendency of AM getting into series of massive &amp; some notorious relationships whenever she breaks up with a partner...The tendency is there and has been since our university days and yes, it has started now. It is sad when a child is involved...Imagine the kid having to like someone so much ..and having to restart everything again...Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know AM's side of the story and do not know what her soon-to-be ex has to say. I will not take sides when her soon-to-ex eventually has to say something... It takes 'two to tango'. I will always be there for AM (as I used to when her numerous relationship broke apart). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM earns decent amount of money and works overseas and is a PR abroad. AM can provide all that money can for her child's education and daily needs and more. However the most frustrating and disappointing thing is that AM is unable and incapable to nurture not only her previous marriage(s) BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY her child's upbringing &amp; well-being...(In fact, anyone close who has tried to advise AM about her one and only child's upbringing, has had been strike off from AM's list of friends). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment AM's kid is being brought up by maternal grandparents. Poor kid...Her current partner (in the process of being an 'ex') maybe a lousy husband but he sure was the best step-father so far for AM's only child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still her friend? It goes way back and I still care for AM and will be there for AM. No one's perfect. However, I must take off my hat for AM and despite her short-comings, she is an extremely kind person. Very generous and good with animals too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, marriage is not just a mere agreement and can be fixed like gadgets when issues arise. A marriage (be it good or not so good) needs nurturing, care, time etc. etc. Marriage is a long term investment and the returns differs from one another. Lots of give and take. Need to forgive and let go (Easily said ... nevertheless it is doable if one is willing to let go 'ego' which engulfs each and everyone of us...). Am not saying that mine is perfect but as we grow and mature, we should more or less be a lot more compassionate &amp; kind and a lot less egoistic in handling matters of the heart. Enough said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can be rich, beautiful, lucky, wonderful etc. etc. However not many are kind. To have a friend who is genuinely kind is like locating 'Pandora's Box' in the deep ocean or even finding the Holy Grail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, AM, you are and will be my friend (no buts here). Whatever you have decided and even if I may disagree, it is your life and your choices. May God bless and hope that you will find that one true love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also very much hope and pray that you will EVENTUALLY learn to nurture your relationship with your one and only little precious child. You may shower your kid with material goods, holiday trips abroad etc. However, when a child grows up, he/she will ONLY remember the time spent with his/her parent/s. So invest in 'time' with your child while you still have got some (before it gets too late). Good luck and May God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8392898847000252588?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8392898847000252588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/04/am.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8392898847000252588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8392898847000252588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/04/am.html' title='AM'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6641201308320219492</id><published>2010-01-30T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:55:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrival of Black Rajah of Borneo</title><content type='html'>Today has been one heck of a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Our little fury fella's first trip to Kay-el. MAS personnel both in Miri and KLIA have been excellent in handling live animal...Well, I can only speak for my little fella and he came out fine and well. (Note: We did give AL-E some mild sedatives. Amazing he did not bark at all....) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were expecting our little fella via the excess luggage carousel but instead a KLIA personnel wheeled him to us. Then we had to sort some 'discharge' fee and forward all the 'import &amp;amp; export' documents. Then off to HERTZ counter. Rented a 4WD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we got all our luggages loaded and little AL-E released from his crate. He was so excited and was slobbering us with kisses inside the car. Unconditional love as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home pretty fast and without any traffic issues considering today is Thaipusam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AL-E had quite an adventure on his first day at our Kay-el home...That's story for another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I must thank the girl at MAS counter in Miri Airport as well. She was so considerate and she made sure that AL-E is wheeled by ground MAS staff instead of putting him on the carousel. We didn't expect this but it was really nice that our little fella's first trip had been smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-933432ceb4bd63a5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D933432ceb4bd63a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17A073B7252470C3DA61872A50C35AD5A675145E.43E5B02D12B2C3AC97B056C5B3D8034B93D69230%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D933432ceb4bd63a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5wGhZ8F-30c-RBW0ZosWQROI_aU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D933432ceb4bd63a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17A073B7252470C3DA61872A50C35AD5A675145E.43E5B02D12B2C3AC97B056C5B3D8034B93D69230%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D933432ceb4bd63a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5wGhZ8F-30c-RBW0ZosWQROI_aU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6641201308320219492?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6641201308320219492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/arrival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6641201308320219492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6641201308320219492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/arrival.html' title='Arrival of Black Rajah of Borneo'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8443642212801636571</id><published>2010-01-18T07:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:37:00.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare, Pack, Party</title><content type='html'>Tall order... To organise move, doing a list, pack for couple of trips and organise a party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result have to good, lots of fun and organised. Now I really wish I was born with powers of a 'genie-in-a-bottle'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8443642212801636571?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8443642212801636571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/prepare-pack-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8443642212801636571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8443642212801636571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/prepare-pack-party.html' title='Prepare, Pack, Party'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-2745449086697196189</id><published>2010-01-15T07:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:25:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two to the Bank</title><content type='html'>A week ago, I was doing couple of chores for my dear mom. One of it happened to be banking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 3.30pm and there were a huge crowd in the bank on a Wednesday afternoon. As usual for any transaction done over the counter, one needs to take a number. So mom took a number, while I go look for parking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I got inside the banking hall, my mom was making a huge fuss about she knowing some officer over the counter and perhaps we could cut queue and get our transaction done sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I can't believe my mom's attitude. She used to be one those disciplinarian and taught us to be patience and here she is being an opposite of all those and above all mom being a 'kiasu'. I was gob-smacked. I told her to wait for her turn just like everyone and just sit back and relax (it won't be long). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on our queue number, we probably need to wait for at least ten people to clear their respective transactions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked in a bank for the past 12 years and even I do not dare to cut queue once a number has been taken. All you do is wait unless prior arrangement has been made a day earlier with an officer over the counter (which most bankers do - all bankers do favors for each other but that is a story for another day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to my mom, to my dismay (even after I had informed her to just relax and wait), she started to ask couple of people sitting behind a desk in the banking hall if they could help out with her banking transaction. Guess what... let me spill the beans (as to the exact words exchanged):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Excuse me, you kerja kat sini kan? Boleh tolong auntie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person behind the desk: Oh Auntie, sorry lah, saya pun datang buat transaction dan sedang menunggu giliran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Oh, sorry lah. Auntie ingat you kerja kat sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person behind the desk: Tak palah Auntie. Saya duduk sini sebab tak ada tempat lagi kat depan tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny, like a script from a comedy show. I couldn't help myself (bursting with laughter inside) but I controlled my laughter and told my mom with a 'poker face' to kindly be quiet and sit on her seat till our turn comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no time (within 15 minutes), we got our transaction done. And the bank (a small branch)were full with people (at least 40 people or more). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of curiosity, I asked the female guard at the bank if this is a norm or one off situation. The guard replied that the day before there were people queueing up till outside the banking hall - outside the bank (perhaps about 70 people or more). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping mom off home, I just blurted out laughing all the way back to Bangsar. I was smiling and shouting with laughter like some crazy person (even when I had to pretty much crawl back due to back-to-back peak after office hours jam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day..... Mom dearest, you are the champion of the day! Mommy dearest can definitely make us all laugh. As they say, "Laughter is the best medicine".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-2745449086697196189?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2745449086697196189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-to-bank.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2745449086697196189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2745449086697196189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-to-bank.html' title='Two to the Bank'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5146434127555548780</id><published>2009-12-06T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:58:57.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Move</title><content type='html'>Have not written for quite awhile...been busy and pre-occupied with so many happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got word that we will all be moving back to KL (plus dog in tow). Reason being, hubby got a transfer within the same company and will be based in KL instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely miss East Malaysia, mainly the people, their genuineness, friends, no traffic jams, the beach, house by the beach, the view of the beach, long walks/stroll by the beach etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to move yet melancholic for now. Will cherish all the good times and now it is time to move. Change is inevitable. The journey has begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5146434127555548780?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5146434127555548780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/move.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5146434127555548780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5146434127555548780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/move.html' title='The Move'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8588100412968653360</id><published>2009-10-23T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:56:21.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>Drop guilt! -- because to be guilty is to live in hell. Not being guilty, you will have the freshness of dewdrops in the early morning sun, you will have the freshness of lotus petals in the lake, you will have the freshness of the stars in the night. Once guilt disappears you will have a totally different kind of life, luminous and radiant. You will have a dance to your feet and your heart will be singing a thousand and one songs.(quote by Osho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am writing about guilt? Well, I know one too many people that I care about consume themselves so deep into guilt feeling that they feel trapped. And this becomes a snowball reaction to all other actions that the person(s) do next. Am also referring this to some family members and couple of close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, stop feeling guilty. If a decision has been made and you feel bad about it, go take a nice bath, sleep or just do some activity that takes your mind of the guilt feeling because guilt can be cancerous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8588100412968653360?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8588100412968653360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8588100412968653360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8588100412968653360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7970836686008261929</id><published>2009-10-22T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:36:22.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little forest in Kay el</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBfyXH3ksI/AAAAAAAAAf8/33dAv3TEiv8/s1600-h/P1030727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBfyXH3ksI/AAAAAAAAAf8/33dAv3TEiv8/s200/P1030727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395417672394969794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBfyOUJPzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3l3lkkEkxoI/s1600-h/P1030728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBfyOUJPzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3l3lkkEkxoI/s200/P1030728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395417670030540594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQhIJWMsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GFHQPpNBmBo/s1600-h/More+plants.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQhIJWMsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GFHQPpNBmBo/s200/More+plants.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400883642446530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQgxc7w-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/2LrpmlmhEpU/s1600-h/Hibiscus+%26+Heleconias.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQgxc7w-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/2LrpmlmhEpU/s200/Hibiscus+%26+Heleconias.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400877550584802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQgiMddpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Bs0X82eIyzg/s1600-h/Birds+fo+Paradise+%26+Heleconia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQgiMddpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Bs0X82eIyzg/s200/Birds+fo+Paradise+%26+Heleconia.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400873454958226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQKnCRkUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tACVce7PaKc/s1600-h/Statue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQKnCRkUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tACVce7PaKc/s200/Statue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400496797290818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQKRC6P2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/VnVxDZwwRgw/s1600-h/Plant-ediable+ones.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQKRC6P2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/VnVxDZwwRgw/s200/Plant-ediable+ones.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400490894376802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQJ0STZvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Eca2gxt6Hro/s1600-h/Part+of+the+garden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQJ0STZvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Eca2gxt6Hro/s200/Part+of+the+garden.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400483174311666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQJmE-EhI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3cXylL2pQjQ/s1600-h/The+Gazebo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQJmE-EhI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3cXylL2pQjQ/s200/The+Gazebo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400479360291346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQJdXIWUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1k0RhtcAlKw/s1600-h/The+backyard+ie+The+Garden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBQJdXIWUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1k0RhtcAlKw/s200/The+backyard+ie+The+Garden.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395400477020543298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my father-in-law's work of art in our little backyard (in our Kay el home) - all 42 feet covered with grass, plants, flowers, vegetables, herbs, a gazebo, couple of statues, a shack for garden tools etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a gorgeous view. Love it. Thanks pappa. You truly have a green thumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-7970836686008261929?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7970836686008261929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-forest-in-kay-el.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7970836686008261929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7970836686008261929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-forest-in-kay-el.html' title='Little forest in Kay el'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SuBfyXH3ksI/AAAAAAAAAf8/33dAv3TEiv8/s72-c/P1030727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-4841112047190233773</id><published>2009-09-25T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:34:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shallow</title><content type='html'>Source: www.youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBC Radio 4's Crossing Continents travelled to Malaysia to explore the divide among races. This extract features reporter Mukul Devichand speaking to Luqman, a student &lt;strong&gt;leader&lt;/strong&gt; at the Universiti Teknologi Mara - a Malay University. ...&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/1kvTrpVwzX4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&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/1kvTrpVwzX4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" 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/7026763027996170493-4841112047190233773?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4841112047190233773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/shallow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4841112047190233773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4841112047190233773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/shallow.html' title='Shallow'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-3500419787606940904</id><published>2009-09-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:43:10.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still I rise</title><content type='html'>Sometimes no words can describe how terrible one feels. And sometimes it is difficult to share or write about it. In short, I got the blues. I am only human so what should I do......get out of it. Append below one of my favorite poem by Maya Angelou. This poem is so wonderful and inspiring. The words are magical to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may write me down in history&lt;br /&gt;With your bitter, twisted lies,&lt;br /&gt;You may trod me in the very dirt&lt;br /&gt;But still, like dust, I'll rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my sassiness upset you?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you beset with gloom?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells&lt;br /&gt;Pumping in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like moons and like suns,&lt;br /&gt;With the certainty of tides,&lt;br /&gt;Just like hopes springing high,&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you want to see me broken?&lt;br /&gt;Bowed head and lowered eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Shoulders falling down like teardrops.&lt;br /&gt;Weakened by my soulful cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my haughtiness offend you?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you take it awful hard&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines&lt;br /&gt;Diggin' in my own back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may shoot me with your words,&lt;br /&gt;You may cut me with your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;You may kill me with your hatefulness,&lt;br /&gt;But still, like air, I'll rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my sexiness upset you?&lt;br /&gt;Does it come as a surprise&lt;br /&gt;That I dance like I've got diamonds&lt;br /&gt;At the meeting of my thighs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the huts of history's shame&lt;br /&gt;I rise&lt;br /&gt;Up from a past that's rooted in pain&lt;br /&gt;I rise&lt;br /&gt;I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,&lt;br /&gt;Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind nights of terror and fear&lt;br /&gt;I rise&lt;br /&gt;Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear&lt;br /&gt;I rise&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,&lt;br /&gt;I am the dream and the hope of the slave.&lt;br /&gt;I rise&lt;br /&gt;I rise&lt;br /&gt;I rise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by Maya Angelou) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-3500419787606940904?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3500419787606940904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-i-rise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3500419787606940904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3500419787606940904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-i-rise.html' title='Still I rise'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-4795156617925669642</id><published>2009-09-18T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:09:00.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House</title><content type='html'>A tale on the social economic plight faced by many Indian Malaysians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://www.ruumz.com/15Malaysia/video_embed.aspx?fm_id=13&amp;id=43560&amp;UserId=0'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-4795156617925669642?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4795156617925669642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/house.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4795156617925669642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4795156617925669642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/house.html' title='House'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-3874398832384357574</id><published>2009-09-17T09:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:42:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classy girl, my respect to you.</title><content type='html'>My respect to this lady, Beyonce. Very considerate and there should be more celebrities/singers with that sort of attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dimewars.com/Video/Beyonce-Gives-Up-Her-Acceptance-Speech-For-Taylor-Swift--Was-That-Graceful-Or-Did-She-Play-Kanye-West--.aspx?bcmediaid=da495576-a259-425b-8df1-b836bc8b0b29&amp;activetab=1 "&gt;Beyonce gives up her acceptance Speech For Taylor Swift.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-3874398832384357574?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3874398832384357574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/classy-girl-my-respect-to-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3874398832384357574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3874398832384357574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/classy-girl-my-respect-to-you.html' title='Classy girl, my respect to you.'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-2180926640357638027</id><published>2009-09-16T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:32:42.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Floyd</title><content type='html'>I love this guy Floyd. I love the way he cooks and presents food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly I love the way he inspired me to cook and not to feel bad about eating or drinking while cooking (can't do that with driving, at least the law does not allow one to consume alcohol and then drive - with some limitation...Go figure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floyd had a magical aura to inspire not only one to cook but importantly to feel &lt;em&gt;happy and jolly about&lt;/em&gt;. He was an extraordinary person. Most TV chefs today do not have that magic and they are just plain celebrity with a formula and a foul language to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, Keith Floyd died on September 14, 2009 due to a heart attack. He was 65. Rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-2180926640357638027?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2180926640357638027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip-floyd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2180926640357638027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2180926640357638027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip-floyd.html' title='R.I.P Floyd'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5244691522964164054</id><published>2009-09-15T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:58:01.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamlet</title><content type='html'>To be or not to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5244691522964164054?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5244691522964164054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/hamlet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5244691522964164054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5244691522964164054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/hamlet.html' title='Hamlet'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-14138115810998307</id><published>2009-09-07T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:55:21.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer 1</title><content type='html'>Source: http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/26540/84/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RPK speaks his mind - Trailer 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/PDaXSDvKNFw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&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/PDaXSDvKNFw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" 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/7026763027996170493-14138115810998307?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/14138115810998307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/trailer-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/14138115810998307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/14138115810998307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/trailer-1.html' title='Trailer 1'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1133842703951647693</id><published>2009-09-02T12:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:38:25.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-life crisis</title><content type='html'>I love this country but of late, I often wonder if the country loves me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many walls have appeared and it will not be easy to crack 'em all, let alone break them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent act of parading a severed cow head in Shah Alam by a small group of racist Muslim Malays can possibly bring a tidal wave of tension (although some may disagree and categorise it as an isolated incident). Within minutes, seconds, 52 years of progress, tolerance and harmony of this country can come undone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the country needs is for its citizens', regardless of race and religion, is to have the courage and will-power to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;initiate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the long road of recovery/transformation in order to preserve harmony at all costs. I may sound like a broken record. So be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: According to Karim Raslan of The Star ("CERITALAH" Page 44 of Nation, The Star, Tuesday, September 1st 2009): Malaysia's racial and religious harmony is delicate. It must be preserved at all costs. This is about zero tolerance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1133842703951647693?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1133842703951647693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-this-country-but-of-late-i-often.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1133842703951647693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1133842703951647693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-this-country-but-of-late-i-often.html' title='Mid-life crisis'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7290450019900848992</id><published>2009-09-02T11:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:33:25.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths in BM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sp3mu0XuN8I/AAAAAAAAAec/D1X8LIJ-Xnk/s1600-h/Raja+Petra-No+Holds+Barred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sp3mu0XuN8I/AAAAAAAAAec/D1X8LIJ-Xnk/s200/Raja+Petra-No+Holds+Barred.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376707222156752834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/26309/84/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit! What 52nd Anniversary of Malaysia's Merdeka?      &lt;br /&gt;Posted by admin     &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 01 September 2009 00:08 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, no cheong hei article. Today, very short. Today, I want to ask just one thing. Yesterday we celebrated Malaysia's 52nd Anniversary of Merdeka? Bullshit! Malaysia was formed only in 1963, not 1957. What 52nd Anniversary? That's what you get when you learn maths in Bahasa Melayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO HOLDS BARRED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raja Petra Kamarudin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sp3nVA3Zs3I/AAAAAAAAAek/fb21K6wds-o/s1600-h/senyumkambing54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sp3nVA3Zs3I/AAAAAAAAAek/fb21K6wds-o/s200/senyumkambing54.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376707878345880434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-7290450019900848992?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7290450019900848992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/maths-in-bm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7290450019900848992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7290450019900848992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/maths-in-bm.html' title='Maths in BM'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sp3mu0XuN8I/AAAAAAAAAec/D1X8LIJ-Xnk/s72-c/Raja+Petra-No+Holds+Barred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1331704132954319501</id><published>2009-08-31T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:31:30.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Source: http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/111782&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merdeka 2009: A nation divided&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Charles Santiago&lt;br /&gt;Aug 31, 09&lt;br /&gt;3:59pm&lt;br /&gt;Malaysiakini - online portal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share with you the images that come to my mind when I think of Merdeka Day. I have flashes of police violence against peaceful protesters, deep lacerations on Kugan Anathan's body after spending three days in prison for alleged car theft and photos of Teoh Beng Hock on the roof of a building that houses the Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get glimpses of the letter which claims that top officers of the anti-graft body are in cahoots with a former politician to topple the Pakatan Rakyat-led Selangor government, former Selangor Menteri Besar Khir Toyo's mansions, the violation of the rights of the Penan, the Pahang Syariah Court's verdict to cane a Muslim mother of two for drinking beer and a group of Muslims parading a bloodied cow head to protest the building of a Hindu temple in their neighbourhood and the nation's largest financial scandal - the RM12 billion PKFZ fiasco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be brutally frank, that is not the end of the list. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We have a prime minister who is hell bent on staying on in power at whatever cost. PM Najib Abdul Razak has clearly shown that he would choreograph a wanton toppling of a state government to score brownie points from ruling Umno members. This resulted in Perakians being robbed off a democratically-elected leadership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposition politicians in the state of Selangor are his next target. Allegations that state representatives misused their funds are fashioned to allow anti-corruption officers to nab and interrogate cabinet members and their aides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teoh was found dead after one such questioning process. State medical examiners said it was suicide while the anti-graft officers are playing innocent at the inquest hearing. And the police are yet to investigate reports lodged regarding a letter, written by disillusioned MACC officers, saying that their top bosses are taking instructions from a former politician to topple the Selangor government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police use chemical-laced water and tear gas to disperse peaceful protestors, including women and children, who are merely exercising their freedom of expression and assembly as enshrined in the country's federal constitution. But they are branded as enemies of the state for holding candles at a vigil and wearing black T-shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the police watched silently when a group of Muslims paraded a chopped cow head to protest against the building of a Hindu temple in their area. The excuse given by Selangor police chief Khalid Abu Bakar is that the officer at the rally was a junior staff who did not know his job. This is a joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear that the cow head rally, as it is now dubbed, was carefully planned and executed to create fear among the masses and primarily get the Malays to rally behind ruling Umno, which lost its power base at last year's general election. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1969 bloody racial riots, Operasi Lalang in 1988 and the racial clash in 2001 all happened when Umno's grip on power was violently shaken as it is now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najib, however, still fakes a penchant for democracy, diplomacy and justice while stifling political freedom for fear of losing his ability to monopolise power in the country. In conclusion, the premier's goodwill extends only so far that his interests are safeguarded. &lt;br /&gt;Little reason to rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The continued suppression and violation of aborigines' rights, control of the media, attempts to silence and clamp down on alternative media and bloggers, prevalent use of preventive laws to keep a lid on dissent and rampant corruption clearly shows how little Najib cares about lending substance to his new campaign, 1Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campaign zeroes in on national integration through equality to all races. But the ground reality brings us face to face with marginalised minorities who continue to be discriminated upon, urban pioneers who are struggling to make ends meet, a sliding economy, rising racial tension and corruption that continues to line the wallets of the ruling elite and their cronies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, Malaysia is a nation that is divided as never before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, the Umno-led Barisan Nasional government is gearing up for Merdeka Day celebrations with a dizzyingly complex ensemble of dance, music and parades. I am at a loss and still searching for the reasons to celebrate August 31. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the nation and I can rejoice in the Merdeka festivities, Najib must implement effective reforms to restore the independence of government institutions. He must state his willingness to rebuild the country's financial system and be committed to wiping out graft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umno must stop fanning racial sentiments for its own political gains while equality to all races should not be mere rhetoric. Affirmative action policies must benefit the poor irrespective of race and religion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police violence and arbitrary arrests must be discontinued and the media must be allowed to work independently, without the interference of the executive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Najib could pledge the above, then Malaysians could celebrate Merdeka Day with the hope for a better future. But for now, it remains a Black Merdeka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLES SANTIAGO is member of parliament for Klang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1331704132954319501?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1331704132954319501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/source-httpwww.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1331704132954319501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1331704132954319501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/source-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1882867692575080764</id><published>2009-08-27T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:21:42.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla Strawberry Glitter Cup Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvGSpYlGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bb3ln1WzSl8/s1600-h/DSC00508.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/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvGSpYlGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bb3ln1WzSl8/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374323884211868770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvFw1bBUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_avwfS8MLj8/s1600-h/DSC00507.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/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvFw1bBUI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_avwfS8MLj8/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374323875135554882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvFZbf7NI/AAAAAAAAAds/b7Q3DRuxPRA/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvFZbf7NI/AAAAAAAAAds/b7Q3DRuxPRA/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374323868852808914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvEoN0NaI/AAAAAAAAAdk/l_cnKn09ue8/s1600-h/DSC00501.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/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvEoN0NaI/AAAAAAAAAdk/l_cnKn09ue8/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374323855642080674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep for some reason so ended up baking some cup cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got carried away (as usual) and ended up baking vanilla strawberry cup cakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glitter toping is edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now am done with this post and feeling sleepy already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1882867692575080764?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1882867692575080764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/vanilla-strawberry-glitter-cup-cakes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1882867692575080764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1882867692575080764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/vanilla-strawberry-glitter-cup-cakes.html' title='Vanilla Strawberry Glitter Cup Cakes'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpVvGSpYlGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bb3ln1WzSl8/s72-c/DSC00508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-729493220111821264</id><published>2009-08-25T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:18:41.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories - In Black &amp; White</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpPyBoVtRkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ewyRoRl0hjY/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpPyBoVtRkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ewyRoRl0hjY/s320/001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904890205390402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite...Classic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-729493220111821264?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/729493220111821264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/black-white.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/729493220111821264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/729493220111821264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/black-white.html' title='Memories - In Black &amp; White'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpPyBoVtRkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ewyRoRl0hjY/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5558437136027846511</id><published>2009-08-25T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:42:51.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpK6LBqW0aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vo9hh3T1cQI/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpK6LBqW0aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vo9hh3T1cQI/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373562003993842082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bazillion shots were taken of me on my wedding day (amongst others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the shots taken in the morning, this particular one has been my all time favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories and other favorite shots on this day with hubby, family &amp; friends will be resumed on another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 years has passed since this shot was taken (shot during the dinosaur era, prior to digital era)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5558437136027846511?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5558437136027846511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-favorite-shot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5558437136027846511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5558437136027846511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-favorite-shot.html' title='Favorite Shot'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SpK6LBqW0aI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vo9hh3T1cQI/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5121118218440292742</id><published>2009-08-20T23:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:42:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish</title><content type='html'>It has been nearly seven years since the last time we saw each other. And that was during her wedding day. Boy, time just zooms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. RK was an acquaintance at work (during my banking days) and later became a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After numerous calls &amp; e-mails, we finally met this afternoon....it was a long afternoon cum early dinner. We talked and talked about work, holidays,gossips, family, travel plans, babies, in-laws, dogs (coincidentally we both own English Cocker Spaniels. Rachel has two beautiful English Cocker Spaniels. In terms of colour, both of her Spaniels are 'Blue Roan')etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambiance at 'The Apartment' was good as usual and so were the clams in white wine sauce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sometimes so ironic and yet so amazing to be able to catch-up with an old friend after some many years and have a wonderful conversation and good time. It didn't seem like we are meeting after seven years but more like seven days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friendship is to be cherished. We live in borrowed time and it is important to keep in touch with friends and nurture the friendship for we never know when it would be the last time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Last year, I lost a dear friend. She died three weeks prior to our meet-up (we made so many plans to meet up but always had to be cancelled at the very last minute...Anyhow, I had mourned her and made peace with myself and have moved on...to be better, to cherish and keep in touch with those that I care about.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5121118218440292742?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5121118218440292742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/cherish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5121118218440292742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5121118218440292742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/cherish.html' title='Cherish'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-4494792804355848513</id><published>2009-08-20T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:03:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money talks....</title><content type='html'>It is really annoying (and sad) when people that you care about only calls and be nice when monetary assistance is given.... After that no more calls, no hellos except for loads of excuses like being busy lah, work lah etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes money talks...if only for awhile...It is really a pathetic and truly sad case! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like if I pay, I get a 'hello' and some conversation as a bonus (if I am lucky...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-4494792804355848513?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4494792804355848513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/money-talks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4494792804355848513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4494792804355848513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/money-talks.html' title='Money talks....'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8553431371538235882</id><published>2009-08-04T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:57:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little black lion - endangered species</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SneVfInPvYI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yNSCoj9rLl8/s1600-h/P1030638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SneVfInPvYI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yNSCoj9rLl8/s400/P1030638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365921843155811714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the picture..... our little endangered species...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little fella thinks he is a lion at times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this shot.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8553431371538235882?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8553431371538235882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-black-lion-endangered-species.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8553431371538235882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8553431371538235882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-black-lion-endangered-species.html' title='The little black lion - endangered species'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SneVfInPvYI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yNSCoj9rLl8/s72-c/P1030638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-4385020809297742489</id><published>2009-07-31T09:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:59:52.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All by myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SnJNs4SOzFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ivSivsuAs9M/s1600-h/P1030652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SnJNs4SOzFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ivSivsuAs9M/s400/P1030652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364435539570117714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SnJNsnPxvsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/O4aQMbhrh3c/s1600-h/P1030651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SnJNsnPxvsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/O4aQMbhrh3c/s400/P1030651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364435534996422338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite awhile since my last entry. Been busy being a PA, chef and housekeeper in our other home in Borneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today is not a complaining session. I am going to write a short story about our four-legged little fella who hates being alone. You see this little fury fella has a condition called 'separation anxiety'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago I had left him all alone (at home - on a limited space, provided water to drink, food to eat and his favorite toys and bone to chew...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what awaits me when I came back home.....(see the pictures)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was punished of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was the punishment, immediately point out the mess he had created (of course with a stern clear voice - not in anger) and I ignored him for the next one hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was not easy ignoring him for an hour although it had to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every five minutes or so, this fury fella will jump up to me with his tongue waggling (sort of a plea saying 'I'm sorry mommy, please forgive me...). Other tactics would be to give a short lick on my feet to see if I take notice (should see the pleading eyes saying 'I'm sorry lets make up, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee')......Oh gosh, one hour felt like a day....then it off to the beach in the evening for a nice stroll..everything forgiven...Friends again. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-4385020809297742489?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4385020809297742489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-by-myself.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4385020809297742489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4385020809297742489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-by-myself.html' title='All by myself'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SnJNs4SOzFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ivSivsuAs9M/s72-c/P1030652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-2113203800646392839</id><published>2009-07-21T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:52:57.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Parody</title><content type='html'>Details below (including the video) taken from Malaysia Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/24640/84/"&gt;http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/24640/84/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZPjz-WdCbE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&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/1ZPjz-WdCbE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" 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/7026763027996170493-2113203800646392839?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2113203800646392839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/parody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2113203800646392839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2113203800646392839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/parody.html' title='A Parody'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-4268368411694566899</id><published>2009-07-16T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:00:01.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gazebo</title><content type='html'>Before&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sl5_Ykj4k1I/AAAAAAAAAco/ePEKiiHGjcU/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358860666725241682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sl5_Ykj4k1I/AAAAAAAAAco/ePEKiiHGjcU/s400/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sl5_YKnnPsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ub7aZ5ikkkg/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358860659761561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sl5_YKnnPsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ub7aZ5ikkkg/s400/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today's short story is about our KL home, in particular our little green patch at the back i.e. 'The Garden'. This little garden is our pappa's passionate hobby. He has nurtured the bare space (since we moved in 2006) into a beautiful garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally our long ago purchased gazebo (personally hand-picked and brought over via sea from Bali) has been fixed in our garden. It was constructed yesterday and I will only be seeing it next month as I am in Borneo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father-in-law forwarded a picture of the gazebo via mms (Note: I am impressed that my 75 old pappa is so up to date - so 'canggih' unlike some young chap that I know. That young chap happens to be very dear to me and stays with me tapi sampai sekarang tak erti guna mms...ada saja alasan dia tak mau belajar...penatlah, nak tidurlah, tak ada mood lah etc. etc. etc. Sigh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have attached 2 photos (the garden before gazebo and after gazebo been placed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-4268368411694566899?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4268368411694566899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/gazebo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4268368411694566899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4268368411694566899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/gazebo.html' title='Gazebo'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sl5_Ykj4k1I/AAAAAAAAAco/ePEKiiHGjcU/s72-c/DSC00439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1211253542429776576</id><published>2009-07-08T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:28:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Perfect Fitness Food</title><content type='html'>Ready to eat your way to better results? These 9 food and drink items are guaranteed to make any type of exercise you do more effective—long after you’ve broken a sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/experts/eatthis/33979/8-perfect-fitness-foods/"&gt;http://health.yahoo.com/experts/eatthis/33979/8-perfect-fitness-foods/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SPINACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinach is muscle fuel. But not because it instantly turns you lean and sexy. Researchers from Rutgers University found that a compound in the leafy green increases protein synthesis by 120 percent, helping your muscle tissue to repair itself faster after you work out. The problem, however, is that you’d have to eat Popeye-sized quantities to experiences dramatic results (we’re talking almost 2 pounds of the iron-packed veggies a day). The good news is that spinach isn’t the only food that can help you to look and feel better than ever--even when you're not exercising.The right fitness foods help burn fat, build muscle, and even boost your cardiovascular health. Ready to eat your way to better results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.PINEAPPLE AND PAPAYA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good For: Muscle recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these tropical fruits are loaded with bromelain and papain, enzymes that not only help break down proteins for digestion but also have anti-inflammatory properties to speed up your post-workout recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.SALMON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Cardiovascular fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australian researchers found that cyclists who took fish oil for 8 weeks had lower heart rates and consumed less oxygen during intense bicycling than a control group did. The fatty acids in fish oil need to become incorporated into muscle and heart cells to have an effect, and that takes weeks of consumption—so either take fish oil pills each day, or try to eat fish rich in fatty acids multiple times a week to see similar results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. PASTA WITH MEAT SAUCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Muscle building and repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect post-weight training repast has about 400 calories, with 20 to 30 grams of protein (to build new muscle) and 50 to 65 grams of carbohydrates (to repair old muscle). Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or a small bowl of pasta with meat sauce fits that formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.PORK TENDERLOIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Waist-trimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean meats are a great low-calorie source of protein, and scientists at McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario, found that eating more protein may reduce the fat around your midsection. People who ate 20 more grams of protein every day than the group average had 6 percent lower waist-to-hip ratios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. EIGHT (8) OUNCES OF CHOCOLATE MILK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Hydration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best sports drink may come from a cow. British researchers found that milk does a better job than water or sports drinks at rehydrating the body after exercise. Why? To begin with, milk has more electrolytes and potassium. The addition of chocolate gives milk the perfect balance of carbs, protein, and fat for speedy muscle recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.COFFEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Pain relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Georgia scientists revealed that taking a caffeine supplement (equal to two cups of coffee) after exercise reduces muscle soreness more than pain relievers can. Caffeine blocks a chemical that activates pain receptors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.COLD WATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Endurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking cold water before and during exercise can help improve your endurance. In a British study, cyclists who drank about 30 ounces of a chilled drink in the half hour before riding in a hot, humid environment—and smaller amounts as they rode—were able to bike 23 percent longer than riders who downed lukewarm liquids. Drinking cold water may be the most direct way to reduce core body temperature, so it takes you longer to heat up and slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.GREEN TEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good for: Muscle recovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazilian scientists found that participants who consumed three cups of green tea every day for a week had fewer markers of the cell damage caused by resistance to exercise. So drinking a few cups every day may help your muscles recover faster after an intense workout.&lt;br /&gt;And please share your nutrition and weight-loss tips and tricks with the rest of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1211253542429776576?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1211253542429776576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-perfect-fitness-food.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1211253542429776576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1211253542429776576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-perfect-fitness-food.html' title='9 Perfect Fitness Food'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6913666342388043443</id><published>2009-06-26T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:53:54.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>It is 6.30 am and I am on the way to mom's place to pick up my sister and send her to school (Been my daily ritual since mom got sick. Every morning, it takes me 35 minutes to drive from Bangsar to Ampang - well, I am a bit lucky, you see my route takes me against the mad morning traffic jam in KL city!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, music will be blasting from my car - which is compulsory and a basic necessity (otherwise it is almost impossible to drive)...Gosh, for some reason each and every station (Hits, Mix, Slow &amp;amp; easy etc. etc. ) were playing Michael Jackson's song(s)....it was so bizarre for a brief 5 minutes...At first I thought it was a joke or some prank by the Hitz FM crew! But then it's not April (so April Fool's day is out)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the announcement came...MJ is dead (He died 4.00 am Malaysian time today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually froze for a moment. I stopped my car at the side of the road, took a deep breath and sms couple of people about it.....Then continued driving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up listening to MJ (as well as Jackson 5) ....... it seems so bizarre and sad that he is gone forever. May God bless his soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6913666342388043443?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6913666342388043443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/rest-in-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6913666342388043443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6913666342388043443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7863871356756319889</id><published>2009-06-21T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:33:55.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End in Year 2012</title><content type='html'>Is it true that the world will come to an end in the Year 2012?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mayan Calendar says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2012 gained the patina of doom with the best-selling 1966 book "The Maya" by Harvard archaeologist Michael D. Coe. He noted that the Mayan culture's famously complex "Long Count" calendar simply ends on 12/21/12, speculating that civilization might come crashing down on that date. Other scholars argue, however, that the Mayan calendar would merely flip over like an odometer that reached 100,000 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, whatever must be, will be. I sincerely believe that if you live your day to day life simply like the last day of your life...then you will not miss anything when the end comes (whenever it happens).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="327" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://l.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=14045555&amp;amp;rd=eyc-off&amp;amp;ympsc=&amp;amp;postpanelEnable=1&amp;amp;prepanelEnable=1&amp;amp;infopanelEnable=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="327" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://l.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=14045555&amp;rd=eyc-off&amp;ympsc=&amp;prepanelEnable=1&amp;infopanelEnable=1&amp;shareEnable=1"&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/7026763027996170493-7863871356756319889?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7863871356756319889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-in-year-2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7863871356756319889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7863871356756319889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-in-year-2012.html' title='The End in Year 2012'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-9070007347897589960</id><published>2009-06-12T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:15:55.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain oh Rain</title><content type='html'>Aha, hooooooray.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the rain has come to Miri (or at least where we are staying). It feels darn good to have rain showering the earth. Even though this means that all of our clothes will take another 2 days to dry. Nevertheless, no complains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-9070007347897589960?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9070007347897589960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-oh-rain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/9070007347897589960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/9070007347897589960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-oh-rain.html' title='Rain oh Rain'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1563289495473572062</id><published>2009-06-05T11:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:04:53.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Cow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SiiZF0XJG-I/AAAAAAAAAao/N3CkC1KG66Q/s1600-h/AA-Indian+Cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SiiZF0XJG-I/AAAAAAAAAao/N3CkC1KG66Q/s320/AA-Indian+Cow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343689283109198818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An essay written on the INDIAN COW by a candidate appearing for IAS exam. This was published in the Marathi daily news paper - Loksatta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.viprasys.com/vb/f21/indian-cow-candidate-appearing-ias-exam-122087/"&gt;Marati News-Indian Cow&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, you would probably forget your English language and knowledge of a cow all together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1563289495473572062?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1563289495473572062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/indian-cow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1563289495473572062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1563289495473572062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/indian-cow.html' title='Indian Cow'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SiiZF0XJG-I/AAAAAAAAAao/N3CkC1KG66Q/s72-c/AA-Indian+Cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1749557506112990718</id><published>2009-05-19T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:16:07.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUGGED in Bangsar</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, May 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by &lt;a href="http://www.niltimbadia.blogspot.com"&gt;Nil Timbadia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This article is posted with permission from the author)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snatched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was snatched theft today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incident happened near our home in Bangsar. He was walking back from the post office on Jalan Telawi after paying bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was walking around Jalan Terasek 4, a person on a motorcycle snatched his gold chain around his neck and rode off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thief is suspected to be of Indian origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is 75 years old and has some heart problems, so naturally in an incident like this, there is some impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the impact was minor and he only had some palpitations for a while and some scratches around his neck from the chain being pulled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that he seems to be okay when I spoke to him and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the news from wifey whom Pappa had called. Wifey immediately called me and I immediately called a friend of ours living nearby to go check on Pappa. He was on his way back home and quickly diverted to go check on Pappa and spend some time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received a call from this friend JJ who said that Pappa was not hurt severely and was feeling okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the snatch theft thing in KL is getting to a ridiculous level. Wifey has been snatched twice in the city area and in front of witnesses who would not even bother to go help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pappa was snatched in a housing area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year or so back, on Jalan Telawi itself, another person had robbed my friend's wife of her vehicle at knife point just across their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I am in KL and am even afraid or extra careful when I am in a shopping mall like Suria KLCC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be little or no effort from the enforcement to curb these activities and as the economy becomes worse and more people find it difficult to find jobs, I see the trend of thefts increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of living in a constant lookout and in fear. When I was in Europe, while you are street smart and careful, the level of petty theft if generally lower. Then again, you keep hearing of people getting laptops stolen and purses stolen in pretty much every city in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In crime in KL higher than other cities? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cops in Malaysia say that it is not and we have a safer city compared to Tokyo and Hong Kong etc. I do not know what comparisons are used for this checks not do I know whether the facts are right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is that things have definitely become a lot worse from the time I was growing up, and every year it has been getting worse at a larger proportion than the year before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also know is a lot of petty crime and snatch theft goes unreported and as such does not become part of the statistics. For example, my dad is not going to make a report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I blame him for not making a report. Of course I do not. Blaming him would be blaming the victim, no different from how some countries blame a rape victim for being raped and punish them with being gang raped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is what we have become, a snatch theft victim deserves to be snatched - it seems like that is how our law enforcement thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for a safe and brighter future for my loved ones - family, friends and pretty much everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the thieves burn and rot in hell, but that is not for me to determine - a supreme being will determine their fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and be well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1749557506112990718?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1749557506112990718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/mugged-in-bangsar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1749557506112990718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1749557506112990718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/mugged-in-bangsar.html' title='MUGGED in Bangsar'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7240725014970605982</id><published>2009-05-19T13:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:26:25.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Anthem</title><content type='html'>For those who get sick and tired of Facebook.&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/4De7wdnuuII&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/4De7wdnuuII&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/7026763027996170493-7240725014970605982?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7240725014970605982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/youtube-facebook-anthem-funny-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7240725014970605982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7240725014970605982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/youtube-facebook-anthem-funny-song.html' title='Facebook Anthem'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6559672233664233420</id><published>2009-05-18T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:19:27.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedation &amp; Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>Today has been a tough Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we sent our boy, AL-E to the vet for grooming (more so for clipping of seriously unruly 'rasta' hair on both of his flip-flop ears).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the doctor/vet called back and informed us that AL-E had to be sedated before they can do any sorts of grooming. AL-E almost bit off the clinic staff(s), doctor(s) hands when they tried to clip couple strands of his fur. The doctor did assure us that AL-E will be given a mild dosage (unlike the one used when he was neutered).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, under sedation, our boy was given a hair cut, major part of his ears were clipped, some parts shaved and nails clipped. More than one person were involved in AL-E's grooming session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result - our boy still looks handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we were both mentally prepared for Al-E's 'botak' look. Angel Clinic did a fantastic job. Thank you so much for your advice, patience and care to our little AL-E. Thank you Dr. Yap, Dr. Sharon, Mr. Lau, Ms. Nale, Ani and others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6559672233664233420?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6559672233664233420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/sedation-hair-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6559672233664233420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6559672233664233420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/sedation-hair-cut.html' title='Sedation &amp; Hair Cut'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6743646259001097431</id><published>2009-05-17T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:29:25.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 birthdays and one going away party - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5kel_cleI/AAAAAAAAAag/TQYdl5RGkV8/s1600-h/Part+of+our+guests.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336313085237695970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5kel_cleI/AAAAAAAAAag/TQYdl5RGkV8/s320/Part+of+our+guests.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5kehlyhmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/i2zzMyJNs4k/s1600-h/Joanna-Friend.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336313084056340066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5kehlyhmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/i2zzMyJNs4k/s320/Joanna-Friend.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5keoXzsvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/k0CLFRElKuY/s1600-h/Father-in-law.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336313085876744946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5keoXzsvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/k0CLFRElKuY/s320/Father-in-law.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5keWKISWI/AAAAAAAAAaI/AD_iqas0GFI/s1600-h/The+Cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336313080987535714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5keWKISWI/AAAAAAAAAaI/AD_iqas0GFI/s320/The+Cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I thought it would be nice to add more pictures...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7026763027996170493-6743646259001097431?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6743646259001097431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-birthdays-and-one-going-away-party_17.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6743646259001097431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6743646259001097431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-birthdays-and-one-going-away-party_17.html' title='3 birthdays and one going away party - Part 2'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5kel_cleI/AAAAAAAAAag/TQYdl5RGkV8/s72-c/Part+of+our+guests.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6634310951632538063</id><published>2009-05-16T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:55:46.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 birthdays and one going away party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jVH_VOnI/AAAAAAAAAaA/G_IMVZH8Dws/s1600-h/Sarah-Cake%26Candle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336311823053699698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jVH_VOnI/AAAAAAAAAaA/G_IMVZH8Dws/s320/Sarah-Cake%26Candle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jD2lwdSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/TPd9nRr_LAY/s1600-h/Cake-Sarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336311526325253410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jD2lwdSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/TPd9nRr_LAY/s200/Cake-Sarah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jDrDMZ5I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ra_Sp-N0VSQ/s1600-h/Cake-Kupps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336311523227494290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jDrDMZ5I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ra_Sp-N0VSQ/s200/Cake-Kupps.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jDu-y8VI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UaDdQPxeQIg/s1600-h/Nils+eagerly+cutting+AL.E%27s+Cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336311524282790226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jDu-y8VI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UaDdQPxeQIg/s200/Nils+eagerly+cutting+AL.E%27s+Cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jDX26koI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WoJtV03cQ1A/s1600-h/Cake-AL.E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336311518075720322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jDX26koI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WoJtV03cQ1A/s200/Cake-AL.E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iV1B1npI/AAAAAAAAAZY/y2GzS3eXFNw/s1600-h/Part+of+the+starters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336310735632178834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iV1B1npI/AAAAAAAAAZY/y2GzS3eXFNw/s200/Part+of+the+starters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iV2g88kI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/s3asiUFAxhg/s1600-h/Different+angle+of+the+restaurant-our+beach+pad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336310736031117890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iV2g88kI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/s3asiUFAxhg/s200/Different+angle+of+the+restaurant-our+beach+pad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iVoe_UrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/VfYW1zTDIEU/s1600-h/Nils+in+the+kitchen-preparing+starters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336310732264788658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iVoe_UrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/VfYW1zTDIEU/s200/Nils+in+the+kitchen-preparing+starters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iVh0bqpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/EY0iHVHTJ3c/s1600-h/Nils+eagerly+cutting+AL.E%27s+Cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336310730475678354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5iVh0bqpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/EY0iHVHTJ3c/s200/Nils+eagerly+cutting+AL.E%27s+Cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, seems like ages since I had last done some write-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday to Europe has been great. A wonderful adventure with hubby. Met some good people, made some friends and overall had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as usual one little set-back. I had piled on 7 kilos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that I had lost 2 kilos (Note: Must due to water-retention).&lt;br /&gt;The rest 5 kilos will take lots of work which I am somewhat ready for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the party. Hubby cooked an excellent meal despite his jet-lag etc. etc. He made three unique starters and a main course. Pappa made one type of starter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakes for Kupps and myself was specially made-for-order from Marriott hotel's bakery. AL-E's cake was specially flown from Harrods London (hubby hand-carried all the way from London).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, this party is for 4 persons (including AL-E). It is for my birthday (2 days after), Kupps birthday (which is on the day the party was held i.e. May 15), AL-E B'day (one day after) and father-in-law's going away (going back to KL on Sunday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went well. The party was fun, good conversation and little AL-E made things merrier with his 'clowning' acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, I suppose the pictures speak a thousand words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6634310951632538063?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6634310951632538063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-birthdays-and-one-going-away-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6634310951632538063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6634310951632538063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-birthdays-and-one-going-away-party.html' title='3 birthdays and one going away party'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sg5jVH_VOnI/AAAAAAAAAaA/G_IMVZH8Dws/s72-c/Sarah-Cake%26Candle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-309202446438952145</id><published>2009-04-18T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:56:32.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 22 situation at Miri airport</title><content type='html'>It was a good day to begin with. Got up early. Played with my boy AL-E and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breakie&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pappa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all head off to the airport.....AL-E didn't let me go easily but that is a story for another day (However I had unbelievable amount of sloppy kisses from him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt; airport 2 hours ahead of my trip back to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baggage - Checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarding pass - Easy, Fast and Smooth sailing. Hardly any long queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immigration -Here's where the unfortunate situation happened. I have stayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt; for 67 days. When I had arrived, I had used my passport to enter and it happen to expire on March 30, 2009 (which was perhaps my oversight and I should have instead used my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the next 25 minutes or so, I was drilled and scolded by two male immigrations officers that I should have known Sarawak state rules &amp;amp; regulations. Both of their exact words were 'RULES ARE RULES and we can't let you board that plane'. Their voice very very loud and crystal clear for everyone to hear in the airport. Boy, it was so humiliating and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;. I was also so tired due lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was to let them reconsider in letting me go especially I have another document which is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;. Based on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;, I have actually only stayed less than 90 days. On top of that I was really desperate to go visit my mom who is somewhat unwell. Even that did not make them change their mind. Then I told them I really need to be back in KL because I have a connecting flight in couple of days to Europe (Thank God I had the tickets with me)....Finally, after 25 minutes or so, for some reason, the senior officer let me go without saying much further....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reasons, I feel that one should not be subjected to harsh treatment/rough &amp;amp; rowdy language for a rather small issue.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not familiar, please be informed that if you are born in Peninsular Malaysia and happen to go to Sarawak for whatever purpose, you are only allowed to stay in that state for 90 days. Then, you have to go back where you come from or get your company to arrange for a dependant pass and renew when it expires (The dependant pass is a sticker which is laminated into your passport. You and your dependant can stay in Sarawak continuously for a period of a year. However, for subsequent years you are only given 6 months and you have to get your respective Human Resource department to renew this piece of document!). Many Malaysians who are born from the Peninsular are NOT aware of these laws until they start living in Sarawak either for business or other matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can be a Malaysian but there are many different laws that applies if you were born in the Peninsular (West Malaysia) or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Sarawak (East Malaysia or Borneo). However, those &lt;strong&gt;born either in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; or Sarawak has NO issues whatsoever staying for any amount of time in Peninsular Malaysia (even a century if one is able to)&lt;/strong&gt;. Such is life for a selected few. However, there are official reasons which goes back to the time when both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; and Sarawak states decided to join Malaysia back in 1963. I am not going elaborate and make it an epic story. Go find out yourselves from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; or one of the '.gov' sites&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-309202446438952145?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/309202446438952145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/catch-22-at-miri-airport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/309202446438952145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/309202446438952145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/catch-22-at-miri-airport.html' title='Catch 22 situation at Miri airport'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8722451469605644786</id><published>2009-04-13T14:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:10:22.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday-Lepak session at Luak Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj1LOkzDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/T3Y0-xpnWWw/s1600-h/DSC_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324068212191841330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj1LOkzDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/T3Y0-xpnWWw/s400/DSC_0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 1: The Host (posing ala 'Stepford wife') with home Bread Butter Pudding-from the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj03uND8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/1QW0PkEyve4/s1600-h/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324068206955794370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj03uND8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/1QW0PkEyve4/s400/DSC_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 2: AL-E Baba a.k.a The Snopp Puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj0nyYOxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/WPTxI4oGW7E/s1600-h/DSC_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324068202678336274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj0nyYOxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/WPTxI4oGW7E/s400/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 3: AL-E Baba ...posing for Ms. Ange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj0fjbb7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/e2JuTJ_N3t0/s1600-h/DSC_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324068200468148146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj0fjbb7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/e2JuTJ_N3t0/s400/DSC_0527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 4: AL-E and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj0Nf8oDI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6d71vyR7GSU/s1600-h/DSC_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324068195621707826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj0Nf8oDI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6d71vyR7GSU/s400/DSC_0512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic 5: The gang with AL-E who can't seem to keep still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324066755376691490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLigYKxuSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/4dicL04UzgE/s400/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic 6: More of The Gang. (Kupps, me, Ani &amp;amp; Dr. Sharon - the prettiest girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324066754849503538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLigWNFeTI/AAAAAAAAAWg/PjOWfhu36VI/s400/DSC_0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic 7 : AL-E posing his vital anatomy (as usual)..sigh! and of course the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first year that I am celebrating Easter Sunday without any family member...not exactly if you count in my four-legged fury son i.e. AL-E Baba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AL-E is the only family member. Since I miss my hubby, mom and sisters, decided to have a small party for friends. Cooked 3 course meal and we all had &lt;em&gt;Rosé&lt;/em&gt;(An Aussie &lt;em&gt;Rosé&lt;/em&gt;). The &lt;em&gt;Rosé &lt;/em&gt;was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guests were Ms. Ange, Kupps, Dr. Sharon and Ani. Our boy AL-E was extremely excited (as usual who thinks all of friends as his pets). I must say, as compared to all the usual parties that we have had in our home, AL-E did behave quite well yesterday. Nevertheless, he did jump on each everyone (including Kupps. Kupps is warming up a little with AL-E. For the first time, Kupps actually stroke AL-E's back and complimented on AL-E beautiful soft fur..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall it was a nice cool evening (except that the rain was pouring 'cats &amp;amp; dogs' from 5.30 pm till after midnight)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8722451469605644786?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8722451469605644786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sunday-lepak-session-at-luak-bay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8722451469605644786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8722451469605644786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sunday-lepak-session-at-luak-bay.html' title='Easter Sunday-Lepak session at Luak Bay'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SeLj1LOkzDI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/T3Y0-xpnWWw/s72-c/DSC_0514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6774819194622961302</id><published>2009-04-09T21:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:00:40.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Look &amp; Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39F0eP1vI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cUhI1uq8so8/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688611048478450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39F0eP1vI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cUhI1uq8so8/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39F5C5a9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/KEPUf75dKkk/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688612275940306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39F5C5a9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/KEPUf75dKkk/s320/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39FqkpayI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uDDCQrar43o/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688608390966050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39FqkpayI/AAAAAAAAAVA/uDDCQrar43o/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39FlfHcyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yV8Gv2VvRVY/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688607025591074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39FlfHcyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yV8Gv2VvRVY/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oj0KYiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/g8ZZuUa0PtQ/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688108360786466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oj0KYiI/AAAAAAAAAUw/g8ZZuUa0PtQ/s320/DSC00404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38ovjw_WI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cJrP1HyogvE/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688111513238882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38ovjw_WI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cJrP1HyogvE/s320/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oTWaO5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/3GJknQRUu9w/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688103941028754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oTWaO5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/3GJknQRUu9w/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oB6sgHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/SavfuyGwCiI/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688099261382770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oB6sgHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/SavfuyGwCiI/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oOke9oI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U2o0X--Mh04/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688102657881730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd38oOke9oI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U2o0X--Mh04/s320/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new look and feel of a little beach pad in Luak Bay (revised recently).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note:Most of these furniture were extras that we already had in KL. Quite a number of it were purchased for a bargain (There is a store/shop in KL which sells second hotel furniture. Not from local hotel though. Hotels like Shangri La in Hong Kong, Beijing etc. makes changes to its look &amp;amp; feel every 5 years or so. So, most of its old furniture are normally in good condition and they are sold in bulk to agents or whoever is interested. The only setback when you purchase from this store is that you have to make your own arrangement for a lorry to send the goods to your home.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, our goods/furniture (the above items) from KL came a year ago via a container which is provided for by my hubby's employer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6774819194622961302?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6774819194622961302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/updated-look-feel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6774819194622961302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6774819194622961302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/updated-look-feel.html' title='Updated Look &amp; Feel'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd39F0eP1vI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cUhI1uq8so8/s72-c/DSC00411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5097223625612165819</id><published>2009-04-08T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:41:08.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Original Look &amp; Feel of Beach Pad in Luak Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jg9mE8OI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JOgAMwOfF34/s1600-h/miri+house+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323082702516449506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jg9mE8OI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JOgAMwOfF34/s320/miri+house+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jgq9QiFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nlj3lg9jSgE/s1600-h/miri+house+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323082697513404498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jgq9QiFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nlj3lg9jSgE/s320/miri+house+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jgagUGgI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qJuCDfriojg/s1600-h/miri+house+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323082693097036290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jgagUGgI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qJuCDfriojg/s320/miri+house+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All these pictures are a snapshot of how our beach pad had originally look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were the furniture &amp;amp; fixtures provided by the landlord. I have since manage to squeeze most of it into our store room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Most of the original furniture were extremly old, dusty and were rotting (full insects too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The minute I saw this place, I knew it has potential for a change...&lt;/div&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/7026763027996170493-5097223625612165819?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5097223625612165819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/original-look-feel-beach-pad-in-luak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5097223625612165819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5097223625612165819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/original-look-feel-beach-pad-in-luak.html' title='Original Look &amp; Feel of Beach Pad in Luak Bay'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sd9jg9mE8OI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JOgAMwOfF34/s72-c/miri+house+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7552751510006297720</id><published>2009-03-27T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:20:28.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close call</title><content type='html'>The weather was extremely good this evening. Nice cool sea-breeze. So, both AL-E &amp;amp; I decided to go for a sunset walk on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AL-E was really busy with his 'snoop &amp;amp; smell' business (see video).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow AL-E has to smell each and every particle of sand, dirt, wood, grass, little crab, bugs (maybe even eat them) etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about half an hour of walk cum run with AL-E a.k.a 'Snoop Dog', we both seem a little tired and was really walking slow. This is a rare occasion because AL-E is always busy running or walking in a clumsy manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides 'Snoop Dog' AL-E is sometimes referred to as 'Ja Ja Binks' (a sci-fi character from STAR WARS - Part 1) due to his clumsy manner of walking and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when everything seems nice and wonderful, AL-E spring forward instantly and I lost control of the leash. Not only that, I somehow manage to fall backwards and end up on the beach floor (quite painful). Nevertheless, I ran after AL-E for awhile but lost him for a minute or two in some bushes and piles of fallen trees by the beach. It was really getting to be scary (Imagine losing AL-E just like that...). Then I saw a little shaggy black carpet peeping out of an old tree tunnel (the hollow part). Managed to grab hold of AL-E and brought him back home. Really relieved and happy to get back our boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident taught me a lesson. I guess from now on I need to carry a little bag with important necessities like some of AL-E's toys and first Aid. Just in case. AL-E loves his toys especially his squeaky rubber balls. If I had one of those with me today, AL-E would have responded to my calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I got some bruises on my legs and hands due to the fall, I am so very grateful and happy to get back our boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1fe20ca38fd37499" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1fe20ca38fd37499%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE561A90FBD3765735037BD941A38F5770D36BAC.73148DAEAAC1DF12EA7C5B276966EA82F5A9BFBA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1fe20ca38fd37499%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv-xxVWiXEyJ_9YBPCwuRNLFnk_c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1fe20ca38fd37499%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE561A90FBD3765735037BD941A38F5770D36BAC.73148DAEAAC1DF12EA7C5B276966EA82F5A9BFBA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1fe20ca38fd37499%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv-xxVWiXEyJ_9YBPCwuRNLFnk_c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-7552751510006297720?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1fe20ca38fd37499&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7552751510006297720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/close-call.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7552751510006297720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7552751510006297720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/close-call.html' title='Close call'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8898508251097536992</id><published>2009-03-18T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:39:15.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costly Affair</title><content type='html'>How stupid can one be? How careless can one be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful day planned which included meeting up with some friends for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that didn't happen. Instead I was stuck in a car workshop for couple of hours and due to my own carelessness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending AL-E for daycare, stopped at a petrol station to fill up our Dungaboy...within split second realised that I was filling up petrol instead of diesel. The amount of petrol filled up was about 6.24 litres which comes up to RM11.23. Here comes the costly affair...to drain it all cost me RM100/- (after discount). I had to call Jomotors (Mr. Simon) again. Although Jomotors were short-handed today, Mr. Simon still managed to arrange an alternative. Another acquaintance of Mr. Simon from 'M Auto Car Service Centre' came over and towed my car (with me in it). At least I did not do the manoeuvring. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Mr. Simon of Jomotors is a real rare gem over here in Miri. I really truly appreciate his help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had two hours and no magazine and books at sight. This gave me the opportunity do a clean-up job on my mobile. Sent bazillion text and read the replies. Also did some housekeeping with all the videos in my mobile external card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that headed for a good therapy at the hair saloon. A good head massage and hair wash did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next pit-stop is the Columbia Asia private hospital. Got my eye infection checked out and also managed to get a referral letter to see an eye specialist who only happens to drop twice in a month. The private hospital looks decent and has a good GP. I recommend Dr. Choong to anyone and especially first timers. He is a good doctor, humble, understanding, patience and willing to listen to the patient side of the story and most importantly very concerned with the well-being of a patient. This is my VERY FIRST visit to Columbia Asia and I am quite impressed and happy with the service. Besides the doc., as I was waiting for my turn, a hospital administrator came over and talked to me and asked me how I was feeling. In fact, she voluntarily showed me how to get to the building where the specialist are located (which is in another nearby building).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then picked up AL-E. Got home. Cooked breakfast, lunch &amp;amp; dinner. Ate some. Surprisingly I was no longer so hungry. Then played with AL-E for an hour or so. Talked to hubby. Also had a long chat with hubby....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8898508251097536992?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8898508251097536992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/costly-affair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8898508251097536992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8898508251097536992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/costly-affair.html' title='Costly Affair'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-4165157332831617004</id><published>2009-03-16T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:49:53.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off with E.Collar</title><content type='html'>Finally my baby's E.Collar was removed last Saturday (by right should have been today but I just don't have the heart to see our boy suffering with the E.Collar.) I am sure AL-E felt liberated and happy when the E.Collar was off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time/day, AL-E was given a bath (the clinic did it). I didn't want to hurt him - just in case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video... He seemed happy but a little bored. I suppose all washed up and smelling good but no where to go. I can't take him for walks on the beach for another week - doc's advise. 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href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4165157332831617004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-with-ecollar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4165157332831617004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/4165157332831617004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-with-ecollar.html' title='Off with E.Collar'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1837410406022032241</id><published>2009-03-16T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:01:12.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AL-E and green apples</title><content type='html'>Watch my puppy eating green apples with gusto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I could rhyme green apples with something...hmmmmmm (still thinking)...Dr.Seuss has written on Green Eggs and Ham....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-15a9dd937806ebc4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/al-e-and-green-apples.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1837410406022032241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1837410406022032241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/al-e-and-green-apples.html' title='AL-E and green apples'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8202104661666737596</id><published>2009-03-11T18:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:17:53.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarre midday...merde, merde, merde!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sbe3f2nItnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lmWZc1x2mzk/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311916043370280562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sbe3f2nItnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lmWZc1x2mzk/s400/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever wonder how impatient and stupid some people are with their respective vehicle ..? Well don't, there are tons of them. Right now, I wish I could literally axe some...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So bizarre and this sort of stupid &amp;amp; crappy incident (motor-accident) only seem to happen to me in a particular small city...lets say this place is called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;' in Borneo!!! Not once but twice in the span of five months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so mad today. I was not initially (I was cool and just sort of sigh off) Read on and you will understand why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, due to some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unforeseen&lt;/span&gt; circumstances I hit a car while reversing. Plus, I did not run away but willing to accept my mistake and pay up. I told this other person that lets settle but no, she wants more money or do not seem to know how much and called-up all her 7 to 8 male colleagues to come over. It was quite a scene. It already was quite humiliating to be in a situation as such but to be belittled by her, just because I happen to drive a '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dunga&lt;/span&gt; Boy' and willing to settle for a mere hundred(s) . So much for 'gentleman shake'. Her first question was where was I working. To which I replied that I am out of a steady job. The next remark from this person is that 'How come you can drive a big car if you are not working?' To which my reply was that the car does not belong to me! Based on her uniform (and of her colleagues), she happens to work for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LHDN&lt;/span&gt; (Income Tax). She also did have the cheek to tell me that she will file and investigate my tax case...I told her to go ahead and be my guest! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to call a mechanic (J Motor - I am using a pseudo here). A Mr. S was nice enough to drop by and sort of help to settle the situation based on my initial offer. In fact, J Motor is willing to do the necessary 'cosmetic' work on that darn car for the price that I had initially offered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is wrong with this person, not only she is judgemental but darn daft too! In fact, I did tell her off that she can go and make a police report for all I care! (Note: Somewhere during our conversation, she did mention that earlier someone had hit and run off without paying her. I wonder now if it was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dunga&lt;/span&gt; Boy which hit her or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; else!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes my allowance for my hair wash and blow-drying sessions (Note: My personal allowance which I treat myself). I do not have much to treat myself these days...What with no fixed income and have to rely on my other half. After paying the other woman, I am going to have to let go at least six hair-washes &amp;amp; blow-drying session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why me, again??? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Grggh&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some say that I should be grateful that I am alright (which I am) but today I am just f**&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ked&lt;/span&gt; up mad! Wouldn't you be if you had only so much cash to treat yourself every week...and then to go up in swift smoking time due to some unforeseen stupid and idiotic accident. On top of that you have to listen to some stupid remarks just because I happen to drive a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;WD&lt;/span&gt; (which is not even mine to begin with!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each one of us have different sorts of stuff that we treat ourselves, some look forward to a nice 'Starbucks' coffee (or San Francisco or whatever...), some go for manicure &amp;amp; pedicure, some go to the bar or coffee shop for a daily fix, some buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; books and many others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My car is fine. As usual no scratch....but my driving sense in a city called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;' is somewhat bruised and I really, really come to despise this place called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Merde&lt;/span&gt;' - not just due this accident but due a lot of other stupid stuff (story for another day), daft &amp;amp; ignorant people EXCEPT for some loved ones (including a four-legged fury animal and some of it's friend/s), some lovely friends and few wonderful acquaintances, a good family of five.....oh, well the sea front house &amp;amp; view..... Sigh...................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note&lt;/strong&gt;: Here's thanking those who listened to my bizarre sad story and still put a smile on my face in the end (there are a few of you and I really appreciate your jokes and soothing words.Cheers.) Also check out the very MINOR dent! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aae6933ca3c1d025" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daae6933ca3c1d025%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16CEAAC37C13397BA639870001094C0D2C564DB3.2BC35AF7CE4D5D983A53AC94C23E0091259D8407%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daae6933ca3c1d025%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWv3OgpV_53FhqjDiSUW0luxLBMA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daae6933ca3c1d025%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D16CEAAC37C13397BA639870001094C0D2C564DB3.2BC35AF7CE4D5D983A53AC94C23E0091259D8407%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daae6933ca3c1d025%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWv3OgpV_53FhqjDiSUW0luxLBMA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8202104661666737596?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aae6933ca3c1d025&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8202104661666737596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizarre-middaymerde-merde-merde.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8202104661666737596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8202104661666737596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizarre-middaymerde-merde-merde.html' title='Bizarre midday...merde, merde, merde!!!'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sbe3f2nItnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lmWZc1x2mzk/s72-c/DSC00367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1810179498042896592</id><published>2009-03-07T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:41:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. AL-E Zabeth's hair-stylist</title><content type='html'>Well, another stuff that you learn from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owning an English Cocker Spaniel need lots of patience and work especially when one is wearing an E.Collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I have had 5 sessions of blow-drying of AL-E's fur around his ear and neck (especially the area which is covered with the E.Collar). Five sessions has been the highest so far in a SINGLE day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all readers, please be informed that if you have a dog/cat fixed with an E.Collar and if it's ear/fur is wet (the covered area), you must do this procedure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wipe the wet part with a towel.&lt;br /&gt;2. Blow dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, you may visiting the doc/vet for fungus attack issue (Note: Sometimes ticks love to attack moist area of a dog/cat). The worst that can happen is 'tick-fever' which is very FATAL for a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the above helps (for those who happens to own a pet i.e. dog/cat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: My AL-E is not too keen to drink water from a bottle (the bottle is fixed with a device to assist drinking - it is solely designed for dogs). AL-E loves water. AL-E drinks at least a litre of water everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f84360eef43c1398" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df84360eef43c1398%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D57A907845E9F0B637032AE25F75740C56B2CACDE.836AA47CF099429292A7807A404E65B4B1F3C548%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df84360eef43c1398%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdJYH1D-GQUZJidIBpiEDO44hZe4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df84360eef43c1398%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D57A907845E9F0B637032AE25F75740C56B2CACDE.836AA47CF099429292A7807A404E65B4B1F3C548%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df84360eef43c1398%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdJYH1D-GQUZJidIBpiEDO44hZe4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1810179498042896592?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f84360eef43c1398&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1810179498042896592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-al-e-zabeths-hair-stylist.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1810179498042896592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1810179498042896592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-al-e-zabeths-hair-stylist.html' title='Mr. AL-E Zabeth&apos;s hair-stylist'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6831368663443420253</id><published>2009-03-06T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:09:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Surgery - Feeding</title><content type='html'>I really did my research prior to sending our puppy for surgery (neutering). However, no books/website provide with proper information on how to care for your puppy/dog or cat etc. right after surgery. They do not tell you how to feed (food &amp;amp; water) your dog especially one that has to be fit with an Elizabeth Collar. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the vet cannot explain much on this matter. A lot of studies is still on going (apparently). Even the type/mixture of general anaesthetic has to be monitored with accuracy, any overdose can be fatal for a dog. The dose of GA varies based on type of dog, weight etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I can read my AL-E's mind. Poor boy, he wimps and runs somewhat 'amok' when wound is drying up...Does it itch or hurt? How I wish I had the ability to read a dog's mind during this trying time! I can only sympathize and be understanding with my boy. Bear with it AL-E, the countdown is on - only 10 more days to go.....By then your E.Collar will be off and you can lick whatever part of your body that you are able too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a211650477ef342" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a211650477ef342%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D177E0698D9B6C18AA99FDB05FA38C23DD4FF985D.13B49A07FEB151E76F91BFAE684777DB72D26F7E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a211650477ef342%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZTThSbiif40gvDQaKFwvIqaTkYo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a211650477ef342%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331058523%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D177E0698D9B6C18AA99FDB05FA38C23DD4FF985D.13B49A07FEB151E76F91BFAE684777DB72D26F7E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a211650477ef342%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZTThSbiif40gvDQaKFwvIqaTkYo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6831368663443420253?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a211650477ef342&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6831368663443420253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-surgery-feeding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6831368663443420253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6831368663443420253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-surgery-feeding.html' title='Post Surgery - Feeding'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8234483760936736512</id><published>2009-03-05T12:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:07:15.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Surgery-First night -Mr. AL-E Zabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aUaFCF4I/AAAAAAAAATI/ihRKL0txI_w/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309561792337418114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aUaFCF4I/AAAAAAAAATI/ihRKL0txI_w/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aTyFGkoI/AAAAAAAAATA/NScRyoYJVgE/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309561781600293506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aTyFGkoI/AAAAAAAAATA/NScRyoYJVgE/s320/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aT6me25I/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZfijfcJtDv8/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309561783887780754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aT6me25I/AAAAAAAAAS4/ZfijfcJtDv8/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On March 3, our nine month old boy AL-E, an English Cocker Spaniel went for a minor operation (castration). The surgery went smoothly but the healing part is where the real work starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the surgery, we requested the doc to fit AL-E with an Elizabeth Collar (also referred to as an E. Collar. I personally like to refer it to a 'lamp shade'). Our puppy thinks he is a cat and tends to imitate the licking habits that a feline does (especially concerning his private parts). Licking happens to be one of AL-E favorite past time (during the day or night)...sigh! Mind you, AL-E gets all the exercise (walk on the beach twice a day and he roams around the house with his acrobatic antics 24/7. He is a VERY VERY active dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the minute the general anesthetic wore off (after the surgery), our boy started to lick, even with his E. Collar (AL-E was initially fixed with a small size E. Collar). The doc changed his E. Collar to a medium size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, AL-E got wear his E. Collar 24/7 for the next 2 weeks - until his wound is completely healed and the sticthes removed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have been taking lots of pictures and video of his clumsy antics wearing an E.Collar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome aboard Mr. &lt;strong&gt;AL-E Zabeth&lt;/strong&gt; (Note to AL-E: Just kidding AL-E, if only you can read what mommy has pen down in this blog. Perhaps one day you may laugh at your own antics when replayed...just maybe. But right now, I understand you are uncomfortable but the E. Collar is so very necessary for your own well being AL-E.)&lt;/div&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/7026763027996170493-8234483760936736512?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8234483760936736512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-surgery-first-night-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8234483760936736512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8234483760936736512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-surgery-first-night-home.html' title='Post Surgery-First night -Mr. AL-E Zabeth'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/Sa9aUaFCF4I/AAAAAAAAATI/ihRKL0txI_w/s72-c/DSC00354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7209540634520168290</id><published>2009-02-20T17:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:03:48.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Dog...Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SZ7FveTbDeI/AAAAAAAAARs/vY15XVhqgrU/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304894830468074978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SZ7FveTbDeI/AAAAAAAAARs/vY15XVhqgrU/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SZ7FvMrQ7uI/AAAAAAAAARk/6sUvLuJrcEU/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304894825736236770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SZ7FvMrQ7uI/AAAAAAAAARk/6sUvLuJrcEU/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today is a wonderful day. For the first time (in many months), I have nothing to complain about today and it feels GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;. Getting both the owner and the dog united feels good and it does not happen everyday. I am glad and feel blessed to be able to experience this process (with good results).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It all begin last evening (Thursday evening). My neighbour, Mr. TS came back with a brand new dog, a lab retriever (well, that was what I thought but eventually found out it was a golden retriever). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Later, I was taking our little puppy for an evening stroll, then popped over at another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neighbour's&lt;/span&gt; house for a little chat when I bumped into Mr. TS. I asked him about the new gorgeous addition to his family and was told that he found this particular 'lab dog' looking lost and tried to across a busy main road (If he had not brought it back home safely, the dog would have been hit by a bus or car etc. Ouch!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyhow, this morning as I was checking my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I found a notice from a Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VPF&lt;/span&gt; that her dog got stolen last evening...blah, blah, blah.... The description fits the dog that the neighbour of mine brought back. So, I got busy and tried to get in touch with the owner. It was not easy...After speaking to friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt; and a number of strangers, I finally managed to speak to Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VPF&lt;/span&gt; late afternoon. I also called up my neighbour and told him that I managed to locate the owner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The owner came later in the evening (before sunset) to collect her golden retriever. Attached picture (I think the picture said it all - I took it using my mobile SE C902, so not as great as SLR versions).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wish to thank the following people for making today a truly wonderful and great day i.e. having the chance to locate the owner (without your help this would not have been possible). Thank you all for taking my call(s) during your busy work day. Thank you for being patience and hearing the story. They are Ms. Joanna, Mack, Joe C., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yazmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Ahmad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zahrin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Thomas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And last but not least Mr. TS for being such an angel to Pretty (the name of the dog). You did a fantastic job while Pretty was in your care (Pretty was given a bath and was well fed too plus all TLC etc. etc.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A Happy Ending indeed. It not everyday (or every other day) that an owner gets united with her/his dog or cat or rabbit or cow or sheep etc (whatever the pet maybe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Meanwhile, I will not complain about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from now on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rocks. &lt;/span&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/7026763027996170493-7209540634520168290?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7209540634520168290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-dogfound.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7209540634520168290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7209540634520168290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-dogfound.html' title='Missing Dog...Found'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SZ7FveTbDeI/AAAAAAAAARs/vY15XVhqgrU/s72-c/DSC00288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-433601738467713282</id><published>2009-02-12T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:43:21.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost missed my flight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday could have ended up a disastrous day but lady luck was on my side. Thus, everything worked out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happened then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had booked a taxi (from my list of regular &amp;amp; somewhat loyal taxi drivers) for a trip down to KLIA. I am going to refer to this regular taxi driver as D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my house in Bangsar is about 10 minutes drive to KL Sentral. However, I had this mind-set that no taxi driver would want to do such a short trip down to KL Sentral. Thus, I didn't call for a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, D did not turn up. What's worse is that D had arranged for another friend of his to send me to KLIA. His friend was 5 minutes late. The worst part is that I had to call D to find all these stuff. I got a little upset and told D the deal is off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a risk (a big risk) and called for a cab to KL Sentral. Within 5 seconds a taxi turned up and I reached KL Sentral but was too late to check in there. Thus, took the ERL to KLIA. I had 40 minutes to check in and board the plane to Miri. All worked out fine and I am in Miri now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I am a little appalled that D didn't even bother to apologise (Earlier, on the phone he was rather defensive. I won't get into details.) I had helped him so much in referring all my former friends, associates and clients in building up his little business. Such an ungrateful person!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday turned out to be one of those nutty situation day but I am grateful that everything turned out fine. My father-in-law picked me up from the airport, made some snacks/lunch and I had lots of sloppy welcome kisses &amp;amp; hugs from little AL-E. Later we all had dinner with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a box of chocolates indeed. Take it one day at a time and everything happens for a reason. Oh well......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-433601738467713282?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/433601738467713282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxi-flight-to-miri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/433601738467713282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/433601738467713282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxi-flight-to-miri.html' title='Almost missed my flight...'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-6029803363024871269</id><published>2009-02-07T11:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:51:39.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elantra 1.8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where do I begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here is my story, I am writing this blog in a car workshop (while waiting for the water pump to be fixed in our Elantra). I was also in this same workshop yesterday, got the engine mounting fixed....Grrrghhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I thought my life and my seven year old Elantra's were somewhat better after the major fix-up last December 08. Mine in terms of $$$$$$ and Elantra's well being/life-span etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When I say mine, it also includes hubby's because he's the 'Bank Negara'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I wish for lady luck to pour some got luck potion on me and 'Bank Negara' with a present of new car for me (all expense paid for plus all other necessary expense and a holiday trip paid for too)... I also wish for other things but that is a story for another day. I am not sure what 'Bank Negara' would wish for but I have some basic idea which will not be exposed in this blog (not today anyways).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How I wish my dream will come true....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-6029803363024871269?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6029803363024871269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/elantra-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6029803363024871269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/6029803363024871269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/elantra-18.html' title='Elantra 1.8'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7717582466974304392</id><published>2009-02-03T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:54:36.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roof Leaking...yet another nutty situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Again...the Bangsar home roof is leaking. Just in December 2007, we had fixed the darn roof and today after a heavy downpour, it is leaking so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Leaks are everywhere, upstairs in our bedroom, my painting/artwork room, the stairwell, utility room...all areas mentioned is soaked with water....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just when I am recovering from flu and cold, just when I am doing the household expenses and administrative work....now I have to be the maid and clean-up the mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The funny thing is (I am being sarcastic here), housekeeper just came this morning and did all the cleaning, waxing and polishing! Now it is my turn to do the moping and clearing up. Life is really a box of chocolates and today is all about nuts and being in a NUTTY situation!!! I am really going nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-7717582466974304392?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7717582466974304392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/roof-leaking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7717582466974304392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7717582466974304392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/roof-leaking.html' title='Roof Leaking...yet another nutty situation'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-2172074254133903086</id><published>2009-02-03T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:45:46.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I decided to retire early today (to sleep). So, off to bed at 9.00pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As I was soundly asleep (dreaming - maybe).....sounds of bomb being blasted from not too far away just jolt me up from dreamland. It was more like nightmare...something like war movie e.g. like Pearl Harbour (being bombed)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guess what, it is my daft neighbours (don't know which one but definitely from Terasek 3), shooting heavy-duty fireworks in the air. Polluting the air, making noise in the middle of the night and disturbing people's sleep. I thought fireworks are banned in Malaysia except for the ones done by the Government for occasions like New Year's day etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Whatever...now I am wide awake (and writing this blog)...Sigh! Maybe will watch a movie (DVD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-2172074254133903086?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2172074254133903086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/neighbours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2172074254133903086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2172074254133903086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/neighbours.html' title='Neighbours'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-432514248634960356</id><published>2009-02-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:00:00.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'DAY Mack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYWUTGLb66I/AAAAAAAAARc/YVJuuVERMq4/s1600-h/DSC00939%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297803592468261794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYWUTGLb66I/AAAAAAAAARc/YVJuuVERMq4/s320/DSC00939%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you..Happy Birthday to you....Happy Birthday to YOOOOOUUUU Happy Birthday to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Many happy returns and may God Bless you. Take care, take a break, take a deep breathe, relax and enjoy your day. Hope you like our gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&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/7026763027996170493-432514248634960356?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/432514248634960356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-bday-mack.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/432514248634960356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/432514248634960356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-bday-mack.html' title='Happy B&apos;DAY Mack'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYWUTGLb66I/AAAAAAAAARc/YVJuuVERMq4/s72-c/DSC00939%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7357035657941380678</id><published>2009-02-01T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:58:00.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kofi shop in Lebuh Ampang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQkdXXCLpI/AAAAAAAAARM/UvlkRYEdc3c/s1600-h/DSC00988%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297399148599979666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQkdXXCLpI/AAAAAAAAARM/UvlkRYEdc3c/s200/DSC00988%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQkdKbmejI/AAAAAAAAARE/TzLYEVLIH7I/s1600-h/DSC00987%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297399145129474610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQkdKbmejI/AAAAAAAAARE/TzLYEVLIH7I/s200/DSC00987%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why kofi shop and not coffee shop? Well, someone close and dear to me normally text me his whereabouts in the evening and it happens to be Kofi shop (which mean coffee shop). Thus, the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Took Anjali, Kupps &amp;amp; Deb to my favorite coffee shop. The coffee (the REAL white coffee), laksa curry and my usual 'diet' food is excellent. Do not bring your laptop here. This place is to eat, hang-out, watch the the infamous KL traffic jam and then leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Deb actually finished her laksa curry (wiped out...). Anjali enjoyed her curry laksa too and of course the coffee....Well, Kupps found the laksa a little spicy but enjoyed the cofffee. I had two cups (simply couldn't resist). We all were a little hungry since no one had breakie in the morning. This was our brunch break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh, all of them (I could swear) had one of the best steam bread. Unfortunately, steam bread is not available in Miri (Note: Anjali &amp;amp; Deb, please get your dad to make some lah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7026763027996170493-7357035657941380678?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7357035657941380678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/kofi-shop-in-lebuh-ampang.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7357035657941380678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7357035657941380678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/kofi-shop-in-lebuh-ampang.html' title='Kofi shop in Lebuh Ampang'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQkdXXCLpI/AAAAAAAAARM/UvlkRYEdc3c/s72-c/DSC00988%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-3705585171546626078</id><published>2009-01-31T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:51:22.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cipolla Restaurant - Thursday night, Jan. 29th, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8nHLfSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/imcY5nNbE8E/s1600-h/n536034289_1501100_1467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297393088334626082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8nHLfSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/imcY5nNbE8E/s200/n536034289_1501100_1467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8izxa3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Y-2RizAU6as/s1600-h/DSC00968%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297393087179484018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8izxa3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Y-2RizAU6as/s200/DSC00968%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8dwJnJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/NAc-15TLa8s/s1600-h/DSC00967%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297393085822114962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8dwJnJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/NAc-15TLa8s/s200/DSC00967%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8aoM-OI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Zkq7idC0F0Y/s1600-h/DSC00939%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297393084983474402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8aoM-OI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Zkq7idC0F0Y/s200/DSC00939%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A little under the weather and down with annoying sore-throat...that does not stop me from having a good time with friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dinner at Cipolla was very good including drinks, appetizers, main course which include pasta, gnocchi, pizza and the amazing desserts. Although, one piece of Deb's ravioli ended crashing on the dinner table...and one piece of Klevin's pizza ended up flying to the floor...oh well, minor accidents. Apart from that, everything else went well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dinner ended early i.e. 11.30pm because somebody needed to catch up on sleep because the next day happens to be a working day (Note: It was Klevin. The rest of us are on a break....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7026763027996170493-3705585171546626078?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3705585171546626078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cipolla-restaurant-thursday-night-jan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3705585171546626078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3705585171546626078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cipolla-restaurant-thursday-night-jan.html' title='Cipolla Restaurant - Thursday night, Jan. 29th, 2009'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYQe8nHLfSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/imcY5nNbE8E/s72-c/n536034289_1501100_1467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-2668335207548194069</id><published>2009-01-30T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:57:38.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usmagazine.com | News - Jessica Alba Lashes Out at Bill O'Reilly for Insinuating She's "Dumb"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought this was interesting to write/deliberate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.90.166.18/news/jessica-alba-lashes-out-bill-oreilly-insinuating-shes-dumb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;http://64.90.166.18/news/jessica-alba-lashes-out-bill-oreilly-insinuating-shes-dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessica Alba has taken to her &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://celebrity.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=celebrity.blog" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celebrity MySpace blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; to defend herself over accusations made by Bill O'Reilly and TMZ.com that she is dumb.When a reporter approached her at an inauguration event last week, she tried to turn the tables on him &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2009/01/21/jessica-alba-the-ditz-on-switzerland/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by asking him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; what Barack Obama's greatest characteristic was. When the reporter said he felt uncomfortable answering because he is a journalist, Alba replied, "be neutral - be Sweden about it."&lt;br /&gt;TMZ.com later called her a "ditz" and an "arrogant buffoon" for saying Sweden instead of Switzerland when referring to the neutral country during WWII.O'Reilly - whom Alba had called an &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/news/jessica-alba-bill-oreilly-kind-of-ahole" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"a-hole"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; at the same event - also called her "misguided" for mixing up the countries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Upon checking via Wikipedia, here is the result...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweden_during_World_War_II"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweden_during_World_War_II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The policy of Sweden during World War II was to remain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Neutral country" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neutral_country"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;neutral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Swedish neutrality" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swedish_neutrality"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swedish neutrality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; had been the policy for more than a century, since the end of the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Napoleonic Wars" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleonic_Wars"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Napoleonic Wars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. However, official "policy" and actions have often been at odds. Since the time of the Napoleonic Wars, Sweden has not initiated any direct armed combat. However, Sweden's military and government have been involved in major "peacekeeping actions" and other military support functions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, what do you all think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was it Jessica Alba's slip of a tongue and she is now trying to justify the matter? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shouldn't one always refer to current situation and apply as a form of justification?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-2668335207548194069?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2668335207548194069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/usmagazinecom-news-jessica-alba-lashes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2668335207548194069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/2668335207548194069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/usmagazinecom-news-jessica-alba-lashes.html' title='Usmagazine.com | News - Jessica Alba Lashes Out at Bill O&apos;Reilly for Insinuating She&apos;s &quot;Dumb&quot;'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7525172862774517498</id><published>2009-01-29T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:50:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today's entry is dedicated to dear hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Why? For suggesting to throw my phone line i.e. DIGI line. (sniff, sniff.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, guess what, a friend of ours (who has happened to be our witness during our wedding ceremony at church 14 years ago - to sign documents i.e. the church documents), just called me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Can you imagine, I had lost all contact whatsoever with this person since 2000 and today he called. Apparently, he has been trying (in fact called my last working place several times, several departments in HQ but to no avail..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyhow, remember during last Christmas party, we were just talking about couple of long lost friend(s) of ours and what had happened to them, well this friend is still alive and have since furthered his studies and was working with several banking/financial institution. Personally, he has moved on too, separated with his wife and has a new girl who happens to be a Singaporean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I am NOT going to throw or CHANGE my mobile line because you never know who may try to get in touch with you. It may be good or not so pleasant. Life is short, so STOP complaining and make the best of it. Bisous (x100 to hubby).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-7525172862774517498?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7525172862774517498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-found.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7525172862774517498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7525172862774517498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-found.html' title='Lost &amp; Found'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8531095219702312013</id><published>2009-01-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:56:41.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Lunch &amp; Yee Sang - Part 3 - Jalan jalan cari bag kamera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh well, by now everyone is contented with lunch, coffee-break and cakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While in Delicious, got a call from hubby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the love of God, I am not able to hear a thing hubby was saying. So, hubby called Kupps instead. Managed to speak a bit with hubby (Note: Initially, hubby was frustrated with my DIGI line because he can hear me but I am NOT able to hear him on the other end. I think it is because MAXIS has a better coverage as compared to DIGI. Nevertheless, I am not going to throw or discontinue my DIGI line which I have been using since 1997. I love my number and it is so easy to remember. Sorry dear, you will just have to make do with text messages sometimes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The next pit-stops were to several photo/camera shops. Anjali was looking for a bag for her recently purchased camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Finally, found one that could have been the one EXCEPT for the colour... (Note: By now, Deb had joined us with the camera bag hunting. Her group discussion ended early.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In the end we decided to head home. The next pit stop is to drop me off at home. Anjali, Kupps and Deb stayed for awhile before heading home. Made some cha (Indian masala tea) for both Deb and myself since Kupps &amp;amp; Anjali declined to have some. They were quite full with all the coffee, cup cakes and brownie at Delicious earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Deb had a first dose of our Gujerati 'cha'. I think she was quite impressed and enjoyed the cha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;---------------------The End-----------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-8531095219702312013?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8531095219702312013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-lunch-yee-sang-part-3-jalan-jalan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8531095219702312013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8531095219702312013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-lunch-yee-sang-part-3-jalan-jalan.html' title='CNY Lunch &amp; Yee Sang - Part 3 - Jalan jalan cari bag kamera'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-5159692679561193194</id><published>2009-01-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:00:01.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Lunch &amp; Yee Sang - Part 2 ...Coffee &amp; dessert too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a sumptuous lunch, we drove all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anjali's&lt;/span&gt; place &amp;amp; picked up Deb's laptop. Deb needs to be in BU for a group discussion with her college mates for some assignment etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then we drove all the way to BU to drop Deb off. Thank God we had a walking &amp;amp; talking personalised human GPS in the car i.e. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anjali&lt;/span&gt;. This GPS can made alternative suggestions too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If not, our chauffeur, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kupps&lt;/span&gt; will probably end up taking us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Patutlah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kupps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt; especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;silap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt;...Please pay attention to GPS and follow road signs..he..he..he). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kupps&lt;/span&gt;, your driving skill is pretty smooth (slow and steady). After lunch, this sort of drive is nice unlike some person in foreign land now. You all know who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, someone who thinks he is Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Schumacher&lt;/span&gt; (the former F1 champion). He is tall, brown &amp;amp; handsome Malaysian whom I got married to 14 years ago, whose motto on driving is '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Cepat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;asal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sampai&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In BU, we ended up having coffee and cakes in Delicious. Neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Alleluia &amp;amp; amen (I am sure this makes your day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Anjali&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Part 3 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jalan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cari&lt;/span&gt; beg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kamera&lt;/span&gt;. (Sight-seeing, taking a stroll &amp;amp; looking for a camera bag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-5159692679561193194?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5159692679561193194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-lunch-yee-sang-part-2-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5159692679561193194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/5159692679561193194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-lunch-yee-sang-part-2-coffee.html' title='CNY Lunch &amp; Yee Sang - Part 2 ...Coffee &amp; dessert too'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1151028049128112800</id><published>2009-01-28T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:48:54.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Lunch &amp; Yee Sang - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296309093370832066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYBFDzMKJMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yuZgXcmnPB4/s200/DSC00920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296309093754255106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYBFD0nktwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/DOWDtO4Mw6c/s200/DSC00916.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296309095258228818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYBFD6OJiFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bHMWUe_5e_A/s200/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296309092283291858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYBFDvI3mNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/acNDtmZEf-g/s200/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296309091065284850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYBFDqmeSPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/d7R55iPIJTI/s200/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today the big agenda of the day is having Yee Sang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, must have every year and having with good friends makes it more meaningful and memorable (Note: Sniff, sniff...the only person missing here is hubby. Miss you and you were in my thoughts throughout the day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kupps, Anjali and Deb dropped by the house and chauffeured me to Golden Phoenix restaurant at Equatorial Hotel for lunch. The reservation was at 12pm (Note: The restaurant opens for business at 12pm). However, we arrived 15 minutes early and managed to squeeze ourselves into a 'little opening' of the front door of the said restaurant. The restaurant manager/host was nice enough to let us sit on our table and take our orders immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In fact, she even managed to guess my name as the person who made the reservation (I am quite surprised since she didn't bother to ask but rather announced at the door. Maybe the only person who made the reservation...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, when it came to having drinks, Anjali requested for some coffee and we were told that the restaurant only serves tea (and everything else in the menu like juices, wine, beer but NOT coffee. What is wrong with these people? Can't they just go next door to E'toile Bistro and get coffee (Sigh!). I could have made a scene and insisted but Anjali said it was okay and to get on with lunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had the vegetarian Yee Sang (the one with pear). YUMMY. All of us had second and some third helpings. Yee Sang was wiped out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For main course, we ordered fried Garoupa cooked in apple &amp;amp; thai chili sauce, home made bean curd with green vege, lotus fried with some lily vege (I think something like that) and some vegetarian fried rice. Everything was wiped out (even the fish) except for couple pieces of vege (Note: Our regular DBKL, Mr. Kupps cannot finish them...apparently he was full). Look out at the pictures whereby both Anjali &amp;amp; myself rubbing his Buddha lookalike belly..he.. he.. he...it was quite hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By the way, thanks for taking the pictures and forwarding to me Deb. You are so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overall had a wonderful lunch time with friends. It was truly fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Look out for Part 2 story of the day - same day, a little later in the afternoon..&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/7026763027996170493-1151028049128112800?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1151028049128112800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/lunch-yee-sang-part-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1151028049128112800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1151028049128112800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/lunch-yee-sang-part-1.html' title='CNY Lunch &amp; Yee Sang - Part 1'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SYBFDzMKJMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yuZgXcmnPB4/s72-c/DSC00920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-8621959753371555873</id><published>2009-01-28T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:00:00.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cava Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FbEnG4aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XISvjycWN4w/s1600-h/P1000022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295816911975014818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FbEnG4aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XISvjycWN4w/s200/P1000022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FapJMBUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/02kFAIOshBE/s1600-h/P1000021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295816904601765186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FapJMBUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/02kFAIOshBE/s200/P1000021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FajaNWaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YWVcRTORvfQ/s1600-h/P1000016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295816903062542754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FajaNWaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YWVcRTORvfQ/s200/P1000016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FaUQDCsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UkHui8Drf90/s1600-h/P1000012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295816898993392322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FaUQDCsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UkHui8Drf90/s200/P1000012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FacEDrZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ydDAKdZgF1c/s1600-h/P1000010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295816901090586002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FacEDrZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ydDAKdZgF1c/s200/P1000010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since I am still kinda somewhat melancholic, my memories went back to last Thursday, where we had a wonderful dinner with the Jacksons (Erik &amp;amp; Nga).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Both Erik &amp;amp; Nga will be going back to States for good, sometime in June this year. Since hubby will be in Europe and after his work assignment we will be on a short vacation (location is still being deliberated). Thus, we thought this would be a a good time to get together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, we all had dinner in Cava, one of our favorite restaurant for tapas and Sangria. They also serve excellent Paella. Cava is located in Jalan Bangkung, Bangsar (Note: Away from the traffic congestion of Bangsar Village, BSC and Lucky Garden. Parking is ample and free. Also free from the regular night touts. Thank God for that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Sangria was so good that we all ended having two big jugs. We had couple of tapas. One of it being deep-fried Brie (It was reall good. Unusual but good). For the main course Erik and hubby had vegetarian Paella. Both Nga and myself had the seafood Paella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was indeed a great evening with good conversation, food, drinks and being with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Erik &amp;amp; Nga, here's wishing you both all the very best and hope to see you guys again in the future. Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7026763027996170493-8621959753371555873?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8621959753371555873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cava-restaurant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8621959753371555873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/8621959753371555873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cava-restaurant.html' title='Cava Restaurant'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WU--0NvQNgw/SX6FbEnG4aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XISvjycWN4w/s72-c/P1000022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-7139330691307082276</id><published>2009-01-28T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:02:00.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Feeling rather melancholic and thinking about the last couple of days with hubby prior to his trip/flight to Europe on a work assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh well, such is life...we all need to move on and be well and get going...I will too, eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-7139330691307082276?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7139330691307082276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/melancholic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7139330691307082276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/7139330691307082276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/melancholic.html' title='Melancholic'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-3836340113244503599</id><published>2009-01-28T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:00:00.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser's Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ser's&lt;/span&gt; Corner...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sounds a little odd right...no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There is a little story behind this name called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ser&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A long, long time ago, when I was back in my uni days, one of my close friend decided that I need a simpler name with one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;syllabus&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently, my first name is rather too long. Very mind boggling because my name is rather short and simple plus I do not have a middle name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I was renamed and informally baptised with '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ser&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It is funny that I have decided to re-use this name after many years. I have had other options but I wonder why I decided to use this particular one as a pseudo name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-3836340113244503599?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3836340113244503599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/sers-corner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3836340113244503599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/3836340113244503599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/sers-corner.html' title='Ser&apos;s Corner'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026763027996170493.post-1590815981685294885</id><published>2009-01-27T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:23:39.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bonjour everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another blog? Don't I have enough on my plate by having one little blog dedicated to AL-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What got into me? What was I thinking...? Beats me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, now that hubby is away in some foreign land and will only be back sometime in the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; quarter of the year, thought it would be interesting to pen down some daily/weekly activities/stuff in my own blog (NOTE: Sorry AL-E, mommy needs a break too. Need to post my own story. Nevertheless, will still write about your antics in your blog from time to time but not everyday.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With that, I welcome my family members and friends to my little corner, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ser's&lt;/span&gt; corner. Life is one big box of chocolates, you may find the good stuff like cream, berries, raisins, liquor and at times NUTS (Note: Not that I hate nuts but in retrospect, you do bump into nutty situations. Go figure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bienvenue to Ser's World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026763027996170493-1590815981685294885?l=sercorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1590815981685294885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-blog.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1590815981685294885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026763027996170493/posts/default/1590815981685294885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sercorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-blog.html' title='Another Blog'/><author><name>Ser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15867743379090803661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
