<?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-1561242343305116832</id><updated>2011-12-02T16:59:16.554+08:00</updated><category term=':: work ::'/><category term=':: life ::'/><category term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>Through my lens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5247722945045627374</id><published>2011-02-27T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:26:17.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-5247722945045627374?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5247722945045627374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5247722945045627374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5247722945045627374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5247722945045627374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2011/02/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2661706449568782763</id><published>2010-11-21T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:13:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching for the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TOfzPOUtb7I/AAAAAAAAApc/mfpLnvJIOrw/s1600/_DSC2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TOfzPOUtb7I/AAAAAAAAApc/mfpLnvJIOrw/s400/_DSC2570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541665309371232178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...the sky is the limit...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How often do we look up and just enjoy the sight? I plan to do just that, to randomly look up, and take whatever that comes to my eye...err...lens. I shall start it soon, and hope the pictures can actually mean something. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-2661706449568782763?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2661706449568782763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2661706449568782763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2661706449568782763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2661706449568782763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/11/reaching-for-sky.html' title='Reaching for the sky'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TOfzPOUtb7I/AAAAAAAAApc/mfpLnvJIOrw/s72-c/_DSC2570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6033505024401421293</id><published>2010-11-12T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T00:42:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNwczh8mQkI/AAAAAAAAApM/mlMIaDKXe7s/s1600/_DSC2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNwczh8mQkI/AAAAAAAAApM/mlMIaDKXe7s/s400/_DSC2093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538333313370309186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The newspaper...I only read the following sections. Comics, Sports, and mainly Star Two. Yes, I read The Star everyday, and while I love reading the newspaper, I dislike how the news are shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm talking about politics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why is it that every single problem of a party is always highlighted, while the other party doesn't seem to have any problems. Internally and externally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why is it that every good thing a party does, gets reported...but only the "negative" things that the other party gets reported, even if what it did was good initially, but almost always twisted by none other than the local newspaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It doesn't take rocket science to discover that it's always one-sided, favoring one party, by drawing up negative perceptions of the other party. Personally, I don't find that professional, and sometimes, quite amusing not because of the content, but the ideology that readers are stupid to actually believe all that is reported. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plus, political-party-owned-newspaper is probably one of the stupidest move in the publishing industry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-6033505024401421293?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6033505024401421293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6033505024401421293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6033505024401421293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6033505024401421293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/11/divide.html' title='The Divide'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNwczh8mQkI/AAAAAAAAApM/mlMIaDKXe7s/s72-c/_DSC2093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-122275899805458332</id><published>2010-11-09T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:35:50.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We just don't sit here anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNl4URDa7vI/AAAAAAAAApE/yXrjL-AeAB4/s1600/_DSC1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNl4URDa7vI/AAAAAAAAApE/yXrjL-AeAB4/s400/_DSC1820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537589506399203058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNkYaRCRZdI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Ppd-lHiBG6M/s1600/_DSC1457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNkYaRCRZdI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Ppd-lHiBG6M/s400/_DSC1457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537484056357332434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How often do we actually visit a park, have a sit on the wooden bench, and read a book? I personally do not think it's a good idea. If the weather doesn't kill you, the mosquitoes will. If they both don't kill you, then the dangerous people will. We are just not accustomed to spending time in the parks, and therefore...they are left in a sorry state of neglect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was having my 2 days off, and drove down to Putrajaya to see its parks. While it was nice in a whole, there is nothing specific to be proud of. Yes, there are greens, yes there are sounds of birds and bees, yes there are flowers...but something doesn't seem right. People. You can hardly find anyone walking the parks and that is very dangerous. Oh...yes, there are mosquitoes as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-122275899805458332?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/122275899805458332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=122275899805458332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/122275899805458332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/122275899805458332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-just-dont-sit-here-anymore.html' title='We just don&apos;t sit here anymore'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TNl4URDa7vI/AAAAAAAAApE/yXrjL-AeAB4/s72-c/_DSC1820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4617489987102351952</id><published>2010-11-02T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:36:13.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TM76Wcw18-I/AAAAAAAAAos/w9nx_vL3WtQ/s1600/_DSC0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TM76Wcw18-I/AAAAAAAAAos/w9nx_vL3WtQ/s400/_DSC0704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534636255670039522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I must complain, because I don't have quality time to spend with my camera. I want to go snap some close up shots at One Utama's Secret Garden, but I have not find time for it yet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just got a new 55-300mm lens, and have not put it to good use. I'm also waiting for my Neutral Density 8 filter to arrive, along with experimental Macro filters to arrive. With that, I hope that I can take real good close up shots, or macro even with my kit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't have enough time to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-4617489987102351952?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4617489987102351952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4617489987102351952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4617489987102351952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4617489987102351952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TM76Wcw18-I/AAAAAAAAAos/w9nx_vL3WtQ/s72-c/_DSC0704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8552423778557799333</id><published>2010-10-26T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T01:17:02.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tower?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMW7VygDuxI/AAAAAAAAAok/92JLyYVNSYA/s1600/_DSC0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMW7VygDuxI/AAAAAAAAAok/92JLyYVNSYA/s400/_DSC0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532033700302404370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do we really need a tower? Why must we always try to outdo other nations, but ignoring the common folks that tries to make ends meet? It will be just another tower. I certainly do not think that it is necessary to build towers after towers to prove to other nations, and to prove to the local people that we are heading somewhere. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not care if it's being built by the Government or the Opposition, because that doesn't make any difference. If building towers to symbolize a developed nation, I think we are heading there the wrong way. The project is estimated to cost how much, 5 billion? We can't even get the Port Klang Free Trade Zone to function effectively, after wasting so much money on mega-projects, now another tower is being built. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RM5 billion is a lot of money. RM5 billion can create a lot of opportunities. It is said that money can't buy happiness, but I am sure the person that said it did not have RM5 billion to make the common folk happy, by improving the current conditions that we, the common people are faced with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you not see the frustration of the common people? Just do the right thing. Just do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-8552423778557799333?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8552423778557799333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8552423778557799333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8552423778557799333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8552423778557799333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/10/tower.html' title='Tower?!'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMW7VygDuxI/AAAAAAAAAok/92JLyYVNSYA/s72-c/_DSC0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-163718187212426930</id><published>2010-10-23T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T17:49:31.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn and relearn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMKvIP6im2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/QXYewn0eW34/s1600/_DSC0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMKvIP6im2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/QXYewn0eW34/s400/_DSC0446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531175848610274146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was about to have a meal at Old-Town, but noticed this and decided to take many...many photos of it. The lens I am using does not have auto focus...so it's difficult to get a crisp photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-163718187212426930?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/163718187212426930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=163718187212426930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/163718187212426930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/163718187212426930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/10/learn-and-relearn.html' title='Learn and relearn'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMKvIP6im2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/QXYewn0eW34/s72-c/_DSC0446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7750003952603232080</id><published>2010-10-23T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T17:33:53.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things we always overlook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMKrajZPe4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/NzwjfJOeH30/s1600/_DSC0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMKrajZPe4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/NzwjfJOeH30/s400/_DSC0477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531171765030452098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How often do we look down on this tiny little flower which is so very common?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7750003952603232080?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7750003952603232080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7750003952603232080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7750003952603232080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7750003952603232080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-we-always-overlook.html' title='The things we always overlook'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TMKrajZPe4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/NzwjfJOeH30/s72-c/_DSC0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7652862491867675682</id><published>2010-08-06T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:56:15.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through my lens</title><content type='html'>Since I have a blog already set up and stuff, I decided to now use it for my hobby...capturing moments. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog, I will update with pictures that I have snapped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, just a brief info on my kit. I'm using a Nikon D5000, with 18-55mm lens and also 70-300mm lens for normal telephoto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go ahead and take a look at the photos and hope it's nice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7652862491867675682?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7652862491867675682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7652862491867675682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7652862491867675682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7652862491867675682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2010/08/through-my-lens.html' title='Through my lens'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1856787552141282038</id><published>2009-08-23T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:12:25.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>Bazaar Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a while, since I updated this dusty blog of mine, but I guess I'm going to start back again. Twitter and this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bazaar Ramadhan, I would actually pay a visit to this particular bazaar in USJ 4 because it's walking distance, but such a lazy person I am, I drive there. If someone wants to talk about having a culture melting pot, my take is this particular place, which happens once a year and people from all walks of life squeeze in such a narrow lane, just to get what they can get elsewhere, for much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I spent 20 minutes to buy myself my personal favorite, the beef murtabak. Had the nearby mamak use up 20 minutes of life waiting for a murtabak, I would have made a scene. I question myself sometimes, why I would actually wait for it in the bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PM, Mr.Najib always stress about One Malaysia and yes, although I do hope that it will one day come true, it's nonetheless harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local TV fail miserably at delivering One Malaysia through their myriad of advertisements that feature a Malay, Chinese and Indian. I personally call them MIC advertisements (no offense to the MIC political party). I shall not go into detail on the ads, but I think if you read this, you will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open houses, I believe is also not effective enough. We Malaysians have grown up to be very skeptical. Given that anything "free" is something related to politics, or so I come to believe and acknowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why in my tweet, I wrote about One Malaysia taking place in a bazaar ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, nothing is free there. It's not politically motivated, because people go to a bazaar to get a meal, and get it cheaply. I have to admit, about 90% of the stalls are run my Malays and I have nothing against that, I am Chinese, and proud to be one. It's in the bazaar that racism is suddenly put aside, and the most basic of transactions take place, with no strings attached. Malays, Chinese and Indians (dan lain-lain) make their way to the stalls, and while queuing up for their turn to pay, a host of them started talking to each other, about what? I joined in...and realized that I get a tip on which stalls to visit, and where they all live and how they came to the bazaar. Trivial, but effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't see the point in the government (sorry) wasting thousands maybe millions on campaigns and advertorials trying to promote something they want us to believe in, but as a matter of fact, it's already happening where they can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Malaysia, if it starts now, I won't be able to enjoy the fruit of it.&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/1561242343305116832-1856787552141282038?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1856787552141282038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1856787552141282038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1856787552141282038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1856787552141282038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/08/bazaar-ramadhan.html' title='Bazaar Ramadhan'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8833854033806921783</id><published>2009-05-04T12:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:41:55.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: moving on ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's been a while since I last updated this page, a little dusty I have to say. I'm sorry folks, my company doesn't allow me to snap pictures in the store, so I'm gonna try to get some pics of my workplace when I have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a tiny update on my otherwise boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying myself at work, it's been close to 3 weeks already. There's still much for me to learn and things are done very very differently from Starbucks and I have to admit, it's much easier than Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry about expiry dates, and the dreadful month end inventory count. All of which are taken care of by my promoters in their respective brands, which have their own person in charge. All I have to do is check to see if their scanned items vs hand-count is accurately taken. Else, they have to recount it by hand. I just have to...well, you guessed it, look. I rather put it at "monitoring" them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working hours are no loner wee hours in the morning, and late hours in the night, I get to eat meals at fixed time, sleep early, wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however realized my social life kinda dwindled because the people in Starbucks and people in retail industry are quite completely different. I think I just need some time adapting, or making them adapt to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still single, so I'm always bored after work. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Starbucks for their partners, and of course, the employee beverages. Other than that, It's a great relieve that I have ventured out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in Starbucks is quite comfortable, but that was when it lasted. I've been going through much torment in my workplace, not physically, but mentally, and my sense of security within the company is no longer present. That was why I looked elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm going to stop now, and update some more with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, please do do do drop by my new store. Thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before you close this page, enjoy the latest Transformers Trailers if you haven't. Make sure you use the Fullscreen option. Much more glorious. Megan Fox...why didn't the Autobots choose me instead. Thing's from outer space, just don't land in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.movie-list.com/flvplayer.swf?file=http://videos.movie-list.com/flvideo/611.flv" loop="false" width="480" height="300" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="config=http://videos.movie-list.com/embed.xml&amp;width=480&amp;height=300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-8833854033806921783?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8833854033806921783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8833854033806921783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8833854033806921783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8833854033806921783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving-on.html' title=':: moving on ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5941726527348493401</id><published>2009-04-08T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:32:00.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: transitioning ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who would have thought, that I would resign from the job I normally praise about, Starbucks. Well, to be honest with you, it was fun until it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now currently in a transitioning phase in my career life. I've been hired for the job as an Assistant Branch Manager for a Padini Concept Store in IOI Mall, Puchong. My responsibilities is well, the whole concept store. You see, herein lies the problem. I have no experience in the fashion retail industry and I'm given this position. If I say I'm not excited and stressed out at the same time, I'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to drop by the concept store for a visit. Need to at least get to know the people that will be working with me and how the store is run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting times ahead, exciting times ahead.&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/1561242343305116832-5941726527348493401?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5941726527348493401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5941726527348493401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5941726527348493401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5941726527348493401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/04/transitioning.html' title=':: transitioning ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8794596612563499394</id><published>2009-03-25T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:15:48.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: laptop messenger bag ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After looking many places for a laptop messenger bag, I finally found one to my liking. Although it's not leather, it's brown...so I went and bought it anyway. There's a piece of Fossil messenger bag which cost a neat RM700++, which I can't afford it right now, so I'm going to save up for a LV. Ironic, but I have to have at least in a point in my life, own an LV, or Burberry since I love the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just this will do for now. I have a fond liking for checkered or argyle designs, so this a win for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SckUj-l8P8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/BVvuNLjrE1A/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SckUj-l8P8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/BVvuNLjrE1A/s400/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316803443417694146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SckUkbGR8cI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Z_OELYPhzyk/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SckUkbGR8cI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Z_OELYPhzyk/s400/DSC00434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316803451069526466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My XPS neatly strapped inside.&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/1561242343305116832-8794596612563499394?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8794596612563499394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8794596612563499394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8794596612563499394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8794596612563499394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/laptop-messenger-bag.html' title=':: laptop messenger bag ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SckUj-l8P8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/BVvuNLjrE1A/s72-c/DSC00433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8855086939114108789</id><published>2009-03-24T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:17:26.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: Myvi ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sold my Kenari last week, and ever since then, I've been having fun driving the Myvi around. I still have yet to settle the new loan for the Myvi, much thanks to the frigging slow processing time. I sure hope I can settle a full loan and with that, clear my outstanding credit card bills, which in the longrun, will actually costs me more in terms of financial charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done the finishing touches on the new Myvi. I won't be doing so until I settle my loan, my credit card bills. Then, I shall upload some pics of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, do drive safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8855086939114108789?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8855086939114108789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8855086939114108789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8855086939114108789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8855086939114108789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/myvi.html' title=':: Myvi ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2529347286927707947</id><published>2009-03-24T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:40:41.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: little red riding hood ::</title><content type='html'>Came across a video from Vimeo about the classic Little Red Riding Hood, retold. Enjoy. Hit the fullscreen option and don't be afraid to pause to read the little details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3514904&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3514904&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3514904"&gt;Slagsmålsklubben - Sponsored by destiny&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1379043"&gt;Tomas Nilsson&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-2529347286927707947?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2529347286927707947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2529347286927707947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2529347286927707947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2529347286927707947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-red-riding-hood.html' title=':: little red riding hood ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8101170818489906192</id><published>2009-03-10T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:12:22.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: car for sale ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PERODUA KENARI 1.0(A) EZ, 2004. Acc Free, Low Mileage 53k, great condition, extras. RM26,000. Adam Tan 016-2195527&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so...with a click, or a few clicks of the button, I have placed my Kenari on sale, for the very first time in my life, I placed something on The Star's Classifieds. It's quite affordable actually, costing me less than RM60. I do hope it will be noticed by some reader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My next step is to apply another loan with Public Bank, and hope that I will get a +-4% interest rate on the loan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have RM18k left for my loan for the Kenari. If I'm able to sell my Kenari off for at least 25.5k, I will have some extras for the down payment on the new loan and perhaps add some stuff to the Myvi. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, all is just a plan for now. I shall now pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1561242343305116832-8101170818489906192?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8101170818489906192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8101170818489906192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8101170818489906192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8101170818489906192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/car-for-sale.html' title=':: car for sale ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8993091927800038232</id><published>2009-03-08T20:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:37:52.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: acquaintances ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Acquaintances...sometimes can be a wonderful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Today, a bunch of Air Asia cabin crew members came to Starbucks Carrefour. Why Carrefour? I don't know, but what I know is that they all came here for a little tour of the mall, I don't quite consider Carrefour as a mall tho, but it seems that they had some fun while in the store. There were about 8-10 of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sawaddee ka&lt;/span&gt;". *something like that lah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;They returned that gesture to me when I greeted them as they walked in. One of them in particular was stunningly fair and has the scent of sun-block lotion but was quite arrogant, another was pretty with long wavy hair, but it's the third one that ordered caught my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;She asked me..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to buy a car, is Perodua good? How about Proton?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I went "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Umm, Perodua. Get the Myvi&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;We then kept talking for quite a while, and learned that they work for Air Asia Thailand, but they are based here, but they are on their 3 day holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;We talked, and laughed, and she asked me if I've ever been to Thailand. Told her I went to Haatyai before and plan to go Kraabi or Phuket. Things got quite interested from then on. I got myself a tour guide as she offered to bring me around Bangkok if I were to drop by. So much for a guide, I lost the number she gave because it was written on a piece of paper and I somehow lost it. Only to realize it after they all left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh well, I guess sometimes, acquaintances will forever remain as...acquaintances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-8993091927800038232?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8993091927800038232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8993091927800038232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8993091927800038232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8993091927800038232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/acquaintances.html' title=':: acquaintances ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6399905750794416677</id><published>2009-03-08T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:51:53.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: lindt ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is a box of liquor filled chocolates!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbOea46SSEI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4QblCmW-OdY/s1600-h/181957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbOea46SSEI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4QblCmW-OdY/s400/181957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310762570390587458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irish Coffee and Whisky!! Those are my favorites! It's very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily, it pairs quite well with the Old Town coffee I just made after returning home.&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/1561242343305116832-6399905750794416677?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6399905750794416677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6399905750794416677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6399905750794416677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6399905750794416677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/lindt.html' title=':: lindt ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbOea46SSEI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4QblCmW-OdY/s72-c/181957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3761156562814795096</id><published>2009-03-07T23:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:28:52.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: martell and my niece's birthday ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKWz7yskmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/CImYxnNOC3E/s1600-h/DSC06240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKWz7yskmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/CImYxnNOC3E/s400/DSC06240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310472729591059042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a while since I've took a sip of Martell. I used to love brandy, and make no mistake...I still love brandy, and I only drink it neat. I don't like ice on it, neither having it mixed. However, herein lies a problem...I can't afford them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a healthier note, I went to my cousin's place to celebrate her daughter's birthday, after having dinner with them. Dinner was great, mainly because I love seafood and can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYZO78OcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/7UsAsX8JzWQ/s1600-h/DSC06244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYZO78OcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/7UsAsX8JzWQ/s400/DSC06244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310474469896894914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My niece Melanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYauzUDDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DSYzCJneIL8/s1600-h/DSC06247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYauzUDDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DSYzCJneIL8/s400/DSC06247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310474495630511154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The over zealous uncle, which happens to be my father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYZi8cOhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/unGIcw4q2lc/s1600-h/DSC06245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYZi8cOhI/AAAAAAAAAh8/unGIcw4q2lc/s400/DSC06245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310474475267701266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday girl's father. Gee, I wonder what is running through his mind at the moment with his eyes staring at his baby girl, or perhaps it's just blank during the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYaCRvbSI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ObsZUtM2LRY/s1600-h/DSC06246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKYaCRvbSI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ObsZUtM2LRY/s400/DSC06246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310474483678539042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just her and the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKdpKnsSjI/AAAAAAAAAis/U8cVTvbGMOs/s1600-h/DSC06250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKdpKnsSjI/AAAAAAAAAis/U8cVTvbGMOs/s400/DSC06250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310480241174268466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have to remind her countless times, to look at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKdoHaPo3I/AAAAAAAAAic/fH2fbbMa1ps/s1600-h/DSC06248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKdoHaPo3I/AAAAAAAAAic/fH2fbbMa1ps/s400/DSC06248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310480223132689266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family portrait...well, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKdo7uqozI/AAAAAAAAAik/fkaqiZxBU4k/s1600-h/DSC06249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKdo7uqozI/AAAAAAAAAik/fkaqiZxBU4k/s400/DSC06249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310480237176988466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nephew, Nicholas and nephew, Melanie. Along with my sister Dorothy. They grow proud and tall, taller than me soon enough...and are still growing...dammit.&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/1561242343305116832-3761156562814795096?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3761156562814795096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3761156562814795096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3761156562814795096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3761156562814795096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/martell-and-my-nieces-birthday.html' title=':: martell and my niece&apos;s birthday ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKWz7yskmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/CImYxnNOC3E/s72-c/DSC06240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1615862268451135600</id><published>2009-03-07T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:37:55.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: love, comes in all shapes and sizes ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I never actually paid much attention to McD's McChicken, simply cos I don't bother ordering it, but the lunch deals are quite tempting...and even if I did bought the current lunch set promo, I'd get the Double Cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad sad thought that the McD branch at Carrefour does not offer beef in their menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I decided to get me just that and turns out, the shape of this particular chicken patty is quite fitting to the tag line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKT0IYWEqI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BPS-bPTC-Ek/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKT0IYWEqI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BPS-bPTC-Ek/s400/DSC00419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310469434435310242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if all the patties are shaped this way, or mine was just pure coincidence. Whatever it is, I just had to take a pic and finish the burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come think of it, love...do come in all shapes and sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Carl's Jr.&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/1561242343305116832-1615862268451135600?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1615862268451135600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1615862268451135600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1615862268451135600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1615862268451135600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-comes-in-all-shapes-and-sizes.html' title=':: love, comes in all shapes and sizes ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SbKT0IYWEqI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BPS-bPTC-Ek/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7707882585281401718</id><published>2009-03-06T02:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T03:05:25.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: buy &amp; sell ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how should I explain such a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to know one of my family friend, is about to sell of their daughter's Myvi...the car which I originally intended to get, before I settled for a &lt;del&gt;Ferrari&lt;/del&gt; Kenari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ease of type, I'm going to refer my Kenari as Ari, and the Myvi, Vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've driven Ari around for quite a long time...no...not more than 2 years I think. I don't know how much Ari would be worth now, but I sure have to patch Ari up, since Ari received a small knock on the back. Ari also have a major scratch on the front-left door, thanks to some clean-waxed-car hater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Vi has traveled far less and it's a 2 1/2 yr old car. Pretty young, and black in color. I prefer it white, but I will have to find time to clean it on a daily basis...something which Ari didn't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi is up for sale for a mere RM35k, which in my honest opinion cum my lack of knowledge in 2nd hand price, Vi seems to be a steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, only if I can find enough to pay the bank for Vi's installment, and at the same time, find a new lover for Ari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until then, I sure hope the original owner of Vi, my family friend...can be patient with me to hold on to it, until I settle things with the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, drive safely and oh, buckle up.&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/1561242343305116832-7707882585281401718?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7707882585281401718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7707882585281401718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7707882585281401718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7707882585281401718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/buy-sell.html' title=':: buy &amp; sell ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-65045592706126836</id><published>2009-03-04T11:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:07:01.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: through the eyes of a cat, and a dog ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is interesting, full of life, full of hope, full of surprises and most of the time, full of moments we can't capture but just a memory on itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was one exciting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this neighborhood dog, I don't know if the dogs a he, or a she...so I'm just naming it Sparkie. Every night, when I return from work, Sparkie will be seen resting right smack in the middle of the road, with the head, rested on the tarmac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will slowly drive near Sparkie, and Sparkie, will naturally make way for my Kenari. As I pass Sparkie, without fail, Sparkie will bark endlessly, as if to scold me to invade Sparkie's little zen space at 1.00am. Sparkie however is no stray, but I doubt Sparkie realize that the road is for everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkie will then turn a few circles, and return to rest on the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of Sparkie for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days back, I was forced to collect milk from another Starbucks nearby and so, I drove my car at normal speed. The car in front of me swerved without any indication and so, I went straight, only to realize a cat dashed out. The cat, I shall name Dash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dash, manage to dodge the first car, much thanks to the car swerving and went to another lane, could have had the driver killed. Dash thought 9 lives is alot, decided to make another dash, when I was arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dash dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite me, was another car, and no...I'm not going to swerve and make way for Dash, to end up killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my wheel running over something, breaking something. I looked at the rear mirror and saw Dash,  still alive and running across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dash didn't make it across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Dash. I think you forgot that that was the 9th time you lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought my life revolve around watching animals on roads...I decided to take a walk in the night, since it's cold and light breeze was blowing against the leaves and the sound it makes, was just simply peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, Sparkie do recognize me. I was sitting at the curb of the road, staring aimlessly towards the sky, and there Sparkie was, walk right up to me and lay right beside me. Sparkie didn't stare up, but just lay there, on the road. This time, it was the main road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Sparkie not to bark at my Kenari anymore, Sparkie looked up and for a second there, I thought to myself, just what the hell am I saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkie continues to bark at my Kenari every single time I drive pass his zen road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tale of an unfortunate cat, and a persistent dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all cat lovers, I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-65045592706126836?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/65045592706126836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=65045592706126836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/65045592706126836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/65045592706126836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-eyes-of-cat-and-dog.html' title=':: through the eyes of a cat, and a dog ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5602235959894878231</id><published>2009-03-03T02:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:48:02.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: Transformers : Revenge Of The Fallen ::</title><content type='html'>Looks promising...more shiny metal objects clashing and Megan Fox. Good to see the good robots are more colorful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the trailer for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://videos.movie-list.com/flvplayer.swf?file=http://videos.movie-list.com/flvideo/454.flv" loop="false" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="config=http://videos.movie-list.com/embed.xml&amp;amp;width=640&amp;amp;height=390" width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full-screen is available if its too small for your tiny eyes. It's the button beside the "Mute" button. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-5602235959894878231?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5602235959894878231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5602235959894878231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5602235959894878231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5602235959894878231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html' title=':: Transformers : Revenge Of The Fallen ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4375374599175508647</id><published>2009-03-02T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:45:38.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: my debut album ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/Saq5kG2ybaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eRnNcgehlZY/s1600-h/theswisser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/Saq5kG2ybaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eRnNcgehlZY/s400/theswisser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308259140776390050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOW TO PLAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1) - Open &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Ran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;dom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(2) - Open &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(3) - Open &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interestin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;g/7days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(4) - Use Photoshop/Paint or similar to put it all together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(5) - Post it to Facebook with 'My Debut Album' as the caption and tag the friends whom you want to do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(6) - For track listing, repeat (2) by refreshing 10 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't quite know how to design the cover, but I kind of like the gothic feel it brings. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the track listing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There's Honesty&lt;br /&gt;2. Evil That You Can Change&lt;br /&gt;3. Details Are Always Vulgar&lt;br /&gt;4. Walk Rapidly And Be Unhappy&lt;br /&gt;5. Wrong End Of The Gun&lt;br /&gt;6. Any Price To Get It&lt;br /&gt;7. Dealing With Men&lt;br /&gt;8. Excuses, Excuses, Excuses&lt;br /&gt;9. Cracks Everything Open&lt;br /&gt;10. Be Under Our Own Power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-4375374599175508647?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4375374599175508647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4375374599175508647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4375374599175508647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4375374599175508647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-debut-album.html' title=':: my debut album ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/Saq5kG2ybaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/eRnNcgehlZY/s72-c/theswisser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6710679012743405243</id><published>2009-02-24T21:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:47:11.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: small world ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to Pyramid to catch the Curious Case of Benjamin Button with a friend of mine who is recovering from a sore throat, and I have to admit, it was one heck of a movie, with no boring bits at all. The hall was half full and it was cold, and was hungry...so I ended up in JCO, to have a quick bite. Got myself a half-dozen box of assorted flavors and sat by the glass panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and saw Lay, a friend of a friend, whom she later walked into JCO, oblivious to the fact that I was seated down right in front of her. I had to call her, since she's always lost in her own world...blur queen. Of all the places we were to bump into each other, it's at JCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana was with her bunch of college friends, all formally dressed up for college and still formally dressed up at Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana, send Lay my regards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished up the doughnuts and as I was on my way back to the car, Kaze of Starbucks Pyramid 1 bid farewell to me, running towards his car I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at the movies, 3 friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming tomorrow, at my friend's condo, 3 blocks away from Carrefour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-6710679012743405243?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6710679012743405243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6710679012743405243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6710679012743405243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6710679012743405243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/small-world.html' title=':: small world ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2879637731213454448</id><published>2009-02-23T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:05:17.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: perspective can be a wonderful thing ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perspective...much can be talked about it, much can be studied on it and discussed around it...because, perspective can be a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at some restaurant, with a friend of mine, enjoying a sweet dessert...after having some bites, she suddenly exclaimed that she found a nail in her dessert. She was disgusted and proceed to lodge a complain. She managed to get a new serving and was very very careful over each and every bite. It was a chipped fingernail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then text a friend of hers and say she found a nail in her food, and the dude...replied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Was it rusty?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, different people with different perspective over the word nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the dessert was lovely, the dinner was great, the evening went fine, but I can't stop thinking of the "nail" found in the dessert. I'm pretty sure it's not rusty, but I'd hope it did not touch anything rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up laughing about it, talking about perspective in life and what a evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, always remember, misinterpretation happens.&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/1561242343305116832-2879637731213454448?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2879637731213454448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2879637731213454448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2879637731213454448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2879637731213454448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/perspective-can-be-wonderful-thing.html' title=':: perspective can be a wonderful thing ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6758926439457458634</id><published>2009-02-19T17:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:43:41.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: my music my life ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Put your player on shuffle (or any type of music player you can shuffle songs with)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds. Add some commentary if you'd like. Please do. It’s more fun that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Tag 10+ friends who might enjoy doing the game as well (if you want to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Ladies Choice - Hairspray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;I know where I've been - Hairspray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Unusual You - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;You Never Know - Goldfrapp (I haven't myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Got To Be Somebody - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Killing Me Softly - The Fugees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Addicted - Saving Abel (No, I'm not addicted to math, far from it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;You Found Me - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Damaged - Danity Kane (lol?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.)WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.)WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Single Ladies - Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.)WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;More Than Words - Frankie J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.)WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Sober - Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.)WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Money Maker - Ludacris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.)WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Just Dance - Lady Gaga (no shit, seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.)WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Womanizer - Britney Spears (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.)WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;These Words - Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.)WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Dead and Gone - T.I ft Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.)HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Right Now (Na Na Na) - Akon (omg...that would be sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.)WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Gives You Hell - All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.)WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Who Knew - Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.)WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;How We Do - The Game ft. 50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.)WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;My Life Would Suck Without You - Kelly Clarkson (I guess that would be a yes? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.)WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Right Round - Flo Rida (Huh? Anyway, I don't have any fear of being...round for now tho...haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.)DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;When You're Gone - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.)IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;I Hate This Part - Pussycat Dolls (no, I don't hate this part of my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.)WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Love Lockdown - Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-6758926439457458634?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6758926439457458634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6758926439457458634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6758926439457458634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6758926439457458634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-music-my-life.html' title=':: my music my life ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6188259465939105271</id><published>2009-02-17T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:35:51.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: zombie day ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up feeling dead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was tiring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose is red,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate my cold medicine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now going to bed.&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/1561242343305116832-6188259465939105271?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6188259465939105271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6188259465939105271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6188259465939105271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6188259465939105271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/zombie-day.html' title=':: zombie day ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3769042182691727236</id><published>2009-02-17T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:28:56.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: goldfrapp ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, it's not an ice blended drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved her songs and catchy tunes...nevermind the lyrics, sometimes it doesn't make sense...but always enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, listening it playing at Starbucks, is just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Adele too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine asked me if I wanna go fishing this Saturday. I'm not feeling well at the moment, and I have an appointment on Wednesday, I hope I will recover well enough for the appointment and go fishing in the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, stay happy and healthy!&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/1561242343305116832-3769042182691727236?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3769042182691727236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3769042182691727236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3769042182691727236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3769042182691727236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/goldfrapp.html' title=':: goldfrapp ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5583659256446312309</id><published>2009-02-04T00:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:01:19.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: 25 Random Things ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok ok, I don't normally do this kind of things, but since Corey, sis and fellow starbucks partner tag me in facebook, I am going to give it a go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   I love the smell of petrol. Everytime I fill up my car, I take a whiff of the scent which smells rich to me. I however take only one...ok...sometimes 2 whiffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   I wish I was a little fatter, I know, people have been telling me that I will get fat once I get married, but I don't think thats anytime soon, so yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm right-handed, but my left arm is stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I once fell from a staircase balcony in high school. As a result, my back hurts once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love fish. Steamed. Hates it fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I only eat the leafy part of the vegetables. Give me the stem, and I will brush it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.   I had asthma, bronchitis and wore glasses when I was 4 years old up to Standard 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have to eat every 2 hours. If I don't my stomach grumbles and I will grumble along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I collect miniature perfumes back in my college days. It's for display purposes, but I never actually bought a display case for all of it. I have over 50 bottles, but I end up giving them away, close to half of my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The only Starbucks I buy, is Starbucks Bears. A friend got me started and I am now still buying it. Why? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I strongly believe my Kenari is having some trouble waking up, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I miss Brandy, no...not the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love driving in the rain, the heavier, the more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I smell whiskey in the robusta coffee, just the dry part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I would love to own a PS3 or a Xbox 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I want a DSLR. Corey and Michelle C, I know I've asked you both about DSLRs, but I have yet to get it. I will get it. I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My favorite color is white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  I love spicy food, not because I can stand the heat, I just love the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  I love people that brags, it creates an opening for my sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My ambition during my primary school days was to be a soldier. I then became a realist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  I almost signed up to be a pilot, I wished I didn't listen to my elder folks back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  I won't mind donating a stress ball, a timer, a set of yellow and red cards and a whistle to the Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  I listen to love songs from the 40s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My sister wishes for a new Sony T700...Yue Mei and Sab, just ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I realize I have more random things actually. Corey was right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-5583659256446312309?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5583659256446312309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5583659256446312309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5583659256446312309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5583659256446312309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title=':: 25 Random Things ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5425829339012179486</id><published>2009-02-01T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:44:27.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: the number 3 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm beginning to dislike the number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not talking about the age, but rather, the month end at Starbucks when after all the counting and troubleshooting...the result has a killer number 3 in front. 28 is bad, 29 is dangerous...30 and anywhere above it, means I will be in the line of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-5425829339012179486?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5425829339012179486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5425829339012179486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5425829339012179486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5425829339012179486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/02/number-3.html' title=':: the number 3 ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-9219759143084347206</id><published>2009-01-29T12:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:15:33.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: a chinese new year family ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family is relatively small, comprising of 4 people, not including the granny and another granny and other uncles, aunties, cousins, their wives and kids...it's a small family. Have them all together, we have one huge gathering in one average sized house. Sadly, I don't have the pictures ready for now, what I have tho is a tiny picture of my family and me, in a tiny house, with a crazy sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYE5hOYOJ1I/AAAAAAAAAg0/ETyCT35NAFc/s1600-h/DSC06084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYE5hOYOJ1I/AAAAAAAAAg0/ETyCT35NAFc/s400/DSC06084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296577879722567506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYHuEf36wwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/KHUQjDj680E/s1600-h/DSC06085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYHuEf36wwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/KHUQjDj680E/s400/DSC06085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296776397807338242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serious parents can sometime result in crazy kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, doing the normal traditional thingy, of serving tea to the Matriarch, my granny from my dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYHuFBq7ByI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uWGthsRpAvw/s1600-h/DSC06099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYHuFBq7ByI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uWGthsRpAvw/s400/DSC06099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296776406879635234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me explain. The shot was quite closeup and I was abit too tall to fit into the frame, they ask me to bend lower and I did, bend down...which resulted in a different outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sofia, I'm not pretending to be a nice guy, I am a nice guy...yes, although there's some ang pow waiting for me, so you can say that's one motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will ask my cousin bro for more pictures, since he has the semi-pro camera, and when my sister comes back from Ipoh, I can get hold of the pictures she failed in sending to my folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-9219759143084347206?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/9219759143084347206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=9219759143084347206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/9219759143084347206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/9219759143084347206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-family.html' title=':: a chinese new year family ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SYE5hOYOJ1I/AAAAAAAAAg0/ETyCT35NAFc/s72-c/DSC06084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1696335777047299341</id><published>2009-01-28T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:16:22.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: life ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need a life. I haven't been going out for quite a while since I can't remember when. It's all been work work work, and that fondly reminds me of the Peon in Warcraft. No, I don't plan to turn into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week during Chinese New Year was great. Had good fun moving around visiting people and having a friend join me for the dinner. The noisy kids, the gossiping folks, the unhealthy snacks, the tempting food and alcoholic beverages, once a year is not enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's back to work now! 3rd day of CNY. Oh well, the things that we have to sacrifice in a service industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents will be away for 3 days and I will be alone, since I have to work. I'm now thinking, where should I eat, or who should I call for breakfast, lunch and dinner? Anyone interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-1696335777047299341?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1696335777047299341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1696335777047299341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1696335777047299341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1696335777047299341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/life.html' title=':: life ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2770981575716656142</id><published>2009-01-27T11:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:28:27.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: the bermuda pyramid ::</title><content type='html'>After rounds of collecting some ang pows and rounds of card games which I failed in netting big wins...I think I'm gonna purchase shirt off Threadless. I like the gloomy rustic appeal to this print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.threadless.com//product/1653/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 497px; height: 518px;" src="http://www.threadless.com//product/1653/zoom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-2770981575716656142?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2770981575716656142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2770981575716656142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2770981575716656142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2770981575716656142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/bermuda-pyramid.html' title=':: the bermuda pyramid ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5936377279800873263</id><published>2009-01-25T18:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:51:55.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: color me bright ::</title><content type='html'>Ok, here's a messy unkept hair of mine, colored wrongly and living with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1gIJbqHEI/AAAAAAAAAgE/57JlljJHukk/s1600-h/DSC06082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1gIJbqHEI/AAAAAAAAAgE/57JlljJHukk/s400/DSC06082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295494429944716354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was toying around with my web-cam and snap some pics with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1h_axrk3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/JVWPy3UA3a8/s1600-h/184430%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1h_axrk3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/JVWPy3UA3a8/s400/184430%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295496479004922738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1iAZrl3nI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ZchD_Sz0Hw4/s1600-h/184459%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1iAZrl3nI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ZchD_Sz0Hw4/s400/184459%5B5%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295496495890816626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1iAlot8DI/AAAAAAAAAgc/N6gdUm1FTpc/s1600-h/184514%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1iAlot8DI/AAAAAAAAAgc/N6gdUm1FTpc/s400/184514%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295496499099988018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My very sadistic sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1iA9fMXUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/a1u6nAD4CWg/s1600-h/114655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1iA9fMXUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/a1u6nAD4CWg/s400/114655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295496505502489922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little girl with her version of "monkey face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX5oeNE3TOI/AAAAAAAAAgs/7h0elFzj4rM/s1600-h/euneun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX5oeNE3TOI/AAAAAAAAAgs/7h0elFzj4rM/s400/euneun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295785079949708514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm getting accustomed to my hair now that it's a bit longer. It's the 1st day of CNY and already I am bored. Gonna go for dinner later, and hopefully win some rounds at the table, while slowly enjoying some cranberry juice with a dash of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, it your house is open for red packets, please do invite me.&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/1561242343305116832-5936377279800873263?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5936377279800873263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5936377279800873263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5936377279800873263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5936377279800873263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/color-me-bright.html' title=':: color me bright ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SX1gIJbqHEI/AAAAAAAAAgE/57JlljJHukk/s72-c/DSC06082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-9211361652313493967</id><published>2009-01-25T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:07:49.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: gong xi fa cai ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The time has come again, to dress up, to visit grandparents house, to have reunion dinner, to toast with either wine, or hard liquor, to wake up the next morning, to greet parents and receive 2 red packets with hopefully, loads of cash inside for more shopping...then back to grandparent's place and stand by the door, greeting everyone that comes in, acting as a toll to again, receive more red packets from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also that time of the year again, to listen to uncles talk about the good old days, aunties talk about when their kids are getting married, or when are they having kids or where are they going for holiday, and what to do on the 15th (Chap Goh Meh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the uncles reminiscence about their ever so glorious past, they then proceed to open the table for some card games, and then vulgarity seems to just flow smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradition, isn't quite practiced in my side of the family. Yes, we do gather for the reunion dinner, but like every other family, it's not always smooth. It's filled with drama and yes, politics. The seniors don't always see it that way, and thinks that the younger generation are unperturbed by it, they thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sometime saddening that even such a gathering once in a year, is plagued by unforgiveness and remorse. The new year should bring about new hopes, new challenges, new bonds which were strained, but having a bitter and cold heart can last many, many new years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children to my parents, I can only attend the dinner, have some fun drinking and playing card games, listening to good old stories as if they are fresh, even if it's the same, every...single...year...for the past 20 years. Put aside the politics and drama, 4 generations under one roof is something quite amazing and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bring something to the table this year around, and it's good old Hennessy or Martell. Great things are meant to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you out there, Happy Chinese New Year. Year of the bull huh, lets grab it by the horns and breakthrough all the obstacles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, stay healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-9211361652313493967?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/9211361652313493967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=9211361652313493967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/9211361652313493967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/9211361652313493967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title=':: gong xi fa cai ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8970620446655319195</id><published>2009-01-24T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:15:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: island retreat (an update) ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a small update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentatively, the date will be around July and it will be on a weekday so there will be less people, and we can stretch it to a weekend, or use the weekend to rest ourselves before starting work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coral View is a nice place, with long white sandy beaches and a small colony of corals, just nearby which is ideal for a relaxing swim. There are fully grown turtles feeding on large patches of sea grass (whatever they are actually called). Pretty nice spots to check out nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, 8 people shown interest, but remains unconfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, start saving&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/1561242343305116832-8970620446655319195?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8970620446655319195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8970620446655319195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8970620446655319195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8970620446655319195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/island-retreat-update.html' title=':: island retreat (an update) ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8722990234615115923</id><published>2009-01-22T12:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:10:39.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: eggs, milk and ... ::</title><content type='html'>I think I'm gonna get another piece from Threadless. I saw this and liked it. I however fear the color will reveal....sweat spots. ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.threadless.com/product/1639/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 251px;" src="http://media.threadless.com/product/1639/zoom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the piece out, &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/product/1639/Eggs_Milk_and#zoom"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; @ Threadless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy shopping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8722990234615115923?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8722990234615115923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8722990234615115923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8722990234615115923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8722990234615115923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/eggs-milk-and.html' title=':: eggs, milk and ... ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8306351348958389244</id><published>2009-01-20T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:46:44.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: island retreat ::</title><content type='html'>I miss the sun, the sand and the sea and everything under it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many choices, so little money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Perhentian&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Redang&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Layang Layang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am looking for people to join me! Don't worry, diving license not required!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8306351348958389244?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8306351348958389244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8306351348958389244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8306351348958389244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8306351348958389244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/island-retreat.html' title=':: island retreat ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-313651568643501529</id><published>2009-01-19T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:53:36.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: i could have been dead ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could have been dead. No, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, my car had a minor accident, which saw my car spinning from a hit-n-run accident. Turns out that my Kenari's alignment was out and I went to have it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It however wasn't enough. I realized soon enough that every sharp corner I make, the left side of my car, the area which it was hit, will have heavy rattling noises. I went to get it fixed and for quite a while, it worked well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on driving it like usual, and normally when I drive alone, I push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have been dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I was driving to collect something from a Starbucks nearby, I realized that my rear wheel begin to wobble and it was hard to keep it under control. I then drove it to my mechanic, at a maximum speed of 20km/h and even at that speed driving straight, the rear wheel wobbles. Trying to keep the car moving with the front wheels working fine, but the rear wheel losing control, is indeed a very challenging task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after laughing it off with some of my friends, it dawned upon me that if my Kenari decided to just snap when I'm speeding, I would have lost total control of the car and my rear wheel would have caused my car to lose all grip and turn turtle, and knowing just how light a Kenari is, I will literally rattle and roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that did not happen. For some divine reasons, the car decided to give way when I'm making a slow corner and not when I was speeding. My life was spared yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have nine lives, I just have one, but I have God to keep that one alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&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/1561242343305116832-313651568643501529?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/313651568643501529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=313651568643501529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/313651568643501529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/313651568643501529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-could-have-been-dead.html' title=':: i could have been dead ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-91289428677586204</id><published>2009-01-18T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:52:05.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: cny shopping ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's so soon. I have yet to do my Chinese New Year shopping. All I did so far is color my hair which did not turn out well, a set of Clinique cleanser, toner, moisturizer and after shave balm for my sensitive skin, and oh, bought new boxers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove my sister to Absolute Bazaar and quite frankly, there's a serious shortage on menswear. The only booth I went to, has tees on "free-size" which basically translate to "non-fitting".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however going to get reimbursed from paying my hospital bills, in which is quite a considerable sum...under RM1000. So I think I will have some cash, to purchase a shirt or two, and a Levi's button-fly jeans with some naughty buttons on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-91289428677586204?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/91289428677586204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=91289428677586204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/91289428677586204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/91289428677586204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-shopping.html' title=':: cny shopping ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-127027762258121048</id><published>2009-01-17T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:18:16.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: nice ::</title><content type='html'>I was told, that nice guys finish last? That's what makes us gems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-127027762258121048?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/127027762258121048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=127027762258121048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/127027762258121048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/127027762258121048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/nice.html' title=':: nice ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-249072799526876543</id><published>2009-01-14T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:26:24.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: color ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New year, new color? I did exactly just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember when was the last time I colored my hair to a light shade of brown. I did it again, nothing spectacular, except for the fact that they gave me a complimentary highlight, of 5 shades lighter...the result was not exactly what I had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a good camera, neither am I good at cam-whoring, so I'm not gonna capture any pics and upload it here. Instead, if you get to see me with that hair, do give some constructive criticism alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm however going to make do with the colors and see how well it grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy coloring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-249072799526876543?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/249072799526876543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=249072799526876543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/249072799526876543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/249072799526876543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/color.html' title=':: color ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6372769539038130111</id><published>2009-01-13T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:37:48.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: caffeine cut ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not too long ago...well, actually...quite long ago, I made a promise to a special someone that I will cut down on caffeine on a condition if she cuts down smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's a new year, I think I can refresh it again. So, how was the progress? It was pretty good actually. However, I don't think she remembered it, but here is my usual caffeine consumption before I tried to cut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3x Doppio Espresso over the span of 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;2x Grande sized Caramel Macchiato over the span of 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;A cup of good old Nescafe back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it may not be record breaking, but then again, I think it's unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, my caffeine consumption has been reduced to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Doppio Espresso a day&lt;br /&gt;1 Caramel Macchiato a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nescafe? Sometimes I don't even make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I substitute? Starbucks Signature Hot Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can cut any further, because I just love how espresso taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to you that made me cut down on caffeine, you better be cutting down on the amount of sticks you puff! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-6372769539038130111?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6372769539038130111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6372769539038130111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6372769539038130111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6372769539038130111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/caffeine-cut.html' title=':: caffeine cut ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2023807470797291670</id><published>2009-01-13T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:37:51.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: coffee master program ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The team made it into the semi-finals, the same team which was built over 6 months ago for an Q&amp;amp;A event initiated by Starbucks. We represented the district, from very different stores and very different backgrounds. Managed to go through the qualifying round and now, the semi-final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions were a much tougher, but in general, our marks improved, despite the 6 months (or so) break. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We manage to score to qualify to the FINALS, but...another team made it on the same points, so a Tie-Breaker was the decider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result? Team B.Bee joined another 4 districts, to challenge themselves for the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when we realize, just how ONE mark make such a huge difference. Well, I think everyone can agree to that, but fact is...we did not qualify. The team did an amazing job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mohin. No CMP Cup for you this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-2023807470797291670?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2023807470797291670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2023807470797291670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2023807470797291670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2023807470797291670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/coffee-master-program.html' title=':: coffee master program ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8259395720663587400</id><published>2009-01-11T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:38:13.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: lost ::</title><content type='html'>Dammit, I synced (never knew it was a word until now) my phone and all my contacts were deleted. Bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost all my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know my maxis number, text me with your name in the message so I can save it. Many thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8259395720663587400?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8259395720663587400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8259395720663587400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8259395720663587400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8259395720663587400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost.html' title=':: lost ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-112454432616760257</id><published>2009-01-09T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:38:20.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: sailing away ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Changed my header picture, or rather...did some little edits here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year did not start very well, and it still is not going very well for me. I can't seem to find a firm footing and grasp it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to sail away and leave it all behind. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it can be that simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-112454432616760257?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/112454432616760257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=112454432616760257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/112454432616760257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/112454432616760257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2009/01/sailing-away.html' title=':: sailing away ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-556282249406156499</id><published>2008-12-28T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:03:46.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: changes ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just before my 2008 come to a close, I'm forced to be optimistic and look on the positive side of things again. This time, it's something related to my work. Starbucks Coffee Company, the company which I grew to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 will see me posted to a store which is not making money. Yep, you heard it right, a Starbucks store which is not making money and among many other things, can't afford to pay my salary. Ironic as it may sound, I will be posted there as an Assistant Store Manager, and my task, is to turn the store around into a profitable store, and hopefully, the store will finally be able to pay my salary as a Store Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, thinking of it is just plain absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's how life is in the working world and not everything is exactly fine and dandy. Sometimes, a few cuts and bruises builds character, but I'm afraid this is one cut which is too deep. I don't know when I will recover from this, but sometimes, it's not entirely up to me. As much as I believe it's unfair for me, to think of it, life was never fair to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just time for me to find myself and believe that I was never in control of things. I realized that all this while, I have relied on my own personal strength to achieve what I wanted, a Store Manager and to open a new store. I achieved both, in the same month. However, due to some wicked heart, I was demoted and lost my store which I worked so hard to open it and more so, the store is having a blast, in terms of sales and partners. I was never in control. God was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never was the religious type, I believed that if I want something to happen, I have to work my ass of for it. I did, I got it, but I failed to keep it. I'm not going to start to point fingers or blame it on anyone. However, I'm just going to remember one thing, I left God out of the picture. He did not leave me, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's about time, I return to where I should belong, where I originally belong. I was chasing the wrong things in my life, making wrong priorities and all this while, nothing can pull me down...so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the one that broke me...in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to go back to where I belong. I will always believe that all things will work for good, in His time and according to His plan. What I have to do now is just follow His lead. Last Saturday, I step into church, after a long while and I realized just how much I have left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Starbucks, I will work to turn the store around, it's always great to have challenges and making people that don't believe in me, think otherwise. It won't be easy, heck I might not even see any improvement, but then again, nobody can fault me for trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I shall now work in collecting pieces of me, all over the place.&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/1561242343305116832-556282249406156499?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/556282249406156499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=556282249406156499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/556282249406156499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/556282249406156499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/12/changes.html' title=':: changes ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2990170229439560147</id><published>2008-12-28T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:19:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: stay ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always turn up the volume if the song Stay by Estrella plays on the radio. So, since I have my connection back, I'd thought maybe it's time to check out the video via YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, wow. I know, I know...it might be old news, but hey...I think they deserve the credit to come up with a piece that can be accepted internationally. The lyrics are not extraordinary, but then again its the tune that pretty much makes everyone, happy...suffice to say, it makes me feel happy while driving...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those that have been living in cave and have not heard this piece...check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0BtEfg-9bmE"&gt;Estrella - Stay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed border="0" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" align="middle" flashvars="mycolor=FFFFFF&amp;mycolor2=006E09&amp;mycolor3=003307&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=true&amp;f=3&amp;vol=&amp;pat=4&amp;grad=true" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/video/fstrip.swf?myid=408074&amp;path=2008/12/28" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="297.5" style="visibility:visible;width:382.5px;height:297.5px;" width="382.5" wmode="transparent" name="myflashfetish"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/video-playlist/408074" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-style:none;" alt="Video" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-videos.gif" title="Get Videos!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I made this video &lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/video-playlist/408074"&gt;playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com"&gt;myflashfetish.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" width="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzMDUyMDYyNTY1NiZwdD*xMjMwNTIwNjQzMjUzJnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTM*ZThkOTc2NTA*NjQ5NjJhNmNmZWZmYmEyZmE4YzJj.gif" height="0"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, enjoy the video&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/1561242343305116832-2990170229439560147?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2990170229439560147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2990170229439560147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2990170229439560147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2990170229439560147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/12/stay.html' title=':: stay ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4429398624026827990</id><published>2008-12-20T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:04:23.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: the longest day of my life ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December 12th, 2008. The day was exceptionally long, and no...I did not miraculously get an additional hour added to my life. Time moved in a crawling pace. To those that are close to me, will know what happened over the past few days as I try my best to regain my composure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank all of you that were with me, comforting me and encouraging me as I stood back up and continue with my daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize, that along the way, I'm bound to have people that will hate me for whatever reason they can come up with and as far as I'm concerned, my purpose in life is not to satisfy every single person I meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, enjoy the last days of 2008.&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/1561242343305116832-4429398624026827990?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4429398624026827990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4429398624026827990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4429398624026827990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4429398624026827990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/12/longest-day-of-my-life.html' title=':: the longest day of my life ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4952368615605871878</id><published>2008-12-16T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:38:29.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: a new year ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The end year is fast approaching, and along with it, some resolutions that were made for the year 2008 as well. Time to make new resolutions?? I guess I will have quite a lot to make, given the events that pretty much shaped my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I have not created any resolutions yet. I have some uncertainties that I need to first settle, before the year 2008 come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-4952368615605871878?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4952368615605871878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4952368615605871878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4952368615605871878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4952368615605871878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title=':: a new year ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5237216333403376864</id><published>2008-12-02T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:05:09.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: sm ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What a week it have been for me. My computer is still out of service, and I have expensively used my phone to surf via Opera Mini. Now, I'm using a fellow partner's laptop over at Starbucks Taipan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week ended with some highs and lows. So lets start with the lows first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a minor surgery on my right chest, to remove a lump which was about 3cm in width. The lump was some weeks ago, and after much contemplating, I decided to pay SJMC a visit after my last visit was in the year 2001 for a case of dengue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc recommended me to remove it, since it will be there and chances are, it will go away naturally, or it could, turn cancerous. I decided to remove it. The surgery was quite quick and the recovery was fairly painful. It cost me, or rather, Prudential a neat sum of RM4000++ inclusive of the outpatient follow-ups which I will be going for over the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was admitted on Friday, and went under the knife on Saturday and discharged on Sunday. Talk about a weekend getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgery itself was fast. I remember being injected with a very painful anesthetic and soon after, everything I see doubled and blurred. When I woke up, my chest was painful, my hand was painful, and my vision, was blur. All I can see is nurses talking in some jibberish language and the next thing I know, I fell asleep again. I lost count on the times I opened my eyes, and then fell back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all is good now, I manage to return to work, but my right arm can't carry heavy stuff and pressing the Bar Mocha pump is painful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next follow up appointment is on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about my minor op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My store's opening, Skypark will see a delay. The tentative date will be the 20th now, instead of the 15th. However, it's tentative, and not confirmed. Ah the suspense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on the good news. I've been promoted to Store Manager effective the 1st of December. This means, on my 3rd year working with Starbucks (I joined Starbucks on the 10th December 2005), I finally made it to becoming a Store Manager, after quite a handful of hiccups along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 years was filled with plenty challenges, and I think I manage to brave it through much thanks to God and my partners that did not fail me. I started out at Starbucks Summit, as a retail barista, and got internally promoted at the same store. I had my little unofficial stint of running a whole store when my Store Manager, Hisham broke his arm and was rendered out of duty for 6 months. During that time, it was the most challenging time for me as a Shift Supervisor, performing duties, similar to a Store Manager, but with much help and guidance of my fellow SM and DM. It was tough, but it was also fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now still based in Starbucks Taipan, while waiting for my store to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will stop for now, and return to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy holidays!!&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/1561242343305116832-5237216333403376864?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5237216333403376864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5237216333403376864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5237216333403376864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5237216333403376864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/12/sm.html' title=':: sm ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5128017288980272508</id><published>2008-11-24T16:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:38:33.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: life ::'/><title type='text'>:: loft ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645785_8336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645785_8336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am, updating my blog using my Store Manager's laptop @ Starbucks Taipan. My computer is going thru some surgery and I do hope it's not going to cost me, as I need money for the end of the year stuff, that being Christmas shopping. I haven't purchase any gifts yet, save for the ones close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhow, on the 19th...I paid Loft (Heritage Row) a visit with the usual Sunway Pyramid 1 clubbing suspects. The music was ok and enjoyable, with some very fancy people around us. We opened 2 bottles of J.W Black Label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645755_8516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645755_8516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a while since I actually drank from the bottle, I normally go for just beer, but since it's for an occasion, I thought celebrating with them would be more fun. Indeed it is. I however hate it when Loft's crew mix my whiskey with coke. I guess there's nothing I can do, since it's their job. I however drink it either just on ice, or mixed with some water. I love my coke sweet and my whiskey sweet too, but just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the crowd was quite empty the time we went in, which was around 11 something. The crowd however swelled and before we even realized, it was pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to SP1 partners, thanks for the toast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645748_6545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 399px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645748_6545.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My lips in a very unnatural pink shade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645752_7673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 401px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645752_7673.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645763_937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 401px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645763_937.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ker Zhing, Boon Hui, Su Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645769_3108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 301px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645769_3108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have to admit, I look rather silly in this picture. Don't blame me, blame the alcohol which is starting to kick in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645758_9396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645758_9396.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Su Ann, Boon Hui and Kaze which always spot a tee with cute designs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645789_9730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v648/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1645789_9730.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SP 1 partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v364/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4826826_5262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 401px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v364/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4826826_5262.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ker Zhing, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v364/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4826828_6015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 298px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v364/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4826828_6015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Su Ann, me, Ker Zhing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828875_9552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828875_9552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SP1 partners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v378/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828452_5340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v378/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828452_5340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828887_3355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 399px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828887_3355.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828908_9684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828908_9684.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Random shot of us dancing the night away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828894_5431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828894_5431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kaze = Man of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828910_273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/240/6/760670471/n760670471_4828910_273.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I cannot make up what this shot is about, but they are just having fun I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended pretty much wet, literally because from the start until the end, it was raining outside. Well, thats all for now. There are many more pictures available, but I don't really have the time to post every single one of it. There's still one bottle remaining and I guess it will be Loft again soon, but I guess I won't be very free for the month ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, stay fun&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/1561242343305116832-5128017288980272508?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5128017288980272508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5128017288980272508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5128017288980272508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5128017288980272508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/loft.html' title=':: loft ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8002593485823561985</id><published>2008-11-18T18:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:10:34.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: threadless ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.threadless.com/product/1509/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 444px;" src="http://media.threadless.com/product/1509/zoom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 74, 128);font-family:Georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Your Threadless Shipment #1625116 has been shipped via Postal  Economy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    A message from your pals at Threadless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your shipment #1625116 has been shipped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hello, Adam Tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Shipment Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 1 x 18.00 Small Creme Guys Tee Tin Can Surveillance Order#1625096 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Opened my mail today and saw this...fortunately they still have "S" size as it always run out the quickest. Going to wait impatiently, for 1-3 weeks...as what they have stated in the delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long long sleep today as I woke up not feeling well and my mind was tired. I woke up for lunch, read some figures on my new store and went back to sleep. It rained so heavily and thankfully, helped me rested well. Will spend the whole day tomorrow to travel to Terminal 3 again and the nearby surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the weekend saw some SPM students over at Taipan. It's been a week since I last saw them as they are having their exams. So, all the best to all of you.&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/1561242343305116832-8002593485823561985?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8002593485823561985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8002593485823561985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8002593485823561985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8002593485823561985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/threadless.html' title=':: threadless ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7447452819100297870</id><published>2008-11-18T02:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:11:03.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: petrol ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a short update. Driving to my new workplace soon, is going to cost me. Thankfully there's a petrol price reduction, just at the right time when I start running around, to gather necessary stuff for my store's opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG607Og2mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/660ItAacrw8/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG607Og2mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/660ItAacrw8/s400/DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698457414720098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG61O4ZFFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ahsKCbUqsjw/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG61O4ZFFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ahsKCbUqsjw/s400/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698462690645074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The place now have a few banners so at least people now know where Starbucks is actually located in the new terminal. Met up with the Marketing Manager of Skypark who is in charge of our lot, along with a new contractor which will be working on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG61XpP3zI/AAAAAAAAAZs/BO8qW2EUEpw/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG61XpP3zI/AAAAAAAAAZs/BO8qW2EUEpw/s400/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698465043046194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random picture of my District Manager to the right, and SSC partners, discussing some stuff with the Skypark crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG61WXFDZI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0lIyIoldshs/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG61WXFDZI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0lIyIoldshs/s400/DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269698464698404242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I finally get to see my back of house area being partitioned. I can't get inside as it was blocked by something. It looks pretty small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the store will be called Starbucks Subang Skypark. My store number will be easily remembered as store No.123&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, do drop by at Starbucks Taipan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7447452819100297870?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7447452819100297870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7447452819100297870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7447452819100297870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7447452819100297870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/petrol.html' title=':: petrol ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SSG607Og2mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/660ItAacrw8/s72-c/DSC00260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-457928384109432142</id><published>2008-11-14T12:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:11:24.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: work ::'/><title type='text'>:: terminal 3 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Drove down to Terminal 3 to pay a visit to my store, and all I can say is...wow...I have a mixed feeling of excitement and also quite disappointed because the only 1/3 of the place seems to be functioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of it from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0DIWd3Y1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/PUkEs8Z9EKY/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0DIWd3Y1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/PUkEs8Z9EKY/s400/DSC00239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268370581098029906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An artist impression on how the whole of Terminal 3, which also carries the name "Skypark" in the future, if everything goes as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0DWBGLirI/AAAAAAAAAX0/mpsbqOnEAzA/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0DWBGLirI/AAAAAAAAAX0/mpsbqOnEAzA/s400/DSC00241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268370815879711410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so, as I excitedly walk into the place from the pedestrian bridge, this sight welcomed me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0EQ2fArUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ypSVQ8X0nig/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0EQ2fArUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ypSVQ8X0nig/s400/DSC00243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268371826643348802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0EQuNbUQI/AAAAAAAAAX8/LnLDY5iuFsk/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0EQuNbUQI/AAAAAAAAAX8/LnLDY5iuFsk/s400/DSC00242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268371824422113538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, all is not lost. On my left...is a more completed side, with some cool lights for Christmas I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0ERfNIpRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/VjB88dMO79s/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0ERfNIpRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/VjB88dMO79s/s400/DSC00244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268371837574227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0ERdi_b9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/VtxGg2fWRJg/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0ERdi_b9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/VtxGg2fWRJg/s400/DSC00247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268371837129027538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0ERh3359I/AAAAAAAAAYc/Cl-6o_ponp4/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0ERh3359I/AAAAAAAAAYc/Cl-6o_ponp4/s400/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268371838290356178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's CIMB Bank, Diamoney or something that goes with that name and THAT'S ALL! oh, Air Asia office too. There's quite a lot of people surprisingly and the whole place looks quite huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Starbucks was nowhere to be spotted, so I did some traveling, all the way to the departure hall and yet, Starbucks was not found. So I called my District Manager up and finally stood in front of my store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GNz-B9xI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8F2URa5L_MU/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GNz-B9xI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8F2URa5L_MU/s400/DSC00249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268373973451798290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, this is my store from the outside...surrounded with gypsum boards. Not very Starbucks. I then made my way inside the place, with the permission of only 2 construction worker in the lot. I do hope the rest are out for lunch. Here's how it looks inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GOmZr0tI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dul_JjZvBQU/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GOmZr0tI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dul_JjZvBQU/s400/DSC00253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268373986989560530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GOYm7uQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Z2R7V1mAnSE/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GOYm7uQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Z2R7V1mAnSE/s400/DSC00252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268373983287032066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GOIjPAjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9nhj_RPHLTo/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GOIjPAjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9nhj_RPHLTo/s400/DSC00251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268373978976551474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There, the skeleton of the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to be seen yet, but the progress is considered great, and I just wonder when the "Nexus" will be completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other pictures worth mentioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GPHpt8mI/AAAAAAAAAZE/T-BOtjt0ZLE/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0GPHpt8mI/AAAAAAAAAZE/T-BOtjt0ZLE/s400/DSC00254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268373995915178594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skypark Terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0H6dUSD3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/erYxhu5YPYU/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0H6dUSD3I/AAAAAAAAAZM/erYxhu5YPYU/s400/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268375839976853362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A premier destination? I hope it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0JZl8hnOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WI8LuqkeUD0/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0JZl8hnOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WI8LuqkeUD0/s400/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268377474380700898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skypark (Terminal 3) and Nexus as illustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now folks, until then, happy flying.&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-457928384109432142?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/457928384109432142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=457928384109432142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/457928384109432142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/457928384109432142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/terminal-3.html' title=':: terminal 3 ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SR0DIWd3Y1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/PUkEs8Z9EKY/s72-c/DSC00239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8002358658155446272</id><published>2008-11-14T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:12:09.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: joy ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm currenly reading on my newly aquired, spotless copy of Starbucks' New Store Opening Guide and is very very much confused over it. I have less than 5 weeks to prepare for what's supposed to be over 8 weeks. I need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pay a visit to the site on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am joining my fellow bunch of District Coffee Masters on the 20th, for a trip down south...just in Johor, for a visit. We are going to visit a coffee farm and it's going to be my first time actually visiting one, and have a peek at the drying, roasting and packaging...oh also, the brewing methods they use. Pretty exciting if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy times...busy times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...something to cheer me up...my first Christmas present!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SRxYkOPMdbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/UhXYk6tP5Hc/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SRxYkOPMdbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/UhXYk6tP5Hc/s400/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268183043437000114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tazo Joy. It's one of my favorite tea, second to Chai. It's an early gift, so I hope the giver still remembers my birthday and have another separate gift for it ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Joy, it's sweetly scented, thanks to the Darjeelings and Oolongs packed in it. There's also hints of tanin, from a result of over-steeping, but it's how I love it. Smells great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my first fedora too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SRxYHkqbtiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WCjPSSyflRw/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SRxYHkqbtiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WCjPSSyflRw/s400/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268182551240619554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those who knew that I'm fedora-hunting, here's one of the pieces I bought recently and was lazy to grab a picture of it, but...here it is. It has very fine copper linings, and seem to be randomly strewn over the hat. Now I just hope I can pull it off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, remember to smell the teas, before drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8002358658155446272?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8002358658155446272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8002358658155446272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8002358658155446272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8002358658155446272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/joy.html' title=':: joy ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SRxYkOPMdbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/UhXYk6tP5Hc/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5465232126791185173</id><published>2008-11-13T11:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:12:56.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: shopping ::'/><title type='text'>:: tin can surveillance ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.threadless.com/product/1509/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 474px;" src="http://media.threadless.com/product/1509/zoom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And to naively think that conversations are always private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's a cute design, which I might be buying once I get enough money. End of the year, quite a lot stuff to renew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2008 is going to come to an end, but I shall not start to pen down what I've done in the year 2008, but it's perhaps one of the most exciting one I had in recent years. I wish to close the year on a high, but now, I'm stressing myself out, although I guess I'm not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for 2009, yes...dream big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.threadless.com//product/1512/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 339px;" src="http://www.threadless.com//product/1512/zoom.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm spoilt for choices on which tee design to purchase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, live life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-5465232126791185173?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/5465232126791185173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=5465232126791185173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5465232126791185173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/5465232126791185173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/tin-can-surveillance.html' title=':: tin can surveillance ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6361118158264757951</id><published>2008-11-10T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:17:18.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: terminal stress ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have just a little over 1 month to prepare for a new Starbucks opening; Terminal 3 at the Subang Airport. I have yet to drive down to the location, as my car needs some fixing. I have however read about some developments going on around that area, and from the feedbacks I get from some customers that passed that way before...mentioned that it's going through quite a massive renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's planned to have a shopping+business area, and an up and coming business centre just opposite, which will be linked to Terminal 3 via a bridge. Sounds cool. All of those is on the horizon...which is good in a way, so I can plan ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to open a store and manage it. Starbucks gave me that opportunity and although my plan was dragged for quite long, but that's because of my own doing, which up to now, seem to have worked just the way I intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be travelling there and the areas around there once my car is fixed, and will get some pictures uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much work, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-6361118158264757951?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6361118158264757951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6361118158264757951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6361118158264757951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6361118158264757951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/terminal-stress.html' title=':: terminal stress ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3000927238022763728</id><published>2008-11-05T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:36:41.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: starbucks christmas ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dark Cherry Mocha Frappuccino for you? Or perhaps just the classic Toffee Nut Frappuccino? Something you will hear for the next couple of weeks as partners in Starbucks all over, keenly suggests to you our new range of sweet sweet treats. I hope my partners do suggest it to my customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SREE23abnbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ut1IRQs36_0/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SREE23abnbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ut1IRQs36_0/s400/DSC00219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264994780007079346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry for the dark picture, lights have to be turned off after operation hours to conserve energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipan is now prepared for the Christmas season, minus the song playing on the speakers since we have yet to receive our Christmas album. The door wreaths I think is hung a little too low and from an honest opinion, I would love it to be up higher since we will sometime have to use our backs to push against the door to open it when both our hands are full. Those balls...are soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not however, playing musical chairs, but cleaning the cafe rather. It's a big store, and I'm going to miss it. As to why, I shall keep it updated from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, please do enjoy a cup of HOT toffee nut latte which is one of my favorites. If you need a sugar spike, knock yourself out with the hot dark cherry mocha.&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/1561242343305116832-3000927238022763728?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3000927238022763728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3000927238022763728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3000927238022763728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3000927238022763728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/11/starbucks-christmas.html' title=':: starbucks christmas ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SREE23abnbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ut1IRQs36_0/s72-c/DSC00219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-480826261296863578</id><published>2008-10-30T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:50:54.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: comic ::</title><content type='html'>I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are a product of my amateur skills in Photoshop, and with some good online tutorials, couple with some extra time in my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQkfn4fSA5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/1Nst1-Py6Lo/s1600-h/sp1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQkfn4fSA5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/1Nst1-Py6Lo/s400/sp1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262772409598083986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of Sunway Pyramid 1 partners @ MOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was originally dark, but was fixed so it looks a bit brighter. However, with only limited array of colors, I can't make the picture vibrant enough to look...comical. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQkfocWmMVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/F4oJha7LFKI/s1600-h/DSC02052+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQkfocWmMVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/F4oJha7LFKI/s400/DSC02052+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262772419225334098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little girl is currently taken care by my mom, and the colors are slightly more vibrant than the first, but still, I find it lacking of colors. Added the frames, and some caption which I didn't know what else to write. I'm still browsing for more colorful pics in my pc and hopefully with enough time and practice, I can produce something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, alternatively...you can send me your colorful pictures for me to toy with. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adamtt.blogspot@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, happy editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-480826261296863578?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/480826261296863578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=480826261296863578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/480826261296863578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/480826261296863578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/comic.html' title=':: comic ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQkfn4fSA5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/1Nst1-Py6Lo/s72-c/sp1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7275103704339226472</id><published>2008-10-25T12:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:07:51.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: rainforest ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQKkGhbShBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PGd-QeM6gTA/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQKkGhbShBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PGd-QeM6gTA/s400/DSC00213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947746681160722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I finally get to taste the latest Black Apron Exclusive Starbucks have to offer, which is the Aged Sumatra. I'm quite a fan of Sumatra because the aroma reminds me of wet soil. It is not exactly a nice thing to smell, but coming from a coffee, I think it's perfectly alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always link the coffee I smell with something I draw in my mind, Gold Coast Blend example, reminds me of the salty sea air, and how robusta coffee reminds me of cheap, dry whisky. Verona, makes me think of frosted windows from a heavy rain outside. Weird I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for Aged Sumatra...smelling the aroma makes me think of the lush rain forest that just got drenched by a heavy downpour. The sun peeks through it's thick canopy and the wet soil starts to dry. It smells fresh and lively. That's what I smell, so given a chance, it may be different for you, and from what the books write. So don't blame me if you can't get similar experiences. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I woke up this morning, made myself a cup of Nescafe and turned on my PC, to realize I was tagged in a photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1511414_6911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1511414_6911.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Su-Anne. It's very thoughtful and that...made my morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, enjoy your cup of coffee, however you love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7275103704339226472?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7275103704339226472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7275103704339226472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7275103704339226472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7275103704339226472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainforest.html' title=':: rainforest ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SQKkGhbShBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PGd-QeM6gTA/s72-c/DSC00213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2314466934824782698</id><published>2008-10-15T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:36:49.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: heritage ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw this and I want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/53709289-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/53709289-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, it doesn't deliver to Malaysia and the closest is Singapore, which means I need to get my cousin to do the delivery from there. Extra work, extra money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going to MOS this Thursday, don't think I'm going to Quattro this Friday although I'm off on Saturday and Sunday. However, last minute changes are still possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, plan ahead.&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/1561242343305116832-2314466934824782698?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2314466934824782698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2314466934824782698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2314466934824782698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2314466934824782698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/heritage.html' title=':: heritage ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6981395253742260475</id><published>2008-10-13T08:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:06:29.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: world's best ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was walking into Giant Hypermarket in USJ, came across this, although it's not as great as the classic "Blue Screen of Death", here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPKZ1ysHHPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tJ2b9pW10bw/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPKZ1ysHHPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tJ2b9pW10bw/s400/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256432864513694962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's on every single tv screen in Giant, and yet it wasn't fixed for quite a while. Unlicensed software that prompted Windows to block it? I'm not quite sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, here's a better picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPKaWggTANI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HI9oRIIU3uw/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPKaWggTANI/AAAAAAAAAWk/HI9oRIIU3uw/s400/DSC00205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256433426567987410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a pretty bold statement, and something very challenging to live up to especially with over 117 stores nationwide alone. It's never easy to work in Starbucks, but it's always fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, grats to Old Town Kopitiam marking it's 100th store (I forgot where the 100th is located). Although I'm not a great fan of Old Town because of it's super sweet drinks, I'm quite impressed at how fast they grew in the past couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, they are our #2 competitor. Our #1 competitor of Starbucks has always been ourselves, the partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, have a cuppa.&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-6981395253742260475?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6981395253742260475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6981395253742260475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6981395253742260475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6981395253742260475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/snaps.html' title=':: world&apos;s best ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPKZ1ysHHPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tJ2b9pW10bw/s72-c/DSC00207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7069714955545088386</id><published>2008-10-11T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:59:31.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: dedication ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm catching a cold again. Work was long today, mainly because I wasn't feeling well and it was pretty much a drag, it then rained so heavily, I had to close a shutter so the rain don't go damaging a customer's laptop. That made my cold even worst. I missed my friend's open house, which serves great rendang last I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's a picture...dedicated to those that read my posts. For all your exams and assignments...this is what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPCiVyKToKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4QMkkQelA8M/s1600-h/Espresso+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPCiVyKToKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4QMkkQelA8M/s400/Espresso+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255879260267323554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture courtesy of link from dark roasted blend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until then, happy dripping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7069714955545088386?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7069714955545088386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7069714955545088386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7069714955545088386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7069714955545088386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/dedication.html' title=':: dedication ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SPCiVyKToKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/4QMkkQelA8M/s72-c/Espresso+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1335924608180390102</id><published>2008-10-10T20:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:35:08.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: mixed tape ::</title><content type='html'>So, finally...after a few months after it's opening, I finally stepped into Euphoria by Ministry of Sound, something I used to follow back in my college days, which saw the like of Paul van Dyk and Paul Oakenfold among many others take center stage. Gone were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed Tape. While the place is very very nicely setup, the songs played were good, with big beats all over but I just can't find my rhythm. *not to say I can actually dance very well la...just busting out random moves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just how Mix Tape is suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some pics of the night. *Sorry Boon Hui, for not asking permission to upload these*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_831992_1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_831992_1975.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_831995_2881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_831995_2881.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_831996_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_831996_3160.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832000_4256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832000_4256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832001_4532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832001_4532.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832020_808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832020_808.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832019_499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v350/36/80/559135749/n559135749_832019_499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are all from Starbucks. 3 different stores, 2 different districts, in 2 separate regions. Sunway Pyramid 1, Taipan and Summit. Weird how Sunway Pyramid 1 store is in a totally different region when it's just a mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the night was fun, many thanks to our host which was very hospitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I didn't smell smoked after coming back from MOS, a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, don't drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-1335924608180390102?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1335924608180390102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1335924608180390102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1335924608180390102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1335924608180390102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/mixed-tape.html' title=':: mixed tape ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6502048666440834602</id><published>2008-10-09T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:11:53.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: coffee murder ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SO3mfLYJQTI/AAAAAAAAAWM/J0XabKXchvE/s1600-h/havent-had-coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SO3mfLYJQTI/AAAAAAAAAWM/J0XabKXchvE/s400/havent-had-coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255109763515629874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh so true&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/1561242343305116832-6502048666440834602?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6502048666440834602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6502048666440834602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6502048666440834602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6502048666440834602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/coffee-murder.html' title=':: coffee murder ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SO3mfLYJQTI/AAAAAAAAAWM/J0XabKXchvE/s72-c/havent-had-coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4511972200830752843</id><published>2008-10-09T11:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:09:25.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: retro ::</title><content type='html'>Went to Velvet Underground yesterday for a round of retro-themed night with some friends, and it was enjoyable, being able to umm...relate to the music played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was retro, with a lot of big moves, but all I did was busting out random moves. The dancefloor was soon packed, but still with comfortable room to move around. Had a bottle of JW Black Label, but I didn't drink much from it, but it finished much faster than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in the club until 3am, then went to a nearby mamak, just a distant away and rambled about Starbucks, since we all have something in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in some highway, with a rambling girl from the start until I sent her back.  Had to drive on a slower speed as another fell asleep. *not that my car can go much much faster tho* Finally ended up back in Subang, safely...and reached home at 5am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a house-alarm that has been turned on since 8am. I felt like setting that house on fire and perhaps then the owner will be informed to disable the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euphoria tonight. Am close to being broke. Bleh. I need a pay rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Breaking Benjamin - Firefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Update*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448058_1665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448058_1665.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448068_5175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448068_5175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448094_5137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448094_5137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448057_1338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448057_1338.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448102_8509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448102_8509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448060_2352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448060_2352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448063_3419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v359/155/77/562668474/n562668474_1448063_3419.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-4511972200830752843?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4511972200830752843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4511972200830752843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4511972200830752843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4511972200830752843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/retro.html' title=':: retro ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1785387627370818780</id><published>2008-10-06T03:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:24:20.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: walking away ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked down a path, that seem to have no ending. The lights around me, flickering in the cloudy and gray sky. The trees were barren, and the wind haunting. As I walked down the road alone, I realized the air around me was stifling. I couldn't breathe. My steps grew heavier with every passing moment. The more I look, the less I see. I stopped. I prayed for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bench nearby, under a brightly lit streetlamp. I walked up to it, dusted the bench and sat. In a distant, I saw a figure of a girl. I fixed my gaze intently on that figure, trying to see it clearly, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up into the sky, the clouds were shifting and the moon shining bright. The silence of the night was broken by sound of the chilling wind. The figure is now clearly in my sight. Realizing it was the same figure that I have followed that lead me to this path, I stood up from the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I would never know what the ending will be if I followed the figure, deeper into the path she lead me into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On my playlist: Breaking Benjamin - Unknown Soldier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-1785387627370818780?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1785387627370818780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1785387627370818780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1785387627370818780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1785387627370818780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/walking-away.html' title=':: walking away ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3255906112568202877</id><published>2008-10-04T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:29:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: belacan ::</title><content type='html'>I woke up to the smell of belacan. Isn't exactly the best thing to smell in the morning, but it feels good to be able to smell again after having a blocked nose for the past couple of days. Although, it isn't a nice smell. Now I'm starting to cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, stay healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-3255906112568202877?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3255906112568202877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3255906112568202877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3255906112568202877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3255906112568202877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/belacan.html' title=':: belacan ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4268476822640826608</id><published>2008-10-04T12:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T12:57:13.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: fossil ::</title><content type='html'>With 2 senior partners and 1 undergoing training with them, I'm tasked to do the grease trap. The trap wasn't that bad and I didn't manage to find some fat monster inside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the base of the trap was covered in...grime. Pretty thick layer too. Took out a scrub and give it a good scrub and flood it up with water. I spend the remaining 30 minutes moving the hose around and sucking up the smaller bits of fossilized grease, or so I think it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Diana, my grease trap can be clean okay!! here's some picture to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FW7w89I/AAAAAAAAAV0/aGglkjArons/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FW7w89I/AAAAAAAAAV0/aGglkjArons/s400/DSC00198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156587290293202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FFJqS8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/dHeoO6T_sEA/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FFJqS8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/dHeoO6T_sEA/s400/DSC00196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156582516739010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FWvu8VI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6QEwHFSzd4E/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FWvu8VI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6QEwHFSzd4E/s400/DSC00199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156587239829842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FpX-2MI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nny3hMOTRTc/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FpX-2MI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nny3hMOTRTc/s400/DSC00202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156592240482498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, there might be some stains left in the inlets and outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my birthday is almost a month away, and I'm looking for a new watch, from Fossil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7ondemand7.scene7.com/is/image/FossilPartners/FS4249_main?$fossil_pdpdetail$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://s7ondemand7.scene7.com/is/image/FossilPartners/FS4249_main?$fossil_pdpdetail$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Accepting donations. Thank You.&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/1561242343305116832-4268476822640826608?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4268476822640826608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4268476822640826608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4268476822640826608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4268476822640826608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/10/fossil.html' title=':: fossil ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SOb2FW7w89I/AAAAAAAAAV0/aGglkjArons/s72-c/DSC00198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4706947081415040717</id><published>2008-09-30T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:38:56.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: sorethroat ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been sick for the past few days and have been missing out on my gym, and at the same time, not eating right. My throat is now going through short sharp pains, and my nose is semi-blocked. I took the old school Polaramin (spelling?) for my common cold and that little pink colored pill is making me drowsy. I'm pretty stoned at work and have to do my end of month paperwork, I hope my figures will be correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the brighter side of my common cold, my nose don't usually get blocked totally and I can pick up some scent, which I normally ignore. Coming to work, I manage to smell the cement from the little renovation with the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned on the air-conditioning, I picked up a scent, which I strongly believe is the gas, but I can't relate it. It just filled my nose and I busy myself with the pastries which I have to arrange in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner started the Astoria grinder (for our espresso machine) and the smell was very different from what I normally pick up. This time, I manage to smell a creamier, and smoother scent. The scent reminds me of vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to finish up my blog about the little trip I have in Pulau Perhentian, along with some pictures. I guess I'm going to get that done after I reach home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, enjoy the scents around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-4706947081415040717?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4706947081415040717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4706947081415040717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4706947081415040717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4706947081415040717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorethroat.html' title=':: sorethroat ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1356928724235407666</id><published>2008-09-28T12:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:57:25.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: of grease in a trap ::</title><content type='html'>Grease Trap. The bane of all who works in a F&amp;amp;B industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: Warning, the following pictures may be gross ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Restaurant and foodservice kitchens produce a lot of waste grease which is present in the drain lines from the various sinks dishwashers and cooking equipment such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Combi_oven&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Combi oven (page does not exist)"&gt;combi ovens&lt;/a&gt; and commercial &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wok" title="Wok"&gt;woks&lt;/a&gt;. This is known as "fats, oils, and grease" ( FOG ). If not removed the grease will congeal within the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sewer" title="Sewer"&gt;sewer&lt;/a&gt; and cause blockages and back-ups. For this reason, depending on the country, nearly all municipalities require commercial kitchen operations to fit some kind of interceptor device to collect the grease before it enters the sewer".&lt;/span&gt; -wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our bid to contribute positively back to the environment, we have this grease trap installed and it's just a mere square steel box in our kitchen area. It's function is very simple, one inlet, one trap and one outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't want to do out part in blocking the main drain and ending up polluting the water. So we clean it everyday...or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fats, oils, and grease have a very unique attribute, and I'm not going to elaborate much about it. Just take a look at this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8J3_DgQxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YkXKtwVGOwM/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8J3_DgQxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YkXKtwVGOwM/s400/DSC00178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250926547960873746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If left unchecked, it groups up into one massive layer of a very slippery substance. It's smooth to the touch and very very soft. It will however break at any moment, so tender and delicate handling is needed every single time. As a matter of fact, the hands are the best device to pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how we do it, we use the sieve to "fish" for any floating layers on the surface of the water, then go deep inside to scoop out the heavier parts which on the surface appears clean, but not quite on the bottom of the trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens when partners don't clean the trap properly, on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8LFc_Rr0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4O6IdmNQUks/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8LFc_Rr0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4O6IdmNQUks/s400/DSC00180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250927878846132034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you have it, some of the stuff fished out of the trap. Of course, it's not the orange plastic bag or the clear plastic cups. It's the dark, gooey and glossy patch in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our partner decided that she's going to have some fishing fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8MBlJUK3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/EHthmyBrsFE/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8MBlJUK3I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/EHthmyBrsFE/s400/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250928911827872626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Partner Zuliana trying to pull off a smile from the "freshly cut grass" scent the grease trap has to offer. I'm so proud of my partner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not manage to get a picture of a clean grease trap, since Zul unloaded some Neu Neu (multipurpose cleaning chemical) into the sink and ended up having a thick foamy bubble-filled sink...which eventually poured into the trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that pretty much sums up how a grease trap works and how it looks like when unattended for a couple of days. If it's cleaned on a daily basis, the water is still clear. Once a partner have gotten over the icky part of the grease trap which, it's no challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-1356928724235407666?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1356928724235407666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1356928724235407666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1356928724235407666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1356928724235407666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-grease-in-trap.html' title=':: of grease in a trap ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SN8J3_DgQxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YkXKtwVGOwM/s72-c/DSC00178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7907429226513905826</id><published>2008-09-26T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:06:57.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: worldwide air traffic ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;I'm not sure how accurate it is, but certainly worth a watch, to see just how congested airspace have become in Europe. However, take a look at South East Asia, Malaysia is pretty bright! That's good to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1XBwjQsOEeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1XBwjQsOEeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7907429226513905826?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7907429226513905826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7907429226513905826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7907429226513905826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7907429226513905826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=':: worldwide air traffic ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6046273586277465316</id><published>2008-09-24T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:47:00.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: perversion of paranoid populace ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over the month, DBH selected 5 finalist for their designs. They are now down to the top 3 finalist and I'm planning to get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/26452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/26452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The design will be wrapped around the shirt, and I like how the color and rustic appearance it will give. Besides, it's what we see through our eyes, and says alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/placement/26452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/placement/26452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second choice would be this, themed "Altitude Sickness". It looks great on print, but I'm not sure if it can actually be pulled off in a shirt. I'm not sure what type of material the print will be offering, as DBH offers 3 types. I hope it's mixed media with reflective ink that will give different tones, depending on the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/26574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/26574.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/placement/26574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/placement/26574.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 3rd choice would be this, Black Hole Sun. I fear the print will be too large for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/25168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/25168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/placement/25168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/placement/25168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, all of the prints are oversized. I guess I'm just going to stick with my first choice as it's simple yet says alot. The design is not subtle, yet it doesn't scream. I just have to wonder how much it will cost and if it's the winner, I have to wait another 3 weeks, which is not inclusive delivery. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all images sourced from &lt;a href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/"&gt;Design By Humans&lt;/a&gt;.&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/1561242343305116832-6046273586277465316?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6046273586277465316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6046273586277465316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6046273586277465316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6046273586277465316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/perversion-of-paranoid-populace.html' title=':: perversion of paranoid populace ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6463292623045872167</id><published>2008-09-23T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:56:06.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: our promise ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Working in Starbucks allow me to meet various types of people, and it's not limited to only physical appearances. To write a list on what kind of people I come across while working, Santa would be checking it more than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I shall share with you about customers who think money is nothing to them, they have to literally throw it. They can't seem to just put it down on the surface gently. Sometimes, this happens and given the amount of days and hours I work, this sometimes, become quite often. The one that can possibly anger me the most is when I stretch out my hands to take the money, only to see the customer throw it down. My hands too small is it? Or your money is too big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense, but remember...we are humans too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably they had a hard day at work, at home...and Starbucks, true to it's brand, is somewhere in between that they want to chill and relax. They came to the right place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at Starbucks go great lengths to ensure that the 3rd place is being created, every customer, every time. So that being said, no matter how hard you throw the money, we will still accept it, simply because money is money. We will also gratefully say "Thank You" and we will gladly give you back your change, in the palm of your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hands&lt;/span&gt;. Heck, we even smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...here's a tip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense, but remember...we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; make your drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, please leave the money on the surface. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: If you did, don't worry, we at Starbucks...don't hold grudges. We won't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-6463292623045872167?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6463292623045872167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6463292623045872167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6463292623045872167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6463292623045872167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-promise.html' title=':: our promise ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3149811107514798582</id><published>2008-09-21T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:18:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: mercy ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 3 in the morning and I just finished my supper. I was very hungry after work, and decided to get the Spicy Chicken from McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still resting from my meal, here's a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work. My store receive better sales, during the fasting month and I've been closing for the whole month up until now, since both my managers are Muslims and they need to go back to break their fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time in my store, is crunch time, and without fail...it will be busy after 10pm. It's as if by a natural occurrence that they will all converge in my store at that precise hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Jelly can be considered a hit, but it's too sweet for my liking, and dear friend of mine, Diana was in for a sweet sweet treat, so much so she could not take it. One reason is that it has caramel added inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few merchandises that caught my attention, besides the Bearista which I keep for my collection. I think up to now, I have over 20 of those bearistas, but almost half of them is with another friend of mine which I buy for her, some sort of pact. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SNaZLhOQdhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2w89_jQ6B6M/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SNaZLhOQdhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2w89_jQ6B6M/s400/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248550838922671634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the newest, Halloween themed Bearista. There's another one, but my store did not receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a tumbler worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SNaZnwX9z9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Z1gH-wKxW7M/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SNaZnwX9z9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/Z1gH-wKxW7M/s400/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248551324026261458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the past few months, we received new regular faces, and they come here to flip through their thick thick books, with big SPM title on it (so I think, hehe). The group grew larger and sometimes occupy the whole podium and additional tables around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are like a breath of fresh air to the store. Most of the time, it makes me smile while watching them go about, doing things with their friends with little worries up in their heads, except for the fact that their exams are closeby. It's great to have them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since their trials is on, and their SPM is just around the corner, I guess Taipan will be host to their study group. I apologize for the bone-chilling temperature. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to finish up my supper, 2 pieces of chicken left, and perhaps retire to bed. Got to read the latest happenings on the newspaper. Exciting times, exciting times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: didi, u can start a study group too. The store is huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-3149811107514798582?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3149811107514798582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3149811107514798582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3149811107514798582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3149811107514798582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/mercy.html' title=':: mercy ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SNaZLhOQdhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2w89_jQ6B6M/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-301890502317414517</id><published>2008-09-13T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:09:08.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: a little escape ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a few hours time, I will be leaving on a jet plane...but only to somewhere near, and close to home. Pulau Perhentian it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my second time to this island and I have to agree, that I'm still looking forward for it, because I love the feeling of being immersed in a calm ocean and just forgetting the world, even if it's for a short time. I always do that in a pool where I just remain motionless. The corals and the fish and of course, the ability to breathe makes it a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed this break, or so I guess. Work has been challenging for the past few months, and my personal life isn't all that flourishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family needed this also, we have more than 20 people going and the last time we organized such a trip was in Frasers Hills and I was 10? Yes, we aren't exactly close, and only meet up for Chinese New Year which from year to year, saw a widening gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope that this little trip will bring us closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I love the water, I love the sea and I love the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the flight is at 7.30am, I have to be there by 6.30am, which means I have to leave the house at 6.00am? Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, stay happy folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-301890502317414517?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/301890502317414517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=301890502317414517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/301890502317414517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/301890502317414517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-escape.html' title=':: a little escape ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-2346965398769911570</id><published>2008-09-08T11:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:51:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: growing old isn't optional, growing up is ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My work started as usual, and it was a Sunday, and it's the 7th too, so that means some weekly reports to be submitted. All is good, nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call and it was from one of my newly hired partner. She came for work on the 1st day and went M.I.A the next...and for the next...3 days, straight. She called up and explained things and so I said just come to work and draft an explanation letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came for work alright, and as usual...the normal training starts, and like all new partners, the espresso bar is off limits...so it's either the back of house, or the cafe seating area. I gave her the cafe. Everything went alright and it was time to clean the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at about 10pm, another partner of mine came asking where the new partner is...I then realize she is not in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just left in the middle of work. We are suppose to go back at 1am, but she went on her own beat and left at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she got confused with 01.00 and 10.00 and went back at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other 2 senior partners were dumbfounded, I was lost for words and my patience was bursting. She did not return, had she, I would have called her in, and put my "Star Skills" aside and make her cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Growing old is not optional, growing up isn't..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, things went on as normal, and had a little chat with someone close to my heart and was fairly okay after that and she did deliver me some good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy growing.&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/1561242343305116832-2346965398769911570?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/2346965398769911570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=2346965398769911570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2346965398769911570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/2346965398769911570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/growing-old-is-optional-growing-up-is.html' title=':: growing old isn&apos;t optional, growing up is ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7020523642868191672</id><published>2008-09-05T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:15:07.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: blik decals ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aHAuvWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/D1hZh1Qwa1E/s1600-h/corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aHAuvWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/D1hZh1Qwa1E/s400/corner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242400421538872674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, while I was browsing for more designs on tees by Threadless, I came across a link in their page which brought me to another wonderful site with amazing designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC8eVqR1rI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q07b4769OGo/s1600-h/yourphoto19-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC8eVqR1rI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q07b4769OGo/s400/yourphoto19-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242397195655829170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Threadless original designs are also available for decals on walls. Just thought of sharing some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aG4cmoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9gCKy_3ez_k/s1600-h/doremi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aG4cmoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9gCKy_3ez_k/s400/doremi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242400421504129666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aRhH-nI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cCHL-y_Y2hY/s1600-h/threadless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aRhH-nI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cCHL-y_Y2hY/s400/threadless1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242400424359098994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_anHEmdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dsWrs4gcxzE/s1600-h/threadless2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_anHEmdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/dsWrs4gcxzE/s400/threadless2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242400430155405778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_agYag8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ntsDcXR0BDU/s1600-h/threadless3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_agYag8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ntsDcXR0BDU/s400/threadless3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242400428349096898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the decals are easy to fix, some are quite hard, with several color combinations. Sadly, it does not deliver to Malaysia, unless you have friends over in the US or Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have re-stik (reusable) decals, glass decals and even auto decals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the link to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whatisblik.com/"&gt;What Is Blik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-7020523642868191672?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7020523642868191672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7020523642868191672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7020523642868191672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7020523642868191672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/blik-decals.html' title=':: blik decals ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SMC_aHAuvWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/D1hZh1Qwa1E/s72-c/corner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-674555638463864476</id><published>2008-09-04T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:57:52.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: sister's birthday ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September 16th, my lil sis birthday and she saw some of the urban tees that I browse online and she fell in love with a few...a few, but she can only get one for her birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few selections that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st. Where's My Happy Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shirt design is cute and simple to catch. Featuring the classic Lego man with the always smiling face. I guess sometimes when we wake up in the morning to kick start our day, we tend to lose the smiley face in our heap of problems and end up looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.uneetee.com/category/image/detcol_wheresMy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.uneetee.com/category/image/detcol_wheresMy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Online Retail: &lt;a href="http://www.uneetee.com/"&gt;Uneetee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd. Runnin Rhino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design features a very simple and straightforward meaning. Sometimes, things are just not meant to be, no matter how hard we try, we cannot change certain things in our lives and all we have to do is make peace with ourselves and our shortcomings, and even with surgery...it's only the shell, but deep deep inside us...nothing changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design however is cuter. Rhino trying to be a Unicorn, this can double up as a slimmin poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.threadless.com/product/1000/minizoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://media.threadless.com/product/1000/minizoom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3rd. Grandpa Cassette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hear these being mentioned over and over and over again, from our grandparents to our parents and even older colleagues or relatives. We can't deny that the what they say is true to a certain extent, but the good old days, remain as the good old days and nothing more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.threadless.com/product/1397/minizoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://media.threadless.com/product/1397/minizoom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both the design are from the same retailer. You can browse them @ &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/"&gt;Threadless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go now. Until then, happy browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-674555638463864476?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/674555638463864476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=674555638463864476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/674555638463864476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/674555638463864476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/sisters-birthday.html' title=':: sister&apos;s birthday ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6034494127910189111</id><published>2008-09-04T02:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T03:00:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: of shoes ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was raining, and I was just bored. I recalled that my white shoe has some stains after a night out @ Space. Fortunately, they are easily removed with some mild warm cleansing solution. Note: not detergent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then decided to take a picture of it, but continued to have a look at my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an avid shoe collector, since I only have one for each occasion and I'm still looking for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share some of the shoes I have, taken with my 2.omp camera phone, so don't mind the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my working shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7U7VzA2bI/AAAAAAAAANI/0tlwhjyFoTc/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7U7VzA2bI/AAAAAAAAANI/0tlwhjyFoTc/s400/DSC00156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241861132234316210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing spectacular, and it's worn...well, almost. It's quite light in contrast to its huge size and comfortable. One thing I don't like is how the little fabric is starting to peel from the sides of the leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whipped cream, espresso shots, milk, grease trap water, syrups among many others have came in contact with this shoe and I still wipe it off right after. I don't however bother to polish it. Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's another shoe which I wear often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7WIDfaWbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fVFHrhWRNOY/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7WIDfaWbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fVFHrhWRNOY/s400/DSC00151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241862450170190258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My trusty pair of gold adicolor. I first thought the color was over the top, but I somehow loved it and to see another pair on the street is quite rare. The stripes can be changed and when I bought it, it came with white, black, red and silver stripes that can be slotted into the shoe's plastic housing. I forgot where I left the other colors and I found white to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shoes have gone to many many places, from the clean to the downright dirty streets, from walking, to running and in the clubs, while busting out random moves. It has gone places, and will keep going. At least that's what it was meant to be, a pair of trusty sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After constant use, the shoe is still in good condition, but the white stripes cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7W59e5VBI/AAAAAAAAANY/RJPDERKkGiU/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7W59e5VBI/AAAAAAAAANY/RJPDERKkGiU/s400/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241863307550872594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I somehow don't plan to change the stripes just yet and I shall stick with the cracked plastic insert. The housing however remains in good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my training shoes, the Nike Free 7.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7XyR2axwI/AAAAAAAAANg/_jZBNDWHSEQ/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7XyR2axwI/AAAAAAAAANg/_jZBNDWHSEQ/s400/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241864275090917122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7YtBNOH3I/AAAAAAAAANo/WDnxRGkOtSQ/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7YtBNOH3I/AAAAAAAAANo/WDnxRGkOtSQ/s400/DSC00148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241865284235435890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's duo toned, with red on the outer sides and black in the inner. I don't like the bold logo printed on it, but I liked how the color was played out and how the shoe felt. Putting it on is like putting nothing on the feet but with so much comfort. It's extremely light and flexible. I like the logo design on the strap tho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last shoe is the one I cleaned. It's plain and simple which is why I got it. It's from Polo and it's perhaps their only white shoe, from the last time when I saw it on the shelf that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7ZlLQKzfI/AAAAAAAAANw/cJbrjPTwhYs/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7ZlLQKzfI/AAAAAAAAANw/cJbrjPTwhYs/s400/DSC00144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866249004830194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7ZlcLjVMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_ItkWbGITyM/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7ZlcLjVMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_ItkWbGITyM/s400/DSC00149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866253548868802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shopped quite a bit, while looking for a white shoe, and Zara had  a few good selections along with Lacoste which was excellent, but a little pricey. Lacoste however has exclusivity which only have a limited amount of sizes made for each design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my flip-flops which doesn't actually make the sound, much to its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7bDOCTl6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/IpyrkOHhPCQ/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7bDOCTl6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/IpyrkOHhPCQ/s400/DSC00157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241867864659695522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7bDUkzG2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BWcqYuaB_Pk/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7bDUkzG2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BWcqYuaB_Pk/s400/DSC00158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241867866414979938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crocs Capri is very very comfortable and light, actually...very light. It has a very thick heel and soft which cushions every step. This is the only pair of footwear which was not purchased by me. It has a canvas strap which adds to the comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an impulse shopper and when it comes to shoes, I first look it up the internet for a few good weeks, comparing and comparing and what else, compare it even more. Then I call up the stores to see if they still carry the design and head on down to the shops, try it on, then go home and finally decide on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all I have...and still looking for one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-6034494127910189111?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6034494127910189111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6034494127910189111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6034494127910189111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6034494127910189111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-shoes.html' title=':: of shoes ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SL7U7VzA2bI/AAAAAAAAANI/0tlwhjyFoTc/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8232830184269552841</id><published>2008-09-01T04:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T04:57:22.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: all in a day's work ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My eyes can barely open, it's now 4.00am in the morning and I just reached home. Closing the store during the end of month is always full of worries and uncertainties, mostly due to the figures that don't always look that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long long day, much thanks to the counting and counting and re-counting of items and compare it against whats sold and whats used to determine if something's missing. It's a lot of work, and its the same old routine every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say, August didn't close pretty well, in terms of the sales, and then with increase of several goods, and loose inventory control, our cost of goods rose to a substantial amount. In summary, it is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the brighter side of my work, avid blogger-friend-starbucks supporter-and the list can go on &lt;a href="http://mchllchn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt; came visiting, with her entourage of friends, which coincidentally are regulars.  I'm not sure however, which one of them got the Tall-sized mug from the Merdeka promotion the store did. Oh, another thing to add, is prolly "mentor" as I'm going to be pestering her most likely for stuff on a Nikon dSLR, when I get one that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mich, I shall see when is the seasonal clearance sale for Starbucks and perhaps...get some nice merchandises. Christmas is a sure bet that the merchandises will be excellent. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracking back to a few hours as people are ushering the Merdeka day, ex-partner &lt;a href="http://singlemingleme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diana&lt;/a&gt; and her bf Wei Khong came to the store. It was 1.30am and chef salad was on her mind. Talk about eating healthily first thing in the morning (when the sun is still sleeping). Oh btw...selamat berpuasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didi, cut down on the sticks. not just the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September...I will be having a blast, considering the fact that we have very limited resources in a certain area and I have to clear my annual leave. Counting on the days that I will be in Pulau Perhentian where I will just jump into the sea and have the world embrace me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Starbucks Taipan is hiring, and help spread the word around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, may the country embrace its newborn democracy, with less talk and more action...from either side of the party, and let the rakyat determine who's better in running the country. 51 years Malaysia, we are watching and words can only mean so much. Don't just say it, prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8232830184269552841?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8232830184269552841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8232830184269552841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8232830184269552841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8232830184269552841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-in-days-work.html' title=':: all in a day&apos;s work ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3913229226172630383</id><published>2008-08-27T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:31:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: fallout 3 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August 27th....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been raining, raining and raining. In the morning, in the afternoon, in the evening, and now, even as I'm about to retire to my bed. But but, I can't complain. The entire day has been cool. I love the sun, but I love the rain too. I just hate the in between gloomy skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the sun, there's this game that strikes a very emotional chord in my mind, and that's Fallout 3. Fallout is in summary about an adventure out of the protective vault, into the open, under the sun, into the radiation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is, I have stop playing computer games for the past 3 years and even if I really do play it, it's only Need For Speed titles because it's something I grew up with. Other than that, I don't plan to return to my gaming life, especially when it comes to MMORPGs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember how Fallout came to be, and in essence a post apocalyptic nuclear game. It was a cult classic. It was 2D, it was turn-based, and most of all, it was addictive. Even more so with only very simple and basic commands, and movements, the music, the environment...was all perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Fallout 2, which was just as good. It delivered. Same old 2D graphics and turn based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other spin-offs, but nonetheless fun...however they didn't hold ranks unlike the original 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...on October 28th, 2008...Fallout 3 goes live in North America...north...america...it's half a world away, but since I'm in Malaysia, I have a certain "party" to look for for the title. I guess I will have to wait until November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 3 months from now. Immensely long wait. Then again, if I have waited over a decade for a new title, I think I can wait for another 3 months. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that want to know what's the buzz about, do check it out &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rg9t7uXkLyA&amp;amp;fmt=18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a game trailer and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.bethsoft.com/fo3/fallout.wmv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the superb teaser trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-3913229226172630383?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3913229226172630383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3913229226172630383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3913229226172630383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3913229226172630383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/08/fallout-3.html' title=':: fallout 3 ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-888052057148644572</id><published>2008-08-24T12:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:37:41.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: lost in Space ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a while, since I last ventured into Asian Heritage Row...or rather, the clubs around that place. Venture? Yes...that's because every trip down that row, will be different from the previous. In a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was headed to Space with some of my friends from Starbucks Summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as the street start to live up to its reputation, I was at seated at a mamak nearby Space. There across the table, was one group of well dressed girls, ready to call the club theirs. One caught my attention, much thanks to them alerting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she was, seated facing us...and we exchanged brief glances, until one moment in time...where 5 seconds &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt; of bliss, and the world around us seem to have faded away. Her gaze was mesmerizing. We exchanged smiles and continued with our own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her entourage then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we headed down to Space and was granted a V.I.P seating area thanks to Aliaa and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ourselves a bucket of beer, which we didn't know it was free flow of Jack Daniels? From how the hammer looked like...2 of it for the VIP area....WTF WTH! But then again I was driving, so nah, I'm a responsible drinker...at least thats what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around the platform and then someone caught my eyes, we exchanged glances and it was that very girl from earlier. I toasted my bottle of Tuborg (yesh) while she was taking a sip and we exchanged glances and smiles. A few, no...quite a lot actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to move in as she was in the middle of a bunch of girls and some huge dude which was clearly drunk, constantly asking them to down their drinks...I wish he will just dissapear when I blink my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night continued to dance its way away, to House, and I did little but bust out random moves, with the threads of my shirt glowing from the light, I reckoned I looked like a floating shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she was seated alone, at about 2.30am, I approached her and ask her to join the group in the dance floor...she looked tipsy and I believe she had a bit too much to drink. I ask her if she was feeling alright? Indeed she said she's tipsy, so I said its ok and told her to take care of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I then walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realized I made such a stupid blunder. I forgot to introduce myself! It was very unlikely of me. Heck I didn't even ask for hers. Now I feel stupid all over. I went back with my friends, not knowing the girl, and all we did was just flirting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, in Space&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/1561242343305116832-888052057148644572?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/888052057148644572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=888052057148644572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/888052057148644572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/888052057148644572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/08/lost-in-space.html' title=':: lost in Space ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7001762902883040786</id><published>2008-08-18T12:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T02:30:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: of kittens ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:: 18th August ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-anmSNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OWxjUg8q6dk/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-anmSNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OWxjUg8q6dk/s400/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235740203836393682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining cats and dogs, in the morning. Fortunately, I was asleep...much to my annoyance, the power went out, and I'm forced to wake up...as I prepared my morning ritual with a cup of Nescafe, my mom told me she spotted 4 kittens in a corner of our house, 3 black, one grey-ish...she asked me to check if they are....dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I'm not a fan of cats, but then again, a life...is still a life. So I went over to check them out, and realize that all of them are still alive...and shivering in the cold. It was still raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rummage through my room for a box, and found an old shoebox which was used to keep my Polo shoe...took it out, lined it with paper and took a towel...strapped myself with a rubber glove (they are wet and they smell bad, so don't blame me) and pick them by the neck and place them in the box, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't however manage to capture a pic of them in their original spots, but here's some snaps of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDfIEffgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MvQcdT8Q5FU/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDfIEffgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MvQcdT8Q5FU/s400/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719875072065026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDfTNhk1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/SiBl7eB07MA/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDfTNhk1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/SiBl7eB07MA/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719878062740306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDfzjgw0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/7aQgc9rBkjg/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDfzjgw0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/7aQgc9rBkjg/s400/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719886744896322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDgOtu07I/AAAAAAAAAMg/fZb55_yRR_M/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDgOtu07I/AAAAAAAAAMg/fZb55_yRR_M/s400/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719894035518386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDgfaZbgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/otV0fZotv6o/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkDgfaZbgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/otV0fZotv6o/s400/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235719898517827074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope their mother comes back to redeem them, as I don't have the resources to keep them alive...no wait, I just don't know what to do next. I hope the sun will shine on them and keep them warm and dry as they cuddle up while awaiting their mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I hope nature play its role now, since there's nothing much that can be done from my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: An Update ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-anmSNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OWxjUg8q6dk/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-anmSNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OWxjUg8q6dk/s400/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235740203836393682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-m0Q0LI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Tt520J3jOcE/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-m0Q0LI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Tt520J3jOcE/s400/DSC00078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235740207110738098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV--lo_1I/AAAAAAAAANA/uq-bLaPtfrE/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV--lo_1I/AAAAAAAAANA/uq-bLaPtfrE/s400/DSC00080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235740213491859282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7001762902883040786?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7001762902883040786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7001762902883040786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7001762902883040786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7001762902883040786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-kittens.html' title=':: of kittens ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SKkV-anmSNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OWxjUg8q6dk/s72-c/DSC00079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4591297113966743902</id><published>2008-08-07T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:35:07.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: sticker book ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every single person living in this world, has different views on life, and has their own terms of life...mine, can't be any simpler than how I see it...a sticker book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; sticker book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit it that it's the kids that taught me to see it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids have their fascination over stickers and the many varieties in it. They stick as if telling a story on their own and pride themselves with the collections and how it's arranged (can't call it arrangement, but hey, they are kids...mess is art to them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one kid, peeled off a sticker and left it on the floor. I went to ask the kid, why did she leave the sticker on the floor and not in the book??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not nice ady ma, so don't put it in lo...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, they say the most innocent things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, life is full of colors, full of people, full of events, accomplishments, achievements, failures and the list goes on and on and on...think of them as small stickers that will be on that book, but never permanent...unless we choose to leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what if the memory is carved so deep, it's almost impossible to erase it? I heard people saying, if you can't remove it, maybe it's meant to be there? That means that no matter how bad or how good the memory was, there's no chance to have a better one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just stick a bigger one over it lo!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; says another kid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only life can be THAT simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stickers or no stickers, the book representing the life, has to be kept in order. Because a torn book, will not bring the stickers into full glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until then...I believe we have to just give others a chance to carve memories or stickers into us, rather than have it replaced...on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: my mom babysits. &lt;/span&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-4591297113966743902?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4591297113966743902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4591297113966743902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4591297113966743902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4591297113966743902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/08/sticker-book.html' title=':: sticker book ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6311116008550951124</id><published>2008-08-06T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:03:54.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: vintage ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vintage items always seems to strike a feeling without fail. I love vintage pictures, and those that are framed up in restaurants and bars always appeals to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this vintage poster site, although there are sites with larger prints, this one is all nicely arranged into one...do take note, they are mostly related to either food or beverage. I love those travel destinations best, but then they are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/conga.html"&gt;Vintage Posters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into details how they are produced, but they sure look great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorites (pictures sourced from the same site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/74.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marmite, ah the good old times when we need a vege soup fix and the greenish-black paste actually turns out to be something tasty. As for Chinese food, there's something called Marmite Crab. It's different, but I couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/73.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolates...Nestle's...need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One can do no crime mixing chocolates with this, however I have to admit, I've only ate chocolates with fillings from it, shaped like a bottle. Lovely. It dries my throat tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bobstaake.com/posters/216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure, but maybe Oktoberfest now carries a different theme??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-6311116008550951124?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6311116008550951124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6311116008550951124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6311116008550951124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6311116008550951124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/08/vintage.html' title=':: vintage ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1806224583305992154</id><published>2008-08-03T00:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:32:39.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: i stand alone ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SJST0BmR83I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ldjWHsGpBAA/s1600-h/one_soul_by_kirnilmizi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SJST0BmR83I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ldjWHsGpBAA/s400/one_soul_by_kirnilmizi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229967589275464562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture courtesy: &lt;a href="http://kirnilmizi.deviantart.com/art/one-soul-93562130"&gt;kirnilmizi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August, no better way to start it, than with a bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has never been more exciting. I was blessed with having 15 off days in the month of August, reduced to 10. I have another 14 Annual Leave days to clear. Bravo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an inconvenient incident, my schedule was changed...but...I'm not complaining, since too many off days means too many days spent window shopping and knowing me, I'd probably spend more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words from my partner Zuliana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Stop shopping already! You're turning into a woman..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall stop shopping...I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;"...and find yourself a girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, I don't plan to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need is a glass of -1c beer off the tap...no wait, glasses of it. I miss my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt; drinking days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August is going to be a month of hiring. Called up 2 candidates, one which wanted to work, but did not turn up for the interview...his loss. Another turned up. She...can only work until January, and she's leaving on a jet plane to New Zealand to further her studies. On the positive side, she can work 5 days a week, but only on weekdays. I'm going to need to ask several questions more, before proceeding with her 2nd interview. Oh, another plus...she worked with Air Asia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August is going to be a month of plenty implementation, and some adjustment of my ordering in stock levels. It seems I carried too much stocks on hand, I admit, it was my doing...but then I can explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanations, yes...sometimes explanations just don't come when it's needed. Well, at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone now, wondering what hit me, or could it be, nothing hit me, but instead...just dissipated? The passion, the fire, the energy...is all but gone. Alas, I'm not talking about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone now, looking into the wall where all my thoughts were drawn on it. The wall is colorful, full of life, full of hope, full of love...but...it's all on the wall. Until I find someone ready to take it off the wall, it will stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone now, in a river...pick up a smooth stone, toss it up in the air and catch it back. I take one deep breath, and look up. I placed the stone back into the river and leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I walk upstream. It's the only way to go for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-1806224583305992154?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1806224583305992154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1806224583305992154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1806224583305992154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1806224583305992154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-stand-alone.html' title=':: i stand alone ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SJST0BmR83I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ldjWHsGpBAA/s72-c/one_soul_by_kirnilmizi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7528984063604810881</id><published>2008-07-31T12:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:37:28.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: let it die ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another month has passed…a month with a few ups, and plenty downs. Here are the things that happened to me in August&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work, has never been easier…with my DCM certification, after a Coffee Series Presentation, I manage to be certified as a District Coffee Master, and I hope the stuff I’m to get as a DCM comes as soon as possible. Now to help out fellow SCM, that is targeting to be a DCM.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coffee Master Program is kicking in on 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August, but as of now, only minor preparations are being made. Well, at least it’s better than none at all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A lot of people movement in the store, especially in the management team. We welcomed Hisham in June, which was my Store Manager while I was in Summit. Speaking of Summit, ex-partner Diana came visiting with her boyfriend for help with his assignments, and “getting” drinks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of visits, Peter and Evelyn came visiting, and playing Monopoly with the sometimes annoying sound when a transaction is made using their plastic cards in Monopoly. They always “book” the long table, since it can fit the board, along with some drinks and thanks for the Macadamia.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Didi, Tiger on you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 other managers also came to Taipan, one Eleen which was an ex-partner in Starbucks Midvalley, when it was under Kay, say 2-3 years back? Now she’s an Assistant Manager, but is to work in Starbucks Midvalley again after her training in Starbucks Taipan. She sure has a lot to share, especially when it comes to Starbucks Midvalley and the partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rahida, a Shift Supervisor from KLCC Convention Centre. First thing that I noticed is a neatly arranged BOH, with all my 5lb beans labeled and neatly stacked. Unlike Eleen which will be based in MV, Rahida will be based in Starbucks Taipan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This month, Starbucks Taipan will also bid farewell to partner Michelle, as she will further her studies. You will be missed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Kenari still has that little dent on the left back, as I have yet to get it knocked back. My front bumper and bar is still crooked. Alignment is fixed tho. Fixed my radio which was malfunctioning…but my speaker is still cranky, the left one and for those that sat in my car before, knows what I mean by not pressing his/her left leg on the door.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I also hit an emotional low, and would like to thank those that have been with me, listening.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m not sure what to expect from August, but I’m going to be rotting at home, since I have to clear my leaves and rest days which was carried forward. As of now, I’m only working for 10 days in the month of August. Honestly, I don’t mind working. Oh well, I do believe I will be a little bit busier especially with DCM and the possibilities of conducting some coffee series, helping her out. Looking forward for the&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Coffee Master Program challenge this 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; in Starbucks Berjaya Times Square 1.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;. I hope it’s remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm, before I forget, here’s the list of some songs which played in my playlist, over and over and over *order of songs means something* ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Flyleaf – All Around Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Frankie J &amp;amp; Baby Bash – Obsession&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris Daughtry – What About Now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Three Days Grace – Let It Die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;One Republic – Angel of Mercy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Seether – Rise Above This&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Colby O Donis – What You Got (Acoustic version too)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;30 Seconds to Mars – Beautiful Lie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;J Holiday – Bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7528984063604810881?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7528984063604810881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7528984063604810881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7528984063604810881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7528984063604810881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/let-it-die_31.html' title=':: let it die ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-882352223959937303</id><published>2008-07-26T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:54:17.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: district coffee master certification ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;july 25th 9.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nerve wrecking experience for me, especially in the days prior to the presentation, gathering figures and preparing my presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time came, and I gave my presentation to 2 panel of judges. I was so keen on presenting my figures and what I can do as a DCM, I actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one component in coffee tasting, which was food pairing!! Halfway into the presentation, I remembered that my chocolate was there and it was too late to revert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about my Coffee Passport! A tiny yet thick book reflecting on my journey in coffee tasting, I neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for what I've missed, I made up with analysis of current performance of my store and the district, along with what I can do, and yes, they were impressed...not because of how complex the figures were, but how simple it was to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Fortunately, I passed! I'm now a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;District Coffee Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Now, the real work begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working with my fellow DCM to be...she's more passionate than me, more committed, and more enthusiastic. I'm very sure that having her in my Coffee Series will certainly boost our performance in the district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure, we are going to challenge for Coffee Ambassador. But somewhere along the line, we will be working as a team and challenge ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be busier...especially with conducting classes, facilitating workshops, traveling to store openings...and the list goes on. Through it all, I know that I have her to support me and push me as we push each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a door has now been opened...leading to more doors and less time...challenging? Aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy brewing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-882352223959937303?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/882352223959937303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=882352223959937303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/882352223959937303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/882352223959937303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/district-coffee-master-certification.html' title=':: district coffee master certification ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-7517922864454880910</id><published>2008-07-24T02:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:05:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: dark knight ::</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I went to watch the much hyped Dark Knight with my sister and her friends...my conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was...wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plots, the twists and Joker...all lived up to the hype...but...I felt that way because I compared it with previous Batman movies with cheesy acting and cheesy lines...in dark dark theme...to see the city like in DK, is refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plots and twists are however winners...everything fell into pieces perfectly at the crafting of Joker, which was excellently portrayed...at a point, he seems too...perfect that he can not go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, up to now, it's the movie of the summer for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and...check this cool site out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bomomo.com/"&gt;bomomo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun painting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-7517922864454880910?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/7517922864454880910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=7517922864454880910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7517922864454880910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/7517922864454880910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title=':: dark knight ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4896889339053432955</id><published>2008-07-24T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T02:48:44.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: stereotypes ::</title><content type='html'>Didi, contrary to popular believe, guys...shop and I don't see the point in hiding that as a part of me...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-4896889339053432955?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4896889339053432955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4896889339053432955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4896889339053432955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4896889339053432955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/stereotypes.html' title=':: stereotypes ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-5695437223802726841</id><published>2008-07-24T02:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T01:47:06.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: polo obsession ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's not new, but I just got it couple of days back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId3ExTmwuI/AAAAAAAAALo/mDZ4YQzUogA/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId3ExTmwuI/AAAAAAAAALo/mDZ4YQzUogA/s400/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226276816425501410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Polo Blue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my DKNY Be Delicious...well, I think that got to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have to admit, I have started to collect some collared Polo cos it fits me, and its hard to find something that fits me because of my ever skinny frame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId6XsBcakI/AAAAAAAAALw/PVUFTMqY5Cg/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId6XsBcakI/AAAAAAAAALw/PVUFTMqY5Cg/s400/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226280439959546434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's 3 Polo, and a shoe, but then again its over the span of a few months... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Note: I only get Black from Polo, which I don't know why...but as for other colors, I look elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId6udjHEaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O00VQP8Wo3E/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId6udjHEaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O00VQP8Wo3E/s400/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226280831211213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A piece from Esprit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough shopping for this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spotted a nice shade of brown, collared tee in PDI...guess I'm gonna pay it a visit...soon...soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I shop.&lt;div 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::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SId3ExTmwuI/AAAAAAAAALo/mDZ4YQzUogA/s72-c/DSC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-1113975355684483897</id><published>2008-07-23T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:38:27.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: martell ::</title><content type='html'>Here's to neko's inquiry, whos Martell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SIcrErn_v1I/AAAAAAAAALg/5BMFVGtEmWs/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SIcrErn_v1I/AAAAAAAAALg/5BMFVGtEmWs/s400/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226193252016701266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is she, one of which I have drank, good till the last drop. It's an ancient bottle tho, many many years back and that's how long I've not sip a cognac. Drinking it neat, is the only way I enjoy it and since I don't normally put ice in my cognac, 3 cubes is max. I don't know why 3 tho. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reminds me a whole lot of things...but oh well, it's quite long ago...and I shall leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, happy drinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-1113975355684483897?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/1113975355684483897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=1113975355684483897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1113975355684483897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/1113975355684483897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/martell.html' title=':: martell ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SIcrErn_v1I/AAAAAAAAALg/5BMFVGtEmWs/s72-c/DSC00043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-6844163969371804694</id><published>2008-07-22T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:22:06.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: dcm presentation ::</title><content type='html'>I still haven't come up with a creative coffee tasting, heck, I haven't even get chocolates for the pairing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my DCM will be the Coffee Master Program challenge...more coffee stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, was listening to some online radio and this song came into play....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seether - Rise Above This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take the light and darken everything around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Call the clouds and listen closely I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Call your name every day when I feel so helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hate the mind, regrets are better left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For all we know, this void will grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And everything's in vain, distressing you though it leaves me open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Feels so right, but I'll end this all before it gets me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Call your name every day when I feel so helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Call your name every day when I seem so helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've fallen down, and I'll rise above this, rise above this doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll mend myself before it gets me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'll mend myself before it gets me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll mend myself before it gets me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'll mend myself before it gets me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Call your name every day when I feel so helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forty eight ways to say that I'm feelin' helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm Falling down, falling down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rise above this, rise above this doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, it reminds me of Martell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I shall rise above this...and yes, Martell would do just fine. I miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-6844163969371804694?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/6844163969371804694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=6844163969371804694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6844163969371804694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/6844163969371804694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/dcm-presentation.html' title=':: dcm presentation ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-3807397695900962954</id><published>2008-07-17T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:18:40.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: coffee coffee &amp; more coffee ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taking a focus on work, oh dear, what an exciting month it has been...albeit being slower on sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come this 25th June, I will be having my District Coffee Master presentation. It was a relief, much indeed that I've passed my Coffee Series Presentation, which is the tougher of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another relief, I don't have to talk too much about the coffee, but rather what I have done as a Store Coffee Master, and with my Assistant Manager position, and if I become a District Coffee Master, what would I do to improve the bean sales for my store, and also for my district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough feat? I don't think so, since its never one-man's job. I have another DCM, up and coming, of whom is more passionate than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we both can collaborate together to come up with events and ideas since the both of us will also nail the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My presentation is done halfway, I just need figures and make a graph or chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coffee for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come this 11th August, is another challenge...this time as a team of 4 partners, one of them me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's just a Q&amp;amp;A challenge, its NOT just another Q&amp;amp;A session, but I see it as a way to foster a more cohesive district effort in enhancing our coffee passion, something that gets lost in the way, the longer we work with the brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion needs to be flamed. My challenge to take on DCM and participate in the Coffee Master Program Q&amp;amp;A seems to take up alot of my personal time, but hey...a passion, liken to fire, needs time to build...and maintained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely glad that I'm never alone in this. My peers, my superiors even the one closest to me, is on the same page. So I'm my own enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-3807397695900962954?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/3807397695900962954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=3807397695900962954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3807397695900962954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/3807397695900962954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/coffee-coffee-more-coffee.html' title=':: coffee coffee &amp; more coffee ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4019493306745796317</id><published>2008-07-09T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:42:12.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: diablo 3 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was casually browsing, looking at some comics about gaming, I stumbled upon a past, much of it still brings back memories, oh it was memories that knocks at me...telling me how silly I was once, to have spent a major chunk of my time...indulging in this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHOU1utCpGI/AAAAAAAAALA/oXxFZL_hErs/s1600-h/diablo-lord-of-dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHOU1utCpGI/AAAAAAAAALA/oXxFZL_hErs/s400/diablo-lord-of-dark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680043843462242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pure click to kill games, and mind you, a lot of clicking. I can still remember back when we still use FLOPPY DISKS to copy our character and bring it to a cybercafe and play it over LAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abuse it further with duping of items, using the LAN Multiplayer option. Haha. Good times...good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all good things must come to an end they say heh...but nooooo, now comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHOWMGsIpdI/AAAAAAAAALI/HZYdh_2eUaM/s1600-h/wall3-800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHOWMGsIpdI/AAAAAAAAALI/HZYdh_2eUaM/s400/wall3-800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681527750862290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graphics from the look of it is superb...but the cinematic as always blurs the line of CGI and reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not going to throw my life away for this again...sorry to disappoint you Blizzard. I gave up on World of Warcraft and I don't plan to start an addiction on Diablo 3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can easily find more details in http://www.blizzard.com/diablo3/index.xml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the cinematic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Fallout 3, which has a cult following. Between the 2, I'd buy both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, considering how old my computer is, I don't think I'm going to enjoy either of the games, even with the lowest of resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I believe &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;she&lt;/span&gt; won't want me spend time on it, and I believe she knows better. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So Diablo 3 and Fallout 3, I'm so sorry, I won't have enough time in my hands to spend on the both of you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have work, my life, my relationship&lt;/span&gt;...I promise, however, I will read about you two over the internet and listen to my friends boast...just like how World of Warcraft was told. I left WoW for good, and I don't plan to get back at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, happy slaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1561242343305116832-4019493306745796317?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4019493306745796317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4019493306745796317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4019493306745796317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4019493306745796317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/diablo-3.html' title=':: diablo 3 ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHOU1utCpGI/AAAAAAAAALA/oXxFZL_hErs/s72-c/diablo-lord-of-dark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-8484242871821114140</id><published>2008-07-08T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:22:41.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: merchandises ::</title><content type='html'>Couple of weeks ago, I said that I will abstain myself from caffeine, and up to now, I've been doing fine, but still consuming coffee mainly because of the health benefits but definitely lesser now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been okay, not that great considering the fact that July has been a slow start for my store, and nothing much has happened, besides a new competitor and the fuel price hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car has been fixed, although its just the alignment of the car. The physical damage is still there, and a crooked bar is still obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was interesting, and very nice indeed, as I was exchanging texts with my baby as everyday goes...but she gave me a blog add which was very...interesting and sells very nice looking toys...I must say, she's suggesting something. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apart from that, I did the merchandise wall which was in dire need of a rearrangement because Emmelyn from SSC said that the wall, is a bit mismatched. Sorry for not being able to take a before / after photo, but this is how my walls look like at the end of the arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHM_gaotW2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/n1WpEgZ4Ou0/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHM_gaotW2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/n1WpEgZ4Ou0/s400/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220586219190967138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all for now, a little update on July so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1561242343305116832-8484242871821114140?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/8484242871821114140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=8484242871821114140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8484242871821114140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/8484242871821114140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/merchandises.html' title=':: merchandises ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SHM_gaotW2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/n1WpEgZ4Ou0/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1561242343305116832.post-4244485806807601652</id><published>2008-07-01T11:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:14:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: kissed by a lady in white ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;:: June 30th, 2.40pm ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a very eventful day for me, not only because I'm having my End-of-Month paperwork for Starbucks...I was kissed...big time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by a lady in white, and she left me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;spinning&lt;/span&gt;! And she was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! A major one, she left running after the kiss, and I was not given a chance to even know her name and take down her number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could have sounded like a silly fairytale story, but not when it involved 2 cars and 1 victim, and a hit n run scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me rephrase that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kenari, was kissed from the left back by a lady, driving a white 4-WD, and caused my car to spin, hitting a curb in front of me. That lady drove off the scene leaving me in a state of minor shock. Given that I spun, I didn't get a good enough view to take down her license plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My light was green and as the 1st car, I proceeded normally. The first car on my left stop, and then the 2nd lane...came this lady speeding, running the red light. You see, the problem is not the red light, but her eyes, fixed at the GREEN light which was meant for my lane to turn right into SS18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was minor, and the only good thing it did was to raise my adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was just a small knock, as my car spun because the road was wet from the fresh rain. Had it been dry, I assume the damage will be greater. Had I been a little bit slower, my Kenari would have receive a huge knock to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank GOD, that it was just a minor bump, and thank Him for the rain as it allowed my car to spin, but it did caused my front bumper to come off just for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of picture for the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGmjnAhiTTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v7h2VbbajFE/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGmjnAhiTTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v7h2VbbajFE/s400/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217881533836315954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spot where the lady kissed oh so affectionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGmlF9o57wI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jPJ9MdEHT48/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGmlF9o57wI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jPJ9MdEHT48/s400/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217883165149490946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My front bumper kissed the curb due to the little spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGrj5i1-zrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7Dg6g2SdnvY/s1600-h/DSC00011%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGrj5i1-zrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7Dg6g2SdnvY/s400/DSC00011%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218233696007409330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A slightly crooked bar that absorbed the damage as I hit the front curb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little bad luck with ladies this month, as I received a complain from a lady customer, and now I got a knock on my Kenari, also by a lady. Could it be the same lady? jeng jeng jeng...I guess she was such a great flirt, I will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&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/1561242343305116832-4244485806807601652?l=adamtt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/feeds/4244485806807601652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1561242343305116832&amp;postID=4244485806807601652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4244485806807601652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1561242343305116832/posts/default/4244485806807601652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adamtt.blogspot.com/2008/07/kissed-by-lady-in-white.html' title=':: kissed by a lady in white ::'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11954887025020073035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/TFuPfxEnAEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/_SXz-KKp8PM/S220/DSC_0604c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2RFTwMc050/SGmjnAhiTTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v7h2VbbajFE/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
