<?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-6918834724212512016</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:57:10.448+08:00</updated><category term='New year...'/><title type='text'>Someone unremindable...</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't try to recall me if you already forget me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-1061053106501312255</id><published>2009-06-09T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:38:08.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiment 1.1: To survive through the nagging(s) in SPM year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I'm such a waste of digital space, hardly blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is 1 good news and 1 bad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good News: I AM RETIRING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bad News: SPM......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Problem statement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How to survive through the nagging(s) in SPM year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Aim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To survive through the nagging(s) in SPM year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hypothesis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As the time taken on study increase, the amount of nagging(s) decrease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Variables:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Manipulated variable: Time taken on study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Responding variable: Amount of nagging(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fixed variable: Mental stability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Apparatus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Study material, stationary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Materials:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Procedure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the apparatus is set up on your study desk as you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sit in front on your study desk and study for 1/2 hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop study and go online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Observe your parents reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Repeat step 1 to step 4 by using the time taken on study= 4hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All observation is recorded in an table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Observation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(I can't do table here, so...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Study for 1/2hrs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mum ask me to study x2 x3 x4 x5 x6 x7 x8 x9...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Teachers: I hope you understand the important of this exam to all of you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Principal: Students, you know this er... SPM rite, is not only the erm... exam, is...... (Once he continue we will automatically sleep Zzzz..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Study for 4hrs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;... (no one talking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Conclusion: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As the time takan on study increase, the amount of naggings decrease. Thus, the hypothesis is accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-1061053106501312255?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/1061053106501312255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=1061053106501312255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/1061053106501312255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/1061053106501312255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2009/06/experiment-11-to-survive-through.html' title='Experiment 1.1: To survive through the nagging(s) in SPM year.'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-6388540520342748870</id><published>2009-01-31T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:14:06.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going out!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In the morning of the 3rd day of CNY, my mum get a phone call from a pegawai of JPWP. I was still in bed, so I dun really know what they were talking about. In general, I was selected as the girl representitive of KL to go for a camp organise by TLDM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And now am I, busy packing, preparing to stay on the sea. The camp is 12 days long. I'm going tmr, and be back on 12th of Febuary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I miss for this camp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1st Feb - Choir Practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3rd Feb - Latihan Sukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4th Feb - AGM for Kelab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5th Feb - Latihan Sukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6th Feb - Sukan Tara &amp;amp; Prefectorial Board Exco Meeting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7th Feb - AGM for PBSM &amp;amp; New Year Caroling &amp;amp; Piano lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8th Feb - Puja Performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2 tuesday assembly emcee duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Last but not least, 8 days / 20 tuitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Event to rush after camp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Valentine AKA gotong-royong day on 14th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;school intervensi started on 16th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-6388540520342748870?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/6388540520342748870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=6388540520342748870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/6388540520342748870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/6388540520342748870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-going-out.html' title='I&apos;m going out!!!!'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-6134237510483091907</id><published>2008-07-27T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:25:35.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little touch up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, it seems like I haven't been on9 4 quite a long time (4 months only ma!), i decided 2 post sth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been in a busy time (I'm surely busier then u, Qi Wei.), so can't find time to cc. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a long whole year (since last year May til now) of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dirty politics&lt;/span&gt; (I tried my best to avoid), I manage to be the the assistant head prefect in skool. I can get into prefectorial exco board last year bcoz kena from some1 evil last year, which make me mentally break down for whole three days last year; So this year, I apply 10% wat they do 2 me last year back 2 them n get an unbelievable huge impact. Many of them was kind of hurt, especially from my badge. Well, why can't they walk out from their own world? Even the next few badge think they act like a joke after the prefect installation. All that i could do is radiate metta to them. &lt;strong&gt;Never hope I'll let them go over me!&lt;/strong&gt; It was a nice long story which I would like to write into my novel if i have a chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not that I want to do that, but this was my last chance in skool life. So, Sorry la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-6134237510483091907?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/6134237510483091907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=6134237510483091907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/6134237510483091907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/6134237510483091907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-touch-up.html' title='A little touch up...'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-7852422388547625082</id><published>2008-04-17T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:02:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Busy n busy these day and doesn't post anything...=_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Summary for these days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Came back from PBSM national camp (AKA hell camp) and all burn (of coz, hell never freeze).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Rushing homework (as usual)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Next week I m going to Pulau Redang!!!! Jabatan pelajaran unit koko organise it and i was the gurl representitive of my skool. Hope it's better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thats all for this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;p/s: I never want to put up this post, just bcoz some1 say I should not waste my blogger in such way, so I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-7852422388547625082?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/7852422388547625082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=7852422388547625082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/7852422388547625082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/7852422388547625082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2008/04/summary.html' title='Summary...'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-733760624812248413</id><published>2008-02-09T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T21:44:34.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As You Like It !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When ever I mention &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;, most of us will just think of the play &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Romeo and Juliet'&lt;/span&gt;, or maybe some of us will flashback on the poem &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Life Brief Candle'&lt;/span&gt; (Yea... the one in form one literature text book). There are much much more great pieces written by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt; (duh!), although I am not a english literature fan, I enjoy reading them as bedtime story &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I go through some webpage just down, and I found a summary of a play by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt; I read b4. It's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'As You Like It'&lt;/span&gt;. I took down the summay and post it up so everyone can share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this play, Duke Frederick (the younger duke) usurps his older brother, Duke Senior, and banishes him to the Forest of Arden. Frederick goes on to banish Duke Senior's daughter Rosalind. Frederick's daughter, Celia (Rosalind's cousin) flees her evil father with Rosalind and they head (along with Touchstone, the clown) to the Forest of Arden. Before leaving, though, Rosalind falls in love with Orlando and he with her after he beats Charles in a wrestling match. Orlando, the younger son of Sir Rowland, had rebelled at being kept a virtual prisoner by his older brother, Oliver. Duke Frederick and Oliver had hoped that Charles would kill or cripple Orlando in the match, but Orlando managed to throw and injure Charles. Soon after, Orlando flees his older brother, Oliver, after their servant Adam warns Orlando of Oliver's plans to kill him. Orlando and Adam also flee to the Forest of Arden. Duke Frederick, upon finding Celia, Rosalind, and Orlando missing, orders Oliver to find them, or face banishment himself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Forest, the cousins, disguised as Ganymede (a male) and Aliena, and the clown Touchstone purchase a shepherd's hut, a flock, and a pasture from two shepherds, Corin and Silvius. In another part of the forest, the banished Duke Senior discusses the philosophizing of his melancholy courier Jaques, who is even more mad and morose than usual due to the singing of another courtier, Amiens. When Duke Senior meets him, however, Jaques is now merry, having met the clever fool, Touchstone, in the forest. Meanwhile, Orlando has been desperately searching for food, and, with a drawn sword, he enters Duke Senior's banqueting place and demands food. However, Duke Senior greets Orlando with unexpected kindness and welcomes him and Adam to his camp. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando, knowing that Rosalind is somewhere in the forest, wanders through the forest hanging love verses to Rosalind upon the branches of trees. Rosalind finds the verses, and, pretending to be a male (Ganymede), she talks at length with Orlando about his true love, Rosalind. As Ganymede, she offers to pose as Rosalind and to allow Orlando to practice his wooing with her. Meanwhile, Touchstone is planning his own romance with Audrey (a sheepherder), though a commoner named William also seeks Audrey until Touchstone scares him off. "Ganymede" witnesses the love affair of Phebe and Silvius, two shepherds; Phebe treats Silvius coldly and "Ganymede" chides her for it, but Phebe instantly falls in love with "Ganymede", thinking Rosalind is a he. After "Ganymede" leaves, Phebe decides that she will write a love letter to "him" and have Silvius deliver it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silvius delivers the letter, and Rosalind decides that she will remedy the situation and help Silvius get Phebe by eventually revealing that "Ganymede" is a she. The exiled Oliver finds "Ganymede" and tells "him" that, while sleeping in the forest, he was saved from the attack of a lioness by his brother Orlando. Orlando was wounded and asked Oliver to bring a bloody napkin as proof of the fight and as explanation for missing his appointment with "Ganymede". "Ganymede" faints, then pretends that she was faking, though Oliver comes to realize that "Ganymede" is really Rosalind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando and Oliver are now reconciled, and Oliver tells his brother that he has fallen in love with "Aliena", the disguised Celia. They will be married the next day. Orlando returns to "Ganymede", still not knowing it is Rosalind because Oliver keeps her secret. He laments that he cannot marry his Rosalind tomorrow, but "Ganymede" promises to make it possible via magic. At the wedding, "Ganymede" reveals that "he" is actually Rosalind, causing Orlando to rejoice. Additionally, Phebe is forced to marry Silvius since she can no longer marry "Ganymede". Now, Hymen, the god of marriage, marries Orlando and Rosalind, Oliver and Celia, Silvius and Phebe, &amp;amp; Touchstone and Audrey. After the wedding, Jaques de Boys (a new Jaques), a long lost brother of Oliver and Orlando arrives with the news that Duke Frederick was converted to good by an old religious man, and has requested that all of the banished people return home and have their estates back. Lastly, Rosalind recites an epilogue, requesting the audience enjoy the play as much as they please, and not more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, I just read the compress version of this play (the original version is very expensive!!!), but Ireally do enjoy this story. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hope every one will like it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-733760624812248413?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/733760624812248413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=733760624812248413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/733760624812248413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/733760624812248413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-you-like-it.html' title='As You Like It !!!'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-3394978377122747833</id><published>2008-02-08T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:59:15.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom 2.8</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is what we call life, full of suffering. Just like I never ever want to cum back to my parents’ hometown. I m suffering in boredoms, although there is fifteen over homework waiting for me, I just can’t concentrate with 35ºC hot weather and those vampire (mosquitoes, I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 noble truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is suffering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The cause of suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The end of suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The way to end the suffering AKA practice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Noble eightfold path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Noble eightfold path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right Understanding (Samma Dithi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right Thought (Samma Samkappa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Right Speech (Samma Vaca)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Right Action (Samma Kammanta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Right Livelihood (Samma Vayama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Right Effort (Samma Ajiva)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Right Mindfulness (Samma Sati)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Right Concentration (Samma Samadhi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(panna)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(sila)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(samadhi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If anyone ever remembers the structure of stupa (I bet no one actually cares, except some sacred fellow…), samadhi lead to sila, then sila lead to panna . Without right concerntration, mampuslah the practice of four noble truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, I dun know y I write these stuff. No wonder they say science class student always link things to a wide area, now I experiences th sillyness of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-3394978377122747833?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/3394978377122747833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=3394978377122747833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/3394978377122747833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/3394978377122747833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2008/02/boredom-28.html' title='Boredom 2.8'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918834724212512016.post-9019570910973198619</id><published>2008-02-07T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:13:14.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New year...'/><title type='text'>Hatred 2.7</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This blog is started under a super emo mood. And yet, this posting was posted because i dun wanna c the blog being so empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It was the Ratty Chinese New Year, the celebration that i hate the most. This is mainly because my family celebrate this day, and this change my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We had to clean up the house b4 new year, which i think it's a waste of energy, because we are going back to our parents hometown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We need to buy new cloths. Our delightful mother is wise enough to do all the shopping by herself (sometimes accompany by one of my sisters), and after that, she makes all her daughters her barbie dolls. Well, she save our time from shopping, but I still dun enjoy trying on all kinds of shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After all, we need to pack for hometown (my parent's hometown, I'll call it my hometown for shortcut). I dislike to go there, there will be a long list of reason if you ask me why. This year, I only pack on the day we are getting up to the north-south highway (if I ever have time to pack, I rather finish my holiday work).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just face it, just because of a chinese new year, I have to missed a chinese language lesson, a malay language tuition and my loveliest history tuition. My dad decided to went back earlier just in case we trapped into the unwanted traffic jam. But do they ever think of me? I mean, I use to sleep during history lesson in school...=^_^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We spend 3 to 4 hours travelling there, long distances for me. I easily get dizzy in vehicles, 5 to 10 minutes in a moving car is enough for me. Imagine how sick will I turn in this journey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have no good memories in my hometown. Never once in my life I ever get a peaceful vacation from there. I was a naughty girl in th elders' eye since young, if anything get wrong among the kids (me, my sister, my cousins...), 99% is my fault. Well, maybe I was really a bad girl when I was young. Until last year, I still give them bad impression by roaring them (can't blame me, the weather there is hell-like toasty!). In conclusion, I dun like them and they dun like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This year was slightly different. Some of my relatives are not here, and I hardly care about the others by keeping myself emo. I help a bit in housechores, and they though I was slightly grown up. Amazingly, I have been here for whole two days without any scolding. I was kinda miss the feeling of  being in my hometown, I hope they will continue that so I can continue hate this town like the past fifteen years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am at a small town in North Perak (Not Ipoh, If I am that lucky...). There isn't any Midvalley Megamall, ro KLCC, or One U, or Time Square etc. here. I hate shopping, but Ilike to see big shopping mall around me, at least there will be something I need inside. This small town here just have Fajah and The Store for the past 15 years. On my visit during the year of rat, there is Tesco and Giant here. I took an hour to Tesco today (for the air-cond, its insanely hot here.), it shows this proverb perfectly well: &lt;strong&gt;You can take a boy out of the village, but you can't take the village out of  the boy.&lt;/strong&gt; The people there really ...(I dun wanna say -_-"). The seafood area in Tesco was a great example, the way they clean the seafood was extraordinarily "hygienic", blood every where on where they exhibit. Pls, I doesn't mean to disgrace Tesco, they are nice place, but depends on where they where placed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, I still don't like this place. I will still come back here for every chinese new year if I ever under the guardianship of my parents. Anyway, it will be around ten years or less than that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918834724212512016-9019570910973198619?l=sourjuices.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/feeds/9019570910973198619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918834724212512016&amp;postID=9019570910973198619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/9019570910973198619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918834724212512016/posts/default/9019570910973198619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sourjuices.blogspot.com/2008/02/hatred-27.html' title='Hatred 2.7'/><author><name>Xuan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13648251128941440332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tmNk__IVC_s/SakP0SGUB7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_XoEre0Yu1A/S220/PICT20001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
