tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79893692376062463592011-07-31T15:58:01.338+08:00pikonoreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-18766548300036857172009-04-01T16:16:00.003+08:002010-09-07T15:30:50.965+08:00its my birthday today...<br /><br />hahhaha!<br /><br />no kidding!<br /><br />yeah. happy birthday :) <br /><br />don't ever get born on april fools day...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-1876654830003685717?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-45930087517770543872009-04-01T12:56:00.006+08:002010-09-07T15:21:52.430+08:00kudos to those who supported Earth Hour. so how much energy did the whole world saved during that hour? anyway, its not about the megawatts, it never was in the first place, but the way the media reported the event by showing the numbers was/is clearly misleading...<br /><br />anyway, what was the most bizarre thing i encountered during the hour? <br /><br />i saw a car on the road... with lights off! <br /><br />i'm not sure where to point my thumb really (roll eyes)...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-4593008751777054387?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-41512837658734982302009-03-27T17:05:00.007+08:002010-09-07T15:30:11.894+08:00apa bikin lembu-lembu? awal-awal pagi bagi rosak benda. tunjuk muka kesian pulak. dah la tu berak dua ketul kat tepi tu. ish. tak sabar nak jadi rendang ke?<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3388855261_a0d1322764.jpg"><br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3588/3388855263_fda6b9a990.jpg"><br /><br />lembu, kau berak ada lap punggung ke? hmmmm... sedap kan? mentari pagi... aku nak bersenang macam korang jugak, takyah pi kerja... tapi korang kesian la, tarak internet, tak dapat main facebook, tak dapat chatting. <br /><br />tangkap pakai nokia 5700 ;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-4151283765873498230?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-88534782355683939412009-03-26T15:41:00.008+08:002010-09-07T15:29:51.368+08:00<img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3430/3386377833_080b38a254.jpg"><br /><br />those were the days. the old gang can just get together and just have fun like we are still half our current ages (ehem). the venue was ahu's house, cny'09. this was a spontaneous act. ahu, upon realizing the fact that he has hit another milestone in his life, suddenly can't take it anymore! but luckily a liverpool supporter was there. You'll Never Walk Alone ahu! errr... problem is, there's only one knife...<br /><br />glad jimong was there to capture the moment. i still had the best fun with you bunch (you knoe who you are). too bad a few were missing on the day. reli fun stuff. :D hahahaha still laughing everytime i remember this moment. there are things money cant buy, and this is one of them :)<br /><br />mum is not going to like this ;)<br /><br />photo courtesy of <a href="http://jimonge.wordpress.com/" target="_zero">jimong</a><br />in this photo: me and <a href="http://ahu-room.blogspot.com/" target="_zero">ahu</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-8853478235568393941?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-13994382252479499302009-01-06T16:15:00.008+08:002010-09-07T15:29:28.932+08:00what do you see?<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/3173551142_363a907937.jpg"><br /><br />P?<br /><br />Pecah?<br /><br />or is it...?<br /><br />Perang?<br /><br />Palestin? <br /><br />Plight? <br /><br />Prayers?<br /><br />Peace?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-1399438225247949930?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-2511628431558243562009-01-02T13:34:00.005+08:002010-09-07T15:27:21.398+08:00when people utter the phrase "OH MY GOD!"<br /><br />what will your response be?<br /><br />mine would be...<br /><br />OH YOUR GOD!<br /><br />well...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-251162843155824356?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-34608046686619370272008-12-16T15:25:00.020+08:002010-09-07T15:37:44.850+08:00the next time you take your girl to the beach, make sure you think twice before sitting on that seemingly harmless log near the water... here is why... <br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/3112925260_683e5f2f83.jpg"><br />redhat: dude the water is nice ho? cool cool de. eh! it go into my pants eh. tickles eh...<br />bluepants: got crab go in ma? if got better lo...<br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3146/3112925266_a84a280fd8.jpg"><br />redhat: crab go in ah? wan do wat?<br />bluepants: wat else le? go in snap ur lil' bro la<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/3112925284_7caf058f1d.jpg"><br />redhat: weh u so bad eh. weh weh dude the log is moving eh, i pa pa eh...<br />bluepants: wat la. a-neh little oso scare. so sissy! crab go in u no scare the log move u scare? u go back do ur sandcastle dun bother me enjoy here...<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3047/3112925290_70d62743cd.jpg"><br />redhat: haiya dun so mean la. reli ma the log move. later we kena sapu to the ocean n die how ah? eh no crab in my shorts eh<br />bluepants: see the water go back liao. nothing happen!<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/3112925292_bc66cb84e8.jpg"><br />redhat: yay the water come again! dunno got crab o not tis time. hope u kena the crab<br />bluepants: ya let the crab be amazed by my lil' bro<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/3112096531_5f839017cc.jpg"><br />redhat: weh dude! help! the wave like a bit big eh!<br />bluepants: i t...old yo..u noth..ing to wor..ry about!!!<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/3112096535_7a0e740b52.jpg"><br />bluepants: dude there's a lobster...<br />redhat: dude help! i dun wanna die!<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/3112096537_36f98f3a79.jpg"><br />bluepants: where is tat lobster? so big eh! where where?<br />redhat: i'm still alive! T.T<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/3112096539_c9c993e17d.jpg"><br />bluepants: dude we just lost our dinner...<br />redhat: i wan do my sandcastle...</p><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-3460804668661937027?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-57984519222137729912008-12-11T10:32:00.019+08:002010-09-07T15:31:38.840+08:00been busy lately, have tonnes of things hanging, unattended. like what a close friend said: wish i can separate myself in 2. in my case, i'll need 3 or 4. then we'll make a great team... yummy. i have already started to imagine great things...<br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />last saturday on the 6th of Dec i attended Yvonne and Andrew's wonderful wedding dinner at G hotel, penang. perhaps embarrassingly, it was actually the first time that i stepped into the hippest hotel in penang and also the newly opened new wing of the Gurney Plaza mall (piko outdated). here are some pics that i have managed to 'steal' on that night (considering i'm just a guest and not an assigned photographer)<br /><p align="center"><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/3098626359_8a6c886435.jpg"><br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/3097004255_89fae9d2cc.jpg"><br />^ nice pool, with little lights in the tiles that glitter like stars and overlooking the new shopping pedestrian below<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3196/3097013395_aa0468c607.jpg"><br />^ from right is <a href="http://visual-graphic.blogspot.com"target="_blank">visual</a>, amon-ra and me<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3282/3097873854_e7975a0dfb.jpg"><br />^ no need explanation what they are doing<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/3097039143_c16f20c5a8.jpg"><br />^ dressed up so nicely must snap lots of pics until the camera burns ma right?<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3179/3097039145_f17eb40928.jpg"><br />^ of course quality control applies<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/3097045069_8c0758c047.jpg"><br />^ you dun mess with the big sisters<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3046/3097892030_6332311b0a.jpg"><br />^ its rare that i'm in a pic so... :)<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/3097892040_f5af86a864.jpg"><br />^ santa must be busier this time of the year<br /></p><br />i was enlightened by <a href="http://visual-graphic.blogspot.com"target="_blank">visual</a> that the photographer was tee-too (sorry i'm a bit katak di bawah tempurung on certain things). more pics <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petreksw/sets/72157611008531944/"target="_blank"> at my flickr album</a><br /></div></span><br />and honestly i really hate to attend functions like this alone...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-5798451922213772991?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-60997365388196828242008-11-06T14:14:00.004+08:002010-09-07T15:32:48.009+08:00i have updated my flickr album for the recent Asian Beat competition (as mentioned in my last post). do visit the flickr album <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/petreksw/sets/72157608639032616/" target="_blank">here</a><br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />here are just a small few of my (other) fav shots of that night:<br /><p align="center"><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3196/3011579607_d8ed35aa1c.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/3011586593_079d6a826c.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3270/3012424384_153eea4d6b.jpg"><br /></p><br />i covered the event with a 50mm prime lens, or fixed focal length lens or in layman terms: no zoom. it was going to be very difficult having no zooming convenience and it turned out exactly like i thought. instead of moving around on my feet, i found myself doing yoga poses near the stage. i wonder whether my 'show' was more interesting than the one on stage :P<br /><br />back in front of the pc i then find myself falling in love with the noise generated from the high ISO i used on the night. i finally can accept how noise can actually contribute to the beauty and artistry of digital pictures...<br /></div></span><br />now that's another tips to get orgasm ;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-6099736538819682824?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-4918915746517644332008-11-04T16:37:00.026+08:002010-09-07T15:32:52.996+08:003 days late but better late than never. i would like to say a big CONGRATULATIONS to the band Zero Origin for coming up 1st Runner Up at the recent Asian Beat Band Competition Northern Region finals that was held last Sunday 2nd November 2008 at the Bukit Jambul Complex, Penang.<br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />my good friend Wee aka <a href="http://visual-graphic.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Visual</a> is the lead guitarist for the band Zero Origin. Zero Origin is a foursome comprises of lead vocal and rhythm guitarist Kevin, bassist Crispin and drummer Ken. more about <a href="http://zeroorigin.blogspot.com" target="_blank">the band here</a>.<br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/3001568343_4ec7ceab52.jpg"></p><br />here are some pics covering the band's lively performance that night. this was before the performance. Zero Origin was third in the queue. <br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3030/3001568349_2ec9757437.jpg"><br />^small stage but a big moment</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3234/3001535909_c8576b941a.jpg"><br />^Zero Origin (from left) ken, crispin, visual, kevin</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/3001535913_c973e92b15.jpg"><br />^the warrior unsheathing his blade</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/3001535915_4da8edafe4.jpg"><br />^kevin declaring Zero Origin's intention with authority</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/3001535919_88d68a7897.jpg"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3071/3001535921_5053b43ac3.jpg"></><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3203/3001535923_8cdebdf568.jpg"><br />^Zero Origin is performing their original song "Lost"</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3174/3002390110_fbb2125cbe.jpg"><br />^the heat is rising with every note</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/3002390116_b9e4f106a6.jpg"><br />^as Crispin put it: the battle between Cris and Wee</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/3002390122_1ab7b302be.jpg"><br />^visual and his blackie</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/3002390126_f4bbb97459.jpg"><br />^he's on fire! nothing can stop him now!</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/3002390128_dca3159787.jpg"><br />^can you feel the energy?</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3139/3002390132_0e86f40104.jpg"><br />^the stage is set...</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/3002399336_d9d7a3c04a.jpg"><br />^the energy level is rising the crowd feels it...</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/3002399340_2b5e80c145.jpg"><br />^getting ready for the climax</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/3002399342_44ebb3c390.jpg"><br />^oh Cris is having an orgasm on stage!</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3196/3002399344_c5fdebc916.jpg"><br />^tears came out from a highly emotional performance... it was a tremendous personal and collective achievement nonetheless...</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/3002399346_0a99c555c8.jpg"><br />^Zero Origin has reached a new heights, regardless the resutls...</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3230/3001568335_54d038639f.jpg"><br />^waiting for the moment of truth</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/3001568339_022f18e617.jpg"><br />^we've won right?!!!</><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/3001568343_4ec7ceab52.jpg"><br />^yes you have... congrats again and well done!</p><br /></div></span><br />the Malaysian Finals of the Asian Beat Band Competition 2008 will be held on the 30th November at the Beach Club, KL. good luck and my best wishes to you guys...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-491891574651764433?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-56422430802917950102008-10-17T09:34:00.021+08:002010-09-07T15:32:57.645+08:00i got out for work today, the sunshine was bright. it gently touched my tanned skin, it was warm and i liked it...<br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />haven't been updating this for quite some time. should i be worried? i have no idea how many actually read this blog anyway. have you been waiting? just to update everybody, its been 2 weeks. too many, and too few things happened. <br /><br />so, i'm just curious and wanted to ask, especially the ladies. who doesn't like milk choc balls? how about with nuts? it's been real long since i had some back in the days when they all came in square tin containers and only during chinese new years. <br /><br />i was hunting at a supermarket the other day and found that this may be one of the best value for money choc you can get from the shelves. cadbury dairy milk milk choc balls in plastic container packaging that reminds me of mariah carey's oversized and cho-lo boobs. do ignore the fact that i have already indulged half of them as i write this but it looks something like this:<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3043/2947912069_28186b77ff.jpg"></p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2948097021_39c703ef89.jpg"></p><br />and ok, basically we have 3 type of nuts here. almond, hazel and ground nuts. my dear friend told me she dislikes 'mixed nuts' because it drives her nuts. she doesn't like the ground nuts. hehehe. i figure that i might be able to help her (and maybe some of you) to still be able to enjoy the contents of this wonderful bottle so here goes: a simple experiment to distinguish what you may get from that choc ball you are holding. look at the pic below.<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3144/2948097025_01796a5419.jpg"></p><br />ok my guess: the biggest one will be almond. no need to be too smart to figure this out. now, the more challenging part, hazel and ground nut. which is which? mu guess: left is hazel, right is ground nut. hazel is round thus should 'produce' a round choc ball, while ground nut is a bit oblong thus an oblong (duh!) choc ball. lets see... nobody mess with the piko...<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2948097027_2a1c9c5b09.jpg"></p><br />ok i am humiliated by a nut. the "almond" turned out to be a stupid big ground nut. i have been humiliated by a nut. take that you nut! (swallowed the nut whole without chewing) uhuk uhuk cough cough. (from this moment on i had a grudge on ground nuts except against the ngan yin brand ones)<br /><br />but piko is not to be denied! this is the largest choc ball i find and am sure the rest of the 2 will be what i think they are. here goes!<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2948097033_a8a095bc8b.jpg"></p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2948097039_2e006e71f1.jpg"></p><br />no need to be amazed by my brilliance. its an almond! heh heh heh *grins. now the second one will be a hazel. dont believe me?<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3069/2948097041_26cccc7413.jpg"></p><br />you were warned. its a hazel. hmmmph. don't mess with the piko. next up! lets reveal the ground nut!<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/2948099577_2ab2d87169.jpg"></p><br />as you can see it looks like a hazel nut shaped ground nut. yes. yes. as you can see. yup. <br /><br />so there you have it folks. i have just educated you on how to distinguish various kinds of nuts that hide in your milk choc balls. big big is almond, small got two shapes: round is hazel, slightly oblong is ground nut. good? good...<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3049/2947912075_620bcb2bb6.jpg"></p><br />the conclusion: nuts drives me nuts (swallow all nuts without chewing!) cough cough!!!!<br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-5642243080291795010?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-77648507336470814402008-10-09T22:18:00.029+08:002010-09-07T15:33:02.089+08:00a couple of forum friends of mine broke the news about something that have excited me the same way something similar did about 15 years ago...<br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />that exciting proudest moment was winning the first prize in the Dewan Pelajar's 25th anniversary (or was it 30? i cant recall properly) coloring contest... hahahah! well, actually no big deal right? ;)<br /><br />so the latest equivalent was to have been enlightened that my picture has been featured in the Digital Camera Magazine Malaysia Edition for the month of October.<br /><br /><p align="center"><br /><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k87/petreksw/blog%20headers/DSC01801.jpg"/><br /><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k87/petreksw/blog%20headers/DSC01802.jpg"/><br /><img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k87/petreksw/blog%20headers/DSC01803.jpg"/><br /><br />this picture of this pasar malam guy who played a toy bubble gun...<br /><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/2792996582_b5031bcd3d.jpg"/><br /></p><br />to feed your curiosity just in case, the picture was snapped at Batu Feringghi pasar malam (night market), Penang. i believe the night market should be quite famous to foreigners for all the right reasons. yes, i said "right". here are a few more pics of that encounter that may interest you...<br /><p align="center"><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2792996556_f329689a7a.jpg"/><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2792996570_270d05a6cc.jpg"/><br /><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3295/2793003064_7280e7d326.jpg"/><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2793003080_416d28748f.jpg"/><br /></p><br />the entire photo album can be viewed <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/petreksw/sets/72157606925741259/" target="_blank">at my flickr set</a><br /><br />well i do hope this will be a start of more wonderful things to come, things far greater than this. wish me luck. in the end it dawns to me that, its not me who was featured. it was him... that toy seller guy :) i seriously will pay him a visit to pass him a copy of the mag and buy a few of those guns... who wants to play with me? ;)<br /><br />ps: i just got another good news. huahuahua. to be revealed later ;)<br /><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-7764850733647081440?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-7937447076766616842008-09-29T19:47:00.019+08:002010-09-07T15:33:31.726+08:00is it still the same, i wonder? days when i see those wooden houses over that side at the kampung being decorated with blinking colorful lights and little oil lamps on a bamboo stick in the courtyard... <br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />days when the night before, the old man will announce the sighting of the baby moon, days when the morning tele, instead of showing some popular disney cartoon on a holiday morning, shows the morning prayers instead? days when it always happen in the first 2 months of the year rather than at the other end of the year like recently?<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2900610221_1d01c745a3.jpg"/></p></div></span><br />time passes by, things change, people change. even the recipe for the ketupat changes... so does the way people remember the purpose of it all...<br /><br />selamat Eid uL-Fitr<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-793744707676661684?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-25906600800173152122008-09-16T17:08:00.027+08:002010-09-07T15:33:28.683+08:00extreme exhaustion. back from the wonderful outing at the Penang National Park, i have been spending the rest of the day looking through and doing all the usual works on the pictures i snapped. it was already past midnight. meaning... the mooncake festival have just passed...<br /><br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />there was this great and yummy piece of cloud over the clear sky. the bright and round mr. moon shone majestically through the cumulus. the curvy formation of the cloudlets (yes, cute word) were so similar to waves i saw at the beach. it was, majestic and serenely, beautiful...<br /><br />so what else? i guess i have to delay my bedtime for a few moments. so i headed to a park nearby, set up everything and just had, some fun. <br /><br />the park is quite big, easily accomodate 3 to 4 football fields. it was, fitting to the hour, deserted and quiet. wearing just slippers, i could feel the wet and cool grass as i was walking to the center trying to find the most open spot. <br /><br />i was not entirely alone though. i could hear a faint chatting sound. i figured that the sound should be coming from one of the shaded (by the street lamps) seats. the recent uncertainty on the local political situation does somehow worry me that i might not be safe being in such a place at such a time though.<br /><br /><p align="center">so first up, the reason i was there at the first place...</p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2861482193_2d45d7924d.jpg"/></p><br />my eyes were heavy. but i was there, and the thoughts of coming back another day just to shoot the park itself, not a refreshing idea for the sleepy state i was in. or was it? it was a cool night, fortunately. guess i'll hang around a bit. look at the time: almost 3 am. great. i will be having a sleepy monday a work for sure!<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2861482199_e88c3a94d0.jpg"/></p><br /><p align="center">can i play? better not. i might get stuck :D</p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/2861482213_6876cf37ff.jpg"/></p><br /><p align="center">well actually i think i have a fetish for night shots. well, its a different world, aint it?</p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2861494817_4188a93db3.jpg"/> <img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2861519535_28fc038a2a.jpg"/></p><br />by the time i was almost finished, the passing by police patrol car that had been circling the area came to a sudden halt, quickly (and roughly) reversed for a few meters, and pointed the spotlight at my direction. as we (i supposed) exchanged stares from a distance, there was this sudden silence, and the only sound we could hear was that 'croak' of the frog. about half a minute later the car drove away, convinced that i'm not someone they need to be suspicious of. smart choice... well, not the first time i encounter the police on my outings such as this. i'll enlighten you on it some other day...<br /><br /><p align="center">a UFO passing by. sorry, not interested. keep away from my sky please. trying to snap some pics here man!</p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2861541449_6931d763f1.jpg"/></p><br /><p align="center">care to join me for an outing next time?</p><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2861543297_f53767617a.jpg"/></p> </div></span><br />the whole set of peace can be found <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petreksw/sets/72157607321121793/" target="_blank">here</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-2590660080017315212?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7989369237606246359.post-65421046401329164632008-09-12T14:35:00.011+08:002010-09-07T15:33:25.278+08:00kinda mysterious, him. while most are out and about, happily welcoming the coolness of the night, he is always there. watching. doesnt make a sound or making himself too imposing to be noticed. yet, he is there. only those who know and wiling to, can find him. and many greet him. even so, he never make a sound, and as ever, never had any expression. he is just there...<br /><span onClick="this.nextSibling.style.display=((this.nextSibling.style.display=='none')?'':'none');" onclick="this.nextSibling.style.display='';"><div class='quotetop'><font color="#66B5FF"><i>click to continue:</i></font></div></span><span style='display:none;'><div class='quotemain'><br />there are tales about him, or associated with him. to me, and many, all others will not matter come this sunday ~ his special day. yet, he won't have any expression to show. never did, and ever will be. those who see with their hearts may think, he will be very glad, that, as if its his birthday, everyone that remembers him toast to him, and most importantly, associate him with that specially made red-bean-filled little cake...<br /><br />the fact is, the moment i'm writing without any real idea of when the day of the festival is going to be. hence, just now i (panicky) went hunting for some of those brown cakes. and not too surprised to find that even these brown buddies come in different fillings already. <br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3196/2850183340_aac8a9788e.jpg"></p><br />cute? as traditional as they may seem, they are also nicely labeled...<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2850183326_76e49fedd3.jpg"></p><br />for some reason, despite all the fancy varieties of moon cakes nowadays, i just find the type that i used to know, best suit me. the round and brown, red bean filled, moon cake. with a skin a lil bit oily and shiny. that distinct burnt smell. the aroma from the ingredients and the oily coat... and i can't find any!<br /><br /><p align="center"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2850192036_bb478758c6.jpg"></p><br />so care to take a lil' bit of your time and greet that fella come sunday night? he is there always, perhaps watching us and has been keeping us safe, sung our bedtime song, eased our broken hearts and inspiring people everywhere...<br /></div></span><br />see more mooncakes <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/petreksw/sets/72157607241931779/" target="_blank">here</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7989369237606246359-6542104640132916463?l=pikopita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pikonoreply@blogger.com1