<?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-6406706025668761837</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:43:32.508+08:00</updated><category term='Impressions'/><category term='Refugee'/><category term='Transition'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='TV .vs. Life'/><category term='Matt Cutts'/><category term='2011 Japan Earthquake'/><category term='2011'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Discipline'/><category term='Politic talk'/><category term='Politikus'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Smart people'/><category term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><category term='A Good Read'/><category term='Morgan Spurlock'/><category term='Quote'/><category term='Uniqlo'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='It&apos;s that thought again'/><category term='Anthropology'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Status quo'/><category term='Power Snack'/><category term='Imagination'/><category term='Bob Geldof'/><category term='Magic'/><category term='Mind over matter'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='The Sound of Arrow'/><category term='Diva'/><category term='WTFBBQ'/><category term='Designers'/><category term='TOTD'/><category term='Earth Hour'/><category term='Apa Salahnya Berbicara Bahasa Malaysia?'/><category term='Dateline'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='Boycott'/><category term='Jean-Sebastien Monzani'/><category term='Sibling talk'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='Your secret'/><category term='Blogserius'/><category term='advert'/><category term='Reflection'/><category term='PERKASA'/><category term='crap'/><category term='Amnesty International'/><category term='Influencersfilm'/><category term='$*%#'/><category term='Raya 2010'/><category term='self improvement'/><category term='TOTM'/><category term='TED'/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'>It's nothing. Seriously</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JnfBXjWm7hc" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do I want to do first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7038978475743413861?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7038978475743413861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7038978475743413861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7038978475743413861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='The Sound of Arrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zE2hEaMpKQI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important to know how to have an imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris dreaming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-9115976979496103933?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/9115976979496103933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-2396583257980401692</id><published>2011-06-21T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:54:22.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTFBBQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><title type='text'>When putting your kid to bed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2jMf7kVVOow" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2396583257980401692?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2jMf7kVVOow/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-5692372636763800835</id><published>2011-06-17T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T16:50:15.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Refugee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dateline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERKASA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amnesty International'/><title type='text'>Refugee</title><content type='html'>Although This issue is not relatively current, it will always be relevant nonetheless. Anything could happen in a blink of an eye and for that, let us put ourselves in others' shoes to understand the implications and what could possibly happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qB5BFhEhTg8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://zainhd.com/2011/06/refugee-life-in-a-proud-developing-country/" target="_blank"&gt;Zain HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly bewildering when the Malaysian Government decided to be &lt;strike&gt;making money&lt;/strike&gt; charitable by accepting asylum seekers who got caught in Australia with no legal papers when in the constitution, there are no law protecting the interest of asylum seekers. The way the Deputy Home Minister dodging to address the questions transparently does raise suspicions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me not make justifications of the actions for the government towards this issue. But rather let's put this issue in a different paradigm;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERKASA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the so called savior of the locale race. Don't let me start on PEKIDA and a few more out there. For the time being, I'll focus on one example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ah, Kalau apa-apa jadi mereka boleh balik negara mereka tu. Kita nak balik mana? Kita kena pertahankan negara kita ni untuk orang-orang kita"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ass. Come on, you really that stupid? That dense? learn to know your neighbours. Oh wait, maybe you live in just among 'your' people. Then go out and get involved in feeding the homeless of maybe if that's too degrading for you, meet and understand you neighbours in the neighbouring neighbourhood. &lt;i&gt;Hamik kau&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Merapu dah aku ni&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris pening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joe Coker - "A Little Help From My friend"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5692372636763800835?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5692372636763800835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5692372636763800835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5692372636763800835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5692372636763800835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/06/refugee.html' title='Refugee'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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://img.youtube.com/vi/qB5BFhEhTg8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-2133062152425603144</id><published>2011-05-25T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:55:08.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>CON(m)passion</title><content type='html'>As i was watching a video on Youtube, I heard a faint call coming from outside of the house. I could barely hear it as my ears were blasted with mini speakers, it's surprising that I could even pick the voice up. It pissed me off that there are others in the house clearly heard it before me but choose to ignore it (That's another issue altogether). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went out and checked who might that be seeking attention of the people inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man, mid-30s with an arm-sling on his right hand with a sad face. He starts mumbling and crying as soon as he saw me. And handed out his wife's IC together with his as I approach the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept quiet and just listening to him for a few minutes before picking the IC's from his hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I'm a skeptic. Instead of just giving him what he wanted or just tell him off to make him leave, I gave him a chance to talk, to REALLY talk. I asked him details just to give myself a baseline of how truthful or how good of a con is he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the conversation, his eyes kept giving me strong eye contact which uncharacteristic to people asking for help. Those who keep strong eye contact in a conversation normally are those who are learning to con convincingly. The only time he glanced someplace else was when he's trying to figure out what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I questioned his method strongly and reluctant to hand him any assistant of which he asked for, I gave him the benefit of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say more of this experience, my lack of command of the language rule over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I got questions about who was that outside form those who's infront o the TV, I choose to ignore them like how they ignore the person outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2133062152425603144?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2133062152425603144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2133062152425603144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2133062152425603144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2133062152425603144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/05/conpassion.html' title='CON(m)passion'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-2712833554618407828</id><published>2011-05-01T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:06:04.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>Conflict of principle</title><content type='html'>Here I am, in front of the monitor, pondering, and scaling the implication of the thing that I'm asked to do;&lt;br /&gt;Which is to make copies of 2 Audio CD of verses from the Holy Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I am reflecting the principle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sharing is good, hence that is why my aunt gave it to my grandma to copy for her use.&lt;br /&gt;2) Since sharing IS good, my mom asked to make a few more copies to be given to her other siblings as well.&lt;br /&gt;But;&lt;br /&gt;3) On the CD case, it says "&lt;i&gt;Kaset ini tidak dibenarkan sama sekali untuk dicetak balik. Dapatkan yang Original. (Hargai ilmu Allah ini)&lt;/i&gt;". Basically the author doesn't allow it to be copied (nevermind it says cassette eventho clearly the author was lazy to bother to change the copy on the case)&lt;br /&gt;4) It says "respect God's given knowledge". So, it should be done right, right? No pirated stuff.&lt;br /&gt;5) But, but, but, I'm not making profit out of it isn't it? So copying shouldn't be a sin, yes?&lt;br /&gt;6) Okay, I'll go on then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris could be prosecuted for this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2712833554618407828?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2712833554618407828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2712833554618407828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2712833554618407828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2712833554618407828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/05/conflict-of-principle.html' title='Conflict of principle'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7238500818457408681</id><published>2011-04-11T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:27:45.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011 Japan Earthquake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Cultured Culture</title><content type='html'>A month has passed since the magnitude 8.9 Richter scale earthquake in Japan with it's post-tremors as well. There's a lot that could be learned from the incident. Apart from us looking at Japan as a very... very... very... weird country, theses are the core of what makes Japan who and what they are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=59879851434&amp;amp;v=info" target="_blank"&gt;BFM Enterprise Facebook&lt;/a&gt; Monday Message')&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can you believe it's been already or only a month since the earthquake and tsunami in Japan? A month has passed and for some, it might be the longest month. This was an article sent by Shankar Santhiram from &lt;a href="http://www.eqtd.com/" target="_blank"&gt;EQTD&lt;/a&gt; to me which he got from someone. I thought I should share this about what we can learn from the Japanese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. THE CALM&lt;br /&gt;Not a single visual of chest-beating or wild grief. Sorrow itself has been elevated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. THE DIGNITY&lt;br /&gt;Disciplined queues for water and groceries. Not a rough word or a crude gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. THE ABILITY&lt;br /&gt;The incredible architects, for instance. Buildings swayed but didn’t fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. THE GRACE&lt;br /&gt;People bought only what they needed for the present, so everybody could get something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. THE ORDER&lt;br /&gt;No looting in shops. No honking and no overtaking on the roads. Just understanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. THE SACRIFICE&lt;br /&gt;Fifty workers stayed back to pump sea water in the N-reactors. How will they ever be repaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. THE TENDERNESS&lt;br /&gt;Restaurants cut prices. An unguarded ATM is left alone. The strong cared for the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. THE TRAINING&lt;br /&gt;The old and the children, everyone knew exactly what to do. And they did just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. THE MEDIA&lt;br /&gt;They showed magnificent restraint in the bulletins. No silly reporters. Only calm reportage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. THE CONSCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;When the power went off in a store, people put things back on the shelves and left quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Swenson-Wright, a Japan expert at London's Chatham House think tank, believes the answer has to do with Japanese culture. "There's a general sense of social responsibility that's very fundamental to Japan. Part of that is self-regulation on the part of individuals; part of it is a society in which people are very conscious of their reputations in the eyes of their neighbors and colleagues".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind myself to stop whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7238500818457408681?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7238500818457408681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7238500818457408681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7238500818457408681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7238500818457408681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/04/cultured-culture.html' title='Cultured Culture'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8048819579970690885</id><published>2011-04-08T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:37:53.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>TOTM</title><content type='html'>It's a fact that I turn to Blog when something is bugging me negatively, at least lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8048819579970690885?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8048819579970690885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8048819579970690885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8048819579970690885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8048819579970690885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/04/totm.html' title='TOTM'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-6809569223306413586</id><published>2011-04-02T15:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:49:28.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Bimbo</title><content type='html'>In the effort to create a better thinking mood, I came across this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_me8GiFnzdY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o9Gu0dE2A60" target="blank"&gt;The live performance from 1964&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I look for the origins of the word &lt;u&gt;Bimbo&lt;/u&gt;. The bounty is as below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Etymology&lt;/b&gt;: From Italian bimbo (“a child, a male baby”), variant of bambino (“child”). Originated in Italian American theater, attested 1919, as “stupid, inconsequential man”, by 1920 developed sense of “floozie, attractive and stupid woman”. Popularized in 1920s by Jack Conway of entertainment magazine Variety, who also popularized baloney (“nonsense”) and palooka (“large stupid man”). Revived in popularity in 1980s US political sex scandals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/bimbo" target="blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;bim·bo&lt;/b&gt; [bim-boh]&lt;br /&gt;–noun, plural -bos, -boes. Slang .&lt;br /&gt;1. a foolish, stupid, or inept person.&lt;br /&gt;2. a man or fellow, often a disreputable or contemptible one.&lt;br /&gt;3. an attractive but stupid young woman, especially one with loose morals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/bimbo" target="blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it makes me wonder. The revival of it's usage is understandable, but what the heck happened between the 20's and 80's that made the meaning and usage changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with the spirit of I-don't-want-to-be-an-ignorant-"bimbo-ish"-person, I pursue the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ceh. Macam bagus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1983_congressional_page_sex_scandal" target="blank"&gt;1983 sex scandals&lt;/a&gt; of the member of the US congress involves sexual relationship with minors (even though the law that time specific the age of consent is 16 years old). Whereby the minors are actually 17yo High School juniors who are &lt;i&gt;non-partisan federal employees&lt;/i&gt; (something like intern-political-aides) or known as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_House_of_Representatives_Page" target="blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;congressional pages&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who provides administrative support to the House operations in a variety of capacities in Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the scandal involves sexual relationship with both male and female (Bi-sex??), it does sound fitting that the media labeled the congressional pages as 'bimbos', a "baby" in the House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And along the way the slang developed to what is understand and used to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Hidung kembang*: Bangga&lt;/i&gt; mode&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, who the heck name their kid BIMBO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; I stand corrected because I'am too lazy to understand the issue beyond &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org" target="blank"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was .aris once a bimbo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6809569223306413586?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/6809569223306413586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=6809569223306413586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6809569223306413586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6809569223306413586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/04/bimbo.html' title='Bimbo'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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://img.youtube.com/vi/_me8GiFnzdY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-6499422169198641900</id><published>2011-04-02T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:37:02.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Stessed</title><content type='html'>I intended to log on earlier in the morning and to rant and to de-stress as I begin the morning not feeling the best of mind-health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I wasn't be able to log on because apparently blogger was down. 10 minutes of constant refreshing didn't help my cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I channeled it in a different method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am, still not feeling the best up in the cerebral cortex and it's surrounding region, still stressed, and frustrated that I can't recall what I truly what to pen down in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. &lt;i&gt;Gila emo aku&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris &lt;i&gt;tak keruan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6499422169198641900?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-6766983401930287306</id><published>2011-03-28T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:38:04.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politic talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politikus'/><title type='text'>Government in the late night News</title><content type='html'>Eh, DS Najib Razak,as the government, please... please... PLEASE... don't dwell on being the posterboy over what the team in the government has done. This all PR stint over what GTP &amp; ETP has 'given' back to the country is just selfish, disgusting self-promotion act. Please concentrate on what the government yet to plan, working on, implement and strive to achieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you have the upper-hand over the country's money and build stuff does not make you any different from the ones who are &lt;i&gt;Gila Kuasa&lt;/i&gt; waiting inline after you or topple the political coalition you're in to be where you are. All of you merely selling hopes and dream, like some MLM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only different is only you have access over tax-payers' money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be ashamed that you're acting like a capitalist and not being the side of the &lt;i&gt;Rakyat&lt;/i&gt; that you often mention in your speech. Your speech team surely have been working their ass of to make sure subliminal ideas are inserted &lt;strike&gt;and hopefully picked up by the media every time&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although not all of us realize this, again, we do know that you are just selling aspiration, hopes and dreams. There's no REAL guarantee that what's done will perform to what and how it is 'supposed' to. Especially beyond you stepping down from office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being paralleled with what's reflected, here's more to ponder into. I'm still looking for the real credible source of this information (who the hell credits a source of political, economy, financial or intelligence information from Facebook??) , until I do, I'll take this as a general idea of what happened financially and economically in the past 25 years or so. The numbers sounds too much of an exaggeration to me, but the issues I'm certain it's real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.perisik-rakyat.com/2011/03/video-seks-beberapa-fakta-yang-wajib.html" target="blank"&gt;Perisik-Rakyat&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutang Kerajaan Persekutuan terus meningkat dari RM146 billion kepada RM165 billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa Fakta yang perlu diketahui untuk perkongsian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailout Bank Bumiputera sebanyak 4 kali - rugi RM10.4 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Kerugian Perwaja Steel - rugi RM10 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Bailout Indah Water Konsortium (IWK) - rugi RM200 juta.&lt;br /&gt;Bailout Konsortium Perkapalan Berhad - rugi RM1.7 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Hicom (Proton) kerugian sehingga Kerajaan terpaksa menggunakan duit Petronas untuk membeli saham Proton -rugi RM1 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Membeli semula saham MAS daripada Tajuddin Ramli dengan harga RM1 billion lebih dari harga pasaran.&lt;br /&gt;Menggunakan Kumpulan Wang Amanah Pencen (KWAP), Kumpulan Wang Simpanan Pekerja (KWSP), Danaharta dan Khazanah untuk membeli saham-saham Timedotcom yang tidak laku - rugi RM3.3 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Bailout LRT PUTRA dan STAR - rugi RM6 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Bailout Renong/UEM - rugi RM12 billion.&lt;br /&gt;Pampasan pembatalan Projek Empangan Bakun - rugi RM950 juta.&lt;br /&gt;Hutang tertunggak InventQjaya - rugi RM228 juta&lt;br /&gt;Pampasan Jambatan Bengkok - rugi RM257 juta&lt;br /&gt;Pampasan pembatalan Broga Incinerator - rugi RM500 juta&lt;br /&gt;Kerugian membeli saham Agusta - rugi RM510 juta&lt;br /&gt;Skandal Port Klang Free Zone - rugi RM4.6 bilion&lt;br /&gt;Skandal Offshore Petrol Vehicle (PSC-NDSB) - rugi RM6.75 bilion&lt;br /&gt;Blok L dan M - RM 380 billion&lt;br /&gt;Sime Darby - RM 1.6 billion&lt;br /&gt;Pos Malaysia - RM 546 juta&lt;br /&gt;Felda - RM 8 Billion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris believes that 2010/11 marks the true era of transparency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6766983401930287306?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/6766983401930287306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=6766983401930287306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6766983401930287306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6766983401930287306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/government-in-late-night-news.html' title='Government in the late night News'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-1094421781483147641</id><published>2011-03-27T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:37:48.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth Hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogserius'/><title type='text'>What is it for the Human kind on Earth Hour 2011?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eScDfYzMEEw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this video via &lt;a href="http://blogserius.blogspot.com/2011/03/serius-lol-george-carlin-berjenaka.html" target="blank"&gt;Blogserius&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that the video was posted August 2007. But what he's saying have tonnes of points that to be digested in a logic manner, which makes it very relevant regardless when you only discover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general I'm no stating my stand on the whole idea behind Earth Hour, because honestly, the general execution sucks ball, at least here in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to extract what's said in the video or elaborate on what-should-we-do-to-keep-green-mambo-jumbo-shit. I'm just going to put up a reminder. So, let's lay down a rule of thumb &lt;b&gt;living on earth&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember, it is us humans who &lt;u&gt;LIVE ON EARTH&lt;/u&gt; and not the earth who lives on Humans. So, &lt;u&gt;LIVE BY THE EARTH TERMS&lt;/u&gt;. You fuck up, It will shove it back to your own ass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-1094421781483147641?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/1094421781483147641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=1094421781483147641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1094421781483147641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1094421781483147641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-it-for-human-kind-on-earth-hour.html' title='What is it for the Human kind on Earth Hour 2011?'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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://img.youtube.com/vi/eScDfYzMEEw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-60790926676620981</id><published>2011-03-25T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:20:43.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power Snack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Influencersfilm'/><title type='text'>Power Snack - Influencers</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16430345" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16430345"&gt;INFLUENCERS FULL VERSION&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/ricreative"&gt;R+I creative&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-60790926676620981?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/60790926676620981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=60790926676620981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/60790926676620981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/60790926676620981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-snack-influencers.html' title='Power Snack - Influencers'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4863341207620288753</id><published>2011-03-25T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:37:32.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><title type='text'>Minimum age</title><content type='html'>Heard over the radio on &lt;a href="http://www.bfm.my/" target="blank"&gt;BFM&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://live.bfm.my/" target="blank"&gt;listen online&lt;/a&gt;) as they're discussing with listeners on what's the appropriate age could a child babysit their younger siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal note on this looks on a broader perspective, which applies on any issue. This is because I'm very much not brought up in the faculty on a mindset that is age-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my suggestion is to change each and every "age-appropriate" matters to maturity/mindset/intelligent-appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be those who are against this. Hey, it's a suggestion, my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're not "age-appropriate" enough to talk about this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris not age-appropriate enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4863341207620288753?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4863341207620288753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4863341207620288753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4863341207620288753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4863341207620288753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/minimum-age.html' title='Minimum age'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3355963598341604690</id><published>2011-03-24T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:16:06.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smart people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind over matter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advert'/><title type='text'>Learn</title><content type='html'>I'm not much of a person who knows what to say. And so often, I'll keep quiet in a number of conversations and discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, things just got worse. I'm having a hard time to connect to the dynamic of any conversations on the table. One thing for sure, I'm a very opinionated person. &lt;br /&gt;I want to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;I want to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be miserable if I don't voice out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing this, I look back on what I did to enrich my mind these past couple of years. I know I have been reading, I do know that I have not been reading enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not motivating when I could just recall that I have read, but without any memory of what I read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to a conversation with a fellow awesome friend of mine, who what he does day in day out reads and write, Razif. He collaborates with &lt;i&gt;Majlis Rekabentuk Malaysia&lt;/i&gt; (MRM), and formed &lt;a href="http://make-condition.com/thinklab/"&gt;Thinklab&lt;/a&gt; as a think tank and acts as an advocate for the design community in the region, or at least Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mention that it's impossible for a normal human to remember everything that he/she reads, but what's important is that the writers wishes the readers to get the essence and understand the passage/article/book that was written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my still sane mind connecting to my situation to what he said, I'll do my best to make sense and understand the idea behind the material that I'm reading with my rusted brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before penning down thoughts on Blogger, I used Yahoo! 360 service to keep my thoughts on the go. I'll compose where ever I have access to the internet and as my insights are still fresh. I haven't been doing that for the past 5 years and honestly, procrastination took the better in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really fond of that. Even this took me several days to really complete this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, it was one of those awesome conversation I had with Razif that it's been a very very long time I had with anyone. discussing everything under the atmosphere. The drawback that I got from the conversation is that I know that I don't know what he's talking about, not literal, but to respond in context. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the conflict of emotion. Happy that I'm in the conversation, yet miserable that it sounded like a one way conversation. Tho kudos to him that he know how to spruce the topic to my level of intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhmmm... at this point, I'm lost of thoughts. &lt;strike&gt;Maybe&lt;/strike&gt; certainly due to the horrible sleeping pattern that I'm &lt;strike&gt;experiencing&lt;/strike&gt; practicing currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this with a wonderful short film from Thailand. Inspiring indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jU4oA3kkAWU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris sitting here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3355963598341604690?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3355963598341604690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3355963598341604690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3355963598341604690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3355963598341604690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/learn.html' title='Learn'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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://img.youtube.com/vi/jU4oA3kkAWU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-1841133990104953323</id><published>2011-03-12T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T04:09:24.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><title type='text'>Magical Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I,&lt;br /&gt;myself,&lt;br /&gt;am made of flaws stitched together with good intentions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Augusten Burroughs&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;i&gt;"Magical Thinking"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris pondering&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-1841133990104953323?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/1841133990104953323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=1841133990104953323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1841133990104953323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1841133990104953323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/magical-thinking.html' title='Magical Thinking'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3094758334709532123</id><published>2011-03-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:11:52.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>Lately I'm feeling down &amp; stressed. Plus not to forget feeling like a disappointment to the people who believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I forget to mention that I feel like a failure too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris by the corner of the wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3094758334709532123?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3094758334709532123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3094758334709532123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3094758334709532123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3094758334709532123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/03/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-4866639784768033434</id><published>2011-01-26T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T04:47:28.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to have the 1st post of the year isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not here anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4866639784768033434?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4866639784768033434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4866639784768033434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4866639784768033434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4866639784768033434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2011/01/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4557871276466812658</id><published>2010-11-20T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:54:46.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s that thought again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>Paranoia</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to think that people are beginning to ignore my existence. I know this is karma creeping back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a self-comforting-psychological-mechanism kicking in that I'm feeling that I actually wanted this to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: been spending most of my thoughts on twitter. Sorry blog, for I have not been utilizing to your up-most capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4557871276466812658?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4557871276466812658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4557871276466812658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4557871276466812658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4557871276466812658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/11/paranoia.html' title='Paranoia'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8614780828660984093</id><published>2010-10-13T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:37:15.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smart people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind over matter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Good Read'/><title type='text'>"Berani Berfikir!" - A good read</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon this &lt;a href="http://tabloidmim.wordpress.com" target="blank"&gt;blog (Tabloid Mim)&lt;/a&gt; and what really drew my attention to it was this article &lt;a href="http://tabloidmim.wordpress.com/2010/09/29/berani-berfikir/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Berani Berfikir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Truly makes you think, that is if you know that you have a brain and also you know that thinking is the function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words coming from the minds of a leader in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berani Berfikir!&lt;br /&gt;Posted on September 29, 2010 by tabloidmim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebebasan berfikir itu adalah perkara asas yang wujud dalam setiap individu. Dan lahirnya institusi pendidikan atau lebih mesra dikenali sebagai Universiti dan Kolej Pendidikan adalah pusat bagi anak muda untuk mengejar ilmu dan pusat di mana kebolehan manusia untuk berfikir itu berada di tahap tertinggi. Daya berfikir itu harus dilihat oleh anak muda sebagai satu nikmat Tuhan kepada hambaNya. Keupayaan kita dalam pemerhatian terhadap alam sekeliling dan penggunaan akal yang rasional merupakan kekuatan utama manusia sebagai khalifah di dunia. Maka bila mana kita mula menjadi malas untuk berfikir atau menggunakan akal, kita mula masuk di lingkungan kebodohan atau ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh sebab itulah artikel ini wujud, iaitu dari kepedulian saya terhadap kemalasan dan sikap ketidakpedulian masyarakat (khususnya anak muda atau youth) kepada isu-isu sosial, ekonomi, politik dan agama yang sudah tidak terkawal lagi! Dari kepedulian inilah siswa mampu melangkah jauh kehadapan, tidak akan lagi dilabel budak mentah, namun mampu untuk bertindak sebagai pengkritik sosial. Sesungguhnya keberanian anak muda untuk berfikir adalah satu perkara penting bagi kemajuan intelektual negara. Maka saya gariskan dua masalah asas dalam isu kebebasan berfikir:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertamanya adalah dari aspek individu, iaitu masalah ini dilihat datangnya dari ignorance atau ketidakmatangan manusia itu sendiri. Masyarakat hanya akan maju bila mereka berani berfikir. Seperti cogan kata pergerakan pencerahan, ide filasuf &lt;b&gt;Immanuel Kant&lt;/b&gt; iaitu: Sapere Aude! (Berani berfikir untuk diri sendiri), anak muda wajib menyahut cabaran Kant: keberanian setiap individu untuk mengkaji masalah sosial di dalam masyarakat. Masalah perkauman, perpaduan, kebebasan agama, kesamarataan gender malahan isu-isu jenayah yang kian meruncing harus berani diolah anak muda bagi membuahkan solusi yang terbaik. Anak muda bukan lagi golongan masyarakat yang tunduk membuta tuli – tetapi berani berbeda pendapat dan berani membuat kesilapan. Sesunggunhnya berbeda pendapat itu adalah suatu yang baik dalam masyarakat, menunjukkan yang masyakarat itu berfikir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keduanya bila mana ada halangan luar atau external factors untuk anak muda bebas menggunakan akal. Kebebasan mutlak dalam berfikir ini sering digeruni oleh masyarakat atas sebab-sebab yang kolot. Antaranya adalah kerana takutnya masyarakat jika seseorang individu itu tersesat oleh ilmu-ilmu yang bertentangan dengan agama dan adat bangsa. Namun apa yang diklasifikasikan sebagai sesat dan bertentangan itu tertakluk pada mereka yang memegang autoriti. Dan sudah pasti mereka mahu menyekat kebebasan mutlak dalam berfikir bagi mengawal bentuk pemikiran masyarakat secara menyeluruh. Pabila autoriti berjaya mengawal pemikiran masyarakat maka mudah bagi mereka menekan masyarakat untuk tunduk dan patuh pada arahan tanpa banyak berfikir. Memetik kata-kata &lt;b&gt;Thomas Paine&lt;/b&gt;: “Society in every state is a blessing, but Government, even in its best state, is a necessary evil.” (Masyarakat itu adalah suatu berkat, tetapi Kerajaan (autoriti), bahkan dalam keadaan terbaik sekali pun, adalah suatu kejahatan yang perlu.) Apa yang cuba diterangkan di sini adalah pentingnya masyarakat untuk tidak bergantung kepada autoriti atau golongan pemerintah untuk berfikir secara sendiri, kerana keupayaan berfikir itu adalah nikmat Tuhan terhadap individu dan merupakan kebebasan asas individu yang tidak harus diganggu gugat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh sebab itulah &lt;b&gt;Ibn Rusyd&lt;/b&gt; berpendapat sekiranya ada individu yang membuat kesalahan atau terkeliru dengan ilmu yang dipelajarinya – sama ada lahir dari kekurangan diri yang semulajadi, atau kerana dia dikalahkan sikap malas, atau kerana dia tidak dapat bertemu dengan guru yang dapat mengajarnya – maka ia tidak harus dijadikan alasan untuk menghalang individu lain yang berkemampuan dari mempelajari ilmu berkenaan. Sesungguhnya mereka yang menghalang orang lain dari mengejar ilmu adalah mereka yang tergolong di puncak kebodohan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atas kepedulian hina inilah saya berharap anak muda dapat bangun dan berani untuk berfikir, berfikir dan terus berfikir sebebasnya. Bangkitlah dari kemalasan dan ketidakmatangan kita. Ayuh anak muda, bersetuju dan berbahaslah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ditulis oleh: &lt;b&gt;Peripatetic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been thinking today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris berfikir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8614780828660984093?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8614780828660984093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8614780828660984093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8614780828660984093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8614780828660984093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/10/berani-berfikir-good-read.html' title='&quot;Berani Berfikir!&quot; - A good read'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7093785654263224978</id><published>2010-09-12T03:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:36:57.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raya 2010'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!</title><content type='html'>I felt bad that I didn't post any thoughts on and about this year's Ramadhan experience. Tho it's colourful, I'm not gonna elaborate that now. Maybe in a back dated post I'll post later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the second day of the Month of Syawal and as for my family tradition, it's all bout visiting the extended families seeking forgiveness and catching up. For the 1st day, I'll just stay at home, entertaining the dishes that needs to be washed for the next batch of relatives &amp; friends to come. In a way, over the years, it's very predictable who will come when and it does turn out to be an unwritten itinerary for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much photo that's in my vault this year, I'm participating in the photos rather than being the one behind it. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I have some to accompany the tale of the 2 days so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned before, the first day was routine. But it's really hard for me not to mention a cheeky moment I had with my lil' cousin Zafri. Since he's one of the youngest among us cousins with the others are ranges from 9 to 34, he does enjoy the attention that his cousins giving him. So, while Cik Mi and Cik Ros (the parents) was having their meal on the table with Ayah and Ibu plus Cik Yam, Hannah and Sarah, he came to me and start talking to me. I just &lt;i&gt;layan&lt;/i&gt; him since there's not much thing to be done at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I took the opportunity to take his photo while saying, "Zafri, &lt;i&gt;senyum&lt;/i&gt; please?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44534775" title=" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a78bf7" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeatedly, that's the smile that he's giving me. Cheeky lad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44534653" title="" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a78b7d" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day is that &lt;a href="http://gleefullyclumsy.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;Dayang&lt;/a&gt; agreed to come &lt;u&gt;for Raya and meet my family&lt;/u&gt; even tho it was almost midnight. I hope it wasn't awkward for her to be surround by my family members. Thanks luv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the second day, now this is something. Year in and out, this is the day where we attack others. Last year was record breaking, 12 houses in 12 hours. Friends and relatives in Klang to Gombak and those in between (Meru, Damansara, PJ, Shah Alam). The good thing about public holidays that forms a long weekend are the longer period and chances to go visit people. and we've decided to take it slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although was just mere 4 houses we've visited, heck, it was an awesome gastronomical hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1) As expected from &lt;i&gt;Mummy&lt;/i&gt;'s house, it's &lt;i&gt;nasi dagang&lt;/i&gt;. It was superb, the fish that accompanied it and the &lt;i&gt;rendang ayam&lt;/i&gt;... A great start as the 1st meal of the day. Then again, a curveball came towards me. &lt;i&gt;Mummy&lt;/i&gt;'s Moroccan neighbour made roast chicken as how her Mother did it. The stupid thing is, it was so good that I didn't remember to ask what's the name of the dish. Speechless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44534744" title="" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a78bd8" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I forgot the mention that it was served with a superb cold salad/punch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44534847" title="" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a78c3f" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2) From Kelana Jaya, off we head for Gombak. The great thing about Aunt Taty's house is that all, I say ALL that is served are made in-house. Not even one was out-sourced. 15 types of biscuits/cookies, cakes, fried spaghetti, fried rice and curry puffs. Even the &lt;i&gt;murtabak&lt;/i&gt; was made by her as I saw it with my own eyes. Tho I did went ga-ga over the &lt;i&gt;murtabak&lt;/i&gt;, my heart goes to the carrot-cheese-chocolate cake. I did experience cardiac arrest as my teeth sank into the body of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44534764" title="" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a78bec" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word, Heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3) N.Salmah &amp; T.Mat's open house are known to serve &lt;i&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/i&gt;. I didn't had any of the dishes served there, due to the nature of my bloatedness, I certainly had a taste of the cheese cake. The softness and moist made me went over than a helping. Best part was, we had a little photo session, wasn't my equipment used, bt I was cornered to be the one to blame if the the photos didn't to their liking. Scape goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44536161" title="" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a79161" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got mixed reviews as they were browsing it. Good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4) The house of &lt;i&gt;lontong&lt;/i&gt; with &lt;i&gt;sambal sotong&lt;/i&gt; + &lt;i&gt;ayam masak kicap&lt;/i&gt;. 4 helpings were not enough for me. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://plixi.com/p/44537737" title="" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://c0013487.cdn1.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/x2_2a79789" width="80" height="80" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;pedass&lt;/i&gt;-ness of the &lt;i&gt;sambal&lt;/i&gt; and sweetness of the &lt;i&gt;ayam masak kicap&lt;/i&gt; was the winning combo. Although &lt;i&gt;tempoyak&lt;/i&gt; was served, nothing beats the previous combo anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that house, event there were a couple of destination that we would like to go, we headed home instead. Qaliya was cranky and sleepy. A baby needs quality sleep to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, Selamat Hari Raya &amp; Maaf Zahir dan Batin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; I've never did have any post with photos before this didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ellie Goulding - "Starry Eyed"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris rehat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7093785654263224978?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7093785654263224978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7093785654263224978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7093785654263224978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7093785654263224978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4036175956699856342</id><published>2010-09-07T15:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T15:45:37.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>Although I have some posts that are work in progress which are related to the current issues and situation, I'm itching to post something. What better way to ease the itch with posts about food (or how to eat food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do enjoy sushi. Like others, I was never thought really how to eat em'. There were mixed opinions &amp; practice among friends on what is the correct way to devour sushi. Looking forward post of this entry, I open to new knowledge on how to enjoy the variety of sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.quora.com/Is-there-a-right-way-to-eat-sushi" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, these are some guideline to abide to for you to experience sushi as how it was intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question was as such; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quora.com/Is-there-a-right-way-to-eat-sushi" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is there a "right way" to eat sushi?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the response;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;...Here are some simple rules which I consider basic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Never eat in two bites. Although it might be difficult to swallow Futomaki or some new fusiony rolls, all traditional sushi nigiri and rolls should be finished in a single bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Go easy on soy sauce. You are not there to enjoy Kikkoman. Many fish doesn't require any soy sauce and when in doubt, ask the sushi chef. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) For nigiri, dip the fish on soy sauce, not the rice. So grab by chopstick and flip to gently almost "glaze" the fish on soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) No soy sauce for unagi or anago (see eel) which are marinated. Also, I don't recommend soy sauce for egg either since it's too over powering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Eat ginger between different fish. It cleans your taste palate. Especially essential after strong fishy pieces (saba, aji, ikura) or before delicate pieces (uni, toro, mirugai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Don't over do wasabi. Good sushi chef should have put just enough on sushi already.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you're just lazy to read the above and want to watch a video instead, &lt;i&gt;amek ni&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="321"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCpbBVthD7o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&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/qCpbBVthD7o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="321"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4036175956699856342?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4036175956699856342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4036175956699856342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4036175956699856342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4036175956699856342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/09/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-6823543924294046199</id><published>2010-08-19T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T06:30:34.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smart people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>TOTM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/2fttfu" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/full/147517770.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0ZRYP5X5F6FSMBCCSE82&amp;Expires=1284071638&amp;Signature=%2BLA6g%2FBZtQvHGyQFCkcZMdIadHc%3D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish, pening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6823543924294046199?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/6823543924294046199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=6823543924294046199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6823543924294046199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6823543924294046199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/08/totm.html' title='TOTM'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-2892808528922445912</id><published>2010-08-15T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:14:25.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind over matter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><title type='text'>The current state of mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Life is a legacy,&lt;br /&gt;Legacy are stories,&lt;br /&gt;Stories has plots,&lt;br /&gt;Plots encourages complication,&lt;br /&gt;Complication builds chaos,&lt;br /&gt;Chaos evokes emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Emotions driven by experience,&lt;br /&gt;Experience teaches facts,&lt;br /&gt;Facts are good.&lt;br /&gt;Life = good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thomas Haardell - "Blow Your Mind"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris looking for optimism&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2892808528922445912?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2892808528922445912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2892808528922445912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2892808528922445912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2892808528922445912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/08/current-state-of-mind.html' title='The current state of mind.'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8216815710225082009</id><published>2010-08-04T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:42:30.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impressions'/><title type='text'>Kulit buku</title><content type='html'>Aku sangatlah kagum dan memang terasa macam nak tau lebih mendalam bila aku perhatikan yang beberapa pertemuan atau perkenalan yang mudah &amp; singkat tetapi di &lt;i&gt;follow-up&lt;/i&gt; dengan sapaan melalui medium berbeza membawa kepada kolaberasi yang indah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam masa sama, aku risau apa yang aku dok buat ni menggangu penulisan sebuah cerita indah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Broken Social Scene - "Meet Me in the Basement&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris kagum dan risau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8216815710225082009?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8216815710225082009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8216815710225082009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8216815710225082009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8216815710225082009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/08/kulit-buku.html' title='Kulit buku'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-185948541736191749</id><published>2010-07-30T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:14:18.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV .vs. Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>Inception**</title><content type='html'>There I am standing at the middle of the volleyball court in between two towering players of the Russian Volleyball team - Yulia &amp;amp; Natalia. Having most of my life not looking up to make eye contact with another person, it was a humbling reminder for me to not ever look down on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I've played for my highschool team before, I was never a good player. I was in simply because of the advantage of my height and have the abilities to block spiking attempts from the opposing team (also the fact they don't have enough players in the rooster as subs). I was sidelined the whole tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds sad yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I was not. The school went to be the champion among the competing teams. The first gold experience in the first year of highschool. What an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now standing on the other side of the court, given the task as the blocker for Yulia &amp;amp; Natalia's routine set-and-spike warm-up just like before a match. I felt that the net was so high beyond my reach. Jumping to my full stretch, there's about another foot for me to reach the top end of it. Was a weird feeling. Like it's telling me somethings that was reachable before are not anymore for me. It did pulled me down into a state of disappointment. Lost concentration on the exercise that I was going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later I was shook with the entrance of 3 other volleyball players which resembles people from my past, representing the ones who I deeply sense they have a grudge on me. With the introduction of additional players, the two Russian volleyball players exited the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the new players warming up, one of them cornered me into a 3 on 1 game. I somehow agreed to the handicap and also to the ball used, which was a tennis ball. It wass as those moments on TV where the main character being bullied and agreeing to what ever the bully is saying or doing. In this case, I believe the guilt of what I've done in the past allowed all this to occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my slaying progressed, the crowd seems to be building up. None of them I recall cheering to any side. I was out-breath and was broken emotionally. Lying down on the floor after an attempt to reach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I spooked up to reality on a beautiful Friday morning. Hearts beating fast. Sweating. Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around, &lt;i&gt;Ibu&lt;/i&gt; was having breakfast with Sis and Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day progressed as the construction team came into the house. Send Sis to work and as I came back, &lt;i&gt;Ibu&lt;/i&gt; was explaining some details to them and extended some to me regarding some materials and sections of the house that needs attention. I don't know if all the work could be done prior to the &lt;i&gt;kenduri&lt;/i&gt; scheduled for the 7th. Let's just keep a positive mind on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all description doesn't help the fact that I'm trying to remember my dream as I woke up about a couple of hours or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Human physiology that; 1) human do dream; 2) human dream as a mechanism to 'defragmenting' ones' memory; 3) It's almost impossible to remember a dream even after 15 minutes after opening your eyes. Lucky for me, I made a note - a mental note - on the key happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just fitting enough that &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1375666/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inception&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; inspired me towards putting my dream into something referable. It's a beautiful movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmofilia.com/2009/08/23/inception-teaser-trailer/inception/" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/inception.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gary Go - "Speak"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;**Inception /ɪns'epʃən/ [noun]; Synonyms: beginning, start, outset, commencement, onset, opening, origin, incipience, prime, set-out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-185948541736191749?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/185948541736191749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=185948541736191749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/185948541736191749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/185948541736191749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='Inception**'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-354986054878275044</id><published>2010-07-29T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T12:46:11.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Geldof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>TOTM</title><content type='html'>"If you want to succeed dramatically, you would need to fail dramatically" - Sir Bob Geldof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Geldof"&gt;Robert Frederick Zenon "Bob" Geldof&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, KBE (born 5 October 1951) is an Irish singer, songwriter, author, and political activist. He rose to prominence as the lead singer of the Irish rock band The Boomtown Rats. Geldof was born and raised in Dún Laoghaire, Ireland, and attended Blackrock College. The Boomtown Rats had hits with his compositions "Rat Trap" and "I Don't Like Mondays". He co-wrote "Do They Know It's Christmas?", one of the best-selling singles of all time. He also starred as Pink in Pink Floyd's 1982 film Pink Floyd The Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Geldof is widely recognised for his activism, especially anti-poverty efforts concerning Africa. In 1984, he and Midge Ure founded the charity supergroup Band Aid to raise money for famine relief in Ethiopia. They went on to organise the charity super-concert Live Aid the following year and the Live 8 concerts in 2005. Geldof currently serves as an adviser to the ONE Campaign, founded by fellow Irish humanitarian Bono. A single father, Geldof has also been outspoken for the fathers' rights movement. Geldof has been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize, was granted an honorary knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom, and is a recipient of the Man of Peace title which recognises individuals who have made "an outstanding contribution to international social justice and peace", among numerous other awards and nominations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess is a good thing for me to get involved with drama classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gary Go - "Open arms"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris dramatizing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-354986054878275044?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/354986054878275044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=354986054878275044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/354986054878275044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/354986054878275044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/07/totm_29.html' title='TOTM'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8620369180531522685</id><published>2010-07-23T04:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T06:59:22.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTD</title><content type='html'>After a good time being involved in a TVC shoot, it's a 90 degrees turn of experience I got through today. I'm not going to rule out the chances of it to turn back the 90 degrees the way it started with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just fair that I'm well pissed wtih a few incidents that deserves by unpopular attention to be etched into my rantings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I really have issues with Proton sales and also service centers. There's not one centre that I went provides good customer service. If not with Baba's connection with some people at certain centres, Ibu got a hold on her Exora.&lt;br /&gt;Centers that sucks so far Proton 'Platinum' (my ass) Mutiara Damansara - just the thought of this one guy, I fell like punching him - and EraSensa Proton Service Centre in Kota Damansara - No sence of urgency at all. Wasn't just me but at least two others showed in their faces that they're pissed. The reason I came back to the centre was a) It was convenient to where the house was; b) Hoping that they digested feedbacks and change. Make a point that next service sending it somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Dear owner/driver of &lt;b&gt;BKE 2737&lt;/b&gt; orange MyVi. Wishing you die and rot peacefully in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Time and time again you mentioned that you hated it. But why is it that you still going to apply the hate?&lt;br /&gt;(one vague statement - &lt;i&gt;poyo je&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know that towards the end of my day, it all ends on a good note. Not that I discovered or did anything lifechanging, I feel good now even with no internet access at home. Thanks to Manomega for providing connectivity to the world wide web for their partons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obliged to highlight this; As much as one can expressed their disapproval of dealing with and hatred towards stupid people, I just simply hate Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Supertramp - "The Logical Song"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris chilling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8620369180531522685?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8620369180531522685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8620369180531522685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8620369180531522685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8620369180531522685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-good-time-being-involved-in-tvc.html' title='TOTD'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5583064287098447195</id><published>2010-07-16T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T01:58:53.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTD'/><title type='text'>TOTD</title><content type='html'>What do you do or how do you follow up when you woke up from slumber to a dream which tells the tale of another dream coming true in vivid colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris likes to dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5583064287098447195?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5583064287098447195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5583064287098447195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5583064287098447195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5583064287098447195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/07/totd.html' title='TOTD'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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><georss:featurename>Kota Damansara, Petaling Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.1719681842702716 101.58632755279541</georss:point><georss:box>3.1692901842702716 101.58267955279541 3.1746461842702716 101.58997555279541</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-446956774703106268</id><published>2010-07-03T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:27:56.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><title type='text'>TOTM</title><content type='html'>Thought of The Moment (TOTM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mm feeling the immense regret not saying "Hi" to a few people over at urbanscapes 2010. It's the sense of twat-ness and selfish over my behaviour is killing me now. Not good for self-esteem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris needs to give away fish, not sell it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-446956774703106268?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/446956774703106268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=446956774703106268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/446956774703106268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/446956774703106268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/07/totm.html' title='TOTM'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-9090971729473131682</id><published>2010-07-03T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:18:47.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jean-Sebastien Monzani'/><title type='text'>Your Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12890334&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12890334&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12890334"&gt;Your secret&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/jsmonzani"&gt;Jean-Sebastien Monzani&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris apologizes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-9090971729473131682?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/9090971729473131682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=9090971729473131682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/9090971729473131682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/9090971729473131682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-secret.html' title='Your Secret'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5517439452763534673</id><published>2010-06-29T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:19:59.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Status quo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibling talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Designers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diva'/><title type='text'>Status quo</title><content type='html'>On a lovely day, my phone buzzed. It was an SMS from Sis. So it sparked this conversation between us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: &lt;i&gt;Are ALL interior designers not straight?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;You mean dudes?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: &lt;i&gt;Yeah, Dudes. I've never met straight ones...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Aha... most straight one might be working with an architecture firm or they became an educator/lecturer or they just don't appeal to your clients. Hahahahha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: &lt;i&gt;Straight ones tak cukup 'diva' kot, sebab kalau nak make a point dengan client, memang kena jadi drama queen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Word&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris keluar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5517439452763534673?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5517439452763534673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5517439452763534673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5517439452763534673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5517439452763534673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/status-quo.html' title='Status quo'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-1657761297533768879</id><published>2010-06-27T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:21:37.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s that thought again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$*%#'/><title type='text'>TOTD</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate it when that 5 minutes always turn to 90 minutes instead?&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again I tend to do that to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris pissed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-1657761297533768879?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/1657761297533768879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=1657761297533768879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1657761297533768879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1657761297533768879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/totd_27.html' title='TOTD'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3935570240554747435</id><published>2010-06-25T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:34:03.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2010 South Africa</title><content type='html'>You know it's really the football fever in this part of the world that drives people when there's a case in your neighborhood where the only stolen items were a LCD/Plasma TV and the satellite TV decoder with it's dish. Nothing else. &lt;br /&gt;(Note that the one and only local satellite TV provider will be broadcasting the games live in HD for the first time with it's new decoder &amp; dish system)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3935570240554747435?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3935570240554747435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3935570240554747435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3935570240554747435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3935570240554747435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-2010-south-africa.html' title='World Cup 2010 South Africa'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3861889939181171344</id><published>2010-06-21T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:55:28.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTD</title><content type='html'>Today I've gained a reminder to myself about my behaviour. The outcome fickle-mindedness and pre-mature decisions lately are on a higher frequency thus feeling depressed is the by-product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flipside, I find that He's charming and She's adorable. Hope that beautiful things happen between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day Ayah!&lt;br /&gt;(I do hope you somehow find yourself here to this post. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out yaw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3861889939181171344?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3861889939181171344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3861889939181171344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3861889939181171344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3861889939181171344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/totd.html' title='TOTD'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5339190181825313025</id><published>2010-06-19T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T15:05:00.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTD (thought of the day)</title><content type='html'>Ever since I (forcefully) opened a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/opticmystix"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; account, I've been exposed with various link to articles that's to not just local &amp; international news but issues and insights that matter to us. The things that makes Malaysia who we are or how do people really see in us after knowing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the winner for me today by far would be &lt;a href="http://kenyannomad.blogspot.com/2010/06/building-society-through-defeatism.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article from this blog &lt;a href="http://kenyannomad.blogspot.com/2010/06/building-society-through-defeatism.html"&gt;http://kenyannomad.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it and you shall receive enlightenment (Or maybe you'll think you're  a bit smarter after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5339190181825313025?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5339190181825313025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5339190181825313025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5339190181825313025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5339190181825313025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/totd-thought-of-day.html' title='TOTD (thought of the day)'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7165463542109568722</id><published>2010-06-15T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:18:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's too late to...?</title><content type='html'>I woke up in the morning feeling guilty over what I've done the previous night. Why is is hard for me to apologize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris still here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7165463542109568722?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7165463542109568722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7165463542109568722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7165463542109568722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7165463542109568722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-too-late-to.html' title='it&apos;s too late to...?'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-194040240056975850</id><published>2010-06-08T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:07:44.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that OTHER moment again</title><content type='html'>Just as I was walking towards the keyboard with full beautiful insightful thoughts with smart points and mind-blasting issues to chisel down to the blog, someone called out from the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the emptiness between these sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-194040240056975850?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/194040240056975850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=194040240056975850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/194040240056975850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/194040240056975850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-that-other-moment-again.html' title='Is that OTHER moment again'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7764861236889959725</id><published>2010-05-29T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:08:59.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was THAT kind of morning</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in a morning situation that when you wake up, details starts pouring in about something important that you left somewhere the previous night which somehow seems to be not important enough for you to remember when at that tiny moment when it really matters? This was THAT morning for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, it's an indication that my brain's defragmentation are working during my slumber. I'm glad to have functional brains. At least I think I do. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris, out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7764861236889959725?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7764861236889959725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7764861236889959725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7764861236889959725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7764861236889959725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-was-that-kind-of-morning.html' title='It was THAT kind of morning'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3941795665218143210</id><published>2010-05-26T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:46:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was 2 am...</title><content type='html'>...when I had this conversation with my Grandaunt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandaunt : "&lt;i&gt;Eh Aris, siapa gerpren kau? dia orang mana?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;i&gt;Eh, Nek, kenapa tanya tiba-tiba ni?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandaunt : "&lt;i&gt;Takdelah, saja nak tahu&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;i&gt;Buat masa ni takde lagi nek&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandaunt : "&lt;i&gt;Kenapa takde lagi? Takda yang berkenan ke? Susah nak jaga ye? Banyak belanja?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;i&gt;Erm, Nenek macam dah jawab soalan nenek je. hehehhe...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandaunt : "&lt;i&gt;Itu la, nenek rasa pun macam tu jugak. hehehehhe...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3941795665218143210?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3941795665218143210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3941795665218143210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3941795665218143210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3941795665218143210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-was-2-am.html' title='It was 2 am...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-79718620002890413</id><published>2010-05-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:40:12.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>Been watching movies lately. Some one-liners are just too good to pass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie 1: "&lt;i&gt;you look ri-donk-ulous&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie 2: "&lt;i&gt;Throw it in the wash, it'll be grand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one that didn't come from a movie really is the best so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Smile: A curve that sets a lot of things straight&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris.... out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-79718620002890413?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/79718620002890413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=79718620002890413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/79718620002890413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/79718620002890413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4989008927861450596</id><published>2010-04-14T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T04:08:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>I experinced the second earth hour in a month. About 70 residents of Section 7 Kota Damansara are down with darkness at 3:30am. Beautiful silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am at WiFi friendly Mamak using just my thumbs updating this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: If it wasn't because I was watching the BPL, I'd be asleep by now. Go Blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An avid ABU supporter"&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4989008927861450596?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4989008927861450596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4989008927861450596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4989008927861450596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4989008927861450596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/04/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-2726851725050193002</id><published>2010-04-14T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T04:10:58.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work it out out work it out!</title><content type='html'>Original post on 10th April 2010::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, inspired by a dear friend abroad, I went for jog despite the weather looking grimm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a short distance jog followed by some static strech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through, I thought why not I extend my sweat session with some dynamic strech followed by some drills I learned back in d school days. I'm glad I did what I did but was tad dissapointed where by I could only recall 4 out of many drills I did and only to remember another while watching football on the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today even after 2 days I did all of that, my body still aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh those were not close to a fifth to what I practice almost every morning/afternoon back in highschool. Even kissing my knees while extending my legs is an excruciating experience. I could do while asleep then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I read a blog entry. The writer accidently found out that she could do a perfect split during her trip to the ice rink while falling down. A beautiful mishap. This gives me the urge to work on my flexibility too. Adoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris keluar~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2726851725050193002?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2726851725050193002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2726851725050193002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2726851725050193002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2726851725050193002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/04/original-post-on-10th-march-2010.html' title='Work it out out work it out!'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-538469999528845058</id><published>2010-03-25T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:19:41.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoia</title><content type='html'>A few of weird with the added benefits of irritation happens today, here's the sum-up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When I dozed off mid afternoon, I had this weird dream involving me dreaming in my dream. Waking up once in my dream and then waking up a few moments later. Creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We are all well informed that always be prepared of the unexpected; don't be too accommodating with our comfort zone. But there is a point where u have to draw a line between looking forward and fearing the future. I was served with this paranoia and I felt agitated with the feeling expressed to me. I need to radiate more positiveness for the person. I'd be depressed if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I hope and I pray I don't brag about what I don't have. And I want to learn to always be thankful and cherish what I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dhani Tackles The Globe" on Discovery Travel and Living&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-538469999528845058?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/538469999528845058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=538469999528845058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/538469999528845058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/538469999528845058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/03/paranoia.html' title='Paranoia'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3850674601970757840</id><published>2010-03-13T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:44:22.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyance</title><content type='html'>A couple of minutes ago, i just realize a habit of mine that may cause annoyance. Shit, I'm not feeling the love radiating from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3850674601970757840?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3850674601970757840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3850674601970757840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3850674601970757840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3850674601970757840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/03/annoyance.html' title='Annoyance'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-1062662733514603307</id><published>2010-03-02T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:37:00.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfication</title><content type='html'>Who would expect that hopping on the local bus network from point A to B and back to A would have a very strong impact on my self-esteem. I had the strong sense of achievement in me. It surely did gave me a nostalgic feeling back when I was 8 or 9 taking the public bus from school back home in the rural parts of Johor. Thanks to &lt;i&gt;Ibu&lt;/i&gt; who entrusted me to experience it at that age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lamannostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/09/rengam-atau-renggam.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a_a8mXJGJ-w/Sr7OEGK6NZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/nlpRdAsuoKI/s320/BasRengam.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this was the bus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-1062662733514603307?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/1062662733514603307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=1062662733514603307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1062662733514603307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1062662733514603307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/03/satisfication.html' title='Satisfication'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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/_a_a8mXJGJ-w/Sr7OEGK6NZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/nlpRdAsuoKI/s72-c/BasRengam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-4414452258055857184</id><published>2010-02-12T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:34:49.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good but not even close to it</title><content type='html'>I know/learnt/done a load of stuffs, but I'm not even close to good in any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, even I'm bad at being suck. Haish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the-no-good-at-anything-aris out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rhythms Del Mundo ft Keane - Under Pressure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4414452258055857184?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4414452258055857184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4414452258055857184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4414452258055857184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4414452258055857184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-but-not-even-close-to-it.html' title='Good but not even close to it'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4183163819419951676</id><published>2010-01-13T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:06:26.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooming</title><content type='html'>It's understandable for ladies to have some beauty/grooming products with them while going out; shopping, movies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guys??? 10mins plus in front of the mall washroom's mirror setting their hair with hair products. Ironically, they were going for the messy look. seriously, 10 minutes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4183163819419951676?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4183163819419951676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4183163819419951676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4183163819419951676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4183163819419951676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/01/grooming.html' title='Grooming'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-6167185464626707861</id><published>2010-01-05T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:07:45.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New year!</title><content type='html'>Although 5 day has passed, I want to start the year with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Democracy does not guarantee equality of conditions. It only guarantees equality of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6167185464626707861?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/6167185464626707861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=6167185464626707861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6167185464626707861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6167185464626707861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New year!'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-2510239732369694559</id><published>2009-12-26T11:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:04:01.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>About a week or so, I just find out what Meme is. Through this link &lt;a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes"&gt;(Knowyourmeme.com)&lt;/a&gt; here that I got more understanding. What's more interesting about that site are the facts that surrounds the background of any internet sensation, rooting to the origins of the meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of my pathetic attempts towards some notable memes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nRc5-UCwL1TyBFYjNDdtIw?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuMhe2mhKi50QE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-cs9IaDXnCk/SzWG-0sZOaI/AAAAAAAAACM/p59kkZldKag/s400/star%20sheriff.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;Reference to &lt;a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/obama-hope-posters"&gt;Obama "Hope" Posters (2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GnZ5W8rKP_1SgeCHuK1htg?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuMhe2mhKi50QE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-cs9IaDXnCk/SzWG_B-12pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/R_gFLGdy_3o/s400/original_image02.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;Reference to &lt;a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/its-over-9000"&gt;It's Over 9000! (2006)&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/obama-hope-posters"&gt;Obama "Hope" Posters (2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agak bodoh&lt;/i&gt; right? Heheheheh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other reference;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meme"&gt;Wikipedia: Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2510239732369694559?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2510239732369694559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2510239732369694559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2510239732369694559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2510239732369694559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/12/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_-cs9IaDXnCk/SzWG-0sZOaI/AAAAAAAAACM/p59kkZldKag/s72-c/star%20sheriff.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-3213952280408791457</id><published>2009-12-19T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T06:11:19.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The issue of energy</title><content type='html'>More than half of the world are aware of the issue regarding depleting resources of energy and water. And spending a lot of time online, some of the items that I stumble upon are just very refreshing. Here are some videos from The Malaysian Parliament sessions in regards of the issue mentioned earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MP Pakatan Rakyat vs Menteri Tenaga, Teknologi Hijau, Air (2)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RIu5RG1smqk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=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/RIu5RG1smqk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MP Pakatan Rakyat vs Menteri Tenaga, Teknologi Hijau, Air (3)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/84i4V8TiayE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=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/84i4V8TiayE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MP Pakatan Rakyat vs Menteri Tenaga, Teknologi Hijau, Air (4)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0zC04bdsHIE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=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/0zC04bdsHIE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what could be concluded of the videos above, the minister has no idea of what the whole issue is all about. It's as though he has no idea that those questions are subjects related to his ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was constructive that quality questions were asked to the minister but what's really interesting was the fact that all the questions came from the opposition (probably because the clip were posted by the people alliance coalition). The Minister being poked from all angels but using the same answer to adapt to different questions. It's bad to have a minister that had not done his homework before his presentation. Plus his Bahasa Malaysia was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed emotions watching all those clips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3213952280408791457?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3213952280408791457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3213952280408791457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3213952280408791457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3213952280408791457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/12/issue-of-energy.html' title='The issue of energy'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3181180902385106577</id><published>2009-12-16T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:00:49.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's My Age Again?</title><content type='html'>Seriously, should I be told how old I am? what significance does that have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blink 182 - What's My Age Again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3181180902385106577?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3181180902385106577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3181180902385106577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3181180902385106577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3181180902385106577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-my-age-again.html' title='What&apos;s My Age Again?'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7272024431138062486</id><published>2009-11-06T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:04:07.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uniqlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power Snack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Just because I think this thing is cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="uniqloTunesWidget" name="uniqloTunesWidget" width="551" height="342"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.uniqlo.com/utunes/widget/widget.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="m=0" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed name="uniqloTunesWidget"src="http://www.uniqlo.com/utunes/widget/widget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="m=0" allowscriptaccess="always" width="551" height="342"&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/6406706025668761837-7272024431138062486?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7272024431138062486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7272024431138062486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7272024431138062486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7272024431138062486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-think-this-thing-is-cool.html' title='Just because I think this thing is cool'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5168064044371857150</id><published>2009-09-08T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:43:19.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tittle is useless</title><content type='html'>This medium yet has been swept to aside again. I was just a matter of the inconvenience state of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes only one word or one gesture to evoke a string of emotions, thoughts and also to make you go crazy all week long. i just makes u twitch if the same gesture/word are repeated over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand that it has always been my fault and you are never wrong. Hence since I'm not a fond supporter in confrontation, I choose to shut my mouth coz my words will never make you see myself as a better anyways so why bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you see me, I'd be doing the same thing. Being a well trained and experience professional in assuming, I'm doing the same thing ALL the time. I wish I was that shallow. and I wish I was that person who really does that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought spoils my emotion. I can't really have a logic thought process to do my work. And all I could think of is whining all this gibberish. I wonder where that I get this skill from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the thing that I thought I'm not, It's becoming more and more the opposite. That makes it clear why I'm not in any relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expectations is always high even so they claim it's not. They even can't have a convincing smile to show their trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do will never right, it's never your fault;&lt;br /&gt;Always trust you, my opinion is never to be accepted;&lt;br /&gt;when I ask a question, I'm threating, when you ask, your answer should be my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I choose not the say much. I try to occupy as minimal space as possible (something that I'm failing miserably). No matter what I do, I'll never satisfy your expectations. It's draining me and I'm tired of doing even anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5168064044371857150?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5168064044371857150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5168064044371857150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5168064044371857150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5168064044371857150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/09/tittle-is-useless.html' title='tittle is useless'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-1670709731944695543</id><published>2009-05-16T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:12:05.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did Something</title><content type='html'>Earlier on Friday 15th May 2009. I did something. People will question with my action, hence these would be my prepared answer for me to choose from;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why? Why not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)It's healthy to do something out of the norm once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) IT's a good day to be 'bold'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. One more;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Just simply because I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-1670709731944695543?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/1670709731944695543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=1670709731944695543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1670709731944695543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1670709731944695543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-did-something.html' title='I Did Something'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-2783888099739461396</id><published>2009-05-12T06:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:04:15.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noodles &amp; Curry</title><content type='html'>Coming from a place where both of these materials came from opposite sides of the trading route really gives me the opportunity to experience the uniqueness of how tradition evolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, sitting on a uniformed black chair while resting my arms on a bright orange table taking in the mix aroma and the serene melody of the food being prepared upon request is a true blessing that I am lucky to be where I am at this very moment. It may be a common scene, but if you think of it most food parlour you go, the meals are prepared elsewhere or maybe in Japan, the sitting arrangements would circle around the kitchen. It is unique where I am now, surrounded by kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honest and humble nature of preparing a meal is felt 360 degrees. May it be the sound of water boiling, the aroma of the garlic caremelizing or the intensity of the cluncking wok and the sight of satified face enjoying the meal. Where did all came from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a tradition somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;Or a culture we are nuturing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An untraced heritage along our bloodline?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be a custom in a written law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever way it was beautifully sculptured, it feels good to live the moment. One day at a time. It's hard but I have to make it a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. How noodle and curry came together, I still have no idea. Probebly it was; to win both the Emperors' and the Rajahs' heart was thru their stomach. So by fusing both of their proud produce, it's a definate win-win situation.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran Jamal, Kelana Jaya&lt;br /&gt;20:32 Wed, 6 May 09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2783888099739461396?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2783888099739461396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2783888099739461396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2783888099739461396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2783888099739461396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/05/noodles-curry.html' title='Noodles &amp; Curry'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3359561459928462316</id><published>2009-05-06T04:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:27:08.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ugly enough for men to fight over women, but a ball?</title><content type='html'>Watching the 2nd leg match of UEFA champions league 08/09 semi final game between Arsenal and Man.U is really depressing. The simplistic idea over the beautiful game that a bunch of men in box and brawl over a ball and to make it even worse, millions of people cry when the bunch of people that they root for didn't triumph over the ball makes the whole idea of football even absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a football fan, as a sport and as a game. Even so, I'm disturbed by the mood swings it affects me. The best part is, the team that I root for is not even playing but it still does gives me the hate, the anger, and the anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, Ronaldo just scored another. It's all over for Arsenal now. Hope is down to Barcelona or Chelsea now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike Manchester United. Although their players and Alex Furguson are world class, I hate them, the team and the name. Even typing out the team gives me the feeling of disgust. But somehow, knowing and acquainted with people who support the team, I keep my cool with them. Thank God for consciousness and common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuhuuu!!! A red for Fletcher. Maybe there's a glimpse of hope to evade the humiliation. 1-3 now, just 4 more goals to go Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything but Man.U.... Anything but them... Wuuhuuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awkward to express the intense disapproval over Man.U. Back then, when I started following the English football league, I never would visioned that on this day, I would have this view over the intensity of the rivalry over the two teams in England. Would the Malaysian League achieve this standard is another issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, its over. Barcelona/Chelsea, in you we trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story over the two rivalry goes around one team brags about the colourful history it has, whereas the other them is making history while bragging about it. For the past 20 plus year Man.U under the Alex regime, he really made it clear that his vision was just to beat one team and their history. It was a laughing stock when he first (or ever) said that, but his achievements now proves who has the last laugh. Damn. I couldn't believe I just wrote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to cool down, hopefully tomorrow's game will give better insight over the final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You'll never walk alone&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3359561459928462316?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3359561459928462316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3359561459928462316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3359561459928462316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3359561459928462316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-ugly-enough-for-men-to-fight-over.html' title='It&apos;s ugly enough for men to fight over women, but a ball?'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4735360982325594172</id><published>2009-04-29T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:40:02.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if the earth throw the towels on us?</title><content type='html'>After the drama all over the world over the concept of Earth Hour, it's now the time of the year whereby a whole day is commemorated towards the Earth. It's interesting that I know people that despise the idea of celebrating Earth. I'm really interested to go into an expedition into their mind just to understand the reason for them to be thinking that way. Come to think of it, in the late 80's the American administration declared that global warming is a myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there'll be an episode of House on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Day, I really dig the idea of this. Although living green is not really in my daily routine, the awareness created gives me the constance motivation to be more conscious of my actions. I believe that half of the time spent doing things, I'm ignorant of the consequences of the decisions made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing, if I cud be an ignorant b, others are no different, yes? It's the thought that counts, the quantity of people reach. The spark of being in the know makes the most of the differences. Imagine if just a quarter of the 6.7 billion human beings residing the earth we call home hands out 1 penny (1/100 of a British Pound) is contributed to the development in educating the other 3/4 of the population, earth won't b dealing with global warming at this scale. At least not for another 10,000 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoi, I'm not sure what am I typing anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that less that 10% of the population possesses 90% of the world's wealth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4735360982325594172?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4735360982325594172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4735360982325594172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4735360982325594172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4735360982325594172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-if-earth-throw-towels-on-us.html' title='What if the earth throw the towels on us?'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4977283578600001673</id><published>2009-04-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:23:22.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outsourced</title><content type='html'>In the age of outsourcing, it's interesting that how some cross-culture collision incidents. Something similar as the one below happened;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todd: There you are. You don't want to miss the flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro: Thank your very much Mr. Todd. Let me introduce, Mrs Puro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd: Congratulation to both of you. Enjoy the view to the Shanghai Harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro: I wish you all the best Mr Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd: Thank you. Break a leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro: Huh? What's that Mr. Todd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd: Hahaha... It's an expression, like good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro: Ooo... In that case Mr Tood, I wish both your leg are broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd: He he hehhe...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just interesting to see and experience these kind of situations isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4977283578600001673?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4977283578600001673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4977283578600001673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4977283578600001673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4977283578600001673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/04/outsourced.html' title='Outsourced'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8286034051857934087</id><published>2009-04-12T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:33:24.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As time flies, so does your armpit hair...</title><content type='html'>I understand that It's a disappointment that 4 new years' celebration has passed and there is no glimpse of any entry in this humble abode of thoughts of mine. The bad habit of "keeping my options open" certainly did it's part for me in this. I felt a the urge today to fill up the digital world with my bytes and bits of thoughts just so that I utilize the account that I created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that by the time that you're 40 years old, you have farted 200,00 times? That is, if you are an average farter. That's enough to fill up a medium size bouncing castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the main thought of the day, I felt obliged to record it down for my future descendants wouldn't be ashamed to preform the act of flatulent when they need to. And speaking of descendants on the 28th March 2009, a world wide historic event occurred; The Earth Hour. The nations that pledge their support showed the enthusiasm towards overcoming the effects of human activity towards global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an interesting thought. A lot of people who have the thought of, "If you want to help save the world, why must it be that day, that one particular day? Why not do it every day? Same goes like mother's day, why must it be that one day? why not everyday?" went head to head with people who are 180 degrees of the issue. Sad to say that people in both spectrum and me included falls in the hypocrite category. Only a rare breed of sincere people who is constantly working their ass off for a better earth and future falls in the uniquely cool-un-hypocrite pool of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's tonnes of factor and issues to look at before one can conclude to support one of the both notion. Without looking into both seemingly reinforced-concrete arguments, it just concludes to the fact that you are one ignorant SOaB. The whole point of the day it's about awareness. a tiny hole of chance to educate the masses about the whole fuss. It's the small actions that counts and contributes to the big picture. Keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating that this is the third time I'm trying to complete this post. Between the previous attempt, My dear beloved PC got struck by lighting. Dunno when will I have a PC again. In a month or two maybe. In the mean time, I'll constantly accessing the web thru other mediums and who knows when will I'll be posting an entry here again. Hence the anomaly in the thought delivery. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder to myself, the Malaysian Government has changed. Najib is now the Prime Minister. Now with his new army, I hope the hopes that they bring really will turn to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo heck, I'm really lost of what I originally intend to fart out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8286034051857934087?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8286034051857934087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8286034051857934087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8286034051857934087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8286034051857934087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-time-flies-so-does-your-armpit-hair.html' title='As time flies, so does your armpit hair...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3647195386743464125</id><published>2009-01-16T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:14:28.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boycott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>[TAG] Boycott??</title><content type='html'>There are posts that are in my vault just waiting to be published but since I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://memorabilia-izyan.blogspot.com/2009/01/boycott.html"&gt;Izyan&lt;/a&gt; in her post, I have to de-tagged myself then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The rule:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's what we should do. It's simple: list down 5 of the products from the list below that you are boycotting, and then list down 5 of the products that you will try your best to boycott, and finally list another 5 of the products that you find it hard to boycott, and tag 5 others. (Just click on the link below. I don't list the products here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tag is to get everyone to read the list below carefully and identify which products affects your life and the lives of the Palestinians most! You can also compare your list with your friends and see if they can boycott one product that you haven't been boycotting, why can't you start to boycott the product too?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 products i'm boycotting:&lt;/i&gt; (as in, totally boycotting it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Intel - AMD is better&lt;br /&gt;2. CNN - Need I say more about this?&lt;br /&gt;3. Nokia - This boycotting campaign makes me even more and more staying away from Nokia&lt;br /&gt;4. Carrefour - There's always Giant &amp; Mydin&lt;br /&gt;5. Calvin Kline - What with the expensive crotch gutter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 products I will start to boycott:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. National Geographic - Not really sure how to tho...&lt;br /&gt;2. Maggi - Mi Sedap lebih sedap&lt;br /&gt;3. Johnson &amp; Johnson - Why not no?&lt;br /&gt;4. Tommy Hilfiger - He's a fu*kin racist anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;5. McDonalds - Blitz Damansara Jaya @ Uptown Damansara Hawkers' burger is way way way way better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 products that I find hard to boycott:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kiwi - What other shoe polish brands are there?&lt;br /&gt;2. 20th Century Fox - Cicak Man anyone?&lt;br /&gt;3. Nestle - Too much products to cover&lt;br /&gt;4. Starbucks - It's easy but hard... They control the world coffee trading. demmit.&lt;br /&gt;5. Victoria Secret - Gosh... u gotta be kidding me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labels to boycott - click &lt;a href="http://www.inminds.co.uk/boycott-brands.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concern, the most important part in this whole boycott issue is to boycott smartly. Quoting how Yi "The Yeekster" Kin quoting Spike Lee; &lt;i&gt;Do the right thing!&lt;/i&gt;, hence I tag; &lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://bloatedcheeks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alengan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://nasaruddinhamzah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nasasuke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://raydcza.net.tf/"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://wananissorfina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sorf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://sakinaadam.blogspot.com"&gt;Cibo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3647195386743464125?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3647195386743464125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3647195386743464125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3647195386743464125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3647195386743464125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2009/01/tag-boycott.html' title='[TAG] Boycott??'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-3982095648326197006</id><published>2008-12-22T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:57:56.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><title type='text'>You could never be more entertained than observing...</title><content type='html'>OK... It's been a while since I filled my emotions with remorse to a state that might be weird for even myself. And thank God, my mind is full of non-digestive thoughts that I need to puke it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, "EEeeeWWWww..." some might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been taking mental notes lately which makes me hard to focus when I need to focus, such as now. There's so many things that my little mind just can't easily consume with the fact that there's so much things going around. From the world politics to the notion of taking a dump in the office lavatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The victory of Barack is indeed changing the world subliminally. For the good or for the bad, that's a different issue all together. His win of put him in the world political milestone with the same heights as how Hitler and Stalin visions to rule the world and how Nelson Mandela and Ghandi triumphed for independence. No, the latter two didn't FIGHT they triumphed. On one end of the spectrum, Barack's victory over the Oval office changes the perspective of the world on who could be a leader. For those who are pro-Barack or not-so-keen-for-Barack or anti-Barack just shut up. Firstly, he is still in the grace period on changing his own mindset and personality towards the power that he's going to inherit soon. Secondly, he has issues of who he REALLY are as a person back then and as a person now. And Thirdly, C'mon, he was against someone twice his age (or something like that) wasn't that an easy win? Doesn't that lead to much much more speculation? Heck, there's even a probability that the economy will crash boom bang before he is officially in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as much as I'd like to rant about Barack, I couldn't care less of him at the moment. Unless as I type this down, that dude is creating jobs for 70% of the number of unemployed people in the world, yes I'll kiss his hairy toe nail for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to a different region of my thought. The economy. There's a lot of things that could be said on this issue and could be regarded as the brain on empowering bright ideas to stimulate the growth away from the recession. See what I mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes the economy grow isn't my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simply I'm just an insignificant dot in the world that nobody really gives crap about. The world economy is just like a switch. As always, there's someone behind it, switching it on and off. The fuel price is an excellent example of what I mean. For those who spent their online time for education, they would certainly be aware of who the major players are on mining this currently liquid gold and trading it off to the world (Watch out oil, Fresh water demands are catching up - huh?) - another example would be coffee beans. And wasn't it weird that the price/barrel suddenly went skyrocket? It must have been the case that either; 1)The big players are gambling among themselves on who's richer in 5 months period; 2)Their sons/daughter wants 17 iPhone 3G each and didn't want to waste a single cent for that crappy phone but wanted the world to pay for it; or 3) They just felt like it! "Test Market" as how some Malaysians would say. For whatever the reason it may be, there certainly someone behind it smiling, laughing, diving into an ocean of gold coins like how Scrooge McDuck would indulge in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the pipe, there's the commoners who are still yet to get their big break on the wealth side of life but has to endure the hardness created by the people getting richer with other people's agony. Some are trying to survive on a daily basis, some on weekly, others rather on monthly basis. These people are literary the engine of the economy. What ever they do and even pay for is circling back to their respective employer. It's a bit complicated to describe, but as long as I myself understand the whole idea, I'm good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these oppression, depression leads to another aspect of life; Entertainment. To take our mind away from all this issues, temporarily, we turn to entertainment. Some might choose to drink till they drop in the shithole, some would dance and sing their pants off, but mostly, they'll indulge themselves in and alternate realm of reality. Fuuhhh... Sounds bombastic dosen't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies. Cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where they go. Alone, a couple, in a group (That would be one measurement of how depress a person is). The experience of watching a movie for some it's like mind orgasm as it is because; 1)Reading books are just too tiresome; 2)The room is dark, the screen is big; 3)em.. em.. Let's just leave that in our own imagination. It's hard for me to elaborate this part of my post as my thoughts are playing hide &amp; seek the peek-a-boo style. Gosh i need to manage my thoughts better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll jump into my usual Malaysia cinema experience. Of coz, if it is planned as a group viewing, someone will be a bit late from the others hence that leave ample time for one to live the anthropologist dream, to observe people and feel like one damn smart ass. My recent experience was in GSC 1Utama to watch the ever anticipated “Madagascar: Return 2 Africa”. I have this notion “humans are predictable and easily understood” engraved in my mind. I was close to believe that that was the ultimate theorem about people until that fine evening. My 20 minutes of observation was filled with awestruck weird ass facial expression. Which makes me to rephrase the engraved notion and came up with a one liner conclusion; “A man’s normality is another man’s abnormality”. It’s pretty much straight forward. Humans are easily understood and predictable ONLY when you have truly understand yourself. I was trying to understand people around me that time that I drifted away the fact I am just like them. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s just so many people that day. The 26th of Nov if I could recall. The best part is, the abundance of people I saw that day lead to this string of thoughts that I’m knocking my head for. This is the part where my less mature notion comes to play – the humans are predictable part. For the past months, the consumer price of fuel in Malaysia has been relatively high even with the subsidy provided by the government. It's understandable if Malaysian we more reserved to go out. &lt;i&gt;Saving maa...&lt;/i&gt; But when the price was decreased back to below RM 2.00/litre. WOW! Was I out for a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of people there didn't really bother me, what people wear was the one haunting me with nightmare for countless nights. Seriously. There's the overdress kids, the under-dressed goofs and also the unfashionable fashionista, just to name a few. The first category was still acceptable. Seemingly cute kids being 'poshed-up' by their respective parents. Goodness. Those kids are truly the "victim of fashion... gone wrong". Please, do justice to your kids people! I particularly can't stand the combination of the black or white PVC long boots, denim mini skirt, sleeveless blouse and ponytails with furry bands... Although that look could only be pulled-off by kids, it's not cute. Never did. That look would give the kids a bad mental perception on fashion. It certainly doesn't have to be GAP or United Color of Benetton for a kid to look good and trendy. The level of pity-ness increases when the kids are accompanied by the two other category I mentioned. Horrifying indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next in line are those who under-dress. I do understand that when in comes to dressing yourself-up, the 'my body, I wear what I like' paradigm plays on the back of the head on auto-mode. Don't get me wrong, I don't really mind what people wear but come on, this isn't the Utopian world without prejudice we live in. Physical impression is important regardless who you are. Making yourself comfortable is important, but making other people are vital! It's a divine deed! Seasoned/Worn-out bermuda short with tank tops? Are those legal to be worn in public? And that description is not even half of it. Those pieces of cloth were paired with beer-keg-belly, crew-cut hair, armpit hair sticking out and toilet flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should try that look some time. I'll put a twist on the brands of the the items and I might be a trend setter and all the take me as the god of fashion. Worn-out QS bermuda with Armani tank top and Billabong flip-flops. Maybe I throw in a trucker cap. Goodness I have no idea where I going with this. All those item sounds fashionable but it's a matter of where it's worn and who wearing it. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes a third category mentioned, The unfashionable fashionista. Where should I even start on this. "Sacrifice Comfort for Fashion", that for some could be one of the sacred amendments for the fashion world. I don't really mind this notions as long as the sacrifice made is a smart mix, a worthy calibration. here in the cinemas, it's like winter all year round. I just don't understand people who wore hot pants to the movies. What part of the name "Hot pants" doesn't they understand? it's something that you wear when it's hot or maybe to make u seemingly look hot. It's not for someplace cold, and it certainly wouldn't make you look cool either. And in the cinema, they complain it's cold. Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Godsmack - I Stand Alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-3982095648326197006?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/3982095648326197006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=3982095648326197006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3982095648326197006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/3982095648326197006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-could-never-be-more-entertained.html' title='You could never be more entertained than observing...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7588361411497884925</id><published>2008-12-17T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:02:09.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><title type='text'>Sunyi sepi membawa tahi...</title><content type='html'>Lately, I haven't do justice much to this blog. It's not that I don't have anything to say or pour out of my mind, it's just... Let just put it this way, there is a post that took me almost a month to write it down that's still in my draft bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, my emotions haven't been kindly treated by me either. I have been neglecting the responsibilities that was assigned to me. Thank fully, I have crossed out some of it from my list, I can move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to be too involved on what I say, which is very much apparent in my post. Just giving a tiny bit of what's on my mind rather than blasting out like there's no tomorrow. But hey, this is how I roll. So screw you for asking more that you could chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris mengundur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Rock - I Get A Kick Out Of You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7588361411497884925?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7588361411497884925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7588361411497884925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7588361411497884925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7588361411497884925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunyi-sepi-membawa-tahi.html' title='Sunyi sepi membawa tahi...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-4626867776615826819</id><published>2008-12-04T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:04:22.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power Snack'/><title type='text'>Power snacks - 002</title><content type='html'>Some words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:595px;text-align:center" id="__ss_813573"&gt;&lt;a style="font:14px Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif;display:block;margin:12px 0 3px 0;text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/alemsah/8-minutes-for-creative-refreshment-presentation?type=powerpoint" title="8 Minutes for Creative Refreshment"&gt;8 Minutes for Creative Refreshment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object style="margin:0px" width="595" height="497"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=8minutes-1228317318470017-8&amp;stripped_title=8-minutes-for-creative-refreshment-presentation" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=8minutes-1228317318470017-8&amp;stripped_title=8-minutes-for-creative-refreshment-presentation" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="595" height="497"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:11px;font-family:tahoma,arial;height:26px;padding-top:2px;"&gt;View SlideShare &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/alemsah/8-minutes-for-creative-refreshment-presentation?type=powerpoint" title="View 8 Minutes for Creative Refreshment on SlideShare"&gt;presentation&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/upload?type=powerpoint"&gt;Upload&lt;/a&gt; your own. (tags: &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://slideshare.net/tag/arden"&gt;arden&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://slideshare.net/tag/paul"&gt;paul&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyODM4MDA1MzQ1MyZwdD*xMjI4MzgwMTA5MjM*JnA9MTAxOTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MiZ*PSZvPWE1NDEzMGRlYjQ2ODQ3Mjk4MjNjZmJjODlmYWExM2Fk.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-4626867776615826819?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/4626867776615826819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=4626867776615826819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4626867776615826819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/4626867776615826819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Power snacks - 002'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-2186553449843906170</id><published>2008-11-06T01:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:14:10.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apa Salahnya Berbicara Bahasa Malaysia?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marangerapukepundermarangskeper'/><title type='text'>Sesuatu yang bebeza</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, Kakakku telah selamat dijibkabulkan oleh Ayahanda kami dengan Syed Bazli Alwi pada tanggal 1 November yang lalu. Segala perancangan, persiapan dan penat lelah ahli keluarga &amp; sahabat handai telahpun membuahkan hasil. Namun aku akui, terdapat cacat celanya, aku pohon ampun dan maaf. Terima Kasih aku ucapkan pada mereka yang terlibat dan pada mereka yang hadir. Jasa kamu semua, amatlah berharga dan belum tentu aku mampu mebalas budi pekerti kamu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau dengan cahaya kegembiraan yang dipancarkan warna-warna riang dan ceria rentetan majlis itu, aku masih resah. Masih gundah perasaanku. Masih gelora fikiranku atas apa berlaku tempoh hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan medium yang tersedia, aku berhenti, tenggelam sejenak dalam geloraku, menyelami dengan akal apa yang tersirat dalam lunakku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata-kataku mulai tidak menentu dengan ribut salju. Aku hilang arah. Aku mulai menggapai dalam emosi ku sendiri. Apakah harus aku berperilaku sebegini? Bukannah aku harus tenang? Kenapakah keyakinan ku lupus dan hanyut? Dimanakah harus aku berdiri dikala ribut mulai reda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kerap mengabaikan perasaan dan logika ku. Terlalu mengikutkan nafsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku silap, aku akui kesilapanku. Tetapi, akankah dia mengampuniku? Pastikah aku tidak akan mengulanginya seperti di masa-masa lalu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku letih memikirkannya. Aku letih dengan rasa kecil ku ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ya Allah Yang Maha Esa, ampunkan dosaku, kau bukakkanlah hati hambamu ini yang kecil lagi kudus ini untuk tahu akan perasaan malu, patuh pada perintahmu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris sekian~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Opick - Tombo Hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-2186553449843906170?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/2186553449843906170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=2186553449843906170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2186553449843906170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/2186553449843906170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/11/sesuatu-yang-bebeza.html' title='Sesuatu yang bebeza'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7505590344613218812</id><published>2008-09-24T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:12:38.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind over matter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV .vs. Life'/><title type='text'>Too young... too MUCH!</title><content type='html'>My last thought entry really bothers me... Somehow, the whole decision making really depends on the level of regret after the choice has been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that documentary, I find something hidden under the line of the whole image, something that was there telling us but very subtle. Human being just can't help but think of regrets on and on again above all matter. The uncertainty kills the logic over intuition. We are embedded with the "What's gonna happen after?" syndrome. Only certain people has the ability to look over this gene and create the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt; effect; balancing the pros and cons wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work towards that mentality, GOD help me please. Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In search of tranquility, comfort and inspiration, I turn to youtube. Well, ok, tranquility and comfort dosen't really apply there, heck. I stumble into a vlog (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/happyslip"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Happy Slip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), a great music performance (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CM1Ajnl0JsE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Josh Verdes - Save Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) and some documentary, one was the mathematician dude who came up with seemingly absurd equations and the other was this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiuOucQyjoA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Too Much Too Young - Teen Boobjobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Teen Boob Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, what have this world come to? What are the Teenage thinking? Even worse, what the hell are the parents doing? What ever is it, blame it on Boob-&amp;-Flesh-motivated magazines and of coz, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Extreme Makeover&lt;/span&gt;. Barely eighteen and boobs are all they can think of...? hohohoh... Merry biscuits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seesh.. talk about peer pressure... There's even boob pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case for reference, this is part one of the three part installment in youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RiuOucQyjoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RiuOucQyjoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9R51HE8lW0"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImavKCcYnRE"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD save us please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Josh Verdes - Save Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7505590344613218812?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7505590344613218812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7505590344613218812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7505590344613218812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7505590344613218812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-young-too-much.html' title='Too young... too MUCH!'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5936757682419926972</id><published>2008-09-23T11:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:55:45.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV .vs. Life'/><title type='text'>"How Not To Live Your Life..."</title><content type='html'>I have always been entertained with shows by BBC, the documentaries especially. The fact that Malaysian are mostly brought up with shows from the States, I find it a refreshing take after all that Hollywood stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I got hooked with the character line-up of Don, Abby, Eddie, Bichman &amp; Carl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought that you could come up with  an &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt; amount possible of scenario in your head in real time when it comes to decision making? That's how Don Danbury's mind works every time he's in a crossroad. On the first take, it was quite silly to have all these scenarios running over the head as what the next action has to be taken. For simple reason, in the show, all the possibilities are the one to be avoided pursuing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny it may seem, this brings me to another show which was produced by BBC; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How to Make Better Decisions&lt;/span&gt;. It is a documentary about the irony in the simple yet complex process of making a choice between that sneakers and this loafers. As the title suggest, It is not really teaching a person how to make a decision but really the scientific take on the process a person making a decision, a better grip on reality and being rational when it comes to saying yes to a red apple instead of a green apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"...We think we have a stronger awareness of our surroundings, our choices and the reason for our actions than we actually have.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scientificblogging.com/garth_sundem"&gt;Garth Sundem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a self-destined-and-proclaimed geek came up with loads and loads of equations to foolproof all daily decision from "with girl to talk to" to "which house to purchase". Sounds absurd? Simple but yet complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I still have my frontal lobe working as if dosen't, deciding &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Spicy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Original&lt;/span&gt; at KFC would take hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/7238637.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BBC How to Make Better Decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00d1nmh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BBC How Not to Live Your Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garth Sundam in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lIaiFk3jLpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lIaiFk3jLpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; Sinead Moynihan, she's gorgeous! HAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Justin Timberlake - All Over Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5936757682419926972?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5936757682419926972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5936757682419926972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5936757682419926972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5936757682419926972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-not-to-live-your-life.html' title='&quot;How Not To Live Your Life...&quot;'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8374790951042804434</id><published>2008-09-17T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:00:38.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power Snack'/><title type='text'>Power Snacks - 001</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.denofgeek.com/movies/85423/10_things_it_takes_to_be_batman.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What does it takes to be a Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; Interesting, there's a logic to be what and where he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoyzone.com/20-album-covers-recreated-in-lego/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Album covers reincarnated in LEGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; LEGO has become the true open mine of imagination. Prominent albums covers reincarnated with the cylindrical-yellow head twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyved.com/business_money/9-ways-you-can-take-advantage-of-this-terrible-economy/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The current economy worries you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; Buckle up with some know-hows to face the real truth of the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Joe Cooker - Come Together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8374790951042804434?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8374790951042804434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8374790951042804434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8374790951042804434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8374790951042804434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/09/power-snacks-001.html' title='Power Snacks - 001'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-6836652623825863592</id><published>2008-09-16T13:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:45:23.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politic talk'/><title type='text'>Remember... Remember 16th Of September...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vforvendetta.warnerbros.com/"&gt;V For Vendetta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; anyone recall the graphic novel series by Allan Moore/2005 Movie staring Natalie Portman &amp; Hugo Weaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tag line was "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;People should not be afraid of the government, the government sould be afraid of their people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that my friend is the true essence of Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the political arena in Malaysia over this past 10 days. Racial slur. Agricultural learning trip. I.S.A. Dr.M back with UMNO. And of cause, the "Taking over the country" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to sum everything in one thought but then again, it is undeniably related (and retarded).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start of with channeling my anger and fury towards the ever-so-unpopular Ahmad Ismail. He is indeed the love and joy of UMNO that almost everyone in UMNO apologize his behavior on his behalf and yet he still stands by his egoistic statement that made a simple activity of browsing magazine at a newsstand by the "commoners" hard. Don't he get the idea of where everyone are at the moment are simply because of their hard work and determination. True, that everyone will fight of what is rightfully theirs. That is what we call competition. Provocation may be needed here and there but with careful thought having the outcome benefit of the masses (note: not the majority race). I felt insulted being the same ethnic background as him saying all that. With the current political situation, I really don't want to be an outcast in my own country, but too bad that you are now. ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His actions has never been in the best timing ever. At the moment, opposing coalition have the greatest vision to take over the country by 16th September. To achieve this, a simple majority is needed and in this case, convincing at least 30 lawmakers from the governing party to defect would be sufficient enough to form a "New Malaysia". I must say, Anwar picked a very symbolic date as "Malaysia" was really form on that date which the government never really reminded the people about it. So, Ahmad Ismail's actions has a big impact on the minds of the voters. The Anwar contingent really went all out to make this vision a reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That comes to another idiotic move by BN; Sending 50 lawmakers to Taiwan to be lawnmakers. WTF? you got to be kidding right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Apparently, that's what Pak Lah counter action. They are sent there to learn the agricultural knickknacks and technology that suddenly seems so important. Let's just wait what "technology" they bring back. Oh, they stopped by Hong Kong for a day or two for "further discussion" before coming back. Goodness, it this for real? Anwar too send his fellow compatriots to "learn" side-by-side with the BN people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internal Security Act. To be or not to be. A large number of people are not happy on the recent implementation. From homemakers to political figures. What ever it is, it made Datuk Zaid Ibrahim resign despite Pak Lah rejected his resignation. For me, the act stays, but the way it's implemented should be reviewed. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a smaller note, The royal monarchy felt threatened with all this political &amp; racial slur. And Dr M will be submitting his UMNO form on the 16th (i think so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fast forward it to today. Updates are in. Anwar admitted that he can't meet the 16th September dateline but still fullheartedly convinced that he will topple down the current BN government even so a little setbacks and delays. Guess what, Pak Lah's happy! You could really see it in this photo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://malaysia.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080916/img/pap-malaysia-politics-d32e7-58c9be152db80.html"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cs9IaDXnCk/SM9iIKUKNSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0JHgI1RZXL8/s320/2961762069-defiant-malaysian-pm-rejects-opposition-claim-on-power.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246519983257302306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't he look happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dragon Force - Though the Fire And Flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6836652623825863592?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/6836652623825863592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=6836652623825863592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6836652623825863592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6836652623825863592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-remember-16th-of-september.html' title='Remember... Remember 16th Of September...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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/_-cs9IaDXnCk/SM9iIKUKNSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0JHgI1RZXL8/s72-c/2961762069-defiant-malaysian-pm-rejects-opposition-claim-on-power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6406706025668761837.post-7934126631314291306</id><published>2008-09-11T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:33:39.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind over matter'/><title type='text'>The half glass dillema...</title><content type='html'>Is a glass half empty or half full?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe half drained of half filled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those phrases are used as idioms and also to see how the mind or personality reacts to situations. Are you an optimistic or pessimistic kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put yourself in different environment with result based situation where there must be a glass with mid-leveled water in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a thought thru it and ponder the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins - Cherub Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7934126631314291306?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7934126631314291306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7934126631314291306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7934126631314291306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7934126631314291306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/09/half-glass-dillema.html' title='The half glass dillema...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5374451276959422546</id><published>2008-09-03T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T01:17:43.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind over matter'/><title type='text'>Perception; Propaganda</title><content type='html'>Ah... Another day, another list of "good" shows on the telly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it wonderful to explore the creative side of visual interactivity when it comes to story telling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, I can't keep track of how many or what movies have I watched. I possess a fair number of movies collection that would make a weekly trip to the cinema unnecessary for 3 years (one movie per week). Yes, that sounds a lot. Come to think of it, I have no idea I have that much of movies. This does not include sitcoms or series that I have access to anytime of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of the good values (or even the bad) messages that they convey to us, I learn one more thing from these medium of story telling; the more a person is exposed to variety of movies, the more tempered the way a person's perception over the person's surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the existence of the human mind, a person's brain are accustomed to develop it's capacity and capabilities via experience. The more the senses feel, the more the brain absorbs. It's pretty much very cool. In &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lady in The Water&lt;/span&gt; By M. Night Shaymalan has this character, Mr Farber, a man who supposedly to be the movie mechanics genius. And I say, he's an example on how movies shaped a person's mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the effect of the movies that I watch recently. I tend to come up with premature judgments on a person or a situation with the reference to the movies that I've watched unconsciously. I felt bad when I realized it. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Demit&lt;/span&gt;, it isn't cool to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although movies are a mimic to reality, we need to remember that IT IS just a REPRESENTATION or an ALTERNATE REALITY where mostly are exaggerated for the "entertainment value". It's even horrible if things are interpreted the other way around, movies being exaggerated interpretation of the real world are interpreted to reality. It would lead to undesirable consequences with a little dash of imaginative creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought leads me to another thought. Back in the mystic era, stories are used create fear to the neighboring weaker territories. Simple stories made mega threatening with the help of the imaginative mind of the listener. Hence, it IS in our blood to be making premature judgments towards something, it's just a matter of realizing it in due time or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propaganda = leads to Stories = building of Presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get caught in the mistaken mindset and confused for the world of idealism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, btw, cheesy &amp; cliche storyline rocks. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Slipknot - Before I forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5374451276959422546?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5374451276959422546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5374451276959422546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5374451276959422546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5374451276959422546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/09/perception-propaganda.html' title='Perception; Propaganda'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-1951577036686742611</id><published>2008-09-01T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:39:12.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politic talk'/><title type='text'>Politic Talk</title><content type='html'>Over the final week of August, things were very... well, let's just say there's a lot of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Denying the Obvious&lt;/span&gt; going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with the decrease of the retail oil price, then by-election in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Permatang Pauh&lt;/span&gt;, and the 2009 Budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that all are separate events but it all sums as one; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please, is there something that you are hiding? It's obvious. Please just come clean and we wont bit you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, one more thing, I never really excited to watch the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; Celebration on Telly ever before like yesterday. bus somehow, I think I missed the true highlight and hoping anyone caught it; Pak Lah, what was he like during the duration of the whole ceremony... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Stokes - Reptilia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-1951577036686742611?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/1951577036686742611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=1951577036686742611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1951577036686742611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/1951577036686742611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/08/politic-talk.html' title='Politic Talk'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-8506027412640112730</id><published>2008-09-01T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:04:17.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV .vs. Life'/><title type='text'>Don't Tell My Mother That I'm In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;... North Korea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I wasn't REALLY there, but it was a show on &lt;a href="http://www.ngcasia.com/watch/program_details.aspx?id_program=6370"&gt;National Geography&lt;/a&gt; and I was so awestruck by how Diego Buñuel thought of documenting how the only Socialist govern country operates the "Tom-Dick-Harry" way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the &lt;a href="http://www.ngcasia.com/watch/program_details.aspx?id_program=6370"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt; and you'll understand what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycen.com.my/sightings/sightings310808_merdeka_parade.html"&gt;Check this Photos out too&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Blue Oyster Cult - Cities on Flame With Rock and Roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-8506027412640112730?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/8506027412640112730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=8506027412640112730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8506027412640112730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/8506027412640112730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-tell-my-mother-that-im-in.html' title='Don&apos;t Tell My Mother That I&apos;m In...'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-7323330301160356937</id><published>2008-09-01T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:18:14.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Another day, another step</title><content type='html'>31st August 2008 marks the 50th anniversary or 51 years of independence in the land they call Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what's with this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year by year the same questions filled the air and event myself are getting tired listening to it. But think of it, are the resolutions of the meaning of independence truly understood and appreciated or the thoughts of the matter it's just something we want ourselves to hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put aside that deep thoughts and I just want to remind myself of what happened to me on the eve of Malaysia's Independence day. The Initial plan was to go around town, and the most celebrated places and shove my camera at everybody's face known or unknown and so called document the ambiance, atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't really happen. I just felt really unease doing that cause there's just too many aspiring photographers out there and my presences would just add more frustration to those who think that there's just too much photographers out there. It sucks to be thinking like i'm thinking dosen't it huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of driving straight to the town, I made a U-turn and landed myself in a cheesy bar but kind enough to play the venue-host for a gig organized by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/stonebaymusic"&gt;Stonebay&lt;/a&gt;. BTW, The sound system of that place sucks, it really hold back the true experience that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i didn't really plan to go there, I just greeted some of my fellow mates who were seated front of stage and went back of the room breathing up the music from a far (it sounds better there). At the stroke of midnight, all those deep thought came rushing through my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the meaning of all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I suppose to be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was disturbing but I just can't really stop wondering or being curious to seek for the answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Sleeping - Don't hold Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-7323330301160356937?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/7323330301160356937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=7323330301160356937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7323330301160356937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/7323330301160356937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-day-another-step.html' title='Another day, another step'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-5045046315329862278</id><published>2008-08-29T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:51:31.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>Moss won't gather by a rolling stone... or something like that.</title><content type='html'>Geez, at the moment, I live a sucky daily life routine. Don't go "Oohh, you should be tankful with your life" crap coz it's a fact that nobody want's to live how i', living at the moment. With exception if you plan to be depressed, then i'd b glad to present to you the module on how to live a crappy life for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't need the dentist if you eat apple daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That did not sound right either didn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-5045046315329862278?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/5045046315329862278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=5045046315329862278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5045046315329862278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/5045046315329862278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/08/moss-wont-gather-by-rolling-stone-or.html' title='Moss won&apos;t gather by a rolling stone... or something like that.'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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-6406706025668761837.post-6059742478356827042</id><published>2008-07-28T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:52:30.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transition'/><title type='text'>Header?</title><content type='html'>Ahh.. a sip of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind to relocate my personal insights to blogger.com. http://blog.360.yahoo.com/arerayace was more of a pain to manage the site plus the ridiculous application that comes with it, gosh.. to even log on to the site demotivates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, more to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.aris out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6406706025668761837-6059742478356827042?l=arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/feeds/6059742478356827042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6406706025668761837&amp;postID=6059742478356827042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6059742478356827042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6406706025668761837/posts/default/6059742478356827042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arisdotdotdot.blogspot.com/2008/07/header.html' title='Header?'/><author><name>.ace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16789916928511142855</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></feed>
