sun or moon?

I snapped this pic at UPM. Now, question #1: Is tat a sun or a moon?

Q # 2: Which part of UPM is this??

Hehe... those UPMians, u better try this out! ;)

anyone knows how?

I've got *.mov files, which i want to cut and then combine into one movie. In a word, i want to edit it. But to do this i'll need quicktime pro, which i dun have.

anyone knows how i can work this out? pls help!

Fixed # 6

oh wow! it's been > 3months since i last update my "Fixed" episodes. poor Tassy.. ok.. so here goes the 6th episode. Do refresh ur mind with the previous episode, Fixed #5, in my Sept archive. hehe.. ;)

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KL, 26 December 2002

Tassy looked at the patient card. Patient, Tooty. She smiled. Owner, Jack. She held the card nearer. Jack Chou. Immediately flashes of scenes came back into her mind. The way he held her hand gently yet firmly away from the mischieves.. scenes of him whispering softly to her ears..

"Tooty, WAIT!"

A white, approx 5 kg peke was running into the consultation room, towards her, happily wagging its tail, sweeping the floor with her long coat, breathing out snores. Tassy lifted her up to the consultation table.

"Tooty, tooty! Why would anyone name you tooty? u poor fellow.. come, show me ur toothy! Grr.." Tassy playfully pulled open Tooty's jaws. "Hmm.. you've got a...."

"Dr. Pang." It was a deep, sexy male voice with a solemn tone. A voice so familiar which Tassy's subconscious never ceased hearing. She looked up at Tooty's owner, who was already standing right opposite the consultation table.

Eyes met eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. Two beats. Tachycardia! Apnea! Standing right across her was her first love, and she had prayed for him to be her last. Someone whom had visited her in her nightly dreams... someone whom she had longed for his touch...

"Tassy. I never thought that it's you." Jack continued.
"So... you're for real? Jack? Is it really you?" Tassy's eyes widened.

He nodded, slowly, eyes gleamed with tears. Tassy quickly placed Tooty back on the floor, and rushed into Jack's already wide-opened arms.

"I'm sorry I stopped calling... I.."
"Hush.. just hush.. you called everynight, didn't you know that?"

How did Christmas start? .

Since about 400 AD, Christians have celebrated the birth of Jesus. 'Christ' means 'Messiah' or 'Anointed One' - the title given to Jesus - and 'Mass' was a religious festival. This is why Christmas is called the incarnation, a word which means “in the flesh.” In the birth of Jesus, the eternal, all-powerful and all-knowing Creator came to earth in the flesh.

Why would God do such a thing? Why would he come as a baby, instead of appearing in power and majesty? Why make himself a true man and live among us, when he knew full well how terribly he would be treated? (visit http://www.christiananswers.net/christmas/home.html for the answers)

2000 years ago, there was no room at the inn of Bethlehem for Mary and Joseph and the soon-to-be-born baby Jesus... Today, there is no room for the traditional Christ of Christmas in the holiday advertising campaigns of many retailers.

In the West today, the real meaning of Christmas is often forgotten. It has become a non-religious holiday. More children believe in Father Christmas (Santa Claus) than in Jesus. Christmas Day is a time for eating and drinking too much and watching television. Christmas carols have been bypassed in favor of generic holiday songs about Santa. No longer do hearty shouts of “Merry Christmas” fill the air; the popular slogan of the day is “Happy Holidays.”

But the real Christmas story is found in the Christian Bible. It is told in two different books: Matthew and Luke chapters 1 and 2. If you have no Bible, you can read these chapters online. You may think that the story of the birth of Jesus, and the way that the West celebrates Christmas today, do not seem to have many connections..” '

(adopted from cadillac news & www.soon.org.uk)

It's difficult

The four week-holiday is finally over. In another word, the four-week period for us final year vet students to finish our projects is finally over.

Glory and praise to the Lord, for I was able to finish my project on time, despite the many stumbling blocks at the beginning. So I spent this final week preparing my thesis while walking, chatting around the faculty, and I eventually found that many of my coursemates haven't finish their projects.

When they found that I've finished mine, most came with the same remark, "Wow, your project is so simple!" They didn't realize that I started mine 2 weeks before the official date, when everyone else was bz studying for their finalz, and there I was, cracking my brain abt my project. Some even said tat they couldn't believe I took up such a simple experiment as a project. Well, the fact is they didn't realize that I repeated my experiments and readjusted everything thrice. The fact that I stayed back in the lab alone until late at night almost everyday.. lookin into the microscopes 13h x 6days x 5weeks...

Anyway the nightmare is now over. And I'm grateful to God for that.

What most people see is how difficult/important their very own projects are. Of course, each of us does this project for maybe just once in a lifetime, if it's not meaningful to us, we wouldn't even embark on it rite? I don't blame anyone for stating that my project was indeed a simple one. In fact, the thought of "simple" gives me a sense of relief.. consoling my terrified soul, tat what I went thru durin the last 5 weeks ain't so bad after all. ;) Looking back now, I do agree with them.. it's simple. ;) (but hard). hehe.. watever..

I don't deny that there are a few projects which I could never dare imagine of.. like withdrawing blood from a live, ferocious croc.. or ultrasound carcasses.. or doing postmortem everyday.. or restraining wild stalks (yeee...) .. running horses under the sun (ouch, my skin!).. whew.. and I don't want to imagine myself doing that. I'm just not tough enough.

To all my vet coursemates, all the very best to you. For those that haven't finish ur project, "Giddy up!" Say a little prayer for urself, it doesn't hurt. =) For those are already working on thesis, "Giddy up!" It's never too early to finish a thesis.

oh yah.. comprehensive is nearing.. ;) hehehe..

war against mosquitoes

yesternite i spent at bkt expo, for horse (MERS) endurance race, where i had to sit in the middle of the golf field from 10pm to 10am the next day! wow.. the adventure was horrendous.. zaidi and I were viciously attacked, mercilessly, infinitely by all mosquitoes of the world!! (i dun mind exaggerating here, coz i'm reali in pain!!) They bit through my jeans! ouch!

Goodness! We couldn't even sleep well, every few minutes I heard them buzzing around my ears, then my hand and legs were stingingly painful.. then my lips and face were slightly swollen - all due to mosquito bite! ouch!

Thank God the experience is over. Now as I'm typing this, there are at least eight 2-4cm diameter swellings on my right leg, at least four on my left, at least 6 on both my hands! they're really very temptingly itchy!!

So now.. my friends.. please do something for me.. KILL MOSQUITOES!
"kap sat man lun" (kill without questioning!)

aaaaaa... very itchy.. grr..

*scratch scratch*

fascinating

sometimes my frens ask me, "What kind of guy do you like?" or "What attracts you?" or a general one, "What kind of guys do gals like?" Well, they asked the right person, coz you know, a pro is talking here. *wink

enough of self-proclaiming. hehe..

the answer is of course, "beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder". Different gal likes different guy. But there is one thing in common..

wat do you think?

nope.. not for good-lookin..
nope.. not for wealth..

but one thing that never fails to fascinate gals - confident yet humble and sincere guy.

(I'm saying fascinated, not necessarily mean the gal will fall in lov or etc.. u know. *wink )

kitties for adoption

kitties for adoption! theyre now 7weeks old.. cute n lively, naughty n jumpy.. climbing n ezyly bewitched..

desperately need sumone to love and take care of them.

anyone out thr kind enuf for this?

pls spread the words around.. ;)

beautiful

Rainbow after the suns and rains..

promising somthin beautiful tat follows the rubbles..

Isn't God just good?

=)

basic public transport manners

Life travelling on public transport is sometimes delightful, provided it's not crowded. However, if it had to be crowded, i'm still ok with it, just as long as the people on board respect one another by practising the basic public transport manners, such as dun talk out loud over the cell phone, no shouting, no jumping about, and most importantly, allow the commuters to first disembark, before hopping into the vehicle themselves.

I was on my way to KLCC today, travelling by KTM komuter and Putra LRT. The crowd was scary, both at kepong station, KL sentral and KLCC stops. The scariest part was entering and exiting the train. The moment the doors of the trains opened, mobs of people immediately pushed and squirmed into the trains amidst the disembarking people. I saw excited and smiling people squeezing their body into the train, while grumpy and frustrated people squeezing themselves out of the unnecessarily-choked doors. The remaining commuters on board were squeezing themselves together, congestion. The same episode repeated itself at every station that the trains stopped, right from kepong to KLCC (10 stations i think).

I wonder do Malaysian parents and teachers teach their children public transport manners? Respecting other commuters. What an important subject. It was downright irritating to the people trying to get out of the trains, fearing the doors will close shall they fail to make their way out on time.

Don't ppl realize that the traffic could be much smoother should they allow ppl to disembark first?

Or perhaps they love the squirming and squeezing experiences? Not me.