'Happy New Year 2008'
and may all your wishes come true.
Good Luck!
Get the OST HERE!~Mok told me he's C.Reineiri not Houllier. Haha!!! I confused! :P~
Well..haha... I'm not satisfied with my previous post. Still want to add somemore... somemore... somemore... haha!!!





Damnnnn, I really miss this page >>> My Heritage
I read an article from NST, just wanna share with u all...
Brandishing of the keris by Education Minister Datuk Hishammuddin Hussein at the Umno general assembly earlier this year: Some saw it as a call to Malay patriotism and unity; a call to his party members to be fearless and to fight for a better life. Some saw it as a display of martial power; of a warning to others, especially members of other races. Some saw the keris as a symbol of Malay energy and fearlessness; some saw it as a weapon that can kill. To some it was a harmless gesture, to others a harmful gesture.
A Hindu stands before a statue of Lord Muruga with hands clasped in prayer. To him it is a symbol of God, a representation of the divine and one of the approaches through which he attains the Almighty or Self. To someone else, it is a figure in stone. To someone else it looks like he is praying to an idol. The Hindu knows he is praying to the divine through the symbol.
Malaysians are calling Dr Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor -- the first Malaysian in space -- an angkasawan, which translates into "astronaut". The Russians say he is a cosmonaut while the Americans refer to him as "space flight participant".
What is history if not an interpretation of the past and its significance? When I was in primary school, for instance, the first British Resident of Perak, James W. W. Birch, was the hero and Maharaja Lela -- the man who is said to have killed him in 1875 -- the crook. Today, children learn that Birch is the villain and Maharaja Lela the patriot.
Morality is very much a matter of interpretation. A show of breasts, for instance, is perfectly moral in some societies but not in others. What was immoral 100 years ago may not be so today.
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...an interesting case of the housewife in Chukai, Terengganu, who told police she went to bed about 5am on Oct 11 after making preparations for Hari Raya Adilfitri. Her husband had gone to work. About an hour after she went to bed, she felt the warmth of a man beside her and they made love. Later, when her husband walked in and asked her about the man who had walked out of their room, she said it was a case of mistaken identity. She lodged a report that she had been raped and police picked up a colleague of the husband who had been staying with them.She had thought the man who had shared the bed with her was her husband. She had, it seems, interpreted it wrongly.The police are working on their own interpretation of the events that transpired.
Then there is the case of the 14-year-old from Mersing who spent the night at her boyfriend's house on Oct 10. After returning from a stroll with a girlfriend, they went to her boyfriend's house at 11pm. The boyfriend's family allowed the girls to sleep in the hall. When everyone had gone to sleep, the boyfriend invited her into his room. The girl, it appears, misinterpreted his intentions and went in. The next morning, she lodged a rape report against him.
~Adeh, aku salah faham...~



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Riding their bicycles together on the road. The road should be owned by the bigger vehicles' owner who pay the road tax, but that night, the road is for the bicycles.
Nana was so kind that she offered to lend a guy her own handphone somewhere at Padang MPK who was grumbling about his spoilt handphone . Luckily, nothing happened after that.
We spotted lot's of monkeys on the trees and even on the ground while we walked along the bridge/jetty early in the morning at TC.
Nice hilly scenery
Saw this signbord while on the way to the waterfall.
Interviewed by Mastika
That's what I called 'jungle trekking' before reaching the waterfall.
Rocky path
That's it!
Fakh was trying to test his floating skill and I helped him.
It's about time to leave.
We saw an underwear left by one of the visitors who rushed back home, without err... 'underwear'?
And I played with it. (I didn't touch it, ok?)
As a memory...