<?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-6710569411621118383</id><updated>2012-02-05T10:45:58.674-08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>My Life After 40</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-1485854833911261724</id><published>2010-06-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:24:00.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Six After Forty</title><content type='html'>My last blog was Oct 09, and actually copy from RPK. Busy is an excuse not to blog, and I will rather to put it as run out of topic to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to drop few lines to remember my 46 years of earth journey. Busy uploading my photo in my 80's and 90's into the FB yesterday, found out that all of the photos during 80's we look so cheerful, Happy like nobody business. Really missed those days when we were young and innocent(maybe be not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek's mother passed away yesterday and me and my wife visited him a while ago and we talked about our after life. After seeing his mother sickness suffering prior to last breath, he said it is better to carry lot of sleeping pills when we are old. To me, I prefer to dive into 100M depth call myself End of the Journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess If I can afford myself when I am getting older, I am going to build a Retirement Resort and invited all the old pals to stay together. It should be fun, when all the personal daily need is taking care by the professionals(of course need to pay some month fees, and if you default your payment by your offspring, all services will be terminated, ha...), everyday when we wake up, we are talking about what to do, what to eat, and what to play. Maybe a Mahjong, Ping Pong, Aerobic, shopping trip for LV (eyes only or course), Drama, TV, Movie, Football (Tai Zhi better), lot of activities to spare our time. Most of all, we can always repeatedly talked about our 80's, 90's 10's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can hold a farewell party prior to the departed of our friends, and live life to the fullness. Sound nice isn't it. Well we need to have a dream,  only then we have something to turn it to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-1485854833911261724?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/1485854833911261724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=1485854833911261724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1485854833911261724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1485854833911261724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2010/06/six-after-forty.html' title='Six After Forty'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-6887420262677609902</id><published>2009-10-02T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:25:43.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>FAITH</title><content type='html'>ANOTHER SENSABLE ARTICLE FROM RPK-ENJOY AND HAVE FAITH IN YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to say that a certain very senior military officer told me that………..many --in particular those from the legal fraternity -- would say that this is hearsay. If I relate something that someone else told me then that is not admissible as ‘evidence’.&lt;br /&gt;In court, if I relate what I have been told, this is not strong enough. The person who told me that story has to be subpoenaed to appear in court. He or she would have to personally relate whatever it is he or she told me. My ‘second-hand’ version is not acceptable. And he or she has to be a witness to the event. It has to be what he or she saw, and not what he or she was told by yet another party. If not, this would, again, be hearsay.&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for documents. If I adduce a document in court and say this is what was given to me, this too can’t be accepted as evidence. The maker of the document must be subpoenaed to court to testify that he or she is indeed the maker of the document and that it is his or her signature on the document. Even Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad had to go to court to testify in a Bank Negara forgery case back in the early 1980s when he first became Prime Minister. Without Dr Mahathir’s testimony that he did not sign that letter and that the letter is, in fact, a forgery, the prosecution would not be able to prove its case and obtain a conviction.&lt;br /&gt;Such is the law of evidence. What someone told you does not count. Even if you can support your statement with a document, that too does not count. The source of the information must personally appear in court and take the witness stand and testify that he or she did in fact say that, or prepared that document, or signed that letter, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;That is why in my various criminal cases the government chose to charge me under sections of the law where the burden of proof or evidence is not required. Or they chose to detain me without trial where the issue of evidence need not be argued in court. For example, the government says I lied. Yet they won’t charge me for lying -- like for signing a false declaration. Instead, they charge me for sedition and criminal defamation where the truth of the matter is not material to the charge. Even if I told the truth I am still guilty and can be sent to jail.&lt;br /&gt;The government realises that I may have witnesses who are prepared to come to court to testify that they did indeed say what I wrote and that means I did not lie. So, when my lawyers argue about the falsity or truth of what I wrote, the prosecution jumps to its feet and reminds the judge that the court must ignore this argument and just focus on whether I did or did not write what I am alleged to have written (which means I am guilty of a crime) and not whether what I wrote is true or false (because even if it is true I am still guilty).&lt;br /&gt;In court, we dabble at great length on the laws or evidence and about what constitutes hearsay and what is admissible and what is not. And you can get sent to jail just because you related what you were told but fail to bring the teller of the story to court to testify that he or she did indeed relate this story to you. If you say something that is a repeat of what someone else told you, and you can’t drag that person to court to back up your story, then you are in deep shit. You will get sent to jail.&lt;br /&gt;Now, superimpose that onto religion. You tell me that someone told you what someone else told him or her that yet someone else told him or her about what happened 3,500 years ago -- and this story has been transmitted through 140 generations over 3,500 years before they even had pen and paper to record all this -- and I am expected to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;That is 140 generations over 3,500 years. All of them are of course now long dead and gone. So we have no way of confirming this story from eyewitness accounts. And we call it the gospel. Yet when I relate what someone witnessed three years ago and who is still alive and one week ago he told me what he witnesses, that is a lie and I get arrested and charged for this ‘lie’.&lt;br /&gt;Religion, for all intents and purposes, is based on hearsay. And it is hearsay because none of those people who lived 3,500 years ago is still alive today. And they never wrote down what they are alleged to have witnessed. It has all been related by word of mouth and passed down through word of mouth over 140 generations. Have the events and stories the witnesses related 140 generations ago been kept intact these 3,500 years or has over time the stories been corrupted?&lt;br /&gt;They did an experiment once. They asked ten people to sit in a row and the lecturer whispered a story to the first person. The first person then whispered to the second person, who then whispered to the third person, and so on till the last person. It took only minutes for the story to get transmitted down the line from the first to the tenth person.&lt;br /&gt;The tenth person was then asked to relate the story back to the first person and the story the tenth person related was a far departure from what the first person had related. So there you have it. In a mere few minutes, a story told by one person has changed so much by the time it reaches the tenth person sitting in the same room a few feet away. Imagine a story related by 140 generations over 3,500 years halfway around the world. How much of the story remains uncorrupted?&lt;br /&gt;So religion can never be about facts. Facts would be when the witness himself told you what he saw. After 140 layers of ‘mouths’ over 3,500 years, facts no longer exist. And by saying ‘facts’ I am using the standards of the law of evidence applicable in a court of law. Anything other than eyewitness accounts is no longer fact but hearsay. So religion, having happened 3,500 years ago, is therefore hearsay and not facts.&lt;br /&gt;So we need faith when it comes to religion. We can’t apply facts because facts do not exist. How can facts exist when the storyteller has long since died and his story has been passed down by word of mouth over 140 generations? If you lack faith you will reject all these stories. If you insist on applying the proper laws of evidence you will never believe what they tell you about events that happened 3,500 years ago where no witnesses to the events remain alive today.&lt;br /&gt;But we live in a democratic society and if you wish to believe that the moon is made of cheese and that the world is flat and that the sun revolves around earth then that is your choice. You are free to believe what you want to believe. And if you wish to believe that something that is said to have happened 3,500 years ago is true in spite of there not being any witnesses alive today who can confirm these stories then that is also your choice. That is what democracy is all about.&lt;br /&gt;However, we have certain people who believe in what happened 3,500 years ago, in spite of the fact they can’t prove it, and then they expect us to also believe this. If we refuse to believe this they will get very upset. They will arrest us. They will kill us. They force us to believe what they believe and will punish us if we do not.&lt;br /&gt;And this is why the world is facing a lot of problems today. The 6 billion or so inhabitants of the world hold dear stories about what happened 5,000 years or 3,500 years or 2,000 years or 1,500 years ago. And they label themselves with whatever religion they subscribe to. Many have since been killed off. The majority exterminates the minority so those who follow minority religions have long since become extinct.&lt;br /&gt;The majority rules; the minorities got sent to their graves many generations ago. So the religions we follow today are the religions of the victors in the game of wipe out all those who do not believe what we also believe. And we now believe the religion of the victors, not the religions of the vanquished. And this is accepted as the correct and true religions because only these religions still exist while all others have been wiped off the face of this earth.&lt;br /&gt;What is truth and what is farce? We don’t know and we don’t really care because we base our beliefs on faith and not on evidence. And our faith is mostly based on what our parents and their parents before them believed in.&lt;br /&gt;I have met a Muslim ulama who took me for lunch in McDonalds in Washington. He ordered a beef burger and I had fish. He laughed and said he understands that I am from Malaysia so I am just doing the ‘Malay thing’ by eating fish and not any non-halal meat. But beef, even though not slaughtered by a Muslim, is halal, said this ulama of Arab descent who is very senior in the Islamic Society of North America (ISNA).&lt;br /&gt;I have met a Muslim ulama who drinks wine. Wine is okay, said the ulama, but not beer, whisky or brandy. And he quoted a verse of the Quran to convince me.&lt;br /&gt;I have met Muslims from Morocco who smoke during the fasting month of Ramadhan but will not eat or drink till the sun goes down.&lt;br /&gt;I have met Muslims who only accept the Quran but not the Hadith. And I have met Muslims who only accept 500 of the Hadith but not the 7,000 that other Muslims accept. And I have met Muslims who take the Quran from its allegorical meaning and not from its literal meaning. And I have met Muslims who translate the Quran from Aramaic and not Arabic, which they say is the correct language of the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;So, even amongst Muslims there are many opinions of ‘right’ and ‘wrong’. Some even say that Judaism, Christianity and Islam do not exist because all three are actually the same religion and that Abraham’s teachings and not the teachings of Moses, Jesus or Muhammad is the correct religion to follow.&lt;br /&gt;Who is right and who is wrong? That is for you to decide. And since it is all based on faith with no evidence -- in the context of the law of evidence acceptable in the justice system that we follow -- then you decide the right and the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But don’t force others to also believe what you believe. Most religions impose their beliefs on others. Since, due to lack of evidence, you can’t prove what is right and what is wrong, you have no business forcing others to also believe what you believe which is all based on faith.&lt;br /&gt;If ‘religionists’ can understand this then the world would be a much better place. Malaysia would be a much better place. And those hundreds of millions who were slaughtered over the last 3,500 years in the name of the ‘true religion’ need not have died needlessly.&lt;br /&gt;This, the religionists, can’t seem to understand. And this is because they have this high and mighty and righteous attitude where only they are right and all others are wrong. It never occurred to them that maybe they are wrong and the other chap could in fact be right. Or that maybe everyone is wrong because at the end of the day religion is all about unproven stories told 140 generations ago and passed down by word of mouth over 3,500 years with no evidence to support the stories or evidence to prove that the stories had not changed or become corrupted over time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-6887420262677609902?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/6887420262677609902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=6887420262677609902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/6887420262677609902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/6887420262677609902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/10/faith.html' title='FAITH'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-5773266032607925975</id><published>2009-08-16T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T05:51:29.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>外表和实质之间</title><content type='html'>Pick From Raja Petra Kamarudin -NO HOLDS BARRED, 16TH AUGUST 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once asked me whether I consider myself a Muslim. I asked him: first of all, what is your interpretation of Muslim? He then asked me what is my interpretation of Muslim. And I gave him my interpretation of Muslim: one who believes in God, the One God, and does what God commands, which is to serve mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you are a Muslim, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of people who set up Christmas trees every year and place presents below it and get drunk on Christmas Eve. They may even go to church once a year for Christmas Mass. But they believe that whites are superior to non-whites and the genocide of non-whites is no great tragedy to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of people who go to Mekah every time they face corruption charges so that they can pray in the ‘House of God’ for divine intervention in beating the corruption charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of people who perform the pilgrimage to the holiest of temples every year and yet have scores of murders to their credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not Hindus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of people who place altars and burn joss sticks every morning in their massage parlours that front for brothels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not Buddhists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To these people, they are ‘religious’ because they perform the rituals associated with whatever religion they believe in. But that is as far as their religion goes. Compassion and service to mankind is not at the top of their priority list. All their actions are guided by greed, lust, vanity, egoism, arrogance, and all those other anti-social attributes you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time Malaysians stopped ‘talking’ religion. Religion is not in the rituals you perform. Religion is not in the clothes you wear. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Religion is what is in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Muslims suffer from a very serious fundamental problem. The problem is they do not follow the fundamentals of the religion. Islam is the religion of ‘there is no god but God’. See the small ‘g’ and capital ‘G’ in the two god words? It is spelt that way for a very good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that matter, many would argue that Islam is not even a religion. It is a way of life. You breathe Islam, so to speak. In other words, every beat of your heart ticking away ticks for Islam. You do not need rituals to prove you are a Muslim. The fact that you are breathing already means you are Muslim because when you breathe in and then out that breath translates to Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not grasp what I am saying then I can't help you. It just means you look at things from a very superficial and on-the-surface perspective. You need to go deeper than that. You need to feel the pulse on your wrist and be able to say, “This is Islam.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is what happens when religion, any religion, has been reduced to rituals, ceremonies and the manner you dress. You lose the essence of the religion. And this is when we start arguing about trivial issues while we allow the essence of the religion to pass unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter what women wear, or how a man dresses, or whatever, when below those external coverings lurk maggots and worms eating away at our soul? I suppose this is a statement many religionists, Muslims included, would not be able to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we believe in God then we would believe that God created us. And would God play games with us by creating us of different faiths so that we may kill one another? All religions believe in the beginning of time and the end of time. And the Abrahamic faiths believe that we are all descendants of one man and one woman, the first two beings on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would this not then make us all brothers and sisters? And we may be brothers and sisters who follow different paths to the same destination but is this not God's wish and something absolutely beyond our control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to question God's wisdom in making one brother/sister a Jew, another a Christian, yet another a Muslim, and others of the Hindu, Buddhist, etc., faiths? Do we know better what is God's grand design? Dare we shun God's wise decision by shunning those who do not follow that same path as us in arriving at the same destination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is certainly food for thought this Sunday morning in a prelude to the Muslim holy month of Ramadhan. God has said He knows better what He has planned for us. Maybe it is time to not question or dispute what this plan is because surely, if he is really God who is the Creator of us all, He would have been able to create all of us of one faith and avoid all these disputes and killings in His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whom do we believed at the end? NO ONE BUT YOURSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-5773266032607925975?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/5773266032607925975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=5773266032607925975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5773266032607925975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5773266032607925975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='外表和实质之间'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-4159904028676623874</id><published>2009-07-30T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T06:37:08.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Your Sunday sermon</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pick From : Raja Petra Kamarudin(NO HOLDs BARRED) - 5TH JULY 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say there are two types of people. There are leaders and there are followers. 1% of the people are leaders while the majority are followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Within these two categories are further sub-categories. There are good people and there are bad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Within the good people category, they can again be subdivided into two more categories. There are people who are good by nature and there are people who are good because they are scared of being bad. If they were not scared of being bad then they would certainly not be good because being bad is more fun than being good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And within the bad people category there are people who are bad because they are bad by nature while others are bad because they feel they can get away with being bad without getting caught or that later they can always repent and become good whereby they would be forgiven for all the bad they have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why people need religion. Religion stops you from being bad and forces you to be good. Without religion there would be no stick and carrot. You get the stick when you are bad and you get the carrot when you are good. It is a form of punishment and reward system. You get punished when you do bad and you get rewarded when you do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, religion works on the concept of the bribery system. You are bribed through the punishment and reward system when you do bad and good respectively. And since most people are susceptible to bribes they would conduct themselves accordingly depending on whether they wish to be rewarded or whether they do not fear the punishment and do not care much for the rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over thousands of years mankind has had to conduct itself based on what religion tells them they should do. Religion has been the guideline for our conduct long before the invention of the police force and the legal system comprising of laws and courts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of religion, however, is a history of violence, persecution, cruelty and brutality. In the name of religion mankind has been subjected to much suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The question is who invented religion? And is religion something that God sent us or something that man created to conveniently oppress and suppress fellow man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not wish to engage in a debate as to the existence of God or otherwise. There are some who believe that there is a God (or Gods). Others believe in the existence of a higher power although they are not quite sure what it is and whether God is the correct word to use for this higher power. Then there are others who believe that man is the product of nature and not of a higher being named God or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I leave it to you to decide how you came to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All religions have what we could call holy books. The ‘main three’, also called the Abrahamic religions, have the Old and New Testaments and the Quran. A study of all three holy books would reveal that there are a lot of similarities and overlapping doctrines. You would not be mistaken if you were to think that the three Abrahamic faiths are actually one faith divided into three sects. Of course, these three ‘sects’ are further divided into many sub-sects who are at most times in conflict with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man has a natural instinct to be bad. But they are forbidden from being bad basically because the religion they believe in forbids it. If the religion they believe in were silent on the issue then most would choose to be bad rather than good. But they have no choice but to be good because they fear that if they are bad they would receive punishment and not receive the rewards promised to good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say that most people are not good by nature but are reluctantly good. It is not that there are no good people who are good by nature. There are, although they would be in the minority. And you will find that most of the people who are good by nature do not have any religion. Some do not even believe in God. T&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hey are good just because they are, by nature, good and for no other reason -- in particular not because they believe in the system of rewards and punishment that religions propagate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has religion succeeded in its job of turning us into good people? Or has it instead turned us into hypocrites? How many of us are good because it is in our heart and how many are good because we have no choice but to be good? If religion were silent on what constitutes good and bad and if there are no rewards and punishment for being either what kind of person would we become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something to ponder upon this Sunday. And before you adopt that holier than thou attitude and start moralizing, ask yourself: are you really a good person who has earned the right to preach or are you actually a hypocrite who is not really good but is just a coward who does not dare become a bad person like how you would rather be if given that opportunity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THIS ARTICLE ACTUALLY SPEAK OUT MY DEEPEST MINDSET WHICH WONDER ME SINCE MY CHILDHOOD. EVER SINCE MY BRAIN WORKED RASIONALLY, I ALWAYS ASKED MYSELF  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"IS GOD CREATED MAN OR MAN CREATED GOD?"&lt;/span&gt;. POINTS TO PONDER. THUS I CHOOSE TO BE  JUST BE MYSELF. RESPECT THE UNIVERSAL AND BE MYSELF; ANSWER TO YOURSELF NOT OTHERS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-4159904028676623874?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/4159904028676623874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=4159904028676623874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4159904028676623874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4159904028676623874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-sunday-sermon.html' title='Your Sunday sermon'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-8573952370844057016</id><published>2009-07-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:58:01.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theory</title><content type='html'>Origin From RPK : The writing was already on the wall so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Tranlate by Blogger as Below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冰冻三尺非一日之寒，反贪污委员会以为自己是上帝，他们绑架家人，他们把抓来的人严刑逼供，如果那些被盘问的人不肯合作，他们会以死亡威逼他们。这篇文章已经完成很久了，警钟早已想起，仿佛女妖的悲号，可是却没被人所留意，那是因为《今日大马》触动的警钟，所以没被留意，《今日大马》并非最可靠的消息来源，它无法提供最好的消息，《今日大马》玩弄的不过是谣言和讽刺文章。当反贪污局（目前已经易名为反贪污委员会）绑架了一名警探的家人时，今日大马已经响起了警钟，他们绑架了一名警探的妻儿，因为这名警探曾在比他更高阶助理警阶的指示下，调查一名华人黑帮头子。那名警探不过是在执行他上司的命令，也即是开启档案，调查一宗涉及华人卖淫、高利贷、贩毒和赌博的集团，结果导致三名集团头子被扣留。反贪污委员会要这名警探做的事非常简单，他们要他篡改他的报告，这样的话那三名黑帮头子就能获得释放，如果他要保障他的家人能够获得释放的话，他必须这样做。那名警探拒绝了，而且还报了案，他的妻子也这样做了，可是却没有见到这件事有何进展，这些反贪污委员会官员并没有被捕，也没因为绑架而被拖入法院受审。接着，反贪污委员会向媒体放出风声说正在调查一名高级警官——商业调查局总监，有关他没有呈报一笔两千七百万令吉的资产，其实反贪污委员会受限制于官方机密法令的约束，可是却一点作用也没有。何况，官方机密法令只不过是为了被利用来对付反对党支持者的，而不是对付那些为当权者效命的人。虽然如此，商业调查局中间最终并没有因为那两千七百万令吉为呈报的资产而被控，他被控利用警方资产假公济私，就像是每天堂而皇发生在政府官员、部长和政客的事。可是他真正的罪行是因为他扣留了几名华人黑帮头子，这些人控制了全马的卖淫、高利贷、贩毒和赌博活动。接着，他们逮捕了这名商业调查局总监的代表律师，这些反贪污委员会官员甚至在开斋节前夕来到他办公室，用手铐铐着他，然后粗暴对待他，就像是对付银行抢劫犯那样。为了确保这名律师受到最大程度的羞辱，这种好莱坞式的逮捕手法呈现在办公室中每个人的眼中。《今日大马》曾经写过这些故事，《今日大马》不止把这些故事都写出来，而且还把故事给不断的重复了几次，以确保每个人都把故事听入耳朵。可是这都无济于事，没人否定这些故事，更重要的是，没有人对《今日大马》所揭露的事做过什么？很久很久以前，反贪污委员会就已经成为了当权者的工具。正式来说，国阵有十四个成员党，巫统是联盟的领袖。非正式地说，国阵有十七个成员党，选举委员会是第十五个国阵的成员，大马警察是第十六，而反贪污委员会是第十七，他们的作用即是保护巫统和首相的利益。这篇文章已经完成很久了，警钟早已想起，仿佛女妖的悲号，可是却没被人所留意，那是因为《今日大马》触动的警钟，所以没被留意，《今日大马》并非最可靠的消息来源，它无法提供最好的消息，《今日大马》玩弄的不过是谣言和讽刺文章。「证据在哪里？」他们问道。「证明给我看这具尸体！」他们要求。没证据，也没尸体，也就是说没有犯罪迹象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事实不然，今天，这里有具尸体，这具尸体是一名非常不幸的华裔反对党成员，他被反贪污委员会官员逮捕，并被虐待。是的！他曾经被虐待，他被虐待是因为反贪污委员会要他说话。可是他却说不出来，他说不出口，因为他无话可说。反贪污委员会要他指证他在反对党的同僚。他们要他株连他在反对党的朋友们各种的罪状，而这些罪状是前些时候反贪污委员会声称反对党所犯下的罪行。他企图解释，他并不顽固；他企图解释，他并无犯法；他企图解释，他不能因为反贪污委员会片面的想象而把各种罪行栽赃在他在反对党的同僚身上。于是，他们继续虐待他，他再也受不了这些虐待，他并非是硬汉型的人，他不过是个温文幽雅的男士，他所想的不过是在这个周末举行婚礼，他所想的就不过如此。他们威胁他说，如果他拒绝说话，他们会杀了他。他泪流满脸，哭泣求饶，他恳求他们不要伤害他。他们威胁他，如果他拒绝说话，就会把他从顶楼抛下，他放声大哭，跪地求饶，恳求放他一条生路。他们把他拖曳过一间房间，打开窗口，接着，大事不妙，那只不过是一场恐吓，他们只是想要吓一吓他罢了，他们并非真的想把他从顶楼抛下，他们只是想让他从顶楼望下底楼时的感觉。这名不幸的年轻人惊慌失措，当看到他摔在地上之前所需堕下的高度时，他突然失去理智。他使劲挣扎，他们无法将他抓牢，地心吸力取而代之，这名青年的生命，风华之年，就此早殇。接着，反贪污委员会宣布，他们早在前晚已经释放了他，他们却无法宣布他们已经将他带离扣留处，反而将他带离这个世界。然后在隔天，它们忽然发现他的尸体。他跳下，他自杀了，他自己了结了自己的生命，他并没有被虐待拷打，他并没有被拖出窗口，他们也没有威胁他说要教训他如何做空中飞人。冰冻三尺非一日之寒，反贪污委员会以为自己是上帝，他们绑架家人，他们把抓来的人严刑逼供，如果那些被盘问的人不肯合作，他们会以死亡威逼他们。现在，一名青年真的死了，可是将不会有人会被法办。没有人会被处分，因为他们会说是这名年轻人自己了结自己的生命的。没有人知道为何他要了结自己的生命，他并没有被虐待，他并没有收到死亡威胁，他并没有被迫从高处望向地面，他并不是因为惊慌失措而导致他们无法将他抓牢，最后意外坠楼的。这就是今天他们将会告诉你我的故事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had seen a lot of scene of the above in Movies, does it real?? Only if You trusted the Souces from RPK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-8573952370844057016?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/8573952370844057016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=8573952370844057016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8573952370844057016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8573952370844057016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/07/conspiracy-theory.html' title='Conspiracy Theory'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-7640950930934603673</id><published>2009-07-17T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T06:15:30.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>THE ROCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Favourite Movie star By Sean Connery &amp;amp; Nicolas Cage. A story about a US General do not agreed with the Government handling his men, took up a plot to threat Government for demand. He said "I came before you to protest a grave injustice", a man who fought for his team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, as the general was soft heart to launch the chemical missile, he said "This mission was based on the threat of force, We bluffed. They called it. The mission's over." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His followers disagreed and said " The day we took hostages we became mercenaries, and mercenaries get paid", then started the conflicted and end up the plot was successfully brought down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moral of the stories do apply to our daily life. We always do not agree with the happening around us, in school, in work places, in parties, in government blah blah, and then here came a hero, who like to change it over, at the price of public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are angry over injustice that happen almost everyday, we wanted to do something about it, and we wish we do have the power of spiderman/batman .... which able to kill them all. But, do we realized this is the system we have build, and we all are part of it. To change it, we need to change from the root, THE FAMILY.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Family values must be implanted. World histories had teached us, extremist mostly do not have proper guidance when they are needed during their childhood. So, blame no one but ourself for the life we are living now. Can we change it?? Yes, start now to educate your child now and maybe our grand grand children will enjoy the harvesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just felt sad for the happening in news this few days. Problem start not by accident, but accumulating of a small yet dangerous issues across the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-7640950930934603673?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/7640950930934603673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=7640950930934603673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/7640950930934603673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/7640950930934603673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/07/rock.html' title='THE ROCK'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-3081735957800965447</id><published>2009-07-14T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:56:15.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Walk To Remember</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been regretted, when walk through the path of life in the past? Regretted on event that you realize at later age, you just can't reverse back the happening? Well, I do. That's with my beloved father. Still fresh in my mind, when I graduated from University and able to stay back in home town, he felt so great as all of his sons were not with him. We do a lot of talking then when worked at home town, understanding more of his thought, life experiences, and more importantly understand how he crossed the South China Sea from China to Malaysia and started his struggling. He taught me a lot about life, from his experience and reading of the 5000 years of Ancient Chinese history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was young, fresh graduate, very ambitious to achieve my dream, putting up a family, planning the betterment of it, I just conveniently ignore the need that planted deep inside my dad's heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad had told me plenty of time that he wish to go back with his sons to where he came from. Guess that was his biggest wish and we just ignored it, having taught that we could do it at later stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember, before he was diagnose with Liver Cancer, I told him I will bring him back, and that really make his day. Unfortunately, his wish just can't be fulfill as the strike of the Cancer was so acute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to his home town then after he passed away, just can't believe a house of 20ftx20ft could occupied the family of so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Go On, even with the regretted path I learnt, and unable to reverse it. So, If you do have some moment, time that you wish to do whatever, do not hesitate, Please DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;TIME WAIT FOR NOBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try to drop down taught and to remember my dad who passed away 13 years back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-3081735957800965447?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/3081735957800965447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=3081735957800965447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/3081735957800965447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/3081735957800965447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/07/walk-to-remember.html' title='A Walk To Remember'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-4147880722841771685</id><published>2009-07-01T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:18:36.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Jokes Pick From Internet</title><content type='html'>1.  一农夫请兽医给猪配种，兽医说：看来需要人工配种。农夫犹豫了半天，鼓起勇气说：行是行，就怕它咬我。&lt;p&gt;2. 一个男人怒气冲冲地冲进某单位，嚷道：这里是动物保护协会吗？工作人员：是啊，请问是谁欺负你了？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. 狱长问临刑前坐在电椅上的死囚：你还有什么要求吗？死囚：我只希望你在行刑的时候能握住我的手，让我心里好过一点儿。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. 女秘书：老板，你太太来电话，她说要在电话里吻你。老板：你先替我收一下，一会儿过来交给我。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. 王太太怀了四胞胎，并到处向街坊邻居炫耀，说怀四胞胎很不容易，平均要六万次才会发生一例。李太太很惊异：那你还有空做家务吗？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. 牧师：你们当中有谁正好今天过生日？汤姆欣喜地举手。牧师：很好，礼拜结束后麻烦你把这些蜡烛吹灭。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. 两个美国中年人一瘸一拐地在街头相遇，其中一个很激动：朋友，越南，1969！另一个指着身后：朋友，香蕉皮，20尺！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. 病人对医生说：哎呀！我吃的那些生蚝好象不大对劲！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;那些生蚝新鲜吗？医生一面按病人的腹部一面问：你剥开蚝壳时肉色如何？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;病人：什么！要剥开壳吃吗？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-4147880722841771685?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/4147880722841771685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=4147880722841771685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4147880722841771685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4147880722841771685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/07/jokes-pick-from-internet.html' title='Jokes Pick From Internet'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-4132308489547421934</id><published>2009-06-30T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:38:28.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME</title><content type='html'>Well, Today is my big day, age 45. How many years to go on my earth journey? It is not important actually, as I had felt the fullness of life for the past 10 years. Love from family, friends do make me strong and felt alive each day. Guess it always came down to what you want in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Zhao Xun's blog about life, he wrote down the poem I told him when travel back from Auto City Retaurant Tao (Quiet nice buffet dinner) in the blog. SET IT FREE!!! Wonder he managed to do that? I always believe this, IF YOU LOVE SOMETHING, SET IT FREE. no regret till this moment on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise to receive Kok Ang's call on the greeting. Guess he remember more on Saw Lee than me? Thanks Old Pal, We shall go for beer sometimes, we had lost that feeling many many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE GO ON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-4132308489547421934?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/4132308489547421934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=4132308489547421934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4132308489547421934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4132308489547421934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-3931598522320736862</id><published>2009-06-24T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:44:19.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends of 80's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SkItg0ZDhwI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/4U-PvZBuY8M/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SkItg0ZDhwI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/4U-PvZBuY8M/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350889349112366850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FaceBook had helped me to get back friends of 80's. It kind ot mixed feeling about it. We all were happily grouped together in the 80's, then separated. Some went to US, some Australia, Singapore, mostly KL (UKM,UPM,TAR etc). After graduated, I believed all were struggling to build each's family to the best posibble. Then, here we are, children grown up (At lease mine did), slow down the steps in life, enjoyed every foot Steps we stood, and out of surpise, after joining facebook close a year, my 80's keep on poping out. Guess, in future we could easily called up a get together by using facebook. Just felt nice and comfort when heard news from long gone friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember last month when wake up early morning, received a text message from Mee Leong saying "Having breakfast at Mama Store and the Store is playing song from alleycat, HINGGA AKHIR NANTI, remind me of the good time i spent with you and Kok ang". What a Friend! Very Very touching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-3931598522320736862?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/3931598522320736862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=3931598522320736862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/3931598522320736862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/3931598522320736862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/06/friends-of-80s.html' title='Friends of 80&apos;s'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SkItg0ZDhwI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/4U-PvZBuY8M/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-2744453315920965068</id><published>2009-06-16T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:09:59.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bold Vs Courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Zhao Xun surprise me with the Bold Hair Cut. Look like a monk. But seeing him walked confidently and happily. Well, had to admit he had more courage than me. At his age, we always worried about how friends, teacher, parent, surrounding view us. We always try to behave to their expectation, but deep down inside us, we wanted to do something different. Zhao Xun shown it out, without worried about the comments from us, friends, teachers. If he could stand the pressure at 16, surely he could take up more pressure in future, which is good for him. He really experience life with fullness, without fear and hesitation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought him a Bike, do felt that he appreciated of what I did. Again, I had advancedly done it. Deep inside me, I shouldn't do it as he still techinically disqualify to drive, but when it reflect me to his age, my eagerness to try something new, I decided to teach him openly instead of stopping him. I do not know the consequences which I am going to face by doing this, hopefully it is for the betterness of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is seeing HM to discuss his future. I do hope it will shape him into better perpestive. I only able to encourage him to experience Life, treasure every moments in life, and hope HM able to widen his view on his potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "Thank You" to me when he received the bike last night. Guess, it is a great moment for him. Fully understandable, but please do have extreme caution when on the Road. Had Been teaching him for the past months on road safety, and I can seeing him do agree with me. Hope this help for his driving experience. TAKE CARE, SON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-2744453315920965068?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/2744453315920965068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=2744453315920965068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2744453315920965068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2744453315920965068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/06/bold-vs-courage.html' title='Bold Vs Courage'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-9198904545850132020</id><published>2009-06-11T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:52:08.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Taughts</title><content type='html'>It was a hot and humid since yesterday, and with the power out at night, It really test your patient and mind to be cool. Managed to sleep anyway, but wake up early and here I am, listening to Itsuwa Mayumi and pen down some taughts flying in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish myself to be disposed when earth journey reach the end?? Guess, I surely will like to have my last breath deep down the sea.  Imagine, putting on all your SCUBA GEAR, deep hug your beloved for the very last time, slowly deflate the BC and go down with SCUBA Buddy (My Son, I guess), When reach to a point where I am weightless, Look at the surrounding, stared at Buddy for the last time, show him the sign language,  and then let go the breath apparatus, Mind flying far far away, brain keep play back my entire life and reflect into my eyes, and then My Journey to Earth came to the End. WONDERFUL. But also hurtful to my beloved wife and son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  am I going to do for the next 20 years?? Surely to spend it intensively with my wife. Zhao Xun will grown up and will have his life to experience, struggle, to put up a carrer that he wish for, having a family then I guess, have some childrens and grow them up just like what My wife had done for him. Zhao Xun have all the love in family. Sometimes, me and my wife do wonder if we ever have more children, his life will be different and he will have brothers and sisters to share the growing experiences. Again Life is about choices, No U-turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I Like Zhao Xun to Be in next 20 years?? JUST BE HIMSELF and his entirely life. Do not have to follow my path. Life journey to earth to be just a happenning, at particular time and space, we met to each other and share our thinking together, be together and then seperated physically and our taught and expereience will passed on. Everything in this planet is unik to each other, All the while, I passed the experiences (Just like what my dad did), pain, fun, etc in life to him, encourage him to experience it, developed his own mind set, and guess what, I had created a creature which do not fixed into his surrounding, he will be lonely during schooling but then when he is fighting a battle in future, he surely will appreciated the experience he gained at the younger age.  He had some friends whom can share his thinking, but most of them just normal friends, it kind of hard. Maybe it is the English Vs Chinese Education background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. Just a taught, need to go for morning exercise now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-9198904545850132020?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/9198904545850132020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=9198904545850132020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/9198904545850132020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/9198904545850132020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-some-taughts.html' title='Just Some Taughts'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-446563173594961964</id><published>2009-06-10T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:27:31.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REDANG TRIP</title><content type='html'>Well, It was a enjoyable trip to travel with friends, family and son's friends. I guess having Zhao Xun to try the SCUBA DIVING really brought his taught to another level. Had been telling him about the fun of SCUBA DIVING. I enjoyed the feeling of being yourself underneath. NOBODY border you, NO WEIGHT, MIND IS FLYING FAR FAR AWAY, NO NOISE BUT YOUR OWN HEARTBEAT AND BREATHING BUBBLES. YOUR EYES NOT ONLY LOOKING AT THE BEAUTIFUL SURROUNDING (IMAGINE YOU LOOKED AT FISH INSIDE THE AQUARIUM AND YOU ARE PART OF IT), YOUR EYES ALSO LOOKED BACK TO YOUR HEART. SO REFRESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt SCUBA at age 24, and crazy about it since then. However, when family commitment called, practically put behind the sport for 10 years. Having the refresh courses at Redang, and it is great and guess this time my diving buddy will me my son. Had to admit, he swam faster than me, last longer than me now, when he hold the breath and dived, it posted the image of me 20 years back. It's kind of sad but also proud of him. Hopefully he could learn to be more analytical in risk management. SCUBA is an serious sports, it required firm self control, responsibilities. When you are underneath, Single minor mistake KILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Life, we make choices on what available on hand, Zhao Xun will need to make choices on what I provided him. I am making choice to do that, and he need to choose which suit his heart most, and then MOVE ON, no U-TURN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to deliver my experience to them, they might be able to digest it, maybe not. Hopefully, they can remember it and I am sure they will understand it in due course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-446563173594961964?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/446563173594961964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=446563173594961964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/446563173594961964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/446563173594961964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/06/redang-trip.html' title='REDANG TRIP'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-3256273270645012346</id><published>2009-05-03T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:41:42.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Mayumi Itwasu 五輪真弓</title><content type='html'>The Japanese Singer Which I Missed So Much, finally able to search back through Internet. Today is such a nice weather, Heavy rain last night and very windy this whole morning. Know the Chinese Name of this singer, have been looking for her album for the past 2 years as she really gave me a lot of comfort during my study in Sitiawan. And this morning, I able to get her Japenese Name Mayumi Itwasu, such a nice name and voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her song really touched your heart although You don't have the understanding of the Lyrics. I do remember during the 80's, a lot of Hong Kong singers sang Mayumi's song in Cantenese Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so great to have back these songs/feeling. It really brought me back to the 80's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-3256273270645012346?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/3256273270645012346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=3256273270645012346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/3256273270645012346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/3256273270645012346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/05/mayumi-itwasu.html' title='Mayumi Itwasu 五輪真弓'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-8072007391416179125</id><published>2009-04-22T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:11:55.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Best ! Deeply touch Your Heart</title><content type='html'>1、钱不是问题，问题是没钱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2、钻石恒久远，一颗就破产。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3、水能载舟，亦能煮粥。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4、一山不能容二虎，除非一公和一母。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5、火可以试金，金可以试女人，女人可以试男人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6、烧香的不一定是和尚，还可能是熊猫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7、喝醉了我谁也不服，我就扶墙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8、我就像一只趴在玻璃上的苍蝇，前途光明，没有出路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9、避孕的效果：不成功，便成人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-8072007391416179125?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/8072007391416179125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=8072007391416179125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8072007391416179125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8072007391416179125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-deeply-touch-your-heart.html' title='Best ! Deeply touch Your Heart'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-8884556502998584294</id><published>2009-04-22T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:08:39.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>MONEY CLASSIFICATION</title><content type='html'>劳 动 的 钱 ， 使 你 幸 福 坦 然 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;援 助 的 钱 ， 使 你 感 到 温 暖 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;集 资 的 钱 ， 使 你 力 量 无 限 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奖 励 的 钱 ， 使 你 加 倍 实 干 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;积 蓄 的 钱 ， 使 你 珍 视 勤 俭 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受 贿 的 钱 ， 使 你 贪 得 无 厌 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偷 来 的 钱 ， 使 你 胆 颤 心 寒 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;贺 喜 的 钱 ， 使 你 加 倍 偿 还 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恩 赐 的 钱 ， 使 你 变 成 懒 汉 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;挪 用 的 钱 ， 使 你 有 借 难 还 。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-8884556502998584294?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/8884556502998584294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=8884556502998584294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8884556502998584294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8884556502998584294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/04/money-classification.html' title='MONEY CLASSIFICATION'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-5787168786884399012</id><published>2009-04-22T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:04:47.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>How "Man" Are You???</title><content type='html'>经典笑话：七等男人&lt;p&gt;一等男人，家外有家；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;二等男人，家外有花；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;三等男人，急了乱抓；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;四等男人，下班回家；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;五等男人，下班回家，她不在家；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;六等男人，下班回家，她有个他，她不在家；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;七等男人，下班回家，她的他在家。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-5787168786884399012?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/5787168786884399012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=5787168786884399012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5787168786884399012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5787168786884399012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-man-are-you.html' title='How &quot;Man&quot; Are You???'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-4634985814052769515</id><published>2009-04-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:03:01.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Jokes From WEB</title><content type='html'>一个建筑工因严重便秘去看医生。&lt;p&gt;医生检查之后说：「这很容易，你趴到床上去！」&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;然后医生拿出一支木棒，使尽吃奶力气狠狠对建筑工屁股一棒。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;再抓起建筑工，扔进厕所！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;建筑工哀嚎半天，渐渐声音小了，发出快乐的笑声。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;心满意足的建筑工走出厕所，向医生道谢。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;医生开了处方签，让建筑工去领药。结果，他领了一大包卫生纸。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;女药剂师亲切的告诉他：「医师要我吩咐你，以后上完厕所要用卫生纸擦，别再用水泥袋了欧 ^^~~」&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-4634985814052769515?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/4634985814052769515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=4634985814052769515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4634985814052769515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/4634985814052769515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-jokes-from-web.html' title='Some Jokes From WEB'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-1537629812820241067</id><published>2008-12-16T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:16:15.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Week</title><content type='html'>Never before in my Life felt so lonely, helpless and heartache for the past few days. Well, My wife left me for a vacation to China, My son also left me for a camp. Here I am, alone and wonder what to do, who to talk, what to eat????? HUMAN BEING is very very funny, never ever appreciated what they have on hand, only felt the loses when it is away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was away for works, busy schedule do help me to ignore my love to family, but when I sat at home and not much work to do, can't help but thinking of them and it really really make me felt lousy and lonely. Spark my mind on Paul Anka's song " I don't Like to sleep Alone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiaos is getting tough to handle now. Need to put more pressure on him, he must plan a head and work on it, or it will end up like me when i was at his age, totally ignore myself responsibilities, only care for friends. He must learn to put himself as priority. The attitude toward the responsibilities as young man must be set correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run out of idea to express, hope to get better in next Post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-1537629812820241067?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/1537629812820241067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=1537629812820241067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1537629812820241067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1537629812820241067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/12/lonely-week.html' title='Lonely Week'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-2484747876776375339</id><published>2008-10-22T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T04:41:20.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will Be Back</title><content type='html'>Not a terminator scene but myself returning to work. Felt much much better now. Start getting the mood to eat (That is bad), but when thought of bowel motion at later stage, the burning sensation during the process really really shut down your appetizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-visit of Dr tomorrow, hope everything going fine and I could back to work by then. About 10 days, nothing to do, but do realized on life uncertainly; Body Weight from 108Kg to 104Kg, and if i continue the eating habit which i practice during recovering period for another 2 weeks, and perhaps with some exercise, but able to reduce to below 100Kg. Then My dream of climbing Mount KK seem be more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flood hit Sitiawan Last Night, never before in history. Guess we are seeing ourself by our own eyes on global weather changes, what can we do??? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel the love and care of My Wife during the recovering process. I am not sure if my wife do aware of my blog existence, but just wanted to tell her in the Blog that, I love You and Thanks for the life sharing with me for the past 16 years, and hopefully many many years to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-2484747876776375339?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/2484747876776375339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=2484747876776375339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2484747876776375339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2484747876776375339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-be-back.html' title='I will Be Back'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-5700315979742265776</id><published>2008-10-17T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:35:14.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piles Surgery - Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It only just begining! First effect, I can't urine. Dr said some will have it after &lt;em&gt;Anesthesia. Can't describe but felt like blowing up. No choice, put on the supporting pipe and urine blow like waterfall. However, with the pipe inside your body, and mind of worrying unable to urine after taking out the next day, I had a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Oct morning, after took out the pipe, the challenged began. You need to ensure that the gate that controlling urine do open when need arise. I did it on 1200pm and felt release, even still have pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Oct, discharged from Specialist Centre and back to home sweet home. The rest is recovering period which need time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learnt?? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO LOVE YOUR BODY, AND DON'T LET THE BODY GET DISAPPOINTED ON YOU. TAKE LIFE EASY BUT DEAL WITH PROBLEM SERIOUSLY BEFORE IT GET OUT OF CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What I Lost? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost 3kg for 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What I Gain ? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;An experience in a life time which I do not wish to repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BETTER UNDERSTANDING OF LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-5700315979742265776?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/5700315979742265776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=5700315979742265776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5700315979742265776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5700315979742265776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/10/piles-surgery-aftermath.html' title='Piles Surgery - Aftermath'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-2555087491253258015</id><published>2008-10-16T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:11:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery Of Piles (Haemorrhoidectomy)-Day 2</title><content type='html'>Operation Day. First time ever, hope to be the last as well. Wonder why they name the Opearion Room as OPERATION THEATER. But then after the operation, I guess i realized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was transfer to other bed and directed by nursing staff to the OT. The OT section staff then signing some documents and receiving me as good(audience? You just can't imagine, I was pulled into the waiting room by 0900, and I had to lay down and waited for 2 hours before reaching my turn. On and off, nurses, Dr will came and explain to me and confirm of my signature as to avoid of operate wrong person due to wrong info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I saw Dr Mano reached to me and tell me, 'don't worry, you will be relief after the operation'. I told him, "Finally I had a better understanding when people said it is pain in the ass", Dr laugh at me and walked to rest room awaiting for his turn. Being awake, looking at the patient was sending in for operation and sent out after operation, I told myself I am not alone anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr operated me around 1100am and complete at 1115am. As i was performed under the appropriate anesthesia, unconsciousness at my lower part of the body, I still can talk to Dr Mano during the symphony. and guess what, The Dr was singing the Hindustan which i used to hear from my wife, with some chit chat with me and staffs assisting the orchestra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-2555087491253258015?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/2555087491253258015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=2555087491253258015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2555087491253258015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2555087491253258015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/10/surgery-of-piles-haemorrhoidectomy-day_16.html' title='Surgery Of Piles (Haemorrhoidectomy)-Day 2'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-1303133946224453089</id><published>2008-10-16T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:48:16.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery Of Piles (Haemorrhoidectomy)-Day 1</title><content type='html'>Well, I had a better understanding of the long saying "PAIN IN THE ASS" finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Piles problem quit a long time and not even border to take care of the problem as it cause only few pain when diet is not right. However, last 12th Oct, after went for swimming with Kiaos in Lumut Yacht Club, I had the worst night ever when the Piles prolapsed. I can't sleep, sit, squad, almost every position I try, the PAIN which send to my brain was sharp till I even had muscle cramp. I took the Ais apply to it, not helping; Took Panadol, Same PAIN; And then the word PAIN IN THE ASS across my mind, and I can assure you I will remember this forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, went to visit Dr. Kana and under his advise, drove to Ipoh Specialist and visited Dr Mano as recommended. However, the operation thearter was fully booked and I need to stay back and ready for Piles Surgery the next day. Well, under the supervision of the nurses help of medication, the Pain on Monday Night was acceptable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-1303133946224453089?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/1303133946224453089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=1303133946224453089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1303133946224453089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1303133946224453089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/10/surgery-of-piles-haemorrhoidectomy-day.html' title='Surgery Of Piles (Haemorrhoidectomy)-Day 1'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-5158962594543685545</id><published>2008-08-20T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:13:42.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Move On</title><content type='html'>Out of sudden thinking of conquer Mount Kinabalu Again. Went for Ungku Busu Hike and find myself only able to last until the rock. What a shame. Really need to bring back my stamina, and hoping by next year able to have last change to conquer Mount KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Sawarak again. Hope could finish it early, wonder why each time when away from home, really missed my wife. But when we are together, nothing much to talk about. WELL, This is what we CALLED LOVE, ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-5158962594543685545?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/5158962594543685545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=5158962594543685545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5158962594543685545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5158962594543685545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time To Move On'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-5695718975590139675</id><published>2008-07-27T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:42:22.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERSONALITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Always remember, whatsoever I say to you, you can take it in two ways. You can simply take it on my authority, 'Because I say so, it must be true' -- then you will suffer, then you will not grow. Whatsoever I say, listen to it, try to understand it, implement it in your life, see how it works, and then come to your own conclusions. They may be the same, they may not be. They can never be exactly the same because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;you have a different personality, a unique being. &lt;/span&gt;Whatsoever I am saying is my own. It is bound to be in deep ways rooted in me. You may come to similar conclusions, but they cannot be exactly the same. So my conclusions should not be made your conclusions. You should try to understand me, you should try to learn, but you should not collect knowledge from me, you should not collect conclusions from me. Then your mind-body will grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;My message is not a doctrine, not a philosophy. My message is a certain alchemy, a science of transformation." &lt;/i&gt;             &lt;hr size="1" noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pick From Osho Master, Very Very true and sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-5695718975590139675?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/5695718975590139675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=5695718975590139675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5695718975590139675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5695718975590139675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/07/always-remember-whatsoever-i-say-to-you.html' title='PERSONALITY'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-1434214421743025820</id><published>2008-07-24T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:07:28.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blog</title><content type='html'>After 8 months since last blog, back here again to write down some thoughts. After went back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mertajam&lt;/span&gt; yesterday, everything seems wrong to me. Not happy for myself, my wife, my son and everybody. It had been long time I don't have such feeling, been training myself to be positive on whatever circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading some books of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Osho&lt;/span&gt;, very interesting personality. Some how, I felt that my life in the past had been wasted as i lived for others by wearing the mask when communicate with peoples. I never live for myself, even ONE TIME. Need to re engineering my mind and start to ask myself what do I want in MY LIFE???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zhao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Xun&lt;/span&gt; is becoming hard to manage now. Started to follow what friends wanted  to do, try to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;recognized&lt;/span&gt; by friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Alway&lt;/span&gt;s tell him my duty is not to tell him what to do, but rather help him to find out what he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to do, but I guess he become more confuse as he still don't know what he wanted to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-1434214421743025820?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/1434214421743025820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=1434214421743025820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1434214421743025820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/1434214421743025820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-blog.html' title='Back to Blog'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-411766269925727195</id><published>2007-11-10T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T05:02:41.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhao Xun's Basketball Competition</title><content type='html'>Went to watch son's basketball competition this morning. Watch him play 2 games, and the frustration he had after the games Vs the confident he had before the games. Had to admit, he still young and need to learn more. No doubt, he is better compare to last time he played. This time, he shown the confident, but the skill is out. He wanted to do something on it, but his body restrict him from doing it, he had no stamina for the games, can't event last 5 minutes. He can't control the ball well, and this really really frustrate him. Who to Blame?? Himself. When you want to do smart in academic, first he must be well prepare and concentrate, similarly if you want to be a sportman, you must also have passion and learn the skill of the games, and not thiking of because of I had the potential, I should be good, and it came naturally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-411766269925727195?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/411766269925727195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=411766269925727195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/411766269925727195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/411766269925727195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/11/zhao-xuns-basketball-competition.html' title='Zhao Xun&apos;s Basketball Competition'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-6990907896161973586</id><published>2007-09-28T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:23:23.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>值得珍惜的话</title><content type='html'>1. 每天告诉自己一次，『我真的很不错』&lt;p&gt;2. 生气是拿别人做错的事来惩罚自己&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. 生活中若没有朋友，就像生活中没有阳光一样&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. 明天的希望，让我们忘了今天的痛苦&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. 生活若剥去了理想、梦想、幻想，那生命便只是一堆空架子&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. 愚者用肉体监视心灵，智者用心灵监视肉体&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. 获致幸福的不二法门是珍视你所拥有的、遗忘你所没有的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. 贪婪是最真实的贫穷，满足是最真实的财富&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. 你可以用爱得到全世界，你也可以用恨失去全世界&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. 人的价值，在遭受诱惑的一瞬间被决定&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. 没有了爱的语言，所有的文字都是乏味的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. 真正的爱，应该超越生命的长度、心灵的宽度、灵魂的深度&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. 爱的力量大到可以使人忘记一切，却又小到连一粒嫉妒的沙石也不能容纳&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. 一个人真正觉悟的一刻，他放弃追寻外在世界的财富，而开始追寻他内心世界的真正财富&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. 不论你在什么时候开始，重要的是开始之后就不要停止&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. 不论你在什么时候结束，重要的是结束之后就不要悔恨&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. 抱最大的希望，为最大的努力，做最坏的打算&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. 家!甜蜜的家!天下最美好的莫过于家&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. 每一件事都要用多方面的角度来看它&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. 所有的胜利，与征服自己的胜利比起来，都是微不足道&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. 所有的失败，与失去自己的失败比起来，更是微不足道&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. 美好的生命应该充满期待、惊喜和感激&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. 少一点预设的期待，那份对人的关怀会更自在&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. 思想如钻子，必须集中在一点钻下去才有力量&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. 人只要不失去方向，就不会失去自己&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. 当你能飞的时候就不要放弃飞&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. 当你能梦的时候就不要放弃梦&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. 当你能爱的时候就不要放弃爱&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. 生命太过短暂，今天放弃了明天不一定能得到&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. 人总是珍惜未得到的，而遗忘了所拥有的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. 快乐要懂得分享，才能加倍的快乐&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. 自己要先看得起自己，别人才会看得起你&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. 要铭记在心；每天都是一年中最美好的日子&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. 乐观者在灾祸中看到机会；悲观者在机会中看到灾祸&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. 有勇气并不表示恐惧不存在，而是敢面对恐惧、克服恐惧&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. 肯承认错误则错已改了一半&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. 明天是世上增值最快的一块土地，因它充满了希望&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. 理想的路总是为有信心的人预备着&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. 所有欺骗中，自欺是最为严重的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. 经验是由痛苦中粹取出来的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. 用最少的悔恨面对过去&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. 用最少的浪费面对现在&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. 用最多的梦面对未来&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. 如你想要拥有完美无暇的友谊，可能一辈子找不到朋友&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. 不如意的时候不要尽往悲伤里钻，想想有笑声的日子吧&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. 把自己当傻瓜，不懂就问，你会学的更多&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. 要纠正别人之前，先反省自己有没有犯错&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. 要克服生活的焦虑和沮丧，得先学会做自己的主人&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. 你不能左右天气，但你能转变你的心情&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. 孤单寂寞与被遗弃感是最可怕的贫穷&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;51. 好好扮演自己的角色，做自己该做的事&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;52. 一切伟大的行动和思想，都有一个微不足道的开始&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;53. 人生重要的不是所站的位置，而是所朝的方向&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-6990907896161973586?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/6990907896161973586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=6990907896161973586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/6990907896161973586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/6990907896161973586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_28.html' title='值得珍惜的话'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-5212476608668260681</id><published>2007-09-25T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:12:06.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>中秋的思念</title><content type='html'>Today is Moon Cake Festival.&lt;br /&gt;What could I remember for the past 40 years of Moon Cake Festival??&lt;br /&gt;Remember it is time to have moon cake.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time where eldest sister's home made moon cake which unable to fulfill the order every year&lt;br /&gt;Remember sharing moments with friends, especially when we are feeling very very down; Remember Pesta Tanglung In UKM, where I did my guitar performance in stage;&lt;br /&gt;Remember sharing life with Huey Ling &amp;amp; Irene at final year;&lt;br /&gt;Remember brought Kioas and Wife at Lumut For Festival Parade;&lt;br /&gt;Remember  the taught and life sharing of father before he died;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the love of mother when in UKM Campus for 4 years;&lt;br /&gt;Remember counting stars with wife;&lt;br /&gt;Remember ........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember so many and missed most were the life I had past, I only able to store as memories, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Missed my life with friends, Kok Ang, Mejar EK, ML Ong, Tee Fong, Lian See, and many many more. Just don't understand, most of the festival = Moody, sign of getting old?? Start to appreciated life?? Maybe I had put to much of myself for them, similarly for them, just can't get away from it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-5212476608668260681?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/5212476608668260681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=5212476608668260681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5212476608668260681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/5212476608668260681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_25.html' title='中秋的思念'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-8369585908831090815</id><published>2007-09-22T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T07:39:04.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>宽容与信任</title><content type='html'>人必须学会宽容与信任. That is what I am learning and trying now. Try to forgive and trust my family, my friends, my clients, all human being, no matter what they have done to me. Always believe things happen for a reason, always having positive attitude toward life. Read an article from Osho, saying that human being must be selfish. Bu being selfish, you will make thing to happen to your liking. Thus, If you love your wife, and by loving her make you happy, then you must do it. Because of your selfishness, you will always try to make her happy as you love yourself more than anyone else, and since you like her to be happy, then you will always to make events happen so that she became happy. Make sense isn't it???? Be Selfish, Love your self, Then You Will love other more As You Like To See It From The Selfishness Point Of You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-8369585908831090815?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/8369585908831090815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=8369585908831090815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8369585908831090815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8369585908831090815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='宽容与信任'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-9034777948059384777</id><published>2007-09-21T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:10:10.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage MileStone - 15 Years</title><content type='html'>Mark 15 years of marriage life on 20/09/2007. Such a long time and yet gone so fast. Tell Wife that one important I learn for the marriage is to respect each other, no matter what issue arises. Treat with respect and trust will definitely prolong the marriage life. We may have argument, disagreement (Wife mind is simple, mines is complex), but that is we were created/borne with, and we have to live to it, accept the differences. We do not have to agree to each other, but we need to speak out our disagreement. Anyway, very happy to have such lovely but yet stubborn wife. Hope to mark another 15 years, and I shall not regret in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting a topic in UBS Seminar at Crystal Hotel, Sitiawan. Had Been out of public speaking for more than 8 years, but found that I still able to performance well. Not to praise myself, but I really do have skill when presenting. Especially when I talked, ideas and points keep on pop up from my mind, it could be a problem, as I could out of the topic if I didn't stop. Mark a good sales as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-9034777948059384777?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/9034777948059384777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=9034777948059384777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/9034777948059384777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/9034777948059384777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/marriage-milestone-15-years.html' title='Marriage MileStone - 15 Years'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-2841873580765596808</id><published>2007-09-18T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:21:16.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man &amp; Woman's Friend</title><content type='html'>一个女人有一晚上没回家，&lt;p&gt;隔天她跟老公说她睡在一个女性朋友那边，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;她老公打电话给她最好的10个朋友，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;没有一个知道这件事！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一个男人有一晚没回家睡，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;隔天他跟老婆说他睡在一个兄弟那边，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;她老婆打电话给他最好的10个朋友，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;有八个好兄弟确定他老公睡在他们家.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还有2个说"他老公还在他那儿！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;某网友的回帖：&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;昨完把此帖给我老婆看，没想到她兴致大发；&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;立刻打电话给我朋友问我是否在他们那里．&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;结果可想而知，再次论证了上诉观点！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;更离谱的是有一哥们竟然说我在他家喝醉了，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;正睡着呢，还问我老婆要不要喊我起来接电话？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;在挂了电话后，那哥们的电话马上打到我手机上，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一接通没等我说话就大喊：在哪呢，快回家吧，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你老婆找你呢，我说你在我家喝醉了！回去前别忘了先喝酒！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;通完话，我看着老婆默默无语……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the different within Man's Friend &amp;amp; Woman's Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-2841873580765596808?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/2841873580765596808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=2841873580765596808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2841873580765596808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2841873580765596808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/man-womans-friend.html' title='Man &amp; Woman&apos;s Friend'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-2680437548847072370</id><published>2007-09-18T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:50:02.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner With Ms Chin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ms Chin invited me for dinner many many times as I help her to get the accounting works with Teluk Batik Resorts. For me, it just an act of random kindness, One parties needed the help of accounting, other need the job to aid some financial, thus I marry them both. But For Ms Chin, I am helping her a lot as she really need the work, and repeatably call me  and  wanted to said thank to me by having lunch/Dinner with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, she got married and divorced, have a daughter age 5 years. Typical social related problem. Hope that she could overcome and financially independent in near future. Try to share my experience with her, guide her for the life she is going through. Things happen, nothing we could do about it, but we could learn from the past, and plan for the future, avoid the same mistake happen again either by ourself or other peoples. I think that's how human being developed to what they are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Missing my wife, wonder what she is doing right now?? Must be missing me as well. Sometimes, it is kind of funny, when your loved one by your side, you never appreciated his/her present. Only when he/she is not around you, you started to think about her, wonder about her, and wish that she could appear in front of you immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-2680437548847072370?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/2680437548847072370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=2680437548847072370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2680437548847072370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2680437548847072370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/dinner-with-ms-chin.html' title='Dinner With Ms Chin'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-2858833578222244466</id><published>2007-09-17T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:50:21.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As A Bachelor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wife went for short trip to Bangkok. Me alone try to handle work, family etc. Felt very very down and wish to kill myself. For the past few months, had been hardly convince myself that Life Go On, With Or Without You, thus take life slowly and easily. Somehow, still hard to adjust to it. Wife thinking is more simple, just live to it. Me, being married for 15 years, work hard for the family, I had tried my best and still trying to be better, just can't understand why my wife still don't think I am trying my best, still felt we are not rich enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just hope If I could turn back the time and live as a Bachelor, not so much burden, live myself to the fullest, no string attach, no commitment etc. Suddenly remember a poem from Yoon during my study at UKM. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU LOVE SOMETHING, SET IT FREE; IF IT CAME BACK TO YOU, IT IS YOURS; IF IT NEVER, IT NEVER MEANT TO BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST GETTING CONFUSE OVER MY MIND, HOPE TO THROUGH SOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-2858833578222244466?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/2858833578222244466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=2858833578222244466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2858833578222244466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/2858833578222244466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-as-bachelor.html' title='Life As A Bachelor'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710569411621118383.post-8278417397930461128</id><published>2007-09-09T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:50:34.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read the blog from sons. He is getting mature now. He is going to loose his childhood and enter to the new era. He can take is well, but just hope that he won't go too far and too fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710569411621118383-8278417397930461128?l=kgtewpcc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/feeds/8278417397930461128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710569411621118383&amp;postID=8278417397930461128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8278417397930461128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710569411621118383/posts/default/8278417397930461128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kgtewpcc.blogspot.com/2007/09/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>kgtewpcc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17060241081317689872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAcCsXaSSHI/SfCL9bFZoqI/AAAAAAAAB3k/s2VQGQBBNas/S220/Picture+551.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
