tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-118127902024-03-14T12:18:58.163+08:00Is Sky The Limit : Episode 1The world is a big toy store with all sort of assortment for you to play. How tall can you build your skyscraper? How wide an ocean can you swim? Sky is never the limitation...william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1135673653929874482005-12-27T16:42:00.000+08:002006-03-30T12:30:12.503+08:00Good Bye...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><strong>I have read many about</strong></em> how guys could not get a girlfriend, listen to many rantings about guys unable to get a girlfriend, or heard of guys fail to get girlfriend. On the other hand, i also read, listened and heard many of my friends unable to get boyfriends. Today i read another issue on it. So where did we go wrong? Did today's Adam and Eve's generation went too far from the basic principle of courting? </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Has we all, the newer improve Adam and Eve version has gone far and more advance than our very own predecessor? Or have we all gone too borderless in our society that we have more choice until we are unable to choose? Or are we too busy with our careers to go seek partners until it is too late (<em>meaning you are too old? Then blame you are old?</em>) </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />How about blaming the very old saying that one is being too choosy? Like a friend of mine saying that he or she should have certain things on such and such. At the end of the day, we all still know and say that <em>not all things is perfect</em>. Sometimes perfect things may have its other cons too.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />I read somewhere and the person quoted that in Malaysia, the ratio of single women to single men is 15:1. This make me think, is this correct? Maybe it is correct. If you are one of them what would you do by now? Go hook yourself up in Friendster, MSN, Messenger, pubs, Ah Moi.com, and other matchmaking services? <em>Why not</em>? Otherwise, where will you find your partner? The point here is not getting yourself panick and start looking for a partner. My point is what happen to the basic principle of courting that resulted many of us crying no partners? <em>Or actually the basic of courting is wrong?</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Here let me list out the things that we all will consider (let it be the men's or the women's factor):<br />1. <strong>Facial</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Everyone wants someone who is beautiful and handsome. No doubt this is everybody wish.<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. <strong>Height</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Girls wants guys taller than them. Guys wants girl shorter than them. How about the other way round?<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. <strong>Size</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">This matters to me but i have seen couple of opposing sizes together. Given the heart, would you mind your girlfriends is bigger than yours?<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">4. <strong>Money</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">If anyone who argue that money is not important this person ought to be shot dead. Come on man, everything needs money. If you can't belanja your girlfriend for dinner and see movie at least you still need to save for wedding right? Money is important. Do not say that money is not important. When your girfriend is sick how are you going to pay for her medical? So you think she has company clinic.. wait till you marry your girlfriend. Every bit is money. So money is important but try not put too much strain on the relationship base on money. I am tellling you that money is important but relationship still needs it. However, there are girls who are pretty strict on this issue. Worth arguing.<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">5. <strong>Property</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">When you got money, this is second. So, guys with this won't have problem. But, yes there is always a but, there are guys after 40 and having so much money and property they couldn't find a wife. What went wrong? OK, a guy with this status will have girls coming to you! Now, will there be love? Aiya, you got money i give you love lor... no money bye bye lor... where does that stand? o_O...<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">6. <strong>Love</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Love, everybody talks about it. Old people says, "aiya, ah mui, as long as the man loves you lar... dun be so fussy lar.. nanti orang tak mau lu". Love. How many of us here has interpreted love from its worse to its sweetness? Do you know that love sometimes can be painful? Painful when you had gone after a girl so many years and then she said, "sorry, this guy is my boyfriend, we started XX months ago..."Quite an irony right? that is a reality man... I put love last because at the end of courtship, love is still the strongest subject to be discuss...<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So, where do we go wrong when it comes to courtship? Do we blame the ladies if we cannot find a partner? Or do the ladies blame the men when they cannot find their desired partner? I find men to be very foolish to blame women's success that cause them partner-less. Don't you think it is unfair to women? If you blame women because they are too success then have you ever thought of yourself why you did not do well in your early life? Go stray and waste money and at the end say women is more success. Men who say that should be ashamed of themselves.<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Men should be more confident with themselves. Why do you want to compare yourself with women's level of success? After all, they won't bite you. Yes, it may be true that the face value of men is often less thicker and worried that they might be the story of the year and gossip by other people that he lives on his wife. Why not? World change. There are out there men who clean the house and cook for their wife. <em><strong><span style="color:#333333;">I've seen men cling on to their wife's arm while shopping!</span></strong></em><br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Come, let us ask ourselves this question:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">1. Do you mind if your wife earn more than you?<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. Do you mind if your girlfriend earn more than you?<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. Do you mind if your girlfriend drives a bigger car than you?<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">4. Do you mind if your girlfriend is more sociable than you?<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">5. Do you mind if your girlfriend is more chic than you?<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">6. Do you mind if your girlfriend holds a position higher than you?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />At the end of the day,<em> this is what i have to say to <strong><span style="color:#333333;">ladies and gentlemen</span></strong> out there</em>,<br />1. The ratio of 15 : 1 is not accurate, if this is so, i think 1 utama is full of single guys and gals. Most probably, the next time i rode up an escalator, i will see guys in a row and girls in the other row. Come on lar... Malaysian guys and Malaysian girls boleh lar...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />2. I believe in fate and faith in meeting your partner. If fate comes then your faith in having a partner will come. Just be patience.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />3. Be yourself and don't go ape over someone. Be cool. A simple start up line can be as nice as, "<em><strong><span style="color:#333333;">hi my name is !xobile, can i be your friend?</span></strong></em>" Don't you think that sound nice and polite. <em>It works for ladies too</em>. It does not show you are making the first move. Just a simple friendly introduction to kill the ice. Rather than cursing up your arse and trying to cook up something to get to know the girl. I met my wife like that. After all, men should always be brave and go up to the girl. I am a guy writing this so i will always insist that guy make the move first. <em>Gentleman mar!</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />4. Courtship should be relaxing and fun. Don't fuss and fuse over small matters. <em>Close one eye lar</em>. If fuss and fuse like a dynamic then no point anymore. <em>See also argue, over the phone also nag, eat also nag... what's the point of continuing the relationship? Unless you are the verbal-sadistic type lar... like to be verbally torture... hehehehehe...</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />5. Last but not least, stay honest and don't play play around. Think of yourself if you are in her shoe; the same goes for ladies. This are things that you will learn over time. Ladies like guys who think about them. Guys also in turn like ladies who cares about them. What is wrong to let one guard down for each other.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />This will be my last entry for this blog. See you around.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Bye Bye...<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit</strong>... remember... until then... good bye!</span></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1135656391163582662005-12-27T12:04:00.000+08:002005-12-27T12:06:31.176+08:00Is sky the limit? No... Thank you.<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em>All things will eventually come to an end</em></strong>, i will be closing my blog soon. In conjunction with the coming New Year 2006, i will be writing my last few entries to bid 2005 goodbye. It has been a rough journey for me this year. I wish everyone a good year ahead.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Happy New Year.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Sky is not the limit...</strong> Good Bye</span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1135318615797089842005-12-23T13:52:00.000+08:002005-12-23T16:35:24.230+08:00King Kong ROX...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Watched King Kong yesterday night with wife</span></strong> and my low expectation for a remake movie was wrong. It turned out good! In comparison to the 70s, this King Kong ROCKS! I must say that the film is quite long (3 hours). It took the film one hour before the famous silverback gorilla is brought into the picture. But, <em>there is always a but</em>, once the movie introduced this <em>silverbackie</em> the adventure begins to the end. The ending was sad. King Kong was shot down by military planes. He was bitten down <em><span style="color:#333333;">neither by T-Rexes nor carnivourous bats</span></em> but modern fighting machines. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Today, my friend had a conversation with me, mindless and mou lei tou (nonsence) chat about King Kong. Have you ever thought that Peter Jackson did in fact injected some LOTR into King Kong or how about a King Kong trilogy (KK: The Trilogy). <strong><em><span style="color:#333333;">Just like LOTR</span></em></strong>. Below is the mindless conversation but it sounded good: (<span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"><strong><em>Juan Roman Riquelme and King Kong in motion</em></strong></span>)</span></div><p><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#000000;">Juan Roman Riquelme</span> says: brother<br /><span style="color:#000000;">Juan Roman Riquelme</span> says: u watched kk oredi??<br /><span style="color:#000000;">King Kong</span> says: </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#000000;">yup<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">Juan Roman Riquelme</span> says: wat u think??<br />King Kong says: cool man<br />King Kong says: u watch oredy<br />King Kong says: worth watching and buy the dvd too<br />King Kong says: very worth it<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: i watched oredi<br />King Kong says: cool<br /><br />... chat editted...<br /><br />King Kong says: just the dinosaur part<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: i think the producer purposely wanna drag the movie<br />King Kong says: bunuh t-rex macam buka durian<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: tat part is cool....the graphics<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: but the story actually can be shorter.....<br />King Kong says: yup.. the way kk try to pry open the t-rex mouth to kill them<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: dragging....<br />King Kong says: well, all i know is at the end my back row ladies all crying<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: hahahaha<br />King Kong says: sebab itu gorila mati<br /><br />... chat editted again ...<br /><br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: yah...ladies like King Kong a lot<br /><br />... chat editted again ...<br /><br />King Kong says: just that the worm part where jack driscoe kena serang.. that one extra lar<br />King Kong says: i think that one drag the movie<br />King Kong says: original mana ada serangga serang human<br />King Kong says: u know the one where giant cockcroaches, worms, and etc<br />King Kong says: that one pretty scary<br />King Kong says: on the overall, not bad lar.. considering peter jackson..<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: the movie is ok<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: just the dragging part lorr<br />King Kong says: which part u think is dragging?<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: after 1 hour only the big guy came out<br />King Kong says: oh i c.<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: i mean the hero...man....he came out only after 1 hour??<br />King Kong says: .. peter jackson.. mar.. maybe he too accustom to do LOTR trilogy<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: ya ya<br />King Kong says: :P<br />King Kong says: nanti peter jackson <strong>do</strong> KK: Trilogy<span style="font-size:85%;"> <em>( King Kong : Trilogy )</em><br /></span>King Kong says: KK 2: The SON<br />King Kong says: KK 3 : The Reborn<br />King Kong says: KK 2 : tells the hidden story between Ann and King Kong make love and she born King Kong's son.. Then King Kong's son goes to NY to look Ann..<br />King Kong says: KK 3 : the native in Skull Island revive KK because they are too bosan!<br />King Kong says: what do you think?<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: damn man<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: i mean the big guy oredi 30 feet tall<br />King Kong says: aiya.. KK masturbate.. drown ANN with his sperm lar.. then some sperm swim into her womb lar<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: u crazy man<br />King Kong says: that is why there was one part, Jack Driscoe found both of them asleep together mar...<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: tat is too much man<br />King Kong says: crazy? No lar... have u seen such a big ape?<br />King Kong says: why not? Anything is possible...<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: Peter Jackson will get whack when the movie comes out<br />King Kong says: story mar!<br />King Kong says: :P<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: i will be the first to drown him wif sperm<br />King Kong says: o_O"<br />King Kong says: peter jackson say, " i wanna put some LOTR element in KK.. so there will be trilogy"<br />King Kong says: that is why u see a group of shipmates and the film crew go save Ann (<em>just like the fellowship... hehehe...</em> )<br />King Kong says: and some <em>ogres</em> look alike (native) living in Skull Island<br />King Kong says: then u see KK go to mountain (<em>mount Doom</em>) to see sun set with Ann<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: the next movie is willi the king kong<br />King Kong says: that is connection dude..<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: like hulk... la....when angry will change<br />King Kong says: diu<br />Juan Roman Riquelme says: but when willi angry will change to king kong<br />King Kong says: yah. yah.. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Mindless right? Cheers.. this conversation just mindless but it took place today morning...</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Sky is not the limit</strong>... go watch King Kong climb The Empire State's Building!</span></p>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1135217502633277102005-12-22T09:57:00.000+08:002005-12-25T01:31:18.956+08:00Some company delivering JUNK MAILS should be shot dead!<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Do you know that junk emails sometimes</strong> may contain valuable information like <em>sex services, sex products, dating sites, news updates, then most notably some junks from company inviting you to try out their product</em>. Some of these products can be real good. Unfortunately, all these sample goodies sent to your junk box might not be applicable to you because you are not residing in their country. This made me feel quite of being used and disappointed. I felt being used because <strong><em>they raped and molested</em></strong> my junk box’ memory space and disappointed because I am not able to sample this good products. Therefore, why in the first place they send it to me? This is a good question.<br /><br />Do you realize that your email can be randomly generated by a program and sent out randomly to any unsuspecting idiot like me or my email has been bought by some company for a minimal fee so that can send out advertisement, useless advertisement like sending me something that I cannot use because I am not residing there. All these things really sucks. One day, I wrote back to this company who were doing this kind of advertisement through email and it was like below:<br /><br /></div><blockquote><p align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Hi SPG,<br /><br />You give me a free sample email. And that email that you got from someone, i do not know who give it to you, send me something that i would not be able to retrieve that sample to use. Did you guys check out that email before you send out? Some email users might not be residing in US. You guys should do some checking before sending out.<br /><br />So what should i do? If samples that you guys give out is only for US residents then why in the first<br />place select me to try out your samples. I am not residing in US. You rob me off the opportunity to try out this great product. </em></span></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><em><p align="justify"><br />I feel bad about it.<br /><br />You guys should really check out the email before you send it out.<br /><br />I am very disappointed at SPG because I am not a US resident to try out this gift and you dare send to my inbox and telling me that I can try out your product! SPG a real joke!<br /><br />Thank you.<br /></p></em></span></blockquote><div align="justify"><br />And you know what their response’s title in my email:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Delivery Failure for Email : Failure notice!</em></span><br /><br />It means the email address that they publish in their website is not working. I do not know this company and you send me kinds of rubbish. I will only say one word : <strong>SCAM!</strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><br /></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">sky is not the limit...</span></strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1135146006343512862005-12-21T14:16:00.000+08:002005-12-21T15:04:01.263+08:00My Personal Christmas Wish...<p><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is the wish list that i want for Christmas:<br />01. Increase pay with bonus<br />02. Increase annual holiday<br />03. Increase remuneration<br />04. Increase annual holiday<br />05. Bigger cubicle<br />06. Reduce car loan<br />07. Reduce petrol price<br />08. Reduce Amcorp's parking fee<br />09. Reduce Amcorp's food price<br />10. Increase food variety in Amcorp<br />11. Reduce my personal debt<br />12. Increase my facial hair so i can be like wolverine... right now, i am ok lar<br />13. Increase my height a bit<br />14. Reduce my weight to 64kg... so it will be idea.. now i am 66... still ok lar<br />15. upgrade my notebook<br />16. upgrade my apartment to a bungalow<br />17. upgrade my car to a <strike>private jet</strike>.. Nissan_shift's MURANO<br />That will be all for my Christmas’s wish list...<br />Merry christmas.<br /><br /><br />sky is not the limit...</span></p>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1135054092500409532005-12-20T12:32:00.000+08:002005-12-20T13:05:12.676+08:00COM Stim in Singapore...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="color:#333333;">COM went to Singapore for four days</span></strong> last week. He had a great one. He was a more like syok (shock) seeing the new city. On one particular thing, the police in Singapore, he was like so potong stim... <em>we had this conversation while we were on his <strong><span style="color:#333333;">kapchai</span></strong> to work</em>:</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: You know everywhere i go, the city is clean and expensive too.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : Well, the lion city wor...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: Everything i have to pay, parking, even just outside my uncle's apartment, mrt, eating, blah.. blah...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : of coz man, you have to... you think its free... Malaysia is also catching up... toll, parking RM5 near KLCC, parking RM3 in AMCORP, blah blah...</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After a while, </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: I am surprise that all the policemen there are chinese, very fair too... everyone of it... everyone... every police... every police.. every police...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : o_O"</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : Hey, Singapore majority are chinese lar... u think ur grandfather punya ar?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: All police is chinese... All police is chinese... All police is chinese...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : o_O"... eh concentrate on your bike... </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Then after a while again... </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: i went to Geylang to wash some eyes.. you know what.. the girls are cun there you know... Russians, Chinese, Portugeses... its like the whole world whore's there... man... oh man... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : so it's like a WWW for you lar? So you get to screw some of them?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: no lar...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : Why? but you say its the WWW there? What's stoppin you?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: AIDS lar...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : You wor... don't sound like you... sure ar you don't want?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: You f**K lar! </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Then after a while</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: But i see the pimps are treating the girls very rough...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: Pity them also...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : You should go rescue them... you are the royal bengal tiger right?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: o_O</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : ok ok... what a waste you din screw...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: ok ok next time...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : Sure?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: Sure... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : how much was one session...?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>COM </em>: SD40.. and depend on the type of girls... cun girls.. cun girls.. cun girls... cun girls... cun girls... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : o_O"</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">William : ok ok... just concentrate on your bike... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">He sure got stim and potong stim on some issues in Singapore... o_O" </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">That's me as a pillion rider on Abeer's bike to work today. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Scary huh?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Sky is not the limit</span></strong>... <span style="font-size:85%;"><em>it will be if your Bengal Tiger is stim and then not stim and then stim again... </em></span></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1134448013185035752005-12-13T12:24:00.000+08:002005-12-13T12:29:16.653+08:00Juicy, Sweet, and Tasty...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><strong>It was a sight to be behold</strong></em>. All men love it. Not all men but some loves the smell. To some, we crave it and love it. Fingering while we enjoy it. It was so good. I can still remember when i had finger-ed it last week while holidaying. It was so good to resist the temptation. Oh boy, was it hot in the room or was it me? I just have to wait for the right moment. We splitted it and finger it, lick it, swallow it. It was fleshy and juicy. It drips everywhere and we had to becareful not to spill it otherwise it will be wasted. Sweet and tasty. It was so great... that evening...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The <strong><em>durian</em> </strong>was great! </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1134445323299915322005-12-13T11:34:00.000+08:002005-12-13T12:15:10.206+08:005 days Holiday in Ipoh<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Schedule </strong>For five days holiday in Ipoh:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Day 1:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">10:40 AM : Begin journey</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:23 PM : Reach home</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">14:00 PM : Lunch</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">14:45 PM : Rest and Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:30 PM : Break</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em></em></span><span style="font-family:arial;">16:15 PM : Watch movie and sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">18:00 PM : Dinner</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">19:00 PM : Watch TV</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">23:00 PM : Supper</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;">24:00 AM : Playstation Event.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">05:00 AM : Sleep</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Day 2:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:00 AM : Woke up</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:30 AM : Breakfast</span> </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:50 AM : Wash Car</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">10:40 AM : Watch movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">12:00 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:00 PM : Lunch</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:45 PM : Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:00 PM : Break</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:30 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">18:00 PM : Dinner</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">17:00 PM : Watch TV</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">23:00 PM : Supper</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">24:00 AM : Playstation Event</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">05:00 AM : Sleep</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Day 3:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">07:00 AM : Woke up</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">07:15 AM : Jogging with parents</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:30 AM : Breakfast</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">10:30 AM : Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">12:00 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:00 PM : Lunch</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:45 PM : Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:00 PM : Break</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:30 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">18:00 PM : Dinner</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">17:00 PM : Watch TV</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">23:00 PM : Supper</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">24:00 AM : Playstation Event</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">05:00 AM : Sleep</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Day 4:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:00 AM : Woke up</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:30 AM : Breakfast</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">10:30 AM : Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">12:00 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:00 PM : Lunch</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:45 PM : Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:00 PM : Break</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:30 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">18:00 PM : Dinner</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">17:00 PM : Watch TV</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">23:00 PM : Supper</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">24:00 AM : Playstation Event</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">05:00 AM : Sleep</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Day 5:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:00 AM : Woke up</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">09:30 AM : Breakfast</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">10:30 AM : Watch Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">12:00 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:00 PM : Lunch</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">13:45 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:00 PM : Break</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">15:30 PM : Sleep</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">16:30 PM : Pack and went back to KAY EL.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Enjoyful and excited, fun filled and great!. </span></span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit... relaxing life man!</strong></span>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1133941409733631642005-12-07T15:21:00.000+08:002005-12-08T07:51:30.920+08:00Men's eyes and Ladie's eyes... any difference?<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Lately, my colleague nudged me in IM had a good conversation</strong>, after that i kept wondering about how women and men see pictures. She sent me a picture of a woman. So i saw the picture that has a beautiful girl in it. Blond and has a sexy smile. Of course, the girl is very appealing. After that, i was told that the bag was beautiful! <em>Where is the bag?!</em> My god! So the picture is an ad selling a bag... <em>i did not see the bag</em>... <em>oh the bag was held by the girl at one corner...</em> Below is the conversation:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#330033;">@round Th3 World just sent you a Nudge!<br /></span><br />@round Th3 World says: ha ha ha<br />@round Th3 World says: err…<br />@round Th3 World says: the bag nice?<br />Ultraman says: which bag?<br />Ultraman says: oh u mean that bag..<br />Ultraman says: ok gua..<br />@round Th3 World says: yalah..<br />@round Th3 World says: ha ha ha ha ha ha<br />@round Th3 World says: ha ha ha ha<br />Ultraman says: hahaha<br />@round Th3 World says: sure u cannot see<br />@round Th3 World says: my fren said the gal pretty<br />@round Th3 World says: come on<br />@round Th3 World says: the main point in pic is the bag<br />Ultraman says: i agree the girl is pretty<br />@round Th3 World says: i think this is the difference between gal n guy<br />Ultraman says: honestly, when i look at the pic.. i see the girl<br />Ultraman says: ka ka ka<br /></div></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ultraman says: </span><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#330033;">i think the girl is there to con husbands into buying bag for their wifes</span><br /></div></span></em><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ultraman says: if you see the logic like this,<br />wife: buy me this beg la, sayang<br />husband: (looking <em>and</em> admiring at the girl) yes... yes...</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ultraman says: logical right?<br />@round Th3 World says: walaueh...<br />@round Th3 World says: when i see the pic<br />@round Th3 World says: i see the bag only<br />@round Th3 World says: u ah...<br />Ultraman says: hehehehehehehe...</span></div><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I think man in nature do see things differently from girls. I admit that i see things some times as <em>what man sees. </em>if you give me a CLEO or FEMALE magazine i think i'll be watching at beautiful ladies <em>or babes-lar</em>, skimming through it and will never get to know the magazine's valuable contents and knowledge. Give me a poster with girls in it i think i will look at those girls first... i hope my wife won't shoot me for this...</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></p><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1133938564389591042005-12-07T14:51:00.000+08:002005-12-07T15:07:03.550+08:00One Wild Night...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>It was a dark and stormy night</strong>, my throat was dried and my stomach was empty. A bit hungry. Yet i couldn't sleep. It was almost 2 in the morning. The whole apartment was silent except a few dragonflys flying around the lights causing some buzzing sound. i could a cat meowing. Went out to the kitchen for a hot milk. Oh, i forgotten my Dutch lady is empty. Milo also empty. I think i'll settle for a glass of cold water. Then suddenly something gripped me gut, i gotta go. i cannot stand anymore. I am a man and <em>the temptation is too strong</em>. I changed into my pants and t-shirt, got my house keys and car key. Dash down to the parking bay and drove out.</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I drove my way frantically to that joint. It was a joint for midnight goers and those young hot bloods who is in search of one wild night. It was still quite pack and noisy too. There were many girls and guys. These girls are definitely looking good. Those nights of wild and sleepless nights i guess. The foul smell of cigarettes. Laughters of ah lians, ah bengs and some other couples. Wild nights... Wild nights... The blaring of music throughout the night... Then i made my way to the bar.</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">"Nasi bungkus, taruh kari ikan kau kau, letak satu ayam goreng kepak, a-neh!", i cried.<br />"ok ok, mau minum apa?", the indian waiter asked.<br />"Takder minum. Bungkus saja", i smiled to him.<br />"Nah RM3.50 sini... thank you". I left that place.<br />A night in an indian curry house. Ah, the smell of curry and rotis...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Sky is not the limit...</strong></span></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1133926632045390212005-12-07T11:33:00.000+08:002005-12-07T13:37:58.033+08:00Sky is the limit when you are sick<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>I am back!</strong> My project with Coca Cola company from US has finally passed its critical stage. Therefore, i am a bit relax now. </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Unfortunately, I was sick for the past two weeks. Down with fever and sorethroat. My voice was quite coarse ala Darth Vader. Some said charming, some said sexy but my wife said she was like speaking to another pervert "hamsap" guy... but all the whole.. my throat was irritating. Worse, i was cut of from my usual crave which i adore very much:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />i can't eat,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- KFC</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Macdonald</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Nasi with curry fish paste and a fried large chicken wing</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- My wife's chocolates... my bro finished it</span><span style="font-family:arial;">!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Char keuy tiew</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Fried Rice</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Ever loving Malaysia delicacy... yup! Nasi Lemak</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Maybe after a few weeks, i shall resume my craving. Now my taste bud is quite bland and tasteless after two weeks of medication. The antibiotic weeks.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Nurse: Take this antibiotic three times a day after meal</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Me: ok</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Nurse: Take this flu med 2 times a day... very sleepy wan...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Me: ok... if at night when i sleep i take.. can still make love to my wife ar?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Nurse: sure can... and...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Nurse: Take this sorethroat pill 2 times a day... after meal...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Me: ok... wah so many pills... big and small, blue and red... this only ar?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Nurse: Yes, take all. But antibiotic must finish, ok?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Me: ok... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><em>That making love part conversation<strong> i made that up only</strong>. </em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />My wife will kill me when she reads this. Anyway, she was also sick. From the phone she was like sniffing and coughing. That is another saucy conversation which i won't put it in here. After that, the whole week of medicine was just telan saja. Ambik. Buka mulut. Telan. By the way, i am on holiday again to rest starting from tomorrow.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />See you guys again next week.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Sky is not the limit.. <em>but it will be a limit if you are sick!</em></strong></span></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1132107238623378082005-11-16T10:03:00.000+08:002005-11-16T10:46:46.913+08:00Festive and Sumptuous Deepavali Delights...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Deepavali 2005</strong>, CEO invited every board members to his house ("open house") for a sumptuous lunch. Filled with goodies and great curries. Nasi briyani was good. Even though i seldom eat nasi briyani but CEO's nasi briyani was the best... <span style="color:#000066;"><em>here is the menu</em>:</span><br /><br /></div></span><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/1600/Image(046).jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28046%29.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><em> Isn't it smell nice and tasted yummy... oh... it was good...</em></span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28045%29.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><em>Great mutton and chicken curry... wow.. hot.. hot...</em></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28047%29.jpg" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><em>now take a closer look... those juicy and suckling good spicy chunks of chicken...</em></span></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"></span></em><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28051%29.jpg" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"><em>here's another one of the good stuffs of Deepavali...</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28050%29.jpg" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#003333;"><em>Here is our COM (Chief of Macha) feasting... <strong>finger lickin' good! </strong></em></span></span></p><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"></span></em></strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28054%29.jpg" border="0" /></span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Well, wouldn't i wait for another second round? In fact i had three rounds of nasi briyani and some of the curries. Not to mention the ever famous goodies of Deepavali - <strong><span style="color:#000066;"><em>the muruku</em></span></strong>. </span></p><p align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000066;">Happy Deepavali CEO and COM!</span></strong></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></p>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1131445094749052452005-11-08T17:56:00.000+08:002005-11-08T18:18:14.793+08:00If I can just dream on...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>How many of us here ever dream</strong> of becoming back as a child? Me for one.. really miss my childhood. I still remember that my second younger brother and me used to have a big basket full of toys (all sorts you name it... Starcom, Lego, Transformers, Robotech, Cars, Trucks, Pans, Pots, Wok, Soldiers, Tanks, He-Man and so on). But one thing that never fail to animate and entertainment ourselves when my mother was in the kitchen cooking is pretending to ninja turtle and batman.. i once did become "Masked Rider" or should i say "Baja Hitam". Don't ask me why i become so many characters. At that time, the only things we can think of were those. But i love Baja Hitam! </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Once as a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, i was the Michaelangelo and my brother the Donatello. Stick wielding turtle and the nunchaku turtle. We would wear the headpiece that covers our eyes. Yeah i still remember it very much. I bought it from Parkson. My headpiece was orange and my bro was purple. We would jumped from one sofa to another sofa. We thought of jumping on tables but on second thought we skipped it bcoz it was made of glass!!! We would fight each other and some times fight imaginary friends. Running around and jumping around until my mom would come out "Ah Wai shut up! Quiet!". Both of us would run up to second floor and kept quiet. Then outcome the Turtles again! Those were the days.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Then as the Batman, well, this was much funnier, i still use the turtle headpiece but i use my red color blanket as the caped! Voila! A red caped Bat-Turtle-man! Well, imagination were utilizie to the max. Underneath of the bed would be use to hide from the Joker (my brother). All this while when i think of it, my brother played the Joker. Batman did not last as long as Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Came the next Baja Hitam, other than becoming character we drew them on the big art block. At this age, both of us had grown a bit taller and can jump higher. As naughty as kids would be, we went into martial arts! Hey, imagination right? So we would pretend to kick each other like the Baja Hitam and pretend to get injured. One day, being the Baja Hitam took its toll. I jumped across the sofa and landed on my right side. That moment was themost painful experience i ever got! I stretch my pelvic ligament. It was very painful! That onwards the Baja Hitam was really in the clinic. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Imagination between me and my brother did not stop there. After i left Malaysia, seems to me my second brother continued on his crusade with my third younger brother. Imagination in kids is ever flowing. i agree with </span><a href="http://www.vinchng.blogspot.com"><span style="font-family:arial;">www.vinchng.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> that kids world is always much fun and interesting.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I wonder what happen to my legos and the other toys.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>In memory:</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">01. Lego</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">02. Starcom</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">03. Mask</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">04. Transformer</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">05. He-Man</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">06. She-Ra</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">07. Thundercats</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">08. Robotech</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">09. Army Tanks and The Green Soldiers</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">10. Cooking Utensils</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">11. Plastic Vegetables and Fruits</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">12. Play-Doh</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">13. Masked Riders</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">What about kids nowadays? i think Sony Playstation will be the word...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1131350377474697922005-11-07T15:45:00.000+08:002005-11-07T15:59:37.486+08:00SAP R/3 : Converting EXCEL into Internal Table<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Recently, i got an email requesting</strong> that how would one <em>convert an EXCEL format report into SAP file system (internal table).</em> Normally, ABAPer can use <strong><em><span style="color:#666666;">WS_UPLOAD</span></em></strong> to upload that file from EXCEL provided that the EXCEL is saved as DAT or CSV. However, there are times that we just want to convert or get data straight from the EXCEL file itself. Yes, there are many ways to do it.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">To do that, one can use function <strong><em><span style="color:#333333;">'ALSM_EXCEL_TO_INTERNAL_TABLE'</span></em></strong>. This function will extract all data into one standard internal table call <strong><em><span style="color:#333333;">alsmex_tabline</span></em></strong>. This standard internal table will require ABAPer to filter the data so it can be used. Still, when you have done this portion, just be aware of how you will need to upload again from text file to be used in BDC or other process.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">sky is not the limit...</span></strong></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1131343949922941952005-11-07T14:03:00.000+08:002005-11-07T14:12:29.950+08:00SAP R/3 : ALV Page Break<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>It has been weeks and.. probably months</strong> having many attempts to solve the page break in an ALV report. We had tried using <em>REUSE_ALV_GRID_DISPLAY_LVC</em> and returning to use <em>REUSE_ALV_GRID_DISPLAY</em> but both still couldn't force a page break while printing invoices. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>To make a page break, just set grpchgedit = 'x'. This is will set page break to it.</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><em>Solution: </em></strong>Then, the moment came when we found out that we need to refresh one parameter from the ALV module. That is the <strong><span style="color:#333333;">i_buffer_active</span></strong>. This <strong><span style="color:#333333;">i_buffer_active</span></strong> will store all saved layouts into the SAP system. Therefore, everytime when the user invokes an ALV report the <strong><span style="color:#333333;">i_buffer_active</span></strong> will retrieve all saved layouts. (SAP allows shared memory on all things created and saved until it is dispose). </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">What we did was to write an application to refresh the <strong><span style="color:#333333;">i_buffer_active</span></strong>. This is will clear out all the old layouts. Therefore, whenever you make changes to your ALV program related to layout it would be advisable to clear the<strong><span style="color:#333333;"> i_buffer_active</span></strong> so you can test your new changes.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1128688598760155712005-10-07T20:07:00.000+08:002005-11-07T15:05:28.423+08:00Board of Directors (BOD)<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Here in this entry i am going to introduce</strong> to everyone the Belacans of BOD. They are famous and wild like wild horses in the country of Malaysia. One is working high above god knows how many thousand kilometres above sea level, another just finish his MISSIONARY dealings from Phillipines, another one aiming to be most handsome-st BANGLA and last but not least... the guy who think he is good.. ahem.. GOD knows what...<br /><br />The first Board of Directors: DEVON (have some slang bit ok... pronounce as DAY VONNN... hey mate...)<br /><br /><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/1600/Brother%20Dev1.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Brother%20Dev1.JPG" border="0" /></a>Chief of BOD aka C.E.O</strong><br />You can call him DEV or Devon but anyhow... he is the man. You want to know why? He is the Manager in Genting Highland in charge of the Roulette table and other gambling units. He is The Man after Uncle Lim. Anyone who needs to the tips and tricks of the gambling from Genting Highland... well you are looking at the right man. Moreover, he is single... any beauty babes like Mallika.. well girls, you can find him standing in the middle of the casinoe overlooking a few roulette tables... Trust me... you like him more than the casino... with him, u go any where in Genting... bouncer respect you!<br /></span></div><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/1600/Brother%20VictOH1.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Brother%20VictOH1.JPG" border="0" /></a>COC (Chief of Cool)...</strong><br />As you can see from his expression at this mamak table... two hand clasped together and mind pondering... what is he pondering about... girls? money? sex? smoking? parents? movies? well, to tell you the truth that night he was listen to our Chief of BOD narrating his grand love story. COC is just listen intently... but whatever he is thinking we do not know.. most probably still thinking back his good ol's day while he is still doing missionary in Phillipines... with the girls! (ahem... Dev... shhh)<br /><br /><br /></p><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/1600/Brother%20Bai1.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Brother%20Bai1.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>COM (Chief-of-MACHA)</strong><br />As you see, from his face, after munching some ayam tandoori, he sure is macha of the machas. Chief of Machas... He is special, he growl, he sniff, and he laugh. No machas can defeat him. He is the brother and our macha. If you think you own a cool superbike.. his WFE can beat your superbike to pieces. Never underrrrr... estimate Chief of Macha... To tell you all the truth... this guy bought me a birthday cake when i was wearing a boxer... hey, i din know... so i was in the boxer when he came in the ULTRAMAN cake... i told you already.. he is the MACHA of the?... Macha of the MACHAS... you never live alone with him.<br /><br /></div></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/1600/Image(009).jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/Image%28009%29.jpg" width="150" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">What 'bout me? i dunno... i still could'nt figure out what chief's position should i be.. maybe perhaps after i go bouts of teh tarik and a few plates of Naan, Nasi Briyani, Parrupu wadei and some again some roti "Pai" sang... u dunno what is this? ask COM... he will tell you... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The congregation only happens when CEO comes down from Genting Highland. The meeting of Board of Directors happens at irregular hours and days... Monday... in?... in BANGSAR... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>the sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1128673551918887812005-10-07T14:50:00.000+08:002005-11-07T14:30:49.650+08:00In the name of Credit Card...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Today,</strong> Raymond had a conversation with me regarding my VISA and MASTERCARD.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Raymond: So you are applying both or just either one?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">William: Err... apply both lar...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Raymond: Ok man...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Raymond: Then what name you want?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">William: Huh?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">William: ... thinks for a while...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">William: John Rambo can ar?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Raymond: .... looks at me.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Raymond: Yeah right!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I think he felt like GEDEBUSHHHHH-ing me... but then he asked me what name i want right?... John Rambo, Ninja Turtles, James Bond, David Copperfield...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Imagine, if credit cards do really have that flexibility in letting members of the public to have whatever name to be imprint on their card... i begin to wonder how creativity we all will be...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">why not... <em>Duih Nyah Singh</em>...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127893272256879432005-09-28T15:22:00.000+08:002005-09-28T15:43:39.913+08:00Who is this?...<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/1600/hemsom1.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4301/973/200/hemsom1.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">It was a dark and stormy night, suddenly this photo appear in my folder. I look around my cubicle... no one. But this guy quite handsome also and cute. But don't be deceive...<br /></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Anyone knows this guy?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">the sky is not the limit...</span></strong>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127887254708411582005-09-28T13:48:00.000+08:002005-09-28T15:10:13.846+08:00A cuisine for your partner...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Eating is heaven, no doubt about it. I, myself, love eating and cooking. And couples who always </strong>eat out why not ask your partner to cook for you? I have always wanted to cook for my Chicky (originally chillie padi... )</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Here i am going to introduce some of my cookings to you all. Hope it is healthy for everyone. In this cuisine there is no <strong><em>roasted pork (sui yuk). If you want sui yuk go out chop a few lar... unless your partner loves sui yuk! </em></strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">1. Pandan Leave, Raisin and Nuts Rice. </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><u>Ingredients:<br /></u>- A pack fresh big raisins<br />- A pack of cashew nuts<br />- A few pandan leaves<br />- Two cups of rice (depending on how many servings.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Okay guys let me show you how to cook rice the standard way. Put two cups of rice into the rice pot. Wash it and rinse it a few times. Now you will need to put water into the rice pot. Normally, we use our fingers to measure how much water is in the rice pot. Sometimes, person like me i don't know how to measure with my fingers. So this is the most standard way my uncle taught me (my uncle is chef from Qantas): it is very simple: pour in number of cups of water to the number of cups of rice you put in. If you put in two cups of rice then you put in two cups of water. That is it.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Now when you have everything ready. Sprinkle some raisin into the rice. Sprinkle the cashew nuts into the rice. Make sure raisin and cashew nuts are evenly spread into the rice. Now tie the pandan leave into a small ribbon and put it into the rice. (Please make sure you wash your pandan leaves). Now you can put the rice pot into the rice cooker. Press Start Cook!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">In about 20 to 30 minutes you will have a nice smell, a little sweet and nutty rice to eat! Delicious!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><strong>2. Peanut Butter Spaghetti.</strong><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><u>Ingredients:<br /></u>- Peanut Butter<br />- Marjerin<br />- Chopped Onions<br />- Chopped Garlics<br />- black pepper<br />- Spaghetti<br /><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">This serving is not difficult to make. First, use pot to cook the spaghetti. While cooking the spaghetti. Heat another pot with 2 small tablespoon of water. In this pot, put one medium size spoon of marjerin or cooking butter into it. Let it sizzle! Now smell it... Good isn't it? Then put in the chopped garlic, stir it for a while. Then put in the chopped onions. Stir it for a while. Let it simmer for a moment. Last put in the chopped onions. Stir it for a while.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Once the spaghetti is done put it onto the plate. The sauce in the second pot pour on top of it.<br /><br /><br /><strong>3. Peanut Butter Omellete.</strong><br /><u>Ingredients:</u></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Peanut Butter</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Marjerine</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Two Fresh Eggs</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Black pepper</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Onion springs</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- Onion</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- garlic</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- salt</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- soy sauce</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Chop the onion springs, slice the onions in rings, chop the garlic. Heat the pan with marjerine. After that put in the chop garlie. Let is sizzle for a while. Lower down the stove's fire. Put in the slice onions. Let it cook for a while. Then put in the two eggs. Cooked it. I am sure you guys know how to cook eggs right? Ok from here u autopilot the cooking. (During the cooking sprinkle some black pepper... but not too much... otherwise very spicy)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Now the end of it. Put the fried omellete onto a nice plate. Spread the peanut butter on top of the egg. Then sprinkle chopped onion springs onto it. Optional you can put a small cube of butter on top of the egg. Now the peanut butter omellete is ready to serve.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><strong>4. Steam fish</strong><br /><strong></strong><u>Ingredients:</u></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- a good "Pak Chong" fish or a good ikan bawal</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- soy sauce</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- sesame oil</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- ginger</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- chillie (not chopped! but slice a few to look like rings)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- a few slices of mushrooms (not those in cans)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Clean the fish for scales but ikan bawal no scales. Put this good and rich in protein fish into a big steel plate. Put in some soy sauce (banjir it.. but not so banjir... heheheh) then some sesame oil. Then put some slices of mushroom on the sides (to give taste), then sprinkle some chillie rings and slices of gingers.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">The time to steam it is 15 minutes. (You can cook it 15 minutes before dinner or lunch). Once 15 minutes is up. It is hot, fresh and ready to chow down. A Taiwanese engineer once told my dad that the best time to eat fish is to steam it 15 minutes and have it straight away after that. The meat is crunchy and fresh and sweet too. Yum! Yum! Imagine the white color fresh meat of ikan bawal... ooooh....</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><strong>5. Spicy Soy Sauce Chicken</strong><br /><strong></strong><u>Ingredients:</u></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- chillie</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- onion</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- garlic</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- soy sauce</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- chicken drumstick, breast and wings.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><strong>6. Chicken soup with foxbat fruit, barley, bawang putih, black pepper, and hong chou...</strong><br /><u>Ingredients:</u></span></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- hong chou</span></u></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- kei chi (foxbat fruit)</span></u></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- chopped bawang putih</span></u></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- black pepper</span></u></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- barley</span></u></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- tomatoe</span></u></div><div align="justify"><u><span style="font-family:arial;">- carrot</span></u></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Chopped the one tomatoe, slice one carrot, chopped bawang putih and put into one big pot (cukup for two person lar... ). Then boil it. While you are at it, put in hong chou, kei chi, some black pepper and barley. Let it boil. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Good and nutritious... hehehehehehe.. my favourite BOH! Soup Boleh! My brother loves it! <strong><em>Proven by Jason Yau. Eh i have to get some recognition here right?</em></strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><strong>7. Chillie and black pepper fried rice.</strong> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ingredients:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- rice</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- chopped chillie</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- black pepper</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- chopped garlic</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- chopped onions</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- egg.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">- basil leaves.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Hehehee... this part i love most. Take out your WOK. Heat it up. Put in some cooking oil. <strong>No we are not using marjerin! </strong>Let the oil heat up first. Make sure your WOK is real hot. Then dump in chopped garlic and chope onions. Then basil leave (chopped). Stir fry a bit. Then dump in your rice (make sure your rice are loose - so it is easy to stir fry it). How do you loose the rice? You don't know? Ok here is the method:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Use a clean plastic bag (clear).</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Cover it over your hand.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Now squash the rice! (not squash lar... just squash a bit so the rice is loose lar)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"> Stir fried the rice. Then dump in the egg. Let the egg fried a bit. (one not enough? put two)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Then dump in the chopped chillie... put in the black pepper... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">stir fried the rice... after u stir fried enough.. eat it!<br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><strong>9. Meatball with cheese filling, chicken and chopped onion. </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">... wait i need to ask my mom for this recipe... i do not know how to do it... only my mom!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Now you have it one sumptuous lunch or dinner for your partner... Hehehe.. about the last part... go buy from the Italian Pasta!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>the sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127805472266682002005-09-27T15:10:00.000+08:002005-09-27T15:17:52.273+08:00thundercats...That is me...william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127709596288959302005-09-26T12:17:00.000+08:002005-09-28T13:43:11.846+08:00Drive Safe Man!<span style="font-family:arial;">I am a kind of guy who will dig his booger while driving and listen to his chillie padi's Stephanie Sun, then swear at other idiot car drivers from PJ to Sri Damansara and Sri Damansara to PJ.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>While he is happily digging his booger and driving, he will day dream! Dangerous right?</strong> Yeah, damn seriously insane dangerous. Never do this. Occasionally he will daydream while driving. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">But if you do meet him on the road (Sri Damansara - PJ - Sri Damansara) please remember to do the following below:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />1. Do not drive too slow on the fast lane.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">2. Do not cut/overtake him without giving him the courtesy.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">(<em>Well... if you give me the universal courtesy... i will be very glad to reciprocate finely</em>)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">3. Do not horn him from behind if he is correct else i will give you the universal finger!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">4. Do not think he is soft even though he is driving a little KANCIL...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span>The last time it happen i had put it here <a href="http://www.biongroup.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=278">http://www.biongroup.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=278</a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>the sky is not the limit...</strong></span>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127702493252185712005-09-26T10:25:00.000+08:002005-09-26T11:07:25.146+08:00Game Development(GD) Experience...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>I have been meddling with developing games (GD)</strong> for the past two years. From a simple two player English chess, a few tic tac toes and a maze game to an online game. But recently, i had not been able to continue with an online game. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"><em>I can't say i am the expert... but just a beginner...</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Because i haven't receive enlightment on GD yet... </strong>do you know why i love programming so much? i once receive an enlightment... i tell you about it later... it has something to do with "the sky is not the limit"</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"><blockquote><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"><em>ERP programming and GAME programming is total two<br />different worlds. If you think you are good at ERP programming </em></span></p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#336666;"><em><span style="font-family:Arial;">and you should be<br />good at game programming then you are wrong!</span> </em></span></p><p align="justify"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></p></span></blockquote><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is my chronology in game development: (though not so great... but it gives me full satisfaction)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">1. English Chess (two person) - 2001. (not commercialized)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. Englsh Chess (two person) - 2003. (not commercialized an improve version of 2001)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. Tic Tac Toe - 2004.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">4. A maze. 2004</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">5. Shoot the Space Boogers. 2004 (arcade version)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">5. Online game (not successful - project was wasted)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">when i think back of my online game development adventure, i have learnt many things:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">1. One must be determine and have a list of goals and objective layout.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. Understand the online gaming terminology</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. A good game storyline</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">4. A good grasp of technicality in online protocol for games to communicate</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">5. A good grasp of programming skill in programming game logic and game engine</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">6. A good grasp of database skill</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">7. A good grasp in graphic and character development in games</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">8. A good grasp in development game background environment.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">9. A good grasp in game ergonomics </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">10. A good grasp in game design.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Above i have set many things that i learnt so far from my game development. My last game development had left me felt so: - </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">1. sad.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. loss in fund.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. emotional wreck.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Fortunately, i have learnt many things from it about game development. It has set me a standard in my programming life. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Game development is no one person job. It requires a whole team to work with. Team must be commmitted and are clear of their objectives. I did the thing alone... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I must say i did had their vision and their logic ... and my logic understood theirs too... but i just could not go on... Months of development... now left un-finish...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Coming up with a board environment, character, rules, connectivity and communication protocol, database design... was really time consuming. Games are not developed in 4 months... but years and years of planning and development. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Unfortunately i was the only person who are doing all these... programming was cool... I love programming very much... and i adore it... but overdoing it can really kill...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">My advise for those who are doing game programming... better make clear of your commitment... coz you are going in for ROLLER COASTER ride...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i have posted a similar post here <a href="http://www.biongroup.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=294">http://www.biongroup.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=294</a></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></div></span><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">the sky is not the limit...</span></strong></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127357993497967292005-09-22T10:49:00.000+08:002005-11-07T15:22:50.833+08:00SAP R/3 : Combining Two Transparent Table... SE11<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>This problem</strong> had been left unsolved for almost two months. Now i am able to solve it. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><blockquote><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Thanks Mr. Jackie Lee Seng Yong who had also<br />help to solve this problem and </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Mr Yip Wai Yen who suggested this creative<br />idea.</span></div></blockquote></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">The problem or client requested was to able maintain two transparent table when they do transaction. After solving this problem, we have now two type of solutions to it. The first is to use coding to update both tables. The other one, is to create a VIEW to update both tables. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">This is the second solution that both three of us had been trying. Now we had done it. Here will be the following steps to perform the process. Note: with the second solution, ABAPer will not need to write coding.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">TCODE involves:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">1. SE11</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">2. SM30</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. Development class: $TMP. (not allow to transport)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Steps:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">1. Create 1st transparent table.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. Add the following fields (example only): Mandt, ebeln, matnr.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. Create 2nd transparent table.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">4. Add the following fields (example only): Mandt, ebeln, sgtxt.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">5. Make a foreign key in 2nd transparent table.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">6. Use ebeln in 2nd transparent table as the foreign key pointing the first.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">7. Use cardinality 1 : 1.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">8. Generate both of these two tables.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">9. Create a view.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">10. Input 1st transparent table.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">11. Then in relationship select 2nd transparent table</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">12. All columns will be automatically generated.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">13. In fields tab, select the tab that you want to fill or maintain.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">14. Generate view.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">15. Now you can go to SM30 to do the maintenance.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127266775902730012005-09-21T09:10:00.000+08:002005-09-24T12:27:04.836+08:00Life is...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Many years has passed since my first step into a university.</strong> I just could not describe how it feels to go from one university to another university. And remembering the life i had, the story goes like,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Many years ago while i was living in some remote area near my university, i used to worry a lot from studies to relationships. Studies was like i do not know where i am going. After transfer from a double degree (finance and accounting) to IT degree, my life just make a turn. I know nuts on hardware and idiot on programming. Scary isn't it. Well, then relationship, i suck at it. At that time, i can only just admire people going out in couple every Friday night or week day's evening. Couples eating together. For me, i am like a hantu in the uni. The only place i haunt:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">1. Computer Lab</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">2. Library</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">3. My room.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So, what the f**k... at least i have my group of mariachas (comrade Lee and comrade Loy) then another bangla from Kepong (macha Abeer). Of course with this mariachas and handsome self proclaim Bollywood bangla Abeer life with them was never a dull moment. With these three amigoes, we will haunt the movie theatres and KFC and Macdonald. After four years, everybody graduated and left to find their own paths and ways.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo Loy and Amigo William - worked in a same company, then i left, he stayed. Then he left for a new career.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo Lee - went on to work in Maybank then to another company and stayed there.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo Bangla - now working with me in a same company for a new career.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo Loy - found his soul partner, career.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo Lee - found his soul partner, South Africa.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo Bangla - found his soul partner, wanting to start his own company.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo William - found his soul partner, career and a little cute chillie padi*.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">* this person is very cute and lovely.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Then, life still goes on. I wonder what will be next thing to happen... that each of everyone will take in the next five years.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Amigo Loy - probably married his girlfriend and make babies and go become consultant.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Amigo Lee - probably in South Africa shooting pictures of lions and giraffes.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Bangla Abeer - probably tie the thali and go become consultant.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">What about enlightment? to me, just be honest and be true to yourself. Do not compare with others but work the way up with your best. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><a name="c112744869291125806"></a><a class="comment-poster-name" onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/8777188">devilwitattitude</a> said...<br />Hey, talk about me alsolarr...Make me kembang abit...Muwahahahaha<br />12:11 PM </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">william </span>said...</strong></div><div align="justify">Dun worry man... you are coming up in the next issue special issue... </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>sky is not the limit...</strong></span></div>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11812790.post-1127108124015327932005-09-19T13:27:00.000+08:002005-09-23T09:50:31.743+08:00Monday Monday...<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Monday blues blues blues</strong>... after two days of weekends that seem to be like two years away is like getting my head wobbled. Morning started off with a headache. Got to prepare for tomorrow's subjective quiz (15 questions) for material management. oh my god!... Quiz.. Quiz... i hate quizzes... Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Study Study Study...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">From my mom</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Back in secondary school...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mom: Studay hard ah wai... so you can go into university and get a job.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Later in university...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mom: Study hard ah wai... so you can graduate... and work...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Now working...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mom: Don't remember to pay bills, car bills, house bills, etc...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">From my dad</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Back in secondary school...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">dad: don't waste my money...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Later in university...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">dad: don't waste my money...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Now working...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">dad: don't ask money from me...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">sky is not the limit...</span></strong>william wilstrothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216noreply@blogger.com0