<?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-26241889</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:40:13.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><subtitle type='html'>We only have one life.. What do we do in one lifetime?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-2218338480598560082</id><published>2008-04-12T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T15:13:11.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working life..</title><summary type='text'>Boo hoo.. I've finally started working. Don't really know how i feel yet coz I'm just Day7 of life in Surgery. Yea! At least it's the posting I like :) So, you guys would be wondering after so long, where would I end up rite? Some of you already know la.. I'm back in Seremban Hospital! haha at least it's not so freaking far!! I've joined the 2 years hsemanship programme.. Heck it la, the thing is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2218338480598560082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=2218338480598560082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2218338480598560082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2218338480598560082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2008/04/working-life.html' title='Working life..'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-6306708216918225896</id><published>2008-01-27T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:37:13.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Mengangguring!!</title><summary type='text'>Yup, I'm still mengangguring! hehe For those who don't know, I was posted to Perlis. I was all ready to go and start work and all but a few things happened along the way. Accident la, this la that la.. In the end, after thinking like really carefully, decided to appeal... OMG! The stupid ppl who process our appeal are so freaking slow!! Saying with the new programme and all takes a long time.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6306708216918225896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=6306708216918225896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/6306708216918225896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/6306708216918225896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-mengangguring.html' title='Still Mengangguring!!'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-9189170472600054849</id><published>2007-10-22T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:37:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Hols Part II</title><summary type='text'>I've always liked jungle trekking with the exception of one thing... LEECHES!!! Seriously hate those blood suckers!! And there were lots of them when I went jungle trekking for Rafflesia in Gopeng... Sucky bucky man! First stop, we got to see stick insect.. Can you spot it?Can you see the 'sticky' fella?It looks something like this laa...Along the way, we met lots of blood suckers and other cool </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9189170472600054849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=9189170472600054849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/9189170472600054849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/9189170472600054849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-hols-part-ii.html' title='Raya Hols Part II'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RxyYG3k5rYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ReiG1WAxTFA/s72-c/Adeline+rest+house+15-10-07+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-8968837983988391899</id><published>2007-10-22T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:27:46.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Hols Part I</title><summary type='text'>This Raya hols was pretty cool.. Although I didn't get to go overseas, unlike some lucky devil ;), but I still had fun! My family is kinda psycho a bit.. You know, when you are young, you go for adventurous trips right? Apparently in my family, if you fall into the 'retiring age' group, it's time to be adventurous! Anyway, this year we went to Gopeng.. Yea, you'll be wondering "What the heck is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8968837983988391899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=8968837983988391899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8968837983988391899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8968837983988391899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-hols-part-i.html' title='Raya Hols Part I'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RxwKCHk5rRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cyfFoMMrGDk/s72-c/14102007137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-8784814559652444313</id><published>2007-09-23T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T11:38:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>United as One..</title><summary type='text'>One of my good friend has finally taken the plunge! She was the first in the group to do so! Felt really happy for her and her hubby on this very special day :) On the morning of the BIG day, we were helping her get everything ready.. basically by just staring at her make up and dress up.. hehe The lovely bride getting readyThe dress that is worn once in her life!Then came the bridegroom to take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8784814559652444313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=8784814559652444313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8784814559652444313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8784814559652444313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/09/united-as-one.html' title='United as One..'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RvXcTHk5rKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mjBJiMnL6ts/s72-c/22092007092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-1114348366789615600</id><published>2007-09-05T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:02:09.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up Call</title><summary type='text'>Every morning I'm greeted by this cute little voice.. Who could resist this 'alarm clock'Yeap, my niece is my alarm clock :) She does not greet with those boring alarm clocks that goes 'teet teet teet' or those radio alarm clocks.. The first words when she sees me are "Babak Aunty!" hehe which translates to "Whack Aunty!" Then I would steal her pillows and blosters and she would say "Nanak Aunty!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1114348366789615600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=1114348366789615600&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/1114348366789615600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/1114348366789615600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/09/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake Up Call'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/Rt9MiRXNLxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/M1mnNIw0CwQ/s72-c/05092007060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-8377854652024169027</id><published>2007-08-28T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T02:02:55.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Memories...</title><summary type='text'>It was Sunday afternoon and I was loading some of my friend's stuff into my car. Let's see, loads of boxes, travelling bags, guitar, bean bag, mirror... Wow! Sounds so familiar. It's like de javu. Just six months ago I was loading some of the exact same stuff! Here I was doing it again but it's for my friends going to a whole new place. Driving along the highway reminded me of the times I dreaded</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8377854652024169027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=8377854652024169027&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8377854652024169027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8377854652024169027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/missing-memories.html' title='Missing Memories...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RtMPxRXNLqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wl2dS4kn5tw/s72-c/26082007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-2093019986719364492</id><published>2007-08-22T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T15:27:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwenified</title><summary type='text'>After millions of thought whether to go or not, considering exams, my budget, will I pass my exams and all... I finally decidedIT WAS AWESOME!!! The line was crazy outside! My sis and I was like where the heck does the line ends??? And the people there... UNCLES AND AUNTIES! With KIDS!! Wat the heck man??! Do they even understand the lyrics of the songs? KIDS man! Anyway, while we were lining up,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2093019986719364492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=2093019986719364492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2093019986719364492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2093019986719364492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/gwenified.html' title='Gwenified'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RsuXIhXNLiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1eK1Px_lvnk/s72-c/DSC00749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-2973810527463232897</id><published>2007-08-21T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:42:14.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myvi vs Persona</title><summary type='text'>I test drove the Myvi and Persona today as I waited for my Ah Mat to be serviced. (That service made my dad poorer... haish!) I drove the Persona first. It's like de javu, oh my goodness, this is Shungz Gen 2!! Inside is exactly the same, the steering wheel, the radio, the seats, the dashboard and the gear (well, slight difference I think). EXACTLEEEEEEE THE SAME! Moving to the 'buntut'.. wow! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2973810527463232897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=2973810527463232897&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2973810527463232897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2973810527463232897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/myvi-vs-persona.html' title='Myvi vs Persona'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RsrMEhXNLfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zhIurnmmdYc/s72-c/persona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-6840438756005553531</id><published>2007-08-14T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:53:35.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So dependent...</title><summary type='text'>My handphone is in the clinic and I feel like I have lost a limb. I can't function properly! Arrggh! I have become so dependent on such a small technology, the device that connects me with my family and friends. I hope I will get it back soon.. I feel so retarded without it *sob* *sob*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6840438756005553531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=6840438756005553531&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/6840438756005553531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/6840438756005553531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-dependent.html' title='So dependent...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-3914897713799786680</id><published>2007-08-10T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T13:03:21.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another journey begins...</title><summary type='text'>After 5 and half years, I have finally made it.. Dr. Jessica Goon... Man, it sounds weird even typing it out.. It was really great to finally graduate :) I wanna thank all my friends who have always been there for me, whether you guys were far or near.. Here are some shots after the results...Maka Kami.... Eh, wait a minute.. Now, that I am about to enter....My beloved housemate.. Thanks for all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3914897713799786680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=3914897713799786680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/3914897713799786680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/3914897713799786680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-journey-begins.html' title='Another journey begins...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RrvwyqlmdHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/npP9ekDeEO4/s72-c/09082007109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-8942862751909308523</id><published>2007-08-07T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:18:56.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down... One more to go...</title><summary type='text'>Going through exams is crazily stressful! The studying, the anticipation and the waiting.. It can drive one insane! The other stressor would be result day... Just diagnose me with adjustment disorder with depressed mood and anxiety..Going mad mad mad mad!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! Please pray for all of us going through exams..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8942862751909308523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=8942862751909308523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8942862751909308523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8942862751909308523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-stress-gone-one-more-to-go.html' title='One down... One more to go...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RrfGjKlmdAI/AAAAAAAAADU/NhD5nAWG0as/s72-c/madcowjacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-9133859349327810935</id><published>2007-07-31T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:21:01.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 of Study Break</title><summary type='text'>And I'm already feeling tired, stressed and kinda lost... How will I survive the week? Sigh...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9133859349327810935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=9133859349327810935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/9133859349327810935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/9133859349327810935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-2-of-study-break.html' title='Day 2 of Study Break'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/Rq8M8qlmc_I/AAAAAAAAADM/giaKC273SYQ/s72-c/25072007058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-44226109217279492</id><published>2007-07-29T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:09:06.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments in Batu Pahat</title><summary type='text'>Best moment:Made dinner for my friendsBad moment:Forgot to bring my CFCS report back from KLOther moments:1.  Had to redo my surgery portfolio on the last week of the posting! Arrggh!!2.  Escapades to Minyak beku for no apparent reasons3.  Driving around and have a heart to heart talk with my hsemate4.  Finally passing up my completed portfolio!5.  Knowing weird people in the batch hehe6.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/44226109217279492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=44226109217279492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/44226109217279492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/44226109217279492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/moments-in-batu-pahat.html' title='Moments in Batu Pahat'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-4681164250270545628</id><published>2007-07-28T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T01:42:28.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideal Son-in-law</title><summary type='text'>Every parents' wish for a daughter is to marry someone who will take good care of their daughter. During our parent's time, what is the criteria for an ideal son-in-law? Is itA. rich, handsome, same religion, older than daughter B. old rich grandpa with many mistressesC. somone who flatter the parentsD. someone who can make her happyHow many parents nowadays can say that as long as my daughter is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4681164250270545628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=4681164250270545628&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/4681164250270545628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/4681164250270545628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/ideal-son-in-law.html' title='Ideal Son-in-law'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-7545161706510751713</id><published>2007-07-21T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:57:10.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in translation</title><summary type='text'>Hypothetically, imagine this, you are someone who only knows BAHASA MELAYU and was dumped in a country where all the movies apparently are screened in English or Chinese or Tamil, meaning other languages and you have to depend on subtitiles. So, let's say you're in a cinema watching this comedy thriller movie (eg scary movie) and you are laughing your guts out watching the show because of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7545161706510751713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=7545161706510751713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/7545161706510751713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/7545161706510751713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in translation'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RqHiWqlmc-I/AAAAAAAAADE/yGBaXfW_IWk/s72-c/sk1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-1358671700140471315</id><published>2007-07-20T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:42:56.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Open Your Own Door for Dummies</title><summary type='text'>This morning I was rushing to get my portfolio printed. So, I took all my stuff and shut my door. At the sound of the click of my door, I realized I left my KEYS inside!! Arrgghh! *Shitz! What a dummy!* First thought that ran across my mind! Then I remembered someone telling me that you can use a card to open the locked door. Okay, I analysed and tested it on an open door while wondering how the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1358671700140471315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=1358671700140471315&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/1358671700140471315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/1358671700140471315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/breaking-open-your-own-door-for-dummies.html' title='Breaking Open Your Own Door for Dummies'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RqBMTUH2fpI/AAAAAAAAACU/AP9prEutkrA/s72-c/makro+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-7604160673667817813</id><published>2007-07-18T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:18:23.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise is good for your health...</title><summary type='text'>Recently I have nothing to blog about. Then I was looking through my images and videos on my phone and this came upWell, I guess robot dance will do too... hehe (thanks to my housemate)Even Dato and Dr. Lai has the moves... ;)And check out the semangat-ness in Vimal!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7604160673667817813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=7604160673667817813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/7604160673667817813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/7604160673667817813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/07/exercise-is-good-for-your-health.html' title='Exercise is good for your health...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-7400749016342122285</id><published>2007-06-29T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T09:28:40.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autobots, roll out!!</title><summary type='text'>Remember this? Yea, you know what I'm talking about! :) I watched transformers on the day it was premiered and it was good shitzzz!! They retained Optimus Prime's voice and the sound it makes when they transform.. According to my good fren, Jayman, it sounds like "eek ook aak aak" haha try repeating it a few times :)Graphics was briliant especially when they transform either while they were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7400749016342122285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=7400749016342122285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/7400749016342122285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/7400749016342122285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/autobots-roll-out.html' title='Autobots, roll out!!'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RoRcxzCA1NI/AAAAAAAAAB0/04WXI0JTSWQ/s72-c/autobots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-8023248614856948950</id><published>2007-05-19T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:00:08.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><summary type='text'>There are three things that I like about weddings: Lovely couple, Friends &amp; Family and of course Food! ;) I attended my cousin's wedding last week which was pretty cool. The only thing that I didn't like about it was, the process of getting ready!! And that means finding a dress and getting all dolled up! aarrggh! So not me. And if it's your relatives, expectations to look good is there man!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8023248614856948950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=8023248614856948950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8023248614856948950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8023248614856948950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/weddings_19.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/Rk5Z-3KZydI/AAAAAAAAABk/UMpKnulwWOI/s72-c/J1CQ01Z00P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-671460962012211943</id><published>2007-04-09T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:59:03.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At 25 years...</title><summary type='text'>I realized that...I am still dependent on my parents,I am still studying,I am still single,I am still not ladylike..Not only that...I still expect people to change,I still think life is sometimes unfair,I still wanna be antisocial,I still watch a lot of TV series...I also realized..My life is still in the hands of my parents,My friends are mostly my colleagues (and getting married),My free time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/671460962012211943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=671460962012211943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/671460962012211943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/671460962012211943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/at-25-years.html' title='At 25 years...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-8658056980242977641</id><published>2007-03-18T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:27:43.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adaptations</title><summary type='text'>Our whole life is basically based on how we adapt to our environment and especially to the people around us. It's like evolution. From the day we are made, we learn to adapt. I remember when I was just a clump of cells (ok, I don't remember.. Just taking it as an example ;p), in fact when we were all like that, we already learn how to multiply, grow organs, eat, urinate, pass motion and move </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8658056980242977641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=8658056980242977641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8658056980242977641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/8658056980242977641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/adaptations.html' title='Adaptations'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/Rf1a9YXoOVI/AAAAAAAAABI/A3mpaCcYDpc/s72-c/footsteps_in_the_sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-754387626426227874</id><published>2007-02-17T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:46:38.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this feeling I'm having??</title><summary type='text'>Sweaty hands, palpitations, dizziness, fake forced smile, no appetite, sleepless nights, no mood to have conversations.....What am I feeling? Why am I feeling this way? It's freaking me out...Ten days.. Only ten days to get everything together, to make sense of everything, 7 major postings and 4 minor postings to cover, to cramp 4 years of knowledge and clinical skills, to make it as smooth and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/754387626426227874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=754387626426227874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/754387626426227874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/754387626426227874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-is-this-feeling-im-having.html' title='What is this feeling I&apos;m having??'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RdcU4FGxDpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_Y_bdhmgfaw/s72-c/17022007001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-541323192923549669</id><published>2007-01-18T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:03:14.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of The Day</title><summary type='text'>A police officer pulls over a speeding car. The officer says, "I clocked you at 80 miles per hour, sir."The driver says, "Gee, officer I had it on cruise control at 60, perhaps your radar gun needs calibrating."Not looking up from her knitting the wife says: "Now don't be silly dear, you know that this car doesn't have cruise control."As the officer writes out the ticket, the driver looks over at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/541323192923549669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=541323192923549669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/541323192923549669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/541323192923549669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of The Day'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/Ra9FlXwAb8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/4TTAkeoREpI/s72-c/calvin_laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-2906954417602393587</id><published>2006-12-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:12:24.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking Hot</title><summary type='text'>"Do you mind if I smoke?""Try la, just once!"When I was first introduced to social smoking, these were the very first sentences made by my friends. I was tempted to, but never did join them. Tried.. YUCKY! I just can't stand the smell or the taste. So, why the sudden topic? Well, I was reading news online when I came across this article about huge campaigns on "stop smoking". It's ironic that the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2906954417602393587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=2906954417602393587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2906954417602393587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2906954417602393587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/12/smoking-hot.html' title='Smoking Hot'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RZVKs6DM-rI/AAAAAAAAAAk/h9QyjuY307s/s72-c/smoking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-4464474535432477449</id><published>2006-12-25T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:13:31.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonder of You</title><summary type='text'>When no one else can understand meWhen everything I do is wrongYou give me hope and consolationYou give me strength to carry onAnd you're always there to lend a handIn everything I doThat's the wonderThe wonder of youAnd when you smile the world is brighterYou touch my hand and I'm a kingYour kiss to me is worth a fortuneYour love for me is everythingI guess I'll never know the reason whyYou love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4464474535432477449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=4464474535432477449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/4464474535432477449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/4464474535432477449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/12/wonder-of-you.html' title='The Wonder of You'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RY_bZqDM-qI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ou7Qdtl_ixI/s72-c/tree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-2023277903111097873</id><published>2006-12-16T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:08:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ten Types of Men</title><summary type='text'>The nice men are ugly.The handsome men are not nice.The handsome and nice men are gay.The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money, think we are only after their money.The handsome men who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2023277903111097873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=2023277903111097873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2023277903111097873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/2023277903111097873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/12/ten-types-of-men.html' title='The Ten Types of Men'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-KQgRt_ezzU/RYQKn6DM-pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6WvG6lp8IKs/s72-c/0175473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-116257865542104391</id><published>2006-11-04T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:25.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronic Crush Syndrome</title><summary type='text'>What is the definition of crush anyway? Is it love at first sight? Or is it just an infatuation? Or I might say an obsession about someone? Where is the fine line between these definitions?I'm sure all of us had one (or many) crush(es) at one point in our lives. The feeling of wanting to see that one person, the palpitations and sweaty hands when you see them, the stammering and senseless </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116257865542104391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=116257865542104391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/116257865542104391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/116257865542104391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/11/chronic-crush-syndrome.html' title='Chronic Crush Syndrome'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-116239783914136185</id><published>2006-11-02T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:25.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprofessional</title><summary type='text'>I dun wanna do this anymoreI dun wanna be the reason whyEverytime I walk into the wardI see 'em dying a little more insideI dun wanna hurt 'em anymoreI dun wanna take away their livesI dun wanna be... A Doctor-copyright by CSF-I just had to put this up! Less than 24 hours before our SAQ and I got this sms from one of the cappiest friend of mine, crappiest as in full of nonsense ideas! I loved the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116239783914136185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=116239783914136185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/116239783914136185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/116239783914136185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/11/unprofessional.html' title='Unprofessional'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-116083894162997388</id><published>2006-10-14T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the place, it's the people...</title><summary type='text'>Over a month plus I'm in a new house. It was pretty crazy the first few weeks, settling down and organizing my stuff as well as knowing my new housemates. Expect the unexpected, settling of old debts and it's not even MY debts. Ah well.. The place doesn't feel homely and I'm always at my friend's place. Takes time getting use to it I guess. I had horrible first few weeks. Torturing in fact. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116083894162997388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=116083894162997388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/116083894162997388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/116083894162997388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-not-place-its-people.html' title='It&apos;s not the place, it&apos;s the people...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115644627608643885</id><published>2006-08-25T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:24.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><summary type='text'>It's almost 3am and I can't sleep. Why is that so? The exams are finally over for semester 9 and the results will be out in the morning. Is that the reason? The whole day I've been hearing the woes and anxiety of my friends about the OSCE. They are worried about getting into viva. I'm worried for them too. Most of the time I told them not to think about it but obviously it's difficult. I know how</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115644627608643885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115644627608643885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115644627608643885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115644627608643885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115495871647477321</id><published>2006-08-07T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful Dinner</title><summary type='text'>How can a dinner be stressful? It's food!! It's suppose to be an indulgence and heaven for some people. Allow me to explain myself. A few days ago, my friend invited me to an introduction dinner. I was like what the heck is an introduction dinner? Apparently it's for introducing new members of a prestigious club. I'm amazed they have to do it so formally. Man!! Anyway, I was really honoured that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115495871647477321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115495871647477321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115495871647477321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115495871647477321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/stressful-dinner.html' title='Stressful Dinner'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115427469426646006</id><published>2006-07-30T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:24.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Premium Toilets anyone?</title><summary type='text'>I'm back in Seremban and was just lazing around with my chips and beer. Thinking about my weekend.Weekend was good. Had fun with Little Alya, my niece, and my family. Bought a new pair of jogging shoes. They are pretty cool! Talk about running barefooted!! If my feet can look as good as those pair of shoes, I would sell them off!Aren't they just gorgeous? Love them! Comfy good looking shoes and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115427469426646006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115427469426646006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115427469426646006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115427469426646006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/premium-toilets-anyone.html' title='Premium Toilets anyone?'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115350220940467632</id><published>2006-07-22T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:24.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To dye or not to dye?</title><summary type='text'>Today I was thinking of dye-ing my hair. Wanted to do something weird with my hair besides cutting it really short all the time. I never really want to spend so much time and money to make some funky hairstyle or to colour it or straighten it or curl it or to do whatever possible things you can do with your own hair. It's just not... me. Anyway, I was in the mood to actually do something with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115350220940467632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115350220940467632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115350220940467632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115350220940467632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-dye-or-not-to-dye.html' title='To dye or not to dye?'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115328521191402656</id><published>2006-07-19T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:23.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mating" Pressure</title><summary type='text'>The definition of mate ---&gt; a good friend or companion, a spouseThe definition of mating ---&gt; to join closely, to unite in marriage, to be paired for reproducingSo, the definition of "mating" pressure ---&gt; to force or stress a good friend or companion or spouse to join closely (meaning like siamese twins??) or to unite in marriage or to be paired for reproducing (this is meant for animals, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115328521191402656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115328521191402656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115328521191402656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115328521191402656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/mating-pressure.html' title='&quot;Mating&quot; Pressure'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115262221000117553</id><published>2006-07-11T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:23.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denial &amp; Changes</title><summary type='text'>These past few weeks have been weird for me. Weird in a way something is bugging me and I don't know what it is. Or maybe I do know what it is but I'm just denying that's the reason. Denial is a very hard thing to accept. Thoughts of "no, that can't be it" keep running through my head. It really hit home when my closest friend said it out loud. I just broke down there and then and realized it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115262221000117553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115262221000117553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115262221000117553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115262221000117553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/denial-changes.html' title='Denial &amp; Changes'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-115203850412872916</id><published>2006-07-05T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:23.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><summary type='text'>As the Semester 9 exams are approaching for my friends, I can actually feel the anxiety and panic attacks of what they are going through. It can be really unbearable and everything just crashes down on you.. "Oh no, I haven't studied that" or "Shit, what have I been doing for the past postings??!!" It's pretty scary to see your friends being stressed up and knowing that your turn will come. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115203850412872916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=115203850412872916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115203850412872916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/115203850412872916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26241889.post-114520319684275502</id><published>2006-04-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:09:23.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new...</title><summary type='text'>When blogging was first introduced to the world wide web... everybody was curious what is it all about. Almost every site we surf have the word blog. So, what was the big fuss all about? That's when i decided to read a few blogs.. That's the nature of human being,  the curiosity always gets the best of us. Amazingly... Everybody suddenly wanted to let the whole world know what is going on in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114520319684275502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26241889&amp;postID=114520319684275502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/114520319684275502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26241889/posts/default/114520319684275502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reverseinlife.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-new.html' title='Something new...'/><author><name>Reverse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13976819560595380580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
