<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 09:02:39 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>...When the Night is Cold, only the Rainbow will rise..</title><description></description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-891541974937263908</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 17:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T11:26:47.198-07:00</atom:updated><title>25 Years</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25 years ago, I was just a little infant who just came out of a womb. My mother gave me my very life; I took my first breath and cried, and that's when the journey had began. A journey of a life that lives in the world of wonder, so many adventures and obstacles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From an infant to a little kid who was trying to take a first leap of faith; learn to walk. That was the hardest thing any one of us could ever encounter, yet that was the very beginning of everything in life. That meant a lot, not just physically, but both mentally and spiritually in value. Something so simple, learning to walk a first step, can mean so much and yet it is something that we could hardly remember, as no one does remember their very own first step but it is only to be told as witnessed. My parents were happy to witness my first step as a child; a first step towards life, a step onto the world, and a first step into life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indeed, that was the beginning of everything; from walking to running, then from running to sprinting, and from sprinting to jumping. Amazingly, human nature can take its own course of nature to progress gradually and naturally. Yet, we learn to read and see things for ourselves; able to reason and differentiate the good and bad for us as taught to be. But not all were that way, yet I was lucky and blessed to be raised in a good manner in good faith and dignity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Growing up as a kid; I was playful, kept many options to myself in all things that I could try. I had never stopped exploring, and most of all I had never stopped having fun according to my father. And according to my mum, I had never stopped eating too because I love foods. So perhaps, that was a very wonderful childhood of mine as being happy and active were the way to live for me. Yet, at that age I couldn't see the future but just to live as I wanted to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember, when my father first took me to the swimming pool when I was only 7...and that's when it all started, the passion for swimming. It felt good to play in the water, I loved it and I just wanted to stay in the water for as long as I could. That's how it is in human nature, we just love to do things that make us feel good or satisfied. So then, I took up swimming lesson and it became a sport to be a swimmer. But I was never too serious in swimming because as a kid I was still having fun a lot and never stop trying and venturing into other sports. And, I never questioned myself why I should stay to one sport instead of keep trying others. My father used to question and lecture me a lot regarding that, as he wanted me to focus well in swimming. But I just couldn't keep that virtue, as the urge to try new things in life was so strong that I couldn't resist...so, I have never bothered to stop trying over and over and over again, till these very days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People always say how one person can be such a daydreamer in life that they do not live in reality. Yet, to me dreaming is a key to a start of something new; something that would carry you forward, or a step ahead into a new era. Dream enables you to see things that others do not see, dream tells you tales that others do not know off, and dream shows you the nonexistence into the existence. Then again, many people are tended to be blinded by reality because of the fact that there is a need to survive in this world. Survive? Survive as simple as it is, is just a word to describe what a human has to do to live in this world; in terms of the environment and the community or society they are in. Yet, that defines how carried away we can be when we are attracted to what is more important then ourselves, our very own life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people find lives through what they do, some find it through what they can do, and some find it through how they can do. Perhaps, most individuals have their very own definition of this in their very own life. While here I am, I have my own as I have lived to tell a tale of my very own journey. I was once a dreamer; always dream of being somebody some day, always dream of achieving something some day, and always dream of getting somewhere or something some day. And however, those dreams were no longer fictional dreams when they have already become a reality in my life as I am the living dream, doing what I want and achieving what I want, living it the best I can to be what I want and whatever it takes all that can to catch a dream of my own; and that's my life, the dreamer of a living dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Living a dream was just a dream comes true, it is a reality to live as everything starts with nothing and become something. Believe it or not, spaces exist among us all and yet we do not intend to see it. When dream comes true, life gets interesting and it also progresses to the next level. As we grow older, we start to realize the importance of love; love of a soul, caring, partnership, passion and romance. Then, we started to become a soul searcher at some age and got deeply madly in love for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being in love for the first time would be an unforgettable adventure for most of us; sadly, some people do end their lives for their first adventure, however I had mine with fun. From falling in love to falling out of love, from joy to pain, and from smile to tears; as dramatic as it could be, love comes in all forms of life. Yet, love is only a feeling of affection that surrounds every one of us. I am truly grateful for the love I have from my family and friends, and of course for the ones that I love and that I adore in my heart is highly appreciated too. And somehow, I just realized how much love I have around me and I am just never short of love in this world, especially the love of God to mankind himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For now, being the 25 and I only get to be 25 once, while looking back the past 25 years I am truly grateful for who I am today. Life today is just so wonderful as there were from the past as well. Today, I asked my mother "Mum, how was it like 25 years ago when I was born?" and she would never hesitate to recall the story over and over again. Today is the 25th time she told, as it is a story to be told once a year; a story of my birth. I love my mother, her love has given me so much in the past till presence. And to her having the first child was something truly wonderful 25 years ago; and to look at me now, I'm all grown up from a little infant 25 years ago. I was once relying on her and my father to teach me how to walk, now that I am on my own feet it is just so independent that I'm set freely in this world to live my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my life, as I love who I am for what I have become. Life has been a dream comes true in me, and life has been wonderful in me. 25 years of adventure and I'm still going, never stop living the passion that I have and never stop being the me that I have always been. Most of all, I have not stopped achieving what I wanna do in my life. 25 is only a number, what ahead is a greater future and everything is just gonna get better and better. Life comes in challenges remember, but I'm only human enough to do this because obstacles never fail for success, and to succeed is to learn from failure, and to learn from failure is to never give up. All that takes is just a little faith; a little faith that carries you through time. Time tells it all, all there is in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25 years of Jack; and here I am living the me that I am. Thank you all for the birthday wishes, I am truly grateful and pleased with your heart of warmth. May you be blessed in life and do whatever you do for the best that can be in your life...God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;by Jack Ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-891541974937263908?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/10/25-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-5488858899007808599</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T08:19:16.578-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Disappointment of a Sponsorship</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One month of life in Australia, it's been a great experience; and not to mention I have learn a lot this time. Competing at the ITU World Championship was not easy, as it's not some hanky-panky race that anyone can imagine. The Australian Uni Games was fun, totally something different than I expected. But after all, I had a great time along with all the challenges I overcame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides, behind all these great times and achievements there has been the downside of it as well. And I never thought how terrible this is to me and others; it is a total disappointment. My trip was all funded by Curtin University of both Perth and Miri's campus, which I am grateful. But in the end, due to the delay of booking resulted under-budget as prices of flights and hotel increased closer to travel period. It was never expected that such a simple task can be delayed due to management's policy and procedures; likewise, it is said this is just another typical Malaysian culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, by the time I was in Gold Coast for ITU World Champ the domestic flight tickets between Brisbane and Perth were still not being purchased. Initially I had already planned earlier to travel back to Perth for 2 weeks before Australian Uni Games, which the Uni Games was 2 weeks later after ITU World Championship. This was basically help to cut cost by not traveling back to Malaysia back and forth, as it would cost highly and timely too. So it was all included in the calculated and approved budget, and it was their responsibility to make all the necessary bookings and arrangements. Yet, the ticket to Perth was only purchased the day before the World Championship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was pretty stress out actually, I couldn't focus well in my race having to worry all the bookings were not done appropriately. I had to chase after emails and do all the follow-up by myself, and having to race at World Championship I needed to get my race arrangement done too. It was a totally hectic week the moment I arrived in Gold Coast, and I was not happy with the situation I had to encountered especially with the domestic flight issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And when they finally purchased the ticket to Perth, I felt a relief so I wouldn't have to get stuck in Gold Coast that weekend. But, they only purchased one way ticket and not both ways because they were short of RM$700. So verbally, they told me they would work it out next 2 weeks to get me back to Gold Coast for Uni Games. In the end, it turn out uglier than I expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The return ticket was costing at RM$2315, one way only, when both ways only cost RM$2400 and they didn't purchase it fully because there was a short of RM$700. And coincidently, the week before Australian Uni Games was Hari Raya which happen that most people were on leaves in Curtin Miri. So that meant nobody was gonna get me my flight; I got an email from one of them saying needed to wait till everybody is back to work by the following week after Hari Raya. I was so pissed, absolutely pissed, when I saw the email written that way because it was so clear before that the Australian Uni Games was the following week. Hence, I knew something fishy was wrong. Did they actually pay attention to my schedule written in the proposed budget and competition details? Were they trying to twist story and run away from the situation? Being irresponsible? But it got even more interesting as time went along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I typed and email to Curtin Perth's EAFU coordinator and Uni Games coordinator; I told them I had to make a decision that if Curtin Miri couldn't get me the flight back to Gold Coast I would have to forfeit from Uni Games and return to Miri from Perth by AirAsia. I personally did not have the money to afford the flight back to Brisbane, I only had the right amount to survive in Australia for a month. Then, I was called up to attend a meeting with the coordinators in Curtin Bentley which it got very interesting during the meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly, the coordinators were telling me there was no representation of Curtin at ITU World Championship because I was not wearing the &lt;i&gt;cycling jersey&lt;/i&gt; given during the race and neither of Curtin appeared on my tri-suit, and the achievement I made was more likely a personal achievement; and the following they said since if I was gonna forfeit from the Uni Games, I have to refund the amount sponsored because out of 3 designated competitions (ITU World Champ, Ananconda Adventure Race, &amp;amp; Uni Games) I only competed one. So that statement really confused me at first; because they mentioned I did not represent Curtin at ITU World Champ and in the end said outta 3 competitions I only represented ONE (ITU World Championship) which I went speechless for a moment. The cycling jersey was clearly to be meant for the Uni Games because I was gonna compete in the Cycling event; which also to define "cycling" jersey is meant for "cycling" event, and not triathlon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My thought was; how could I wear the cycling jersey at a triathlon world championship because ITU has a set of uniform rules. This is a triathlon world championship organised by International Triathlon Union (ITU), and they are very strict. Even on my tri-suit, very limited amount of spaces are given to allocate sponsor's representation and it's very costly to get the printings done which was not included in the budget. I was competing in my tri-suit from previous sponsorship, as Curtin only gave me a cycling jersey for the Uni Games, and I even wore that cycling jersey during the open ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/Sstcr6p0k1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/q9mZoLyqvhY/s1600-h/DSCN1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/Sstcr6p0k1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/q9mZoLyqvhY/s320/DSCN1669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389503288627729234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, what was the actual point of saying I did not represent Curtin at ITU World Championship? Just an excuse or reason to get the funded money back? You be the judge of that. Then, the coordinators suggested that I better get someone to help me out to get the flight ticket back to Brisbane and get Curtin Miri to reimburse upon return; which I could see no guaranteed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after the meeting, I typed an email back to Curtin Miri regarding the situation if I do not make it to Uni Games I had to refund the total amount funded back to Curtin Perth and yet there was no reply not until a week later when I was in Gold Coast where they mentioned Curtin Miri could not fund anymore and will only explain why when I return to Miri. So at the end, I had to request a help from a friend of mine to purchase a ticket back to Brisbane to get to Uni Games; which means I BORROWED money to do so, so I am in debt of RM$2315!!! I was shocked when I saw the email from Curtin Miri while I was in Gold Coast; my mood was just being ruined and had no motivation to race at all because having to be in debt is really a burden and pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the Uni Games, I came back to Miri and attended a meeting on Monday morning. And, I was even stunned by what were being mentioned; they did not see how competing in ITU World Championship is a representation for Curtin (same point mentioned as Curtin Perth), and did not know this race is included in the budget as Uni Games was the only designated race (Wow!!!). So I got even more confused and stunned this time by the fact that there has been a big twist and turn of story and also pretending. And, Curtin Miri could not reimburse the amount for the return flight ticket to Brisbane because there is no more budget and couldn't justify why I had to go to Perth. I was just too shocked, because during the previous meetings it was mentioned clearly that staying in Perth will help to cut cost and traveling time, which was being approved in the budget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am really disappointed with how things have turn out; before I traveled to Australia, the races were stated clearly in the budget and schedule details (ITU Triathlon World Championship and Australian Uni Games) which was being approved, and the coordinators even made numerous confirmations where it was all out in the press media too. Then now, I am being criticized at some point by using the issue where I did not wear the jersey during the race in ITU Triathlon World Championship. Even before I left for Australia, in numerous meetings these races were mentioned clearly that I was gonna compete and I even get well wishes from everyone. And now, how can they pretend that they do not know I was gonna compete at ITU World Championship? Again, everything was stated clearly in the budget and schedule before it got approved and if not I would have not received so much money to go to Australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It feels unfair and really disappointed, because I was not the only one who raced in ITU Triathlon World Championship from Curtin University. Andrew Tyack who was racing in the sprint category and did not wear the cycling jersey during the race as well, yet he wasn't being criticised. And furthermore, the Curtin newsletter was published today and where they congratulated Andrew for competing in ITU World Championships Sprint Category and Ananconda Adventure Race, while I did not get any words for competing in the ITU Triathlon World Championship Olympic Distance (742th overall over 2000 triathletes and Uni Games (18th Time Trial). Andrew and I are both funded by Curtin to compete at the 3 designated races; which are ITU Triathlon World Championship, Anaconda Adventure Race and Australian Uni Games. So both of us are equaled that we competed 2 out of 3; and yet, I was the one being criticized of competing at ITU Triathlon World Championship was a personal achievement and not a representation for Curtin. Then being left to be responsible for the cost of debt; just because they are out of budget and delayed all the bookings which put the troubles onto me by pushing the faults onto me as well. How irresponsible is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now that I am in debt of RM$2315, which feels a burden to me and I gotta find a way to work this out as Curtin Miri wouldn't reimburse. After all these problems that I see of how they push problems and avoid the fact from one and another; it does tell me how unreliable this sponsorship is. I am totally disappointed, so as many. Should I continue to represent Curtin and still market the EAFU Program for them? I doubt it, as I am thinking twice because I do not wish other athletes to go through the same thing as I did. It is just terrible, as this has really distracted me from focusing from the races.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all, who is it to blame? To many of you out there, you know who and I don't have to spill it out. This is my blog and I write whatever I want where this is a freedom to write and speak out my mind in my own writings, this is a disclaimer to all readers before someone tries to sue me over this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-5488858899007808599?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/10/disappointment-of-sponsorship.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/Sstcr6p0k1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/q9mZoLyqvhY/s72-c/DSCN1669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-2247781164002295335</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 07:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T00:40:05.208-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gold Coast ITU World Championships 2009 – Race Day</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCUbRHzHhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hnIT6gRCY6M/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCUbRHzHhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hnIT6gRCY6M/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381964750881234450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Race day; it is the day that I have trained for, the day that I have been dreaming of, the day that I have been waiting to compete in for all my life in triathlon. I spent all my life swimming, cycling and running where it all came down to this very day, the biggest day of my life. I didn’t come here to lose or win, but I came to do my best with all that I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCU6fs6WkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/guUtuMJZiVs/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCU6fs6WkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/guUtuMJZiVs/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965287370938946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up quite early in the morning to get myself ready for the race, as the bus shuttle leaves at 5am. Everyone seemed very nervous that morning in the bus; everyone was just keeping quiet and focused well ahead. So as I, kept my mind to my music and what will be ahead of me is a day of pride. I didn’t feel nervous for the first time in my life, never had I raced before in such mood as I always feel nervous and often had sleepless nights. But this time, it feels nothing and just plain freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a very cold morning; I had to be in 3 layers of clothing to keep warm, but still cold I felt. So when I got to the transition area to get everything, as the sun came out, it was a good sign which was gonna be a good day. The ITU official announced the water temperature was 20˚C and so it had to be a wetsuit swim, I was feeling lucky with the wetsuit I bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night before the race; I spoke to Kim and she told me about swimming and racing in wetsuit, the rush of lactic acid. I remember Kim told me how she felt during her race in the Commonwealth Games, it was in Gold Coast as well…the same condition. Then, I knew I was gonna encounter the same problems as she did back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was never trained in wetsuit, and never wore one before. As I put on my wetsuit to get to the start, it felt really tight and hard to breathe as I could feel my chest was being tightened. But the water was too cold so I had no choice but to swim in the wetsuit. The start of my wave was at 8:20a.m; and everyone around me was really feeling intense, felt like a war in this age-group (25-29) as it is the toughest group. Yet I kept telling myself no matter what happens just go with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sun was just right up ahead, shining brightly and could feel the wetsuit absorbing the heat which felt good. I took a few deep breath 30s into the race, as the clock ticks away I could feel the time has slowly die down…and slowly, I could not hear anything else but my breath and heartbeat. Nothing else matters now, slowly I felt alone in this world…and nothing on my shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCVj2YoE6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/i6Y5sUk7ew4/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCVj2YoE6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/i6Y5sUk7ew4/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965997834507170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Hoooonnnnkkkk!” the race has kicked off as precise as the honk was sounded. We all ran into the water and with less than 10m the swim started. It was very crowded and everybody was struggling to swim away or over each other. The moment I got into the water, I could feel that coldness rushed into the skin of my face, hands and feet. And each breath I took felt icy cold, so I swam as fast as I could. In awhile, I could feel somebody touching my feet then the next minute hard kick into my eye where it was filled with water. So I quickly had it proper again in a matter of seconds. The 1500m swim felt really tough, as I was really struggling with the cold and the wetsuit. I was trying so hard to swim at race pace like how I did back in the tropics, but the more I try the stiffer it became. The cold just set in as distance per distance went by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was approaching the end of the swim, it felt relief to get out of the cold. But I didn’t know what was gonna happen is the worst I would have ever experience; the moment I got out of water, I felt unstable as I ran towards the transition area. It took me about 15s to take my cap and goggle off, and I was struggling to get the wetsuit off as well as my hands were numbed. I wasn’t running straight into the transition area, I was running sideways instead. I felt very dizzy and I couldn’t see properly, I was breathing deeply and desperately for air. I found it difficult to coordinate where I was going, for awhile I couldn’t think right. I heard nothing but only my breathing, and as I was approaching my bike I nearly fell onto the ground as I couldn’t stand still. It was so dizzy that I couldn’t do anything right at that time, I was holding onto my bike in order not to fall to the ground as I know I would faint if I do so. I was gasping for more air to get my body back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I finally got off from the wetsuit, it all felt much better when I was exiting with my bike into the 2nd leg. At that moment, I finally understood how lactic acid rushes in blood vessel feels like in the blood vein…first time I experienced this and it just felt so horrible. And I finally knew what Kim has to go through in her first world championship as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bike leg was a non-drafting format, so it was like a time trial. I felt good and strong on the bike as soon as I recovered from the lactic acid rush. My legs felt fresh and I was going on a very consistent RPM, 35km/hr on average speed. But tough luck happened when I got caught in a group of about 40 triathletes. I almost knocked the corn on the road side so I eventually slowly moved myself out of that danger zone towards the right side. And, as I was riding outside and trying to get stable the ITU official was on the motorbike and chased after me. Then he gave me a whistle and shouted my number “1027 you are to stop right now by the penalty of drafting!” He gave me a yellow card luckily as a warning of the stop-and-go penalty. I was very pissed because of all the people in such a big group yet I was the one that get caught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After I stop and jumped back onto the bike again, I was all alone again of course. But then, though the group was not too far away from me I heard the ITU official whistle at someone from the same group. I guess he was too busy calling people for drafting. Overall, I lost about 10mins from the bike leg and that’s a lot yet I feel grateful there was not a red card so at least I still finished the race without disqualification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I got off from the bike, my legs were still feeling as fresh as ever. I never felt like this before, but perhaps it is the cold weather here that didn’t get my body heated. When I got my shoes on and ran out of the transition area, I could hit race pace as soon as I was on the road. And, for the first time I ran a 15mins for 5km which I was really happy. But on the 2nd loop of the run, I was struggling with the cold again as I was wet from drinking water. That cold just really dragged me down; my hands were numbed again and my chest was feeling really cold. My legs started to feel the cold and it felt like getting stiffer, that was quite hard to run. So in the end, the run turn out to be a 41mins 10km where the loss time was around 6mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Throughout the race, I was basically struggling and battling against the cold. Now, I finally really understand how it feels like to race in cold climate. I finished the race with a time of 2hrs:26mins and placed 105th out of 115, and 742th out of more than 2000 triathletes from around the world. I know that many people back home do expect me to win this; but this is a world championship, it’s not any easy peasy race or fun race like what we have back in Malaysia as this is seriously a world championship that only the best gets to compete. Everybody is fit and strong in their own, and of course they take triathlon seriously and not just for fun. I saw many triathletes who are highly sponsored, and majority of them carried names of many. After all, it is one competitive field beyond anyone can ever imagine because you will only understand how it feels when you have done it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, I would like to thank my coach and a good friend, Ainsley Laing, who have always been helping all these years to achieve this and it would have been impossible without her. I would like to thank Curtin University of Technology Australia and Miri, Sarawak for their generous sponsorships, and also great thanks to the EAFU Program which gave me convenient to train even harder. And also, great thanks to Sarawak Triathlon Association, Awang Hashim, for giving me this chance to compete at world championship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCVStCsOyI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bO5RX_sBMw0/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCVStCsOyI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bO5RX_sBMw0/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965703268809506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truly, I have finally fulfilled my dream. It’s been a dream come true to compete here at world championship. It is the very day that I have dream of; from all the hard work I have made, all the tough times I’ve had in training, all the pain and struggle it is now worth living the life I have chosen.  For my dream has come true, and doing what I do best in my life…this is my first world championship, and it is just the beginning of everything. Nothing is impossible, and you can do whatever you set your mind to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCT8R1RUSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0vAn07-_ahs/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCT8R1RUSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0vAn07-_ahs/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381964218496012578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;by Jack Ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-2247781164002295335?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/09/gold-coast-itu-world-championships-2009_16.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SrCUbRHzHhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hnIT6gRCY6M/s72-c/DSC00273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4574728847821475416</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 05:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T22:36:59.138-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gold Coast ITU World Championships 2009 – Pre-Race Day</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The journey so far has been fun and exciting, never thought I could experience such a fantastic wonder here in Gold Coast. Ever since I arrived I feel just like home, or better than home. The air is fresh; weather is cold and nice, pollution-free and beautiful landscape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been really cold since I got here, still not climatized yet till today. I began to worry the moment I touched down in Brisbane International Airport; and when I step outside the airport, it was indeed really cold. I got to the hotel around 11pm; the sight is beautiful around Brisbane and Gold Coast. I got my bike set up the very night I arrived so I could test out the bike course the very next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Surprisingly, I didn’t have jetlag though I woke up at 5:30 in the morning. When I woke up, the sky was bright as the sun was coming up from the pacific. I thought it was getting 7am but to look at the time it was only 5:30am. People were already started down by the beach here in Surfers Paradise, cyclists were cycling on the street, while runners were out running by the beach. Since I woke up so early, I took my bike out to go to Southport to test out the bike course; it was freezing cold the moment I got out of the hotel here in Surfers Paradise. While cycling I was shivering and my hands started to feel numb. Then I knew I am gonna be in some trouble on the race day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bike course was flat, so it was expected to be a fast and lot of attacks leg. So as the run, a flat course of 2 loops of 5km. People here were in singlets, t-shirts, flip-flops and short pants; and it’s so cold for me that I had to be in my thermal gears and long sleeve! Even running was difficult with the cold, I hardly sweat at all though I cycled and ran really hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went down to the Festival Village on Thursday right after the bike course test-run to do my registration. Yes, I was really the only Malaysian on the list of more than 2000 competitors. After the registration, I went around to the expo area. I got myself some 2XU gears; I always like 2XU anyway. When I got to the Felt Bicycles booth, 2 bikes looked very familiar to me because I knew I have seen them on magazine and TV. Then, I slowly look around those 2 bikes and it happened to be Jan Frodeno and Emma Snowswill’s bikes; without hesitation I asked the salesman if those were their bikes. Yes, true enough there were their bikes. Jan Frodeno left it there for display so he could pick it up that afternoon and go for ride. His bike is huge, XL in size if not mistaken and it’s got all the customized paint job done along with 5 Olympics rings as he was the Gold Medalist. So as Emma’s bike yet hers’ is so much smaller (customized accordingly to her size) with colored purple Zipp Wheels. I was allowed to touch and take pictures with the bikes; it felt like a touch of the golden throne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Avanti Bikes was the best to look at because they were using the Shimano Dura Di2; it is really the best gear now! I got to see it first hand and experience how it works. The shifting is truly 100% precision, no more cables, smaller shifters, and of course it is much more advance than you can imagine. After all, the Festival Village was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried to swim the next day, just to get a feel of the water before race day. But when I got into the water, it felt freezing cold and that’s when problem come…I couldn’t breathe! I tried to swim, yet I couldn’t even finish 25m. So I decided to get a wetsuit when I get my bike check-in at the transition area. I quickly went down to the expo area to get the wetsuit; 2XU was too expensive, so luckily BlueSeventy was having a clearance sale so I bought at AUD$199, an Ironman Edition. I tried on the wetsuit when I got back to the hotel after I checked-in my bike, it felt stiff yet the buoyancy was really fantastic. So I was confident enough that I could finish the race the very next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Pictures are in my Facebook*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4574728847821475416?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/09/gold-coast-itu-world-championships-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/Sq8mS26lLUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hskLcz_Wx5I/s72-c/DSCN1627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-3757544296098167275</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T18:41:44.980-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Fallen Path</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The moment when I look back, it felt long...long enough to be forgotten how it was, how it felt, wisely all the memories were gone. The past has left a trail, a trail that I would never walk back where nothing else matters. I failed once, I failed twice, I failed more, yet I learned more and earned to be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fair enough; perhaps the time has come again of all these very moments never thought love would reappear again, and float itself onto the surface of the oceanic paradise, and slowly drifted into the shore. I questioned myself numerous times, perhaps even more, yet I could not seem to answer the very questions that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was being left wondering once again, left nowhere but feeling lost and no direction to be seen. Yet, it has only been the very path I took of who I am. Till that day came, I met her...a her in the heart of soul which tells a tale of romance and love. Instantly, it felt just like how it was long ago. But this time, it feels even more different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could no longer describe them in words; actions have it all, eaten upon the moon slowly towards its 15th day. It was coming to a circumstances where the white mask has been thrown overboard again, nearly and closely to its avail. And so I did, walk with freedom towards a portal that set me to the nature of its course that called...love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indeed, my heart has been felt hollow for so long, so empty, the empty space as if it's been lost to another dimension unknown to mankind. Nothing has ever filled it up since God knows when, neither do I nor my soul remember. Yet, the judgmental figure of appearance has given stories that created the white mask. And, never been defeated in his league since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It felt tingle, a sudden static or movement felt deep within a heart. First thought death was coming from afar for a visit, second thought when the beat went tumbling up and down, and thirdly the warmth felt in the rush of a kind. Truly as she is, someone special indeed and never had an expected thought fallen into the path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lovely she holds in the smile, a little naughty in her way where the sun comes and shown happiness. Never have I met someone so special, special to the valleys and mountains beyond the imagine. Yet, what have that caused the the white mask to be unseen again, once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then, it is the time when I realized if there is something more than meet the eyes, it's gotta be something that has unfold and filled the emptiness into a cold rainbow night. Wonderful sounds it may, or truthfully words to words from the very heart of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, a miracle has occurred itself in this very path. Quite a distinctive way must I portray, as true enough it has always been difficult to fall in love. Not that I'm demanding or higher profiling, but it is the fate of hearts that count in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Still I wonder, left with questions and thoughts of the soul. But determine as I shall be given a chance again to overcome such a wonderful manner; as she is just too special. A smile she has brought onto me never has anyone did, and foremost I enjoyed her company of laughters and joys in these very days of the horizon beyond the eyes' vision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Specially for Sharon; I've fallen for you...I love you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-3757544296098167275?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/06/fallen-path.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-1646076577770882621</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 13:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T07:04:24.618-07:00</atom:updated><title>The iron heart of a Woman</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SjZQopoKctI/AAAAAAAAAXg/udxMftw0QIs/s1600-h/Juliana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SjZQopoKctI/AAAAAAAAAXg/udxMftw0QIs/s320/Juliana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347550266848342738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Strong she is, effortlessly day in and out she worked tirelessly. Heavy rocks felt on her shoulder as she had to carry them through the pressure and stressful environment, it was never an easy task for a woman to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having to wake up in the early, or even days before she had to consume all the time and effort for a wonderful day. Paid off indeed it has, tirelessly it was never an easy task. To many, simplicity bear in all minds but the reality bites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For a beauty to venture into one of a kind, it's truly an amazing talent to be well spoken off. A heart of courage and will were never meant to be found yet meant to be discover. A well hidden soul beneath such has once again being brought into the daylight, what was once unseen has been the reality that meets the eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While venture; risky and filled hazards are part of the nature's call. Never a beauty would dream of a day that steps upon such adventure. How unimaginable it is when the impossible defines all that thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Under the scorching heat, she did what she could to assure no harms to anyone but pure excitement and what has be known to everyone a memorable day. A day that created history, a gratefulness to the pioneers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never expected to witness a smile of her's. amazing it is. Indeed it has brought onto a smile to me, simply indescribable with no words afar. Further than beyond the horizon one can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truly it is, a thousand words tell it all the tale one needs to know and remember. Remember for whom they are and never have your thoughts be fooled to the lowest expectations. Be ware and warned, the heart of an iron will is great and dominant as one would never expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, such will and courage have once been found again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-1646076577770882621?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/06/ironheart-of-woman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SjZQopoKctI/AAAAAAAAAXg/udxMftw0QIs/s72-c/Juliana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-6035442696831629949</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T01:24:00.145-07:00</atom:updated><title>Xterra Malaysia 2009</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Oh god, the rain is coming...", said Jack deep within his mind figuring that gloomy weather wasn't a good sign at all. Seconds later, heavy rain poured right after an average gradient slope with an easy climb. The cold droplets of rain water came pouring in like no other, without a doubt it felt good as heat was slowly being diminished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, what was Jack thinking? "Oh no, it's raining. And...I can't handle the ride, damn!", for a moment Jack felt the difficulties coming as the ground started to become slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I better be careful, just like what Chris Lieto has advised not to crash", Jack reminded himself after the thought of Chris Lieto's wise advice given during a chat, and was indeed remembered well because Jack has always been someone to take advice seriously. Never a doubt, he spends no seconds away from paying attention to other things other than what is more crucial to his objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;, as it constantly popped out, where this was his very first Xterra and never before he had done this before, not even in biathlon. So Jack started to remember the days where he started mountain biking at the age of 15, those days were gone and never had it faded away from his mind. It felt just like how it was; the adrenaline and excitement, as if he was in a playground of his own, yet back to reality it was &lt;i&gt;Xterra Malaysia&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after the thought, it was time to bike into the oil palm plantation again. It was still raining heavily, the pouring sound of fights between cats and dogs were enough to shut the world. His Oakley began to fill with fog, and the trail became to alter into a slippery field. Then, the signboard appeared; remembering what Geoff has said during the briefing session, "Watch out for the caution sign which indicates the downhill section, and with 3 arrows". Knowing something was up ahead of him, in no time the slope began to descend as speed was picking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And moments later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit, fuckin' hell..." yelled as he falls to the ground, slamming his left wing onto the solid ground and slide downhill for a few seconds. The pain came at the very moment, yet it was a short while where it felt numb. Jack began to worry as he fell; it wasn't the concern of his body but the bike. Yet the bike was fine, &lt;i&gt;so went on as he should...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier before the race, it was a beautiful morning though it felt humid. Jack woke up at first, while Razani and Albert were still in bed. It was to Jack's surprise that he had a perfect sleep without a single wake, knowing his sleeping disorder didn't affect him would be what was gonna be a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A day will be remembered by all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun was about to make its way through, Razani and Jack arrived at the race site just enough time to set up what the &lt;i&gt;needs &lt;/i&gt;were. It was a good chat with fellow Sam Gardner, Scott Thorne, Mike Vine and Renata Burcher when Jack was lucky to line up together with them. Good old early morning English jokes set the mood for such a race. So as he has expected, the first Xterra Malaysia has indeed received good response internationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack pretty much enjoyed what was thought to be a tense environment but ended really friendly and fun. It was his first time meeting everyone whom he has known for years in Facebook and Pipot; &lt;i&gt;Wendy&lt;/i&gt; (the most beautiful girl whom his ex-gf has always got jealous of), &lt;i&gt;Elaine&lt;/i&gt; the bunny that goes happy-go-lucy in Facebook, &lt;i&gt;Stupe&lt;/i&gt; (a fine gentlemen with great personality), not to mention &lt;i&gt;Nadia&lt;/i&gt; whom Jack has just met seem really attractive after all &lt;i&gt;among&lt;/i&gt; hundreds of women he could see that very morning, then of course there was &lt;i&gt;Emma Bishop&lt;/i&gt; a fine lady with a beauty indescribable yet a woman of strong will and great spirit, &lt;i&gt;Shazly&lt;/i&gt; the man who made it all possible to have Xterra in Malaysia and so as &lt;i&gt;Geoff&lt;/i&gt; the coolest dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition area was a great set up, it was really according to the international standard, for awhile Jack could feel as if he was back in &lt;i&gt;ITU triathlon format&lt;/i&gt; but no doubt he was in Xterra. Before Jack went into the sea for the warm up, he ran into this girl from MAS whom he had met the day before, Fiza, a really lovely lady with a great smile. As the very moment she appeared, that smile of her's really brought a beautiful day of butterflies and flowers flow in the air of freedom in love, perhaps. Fiza was there with her camera, there she had a little chit chat with Jack and caught a few shots of him in her camera. Hopefully she does keep a few pictures of him so she knows where to find, as both of them have agreed. Jack would definitely love to date her of course; such a fine and beautiful shall be missed not and yet be treasured and valued. Again, Jack hopes to see her again someday in the lake where he fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off Jack went to the sea for a warm up; the sea condition felt great and jellyfish has always been in his expectations, nonetheless it was in a pool or canal. The water felt good, and the current wasn't strong enough so the swim wouldn't be so tough. So as it was 8 o'clock, it started on time precisely. It was a great start and keeping it accordingly to the schedule was a great thing, thumbs up for the organizers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahead into the swim, Jack ran into a beautiful jellyfish and left with love bites and kisses of lust, it felt great. Having used to train in the sea so often, Jack no longer felt jellyfish would come in his ways. Perhaps, it was just another kisses he always wanted which didn't stop him from swimming ahead. After the first lap in the second, he knew he was in the first pack with little swimmers ahead of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Jack jumped into the second lap, it was time to get close up and put in some speed. The swim leg was rather easy because the sea was calm and nothing difficult at all. Knowing the swim was smooth, yet what lies ahead in the bike leg could be a terror. As Jack jumped out of the water, he could hear Stupe announcing his name; for moment he felt proud to be a Mirian, but on second thought he's just another Malaysian. That ignorance was the only way to keep him focus in the race, nothing more should ever distract him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was running into the transition, all that noises he could hear were shouting his name but not knowing who they were. Yet, he could feel Fiza was one of them. It took quite awhile to get out of the transition area, as he did not have his clip pedal with him. Jack was hopeful that he could finish the race in his running shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the first crash, it taught him a little lesson where he has to put more efforts into his technical skills. Yet, the bike leg has toasted him to waste 30mins as Jack could no longer go any faster after the first crash. Then, it came the second crash again as it was just too slippery. A decision had to be made in order to finish the race, and that’s when he remembered Chirs Lieto saying don’t crash and hammer on the climb. So Jack decided to take it easy on the bike leg, having to lose 30mins was a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 5km was a killer, as Jack did not expect it to be the final path to the resort on the sandy beach. It was too soft to be ridden; the initial ride had let him wasted so much energy and putting all the efforts in were just too much of a waste for the run leg. People were cursing and yelling in that particular section as Jack could hear them out loud. But fair enough to Jack as this was Xterra, &lt;i&gt;the more extreme it gets the better!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition into the run leg was fast; for a second Jack felt lucky to have his camelpack on and not to rely on water stations. As he went into the run…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I didn’t come here to lose, I didn’t come here to win either…but I came here to finish, and not to give up”,&lt;/i&gt; said to himself in a soft voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack could feel the stiffness in his legs; it was tough as they were exhausted from the crash and sandy section. They cramped all of a sudden, though it was painful but it didn’t stop his running. From all the conditioning training he has underwent, adaptation is something Jack has learned most throughout his training regiment for ITU triathlon. And that same concept applied well for Xterra. Even with the cramp, Jack didn’t bother to stop running but just kept going forward. Not knowing what was pushing him through the pain, yet pain has always been pleasurable and delicious. It felt good to know the finishing line was too far from where he was, many bikini girls were by the beach having a good day. Not to mention he saw one nipple pop out as he was on the way the finishing line. And there it was, Xterra Malaysia 2009, the first race in Southeast Asia, and foremost it was Jack’s first ever Xterra. Finishinf 2nd in Age-Group 20 - 24 category, with a time of 3:07mins. Jack felt happy about it, and being the sixth guy outta swim was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a great experience and fun; so many challenges came and made him a better person today. Knowing his weakness is the most important thing for improvement, having fear is the factor that gives a greater will and courage, and it is beliefs of self in the path to victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, &lt;i&gt;Xterra&lt;/i&gt; has marked its history making. Fantastic it was, extremely it was, and most of all the spirit of all competitors has it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-6035442696831629949?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/06/xterra-malaysia-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-1673454310103248167</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-21T07:27:48.848-07:00</atom:updated><title>Upon the Soul</title><description>A thousand horses marched in times afar,&lt;br /&gt;A soul sailed in times to return,&lt;br /&gt;Long after times have long kept in jar,&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finds&lt;/span&gt; Him in kingdom's return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be gone has he for unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten many has begun to unfold,&lt;br /&gt;Yet slithers he amongst us,&lt;br /&gt;Fear him not for He loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly he will walk upon you,&lt;br /&gt;In shadows of phantom wise &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is,&lt;br /&gt;Fear not for thirst of revenge in him,&lt;br /&gt;Vengeance of Love colored world of times in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear runs in land of love,&lt;br /&gt;Ruins in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Diminish loves in all comes greater fear,&lt;br /&gt;And shall him succeed in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vengeance of lust&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-1673454310103248167?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/04/upon-soul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-2244248308463224485</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 01:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-06T18:29:16.614-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Quality of Both</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What works without an opposite direction? There can be answers to this question in different angles, where as I will only fully compromise this answer to the application of love and hate. A thought came when a Christine described how much her love and hate for her father has come in distances, and yet it has given her a wonderful and truly meaningful life. What a lucky girl she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love, what does that mean to you? Now, I have defined that in previous article last year, &lt;a href="http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-and-like.html"&gt;Love and Like&lt;/a&gt;, if have read you would probably remember. So again, love is the emotion of affection and it feels great indeed. But many have been shattered as well because overly blinded by their own desire of lust and love's betrayal. So when shattered, what comes next? Sadness? Anger? Devastation? Depression? And hate of course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, these are what probably each and every one of us has gone through or everyone will have to go through anyway. As part of the growing process in life, certain stages must be encountered and fought. It is certain that it contributes to the life-learning journey of all to grow up to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, Love and Hate cooperate effectively together, don't you think? Of course, people would often say nothing is ever perfectly good or bad but I say many are perfectly balanced. Perfectly balanced? Indeed, nothing would work without having some challenges and obstacles to overcome as to be better and further improve of course. Take a second to this thought...What would love be without hate? And what would hate be without love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If love works completely without hate, do you think people will ever treasure or value each other even more? Or even without love, how do you counteract hate? Hence, hate would be far more devastating without love which comprehensively means more people will die through hatred. Of course, hate will not often resolve problems as it would just get bigger and bigger, so as love. When love is overwhelmed, it can be out of control as well which means loving crazily would be terrible enough to tear you apart from your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, the actions between love and hate work perfectly together as partners. By having to cooperate together in this bond, it comes in both ways. Perhaps, I should also mention that directions come in both too; left and right, or up and down, or forward or backward. Does it make sense now? It is the contrast of how it affects each other in the process of loving and hating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Effectively, we will be able witness the consistent development of a situation. Likewise, when he loves her up to a level where he doesn’t seem to get enough spaces of his own life and constantly on the lookout for her. At the end when he is fed up, he would blame her for the lame forsaken life of his. Which, she wouldn’t like to be blamed of course and she would hate him for that. So tell yourself now, what do you see in this situation? What the outcome will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But in my assumption to this outcome is that of course they will break up if the quarrel is beyond their control, and matters do not resolve appropriately. Hence, both will be given time and space to restructure their own life. But throughout the process of restructuring, either one or both will realize the truth, the truth of anything within in the relationship which in the end contributes to the solution factors to resolve the issue (it doesn’t happen to all relationship).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hence, you see the effects of love and hate together as a whole to accomplish an effective journey part of life. Being able to realize the truth would mean forgiveness and tolerance, and which is great for couples who are able to take it that way in order to further improve the relationship. So here is the good thing about love, it gives you comfort and warmth for you know you are being valued. And as for hate, it gives you anger and a trigger to know what the mistakes or negativity is which in the end helps you to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That balance among love and hate are well dwelled within us, as we are humanly enough to carry out those emotions or behavior within us. It doesn’t only apply to love and hate, but so as many else such as happy and sad, sweet and bitter, light and darkness, honesty and lies, etc. But the foremost component that we all know is the right and wrong, as that is the crucial fundamental of the universe. Then again, right and wrong work well perfectly together as well where one belongs to another. Wouldn’t it be meaningless without another? Or perhaps I should ask it this way, what if either the male and female species exist without one and another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, the counteractions of all would not exist in the world as we all know and live through today. So as the point to this article, I hope it is clear to you how the life circle revolves around us. It is part of us, every one of us; no one is able to escape the reality of truth. But yet, then till time comes when it is your turn to encounter such matter and it would be better you’re prepared rather than you’re not, because knowing what’s truth would always help you to walk further in a journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By Jacques Yvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-2244248308463224485?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/04/quality-of-both.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4097116860408968281</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T01:55:59.012-07:00</atom:updated><title>Diary #643</title><description>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I saw &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. It has been a long time since I last saw you, and I never thought I would see you again. You were not too far away from me, then I saw you coming. I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delighted&lt;/span&gt; to see you, and I was indeed happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wanted to greet you, I wanted to give you a smile, and I wanted to be your friend. Yet, you were too far from where I was. It was crowded and humid, I could see the lovely smile of yours but yet it wasn't me you were smiling at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was hiding, trying to run away from you. But I knew from time ago, I no longer exist in you. I was no one else but a stranger, and I was nothing else but invincible to you. Neither you could see me nor I could see you, perhaps it was a deal we made back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, I was happy to see you. I wish I could talk to you, and even take a smile from you...I really wish I could, and yet deep in me I couldn't. I denied, and I ignored for I assume you wouldn't, would you? I will not know the answer, neither you as well. But yet, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish we can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends again&lt;/span&gt;, nothing more but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; friends. Even just a word would be good enough, I ask for nothing more. I'm sorry if you still hate me, but that hate has been long forgotten in me. I beg no mercy nor pity, but yet just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a happy smile in you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you passed me by, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew you were by my side.&lt;/span&gt; We both knew we're running away from something truthful, perhaps it is again a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deal &lt;/span&gt;we made. I saw your eyes, though my eyes were hidden and never to be seen yet I lied. The moment you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; by...I smiled to you from my heart, and greeted you from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your wavy hair was felt upon me, yet...I couldn't say a word to you. But yet, today you left me with a memory after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;642 days&lt;/span&gt; which is I will never forget. It was truly pure I felt, and truly beautiful. However, I said to myself perhaps one day I shall tear the deal apart and venture to my guts. Would you ignore or accept? I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What has passed is a past, and I no longer look back again at them for once.&lt;/span&gt; Only what's left of the happy still unfold at times when reminded. I truly had a great life in you, and yet I have even a greater life now. But don't be sorry nor angry, for I never blamed you as you did what you had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, I really wandered of all these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;times&lt;/span&gt;. For who I was, I have given you tears and pain. For whom I was, I have given you joy and laughter. Yet in who I am today, if only I'm not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jacques Yvez&lt;/span&gt;...could it have been the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P/S: Syaza, may you be blessed for always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4097116860408968281?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/04/diary-643.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-5177416298490201481</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T22:27:53.638-07:00</atom:updated><title>Curtin's 10th Anniversary</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SdhBM3AMfII/AAAAAAAAAXY/po6dZc1-W2Y/s1600-h/curtin02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SdhBM3AMfII/AAAAAAAAAXY/po6dZc1-W2Y/s320/curtin02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321074648917245058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ten years ago, when Curtin was first established in Miri, it was still a minor institution to be a start. They had a small campus down in Riam Road Secondary School without large number of students as well. But since then, it was a start of a promising future; a future for better education and a future for all students. It has been 10 years now, a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time has truly flown across a sky of stars. and a journey made upon so far has indeed shown constant birth of innovation. Currently, Curtin has its own campus and is still expanding. It takes time of course, but however as time goes by we will be able to witness the development of Curtin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am proud to be one of Curtin's students I must say, and it has been a great pleasure to study in Curtin. Lecturers have done really great job after by delivering the knowledge of the education to students, and the university itself has given a great environment for students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though a decade may not be seen as long enough compare to other universities around the world, yet Curtin is consistently seeking chances and opportunities for itself to further improvement and development. No doubt that it is taking time and yet shall we all be the witness of this growing tree in Curtin will be from a fruitful day to a fruitful season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fair enough, students of course will always have the opportunity to pursue a future career, and that is a promise. Yet, students must take their own commitment and  hardwork to a better level. Furthermore, whatever we are able to gain is what will be a future in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday Curtin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-5177416298490201481?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/04/curtins-10th-anniversary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ue5VNuE9b8I/SdhBM3AMfII/AAAAAAAAAXY/po6dZc1-W2Y/s72-c/curtin02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-6878218069135385101</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 12:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-03T06:11:11.002-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why not fair?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suddenly have a thought what is being called unfair, when a friend told me the world is never fair. So I decided to write something down about it, perhaps this would mean something more than just what kinda world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair, how can we justify it? What is to be fair and square? How do you see this? What is the fundamental? What shall be considered fair? And what's not? In what circumstances to define fairness? Wisdom? Justice? Rights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with what I have in mind in the circumstances revolved around me are what seems to be fair and unfair. Confuse, isn't it? Yes, this is the part where you should take not just a thought but a deep breath and then replace yourself into what is real. Real? Didn't I just mention the word "real"? So what is real to you? Something you can touch? Or can be seen? Felt? Tasted? Or perhaps even heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think, take the time you need with no hurry. Breathe, breathe, breathe...and think, think, think! Breathe as you think, and think as you breathe. Yes, does it trigger a shot in your mind yet? Yes or no? Oh, I can't read your mind but it is up to you to decide. So, how would you decide? And that is when it is real...and really fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I say that? You are still confused, aren't you? Finding bushes and indirections in this article? Certainly, you do as I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, what surrounds us are what have been created into the world by its very nature. And we, humans, who have been here long enough to be remembered are the beings that created a world that we all know today. The educations, technologies, histories, places, languages, foods, people, etc are what we have to define human beings. Of course, which I meant our doings as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, still, what is fair and unfair? People would always say the world is always unfair. It doesn't matter what you do, it is never fair. No matter how much effort or courage you have, it will never be fair. And, why never? Why can't we take a chance to be fair? Is it because you may wanna say it is God who destined us to be? Or is it not? Well, it is in your intelligence to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, why is the world never unfair? Why the blame? What is there to blame? The world is a place where human civilization settled in. We live together in this Earth, a place where we all called home. So why blame the world for the unfair? When the world is just a…place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, what is not fair when you say it is unfair. It is our doings that make it unfair, it is the decision we make for it to be unfair. The key word would be selfishness, and every man for himself. Everything comes at a price as nothing comes easily, where you gotta earn it with your capability. Who gets a free lunch anyway? Every little idea gets to pay it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is what we want and desire which have made to be unfair. We do what we do best to keep our own interest and sometimes without a doubt we will even have to sacrifice for one another, no one is capable of having everything. Thus, the unfair judgmental figure doesn’t just pop out by thinking…”Oh, it’s unfair that you won!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not take a few seconds backward and give it a thought…so ask yourself, did you work hard for victory? Was it the best you got? Have you put enough effort for this? Sometimes, or most of the times I would say it is best to put yourself first before anyone else. What is the point of blaming someone else without troubleshooting your own weakness first? This is because if you start putting your blame on others without consciously realizing your own problem, it would be really embarrassing for others to actually lecture you about it. So give yourself a thought, before others do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The of course, there are people out there who complicate matters to be unfair in order to preserve the interest within themselves. It is their ego, selfishness, and inconsideration to have caused what you may think is unfair. Of course, they would give reasons to ensure you’re able to fully comprehend the situation. But as a matter of fact, sometimes the truth may be hidden well enough to blind you at all. Thus, these reasons whatever they may be would be enough to cover up a trail of the mislead…but these are just excuses good enough to be précised as to protect their own interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what is unfair can be fair too “if” you have the courage to bring justice. Dare enough to pick a fight? Dare to take a punch or pain? It is up to you because it is never wrong to stand up for the rights and tear down the wrongs to shredded pieces scum of disgusting irritable trash. There is no point or a reason at all tolerating mercy to the wrongs, what is right must stand up for it is the righteousness of our beings to live in this world. There is nothing be afraid of when righteousness is what it all takes for a great sail. But yet, like I mentioned, it is up to you individuals out there. If you have the courage to get what is right to be done, then do it…but if you don’t, I would say you probably will be overrun in stampede by the wrongs for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide or Stand? You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jacques Yvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-6878218069135385101?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-not-fair.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-3364721701983186338</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 04:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T22:12:42.833-07:00</atom:updated><title>Melody's Beauty</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tender point in tune,&lt;br /&gt;Plays along by &lt;em&gt;soul&lt;/em&gt; of a gifted,&lt;br /&gt;Gently heard from a soul,&lt;br /&gt;With genuine &lt;em&gt;smile brought&lt;/em&gt; in her,&lt;br /&gt;Comes what yet lovely in &lt;em&gt;Melody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every words appear through tune,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rings a bell&lt;/em&gt; across by melody's fingers,&lt;br /&gt;Exists in gifted sail of Her's,&lt;br /&gt;Plays in each of &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Where fantasy awaken in &lt;em&gt;realm &lt;/em&gt;of melody,&lt;br /&gt;Finds &lt;em&gt;passion&lt;/em&gt; with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings in motion of &lt;em&gt;emotion&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Cloudly motions be there might,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snowy&lt;/em&gt; motion of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Expression in emotions of cosy &lt;em&gt;night's&lt;/em&gt; melody,&lt;br /&gt;Where ears felt in tune,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her's&lt;/em&gt; yet neither all but &lt;em&gt;pure &lt;/em&gt;emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;tranquility&lt;/em&gt; in Melody of Belle,&lt;br /&gt;Seen in the eyes of Belle,&lt;br /&gt;Truth lies at &lt;em&gt;Heart&lt;/em&gt; of Belle,&lt;br /&gt;Where Sun &lt;em&gt;comes&lt;/em&gt; at hands of Belle,&lt;br /&gt;Then shine of &lt;em&gt;stars &lt;/em&gt;in Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet then repulsiveness of &lt;em&gt;hate and anger&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Fought truly in peave of love,&lt;br /&gt;Carried through in carriage of &lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;In melody finds &lt;em&gt;Kingdom&lt;/em&gt; at peace,&lt;br /&gt;Again seems melody's beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;em&gt;Belle at heart in Melody&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-3364721701983186338?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/04/melodys-beauty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4588857481741531467</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 12:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T18:30:32.338-07:00</atom:updated><title>Conspiracy of Jacques Yvez</title><description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Perhaps it has been a while since my little perfect life has settled down too quietly, not until somebody out there decided to take it out on the street again with all the yadi-yadi-yada. Let say, this time it is about my break up with Victoria, again. I'm indeed very interested to really know the truth about what has been happening or words that have been circling around though, as there have been too many stories created by hypocrites and clowns, which I have never bothered to listen so far. So today, I have decided to dig it out a little to actually know what is going on...and perhaps, it is to my surpise to know whom the hypo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprise to find out that certain people (should I mention names?) actually made fun out of the break up, because obviously I was the one being dumped. But perhaps I was not being transparent enough that being dumped is a good thing at times, which only my very bestfriends know why and the very why it should happen. Firstly, I would like to invite my readers to take a good look in this matter because certainly I will not reveal certain truth (which only a few know about Jacques Yvez &amp;amp; The White Mask). Yes, certainly it seemed foolish indeed for a man like me who has been thrown over a bridge by a woman. But yet, I swam across the river to find another love has been waiting to grab my hand where she pulled me up and we walked away with wonderful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there is no trail being left behind for me to re-divert the course of this nature. Where, I set sail and approach harbors to seek new crews (most of you know what crews I described here) and yet there has always been the biggest fun of all. It didn't matter what has been said regarding my break up with Victoria as at certain stage it is I whom have not lose a single penny of lust, but yet it is those whom have fallen into a donation of a penny in lust. Yes, wise enough I am to clary myself as fair as judgment can be done. Nonetheless, a woman who is to feel uncomfortable shall approach in manner for appealing the truth well hidden within herself. She may have said awful or ridiculous words which fondle the ears of many, but indeed it is a hypocrisy I have never expected well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes yes yes...what a hypocrite you are indeed" say I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, still, it doesn't matter what they have said for I have fulfilled my mission in accomplishment to my goals in the pit, what a strike! Those I celebrate shall be feasted upon my return of a journey, once again we shall share tales of common and never be told again. You and I both know how things work in the world of Le Masque Blanc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4588857481741531467?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/03/conspiracy-of-jacques-yvez.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4630386766972478073</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-19T11:39:20.224-07:00</atom:updated><title>A matter of choice</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In times of my life, I came across situations where it is always about making the right decision. It can be anything, just about anything that we all live through in this world. So here is a little tale of mine I would like to share, something truly wonderful I realize recently…or perhaps, a choice I made long ago before I knew it was already in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a triathlete in 2006, took it seriously as a career because I wanted to pursue my dream. I love multi-sports when I was a kid, I felt the thrill when I saw it on television so I told myself on day I would be one these multi-sports athletes. Of course, my dream came true as I put effort and time into it. So it has been 3 years down the road now being a triathlete; train, eat, sleep, and train again…the same thing over and over again every single day. I never got bored of it seriously, I just love it, and it has already become part of me. Perhaps, I should even say it has already become a lifestyle. I train alone, depending on no one else but myself, just like any other triathletes and ironmans around the world. Even though I have a coach, but still I have always been left to be independent because this is what triathlon is all about; achieving it by your own self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago when I was in Brunei, I rejoined the hash group like I used to back in 2003. There I met my old friends, and it is always good to see them. A friend of mine, Jaap, who is also a triathlete by hobby has been very successful too. He has competed in numerous triathlons and half-ironman as well. Jaap is a great guy to be honest, at his age he is considered to be pretty fast. So after the hash run, we all sat down for dinner in a café. That is when Jaap gave me a question that I thought no one would ever ask me. So finally, that question came and I have always been ready to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jack, do you realize being a triathlete or ironman made you a selfish person?” asked Jaap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in silence for a moment where everyone was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“True enough, I do realize I have been over the years.” say I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, the discussion began on how triathlon has evolved our lives and made us what we are today. Jaap made a very critical point by saying “just because we train by ourselves everyday and not relying on anyone else, we have become more independent as we have to or otherwise we will not survive during races”. That was as true enough as I couldn’t agree any further, as I felt it within myself. And the independence within us have somehow transform into a selfishness as well, it gives us the power to be confident, firm, strong, courageous, brave, self-believe, and trust ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, being a triathlete is never easy as overcoming many obstacles is always handed singularly. We do not depend on others; swim, bike, run…these 3 very disciplines have shown us how we have to overcome the difficulties we would encounter individually. We are constantly pushing ourselves through our limits, there is never enough as there is always room for improvement. When we are out there racing, there is no one to help us to finish or win the race but our own selves. There is no one to drag us while we swim in the rough seas, there is no one to block the strong head wind for us while we cycle, and there is no one to carry umbrella for us while we run under the cruel heat. Yet, to survive and finish the race is done by us alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an agonizing task that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; endure, as we want to. Swim 1500m, bike 40km, and run 10km in triathlon. Then swim 3.8km, bike 180.2km, and run 42.2km in ironman. That is what we do, that is what we want, and that is what we have in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from then onwards, I started to realize how selfish and independent I have become consciously. The reality is I only care about myself nowadays; my trainings, my nutrition, my life, my goals, my plan, my schedule, and that I am have become my very own top priority. Sometimes it even feels there is nothing else to bother but myself. In fact, I do not work well with others too as I believe in myself more than I do to anyone else, I just don’t trust others as I much as I trust myself. Jaap also pointed out he was also like that in his younger days and never really work well with his colleagues because he felt he could handle it all by himself and trust his himself more than he trust others. We did admit that it is a bad attitude, and there is certainly a need to change. But yet, still…it was a choice we made before we even knew what we got ourselves into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the thing is what you do changes you as a person because when what you do becomes a routine then in times it will become a habit. So as I point I see in myself, at first it was tough to be in triathlon and training full-time wasn’t easy. But the human body is capable of adaptation biologically so it has become a lifestyle since then, where I no longer find difficulties living through triathlon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, my family has always been complaining about my selfishness at home. Indeed I am selfish, as each time I got home from training I would be tired and not bother to do anything else, where as my family never really understand how tiring it is to be a triathlete. And the independence I have at home is another world apart from my family where I don’t even share the same dinner as they do, of course the reason would I have to look after my own nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always tell me that they don’t really have any choices because they think what they have is all they have got left. But that’s not true, because the world is a bigger than one can ever imagine. Everyone has choices, it’s either given or found, and never it is a must to be taken. I made my decision clear that I wanted to be a triathlete, and I never regretted though I have to go through all the hardship till today. And even that means having a hard time with my family, I still endure and try my best to make them understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything comes in a package of good and bad, there is a balance in that because it is given by nature to face its challenges by you. The good would be the reward, and the bad would be the learning outcome. Hanging in the balance of both gives you nothing but emptiness, so it’s critical to know what you know you want best for your life and never regret it because you gotta know and understand it well. This is to reassure yourself by not putting the blame on others once you have failed. Success does not come without failures of course, only determination and not giving up rewards you what you want at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it or believe it because the decision you make will justify whom you are. It is not an option, yet it is a choice and that gives you the power to your own life. Directions come differently in life too, as shown in all roads that many signboards lead to different places. It doesn’t force you to take one direction but it gives you optional choices to choose from, where in the end it is up to you to decide where you wanna go. Don’t blame others for your choices for it is your own, because nobody can take away for what you are within your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am what I am today, there have been good and bad through its time. I may have lost certain things but I have never regretted for making the decision when I was only 13. Today, I am proud to be a triathlete I must say. For what I have achieved, I’m glad I did and I’ve discovered my capabilities. For what I have failed, I’m grateful that I have learned my lessons and pursue to be better again. There is always time for changes, and it takes is just effort to make it better. I know I’m selfish, and I know I can get rid of this behavior which has affected my love ones. I’m not changing for them nor for myself, but it is for a better day where life can be brought to greater happiness and appreciation. Till then, I may achieve another great ordeal in life to tell another tale. What says you? Live it, or…do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jacques Yvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4630386766972478073?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/03/matter-of-choice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-5411220502969593300</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-19T08:56:31.445-07:00</atom:updated><title>Just someone cheating?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We often hear people would say certain awful things during break ups, but most commonly known to many is the cheating. I wouldn’t define it as cheating clearly in this article, but to many people I have known would usually come forth to say he or she has been cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, firstly I would say cheating is disgraceful. Of course, it is always bad to cheat and tell lies in life. But then, how could you simply define cheating? Cheating as in? In what way would you simplify cheating rationally and logically? You see, the funny thing is communication is often complicated in relationships. As the fact is that certain matters would become sensitive in relationship and hence does not tolerate wider communicative barrier, it will all be restricted due to individual’s consideration, and perhaps manipulation to be considered too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in my passed experiences I was being called a liar in relationship because I was not telling or constantly updating my girlfriend about everything I do. Here is the catch, I was not telling because I didn’t think it was a need to as I was in no boot camp to report myself to any captain or colonel. Then of course, since I was already in a relationship then why not trust me. It was clear enough that my routine was already in brief and nearly where ever I went she knows where to find me, most likely there was a GPS tracking system beacon in me. You see, the reality is I wasn’t married or attached to her in full commitment. I’m still single till today, so that doesn’t mean when a person is in a relationship he or she must be in controlled in order to keep that trust in a strong bond. Of course, when I thought of this matter from my past I see it as a very immature relationship. At first I didn’t feel bother, but as the journey went on I felt it has become a burden and pressure instead. But I was really lucky that it is all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my point is, not telling doesn’t mean cheating at all because everyone deserves to have their own privacy and secrets. Trust of course on the other hand is one of the most important features in relationship or as well as just about anything in human relation. Many people I came across would often define couple must always remain open sharing to each other unconditionally. But when I disagree with this in a way where I see every one of us, I would like mention this again, deserves a little privacy at least in our very own space. People deserve to be respected, treated nicely, and faithful. By respecting them, you give them stronger dignity. By treating them nicely, you get respect and kindness in return. By having faith in them, you will cherish more of your life together in happiness and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all things work in just a way or one direction as we may think they do, but it all comes to the thinking and consideration that counts. Your boyfriend is out without telling you doesn’t he’s off to check on other girls. Your girlfriend is not talking to you tonight doesn’t mean she’s talking to some other guys. People need their own space and time to breathe and regenerate their own lives. Humans are no pet to anyone, though we are capable of killing our own species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, we have emotions and bleed the same color of blood. Selfishness is always the major issue in all relationship, as they recreate the barrier to exile their own world to the real world. Your boyfriend or girlfriend may be the one you love, but loving is not about imprisonment somebody just because you think he or she belongs to you. Look, nobody belongs to anybody because it is priceless. He or she is with you is because of what love has brought both of you together, and not because you spent a 100 dollars on him or her and becomes yours forever. So let it free, everybody deserves freedom of their own right to do what they wish to. He wants to get a drink in the bar, let him be because he will be happy. She wants to hang out with her girls, let her be because she will feel more like a girl…trust, girls do feel the changes in them when they are too stuck with a guy for too long and that’s why they would become more aggressive and daring in arguments or conversations. You must allow that freedom in your life, as it is the essential key for yourself to see the world in a bigger picture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may wanna be the controller of everything, but it would be even worse for yourself rather than the person you control. Here is why; you become obsess, you become limited through your own personality, you become a narcissist, your ego grows even stronger, all the negativity starts to eat you alive, and sooner or later your life will be seen as nightmares by others. Or in other words, I should say you will most likely to be seen as a psychopath! Why does this happen? This is because it is your own choice that you made to develop that control or monitor. It is unhealthy for relationships to go that way, as many have ended in really awful manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not be more positive? Not telling is not a bad thing after all, it would be least of a worry sometimes. Even if you think you wanna share something, find the right time because you would wanna consider his or her life too. Cheating doesn’t come that cheap anyway, it is not something that everybody can do it takes large amount of effort too. Then of course, trust comes along in confidence too. People may feel insecure sometimes because they feel insecure about themselves and that is why they would start feeling insecure about the others, again that’s an egoistic thinking or mindset. So that is why it is important to have freedom to regain your own inspiration, motivation and concentration in your life. There is nothing guilty in opening yourself up to the world and breathe in fresh air. Don’t be scared by the fact that the world would be mean and harmful to you, because if you don’t try you will never know what’s good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take some time and reconsider what is in your situation, take a break or a walk to feel what surrounds you. See the wonders in colours for they would colour your life too. Feel the rhythm of happiness for they bounce up and down in many ways. See yourself in 5 years time and save the answers to yourself, then recap of your current life and compare them. Perhaps you might even find what you need to restructure your current relationship to a better step. Trust your love one, he or she is with you for that very reason is the heart that matters. Don’t buy words too much as actions speak louder; give it a time and space, because at the end of the very you will discover more to words than what you think may be cheating…be smart ey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-5411220502969593300?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-someone-cheating.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-1359225163694755966</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T09:55:38.463-07:00</atom:updated><title>Answer of Lies</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently, there have been many speculations and observations regarding matters of how everyone's life is getting affected from the economy crisis. Yet, beyond that there is always other stories to be told rather than just about devastation of financial matters and businesses, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how my life is getting affected by the world's ferocious problematic issues. Pretty still the same as I, triathlon and studies, and of course the very thing of the unknown lies the story of Love. I am most delighted for what I have achieved in my studies, I did my internship in Halliburton with a promising career in future, which nothing much to concern but yet to pursue further wise and firm decision indeed. Triathlon, the very sporting lifestyle I live through and defines my eternal life. For as long as I breathe I will never stop in a inch of this path I've taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I have been hidden and exiled in silence in order to restructure certain things that I have been going through. It could be anything from top to bottom that I see. Yes, for so long as I do know it was I that defines myself as a person. Live as a person I have, and looking back into the past I have somehow realised the changes and patterns of revolution in my life, interesting indeed. I wouldn't be too detail regarding this, as a concern of too long in the writing, so I'm just gonna move directly into one part which may seem interesting to me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another story to be told in the life of modesty, in the presence of a fairy tale once upon a time. Yes, I have been single for over a year and a half since the last break up with Syaza...then of course, some of you may know what happen after that too, no details follow. So came last year, 2008, a blessed year of joy and adventures! It was before Christmas that I met Victoire de l'amour, indeed truly it was wonderful to have met such a profound beauty. Neither I nor the girls could deny my description was beyond the imaginable. Of course, she was listed number in the list as many of you know. For I have to say she's indeed a great person I have came across once again, genuine interaction between the world of lust and freedom love have once more been torn apart. That somehow took away a soul that have dwelled well within me. I never regretted indeed for it is a decision made wisely for I have seem voyages in many sights of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Victoire and Yvez were happy. Most of you knew how wonderful it was, and then...it came the drama behind the scenes. Always remember, there will always be a balance of good and bad precisely as it would adjourned its destiny as it is directed to be. Of course, the problem was basically Victoire wasn't allow to see Yvez by the cold-hearted mother as to her Yvez is just another bad person. Yes, mentioned I have as many of you know how narcissist she was being a mother, the world has no longer been a better place than herself. Of course, the bond of love was strong enough to keep both's together. Right, there was nothing falsely to be accused of because we were doing righteousness and purely dating a positive manner's date! Furthermore, that was just one part that neither it bothered Yvez nor Victoire at heart...yet, it did bother her personally at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, I would like to clarify this statement clearly that "In the consent of mankind's philosophy, Jacques Yvez is a man who would only date women younger than him and shall always at hands be pure and faithful to the life he has." and respect that for I do not seem to have caused trouble in you nor him nor her nor them. Not too long ago, after being apart for over month, the relationship finally ended with doubtful manners. You see, I dislike answers or matters that are being left in between a matter of right or wrong. Of course in my decision I would cut the line if I have to logically and rationally after precisely calculative measures. No doubt, Victoire was going through certain hardship to my knowledge and whatever is beyond that I have not see remain unknown, and best kept apart from me to as I do not wish to be confused again. Thus, on a night of silence...the relationship was being ended by a simply phone call made by myself courageously. It was clear that very night Victoire declared the relationship to be ended; firstly mentioned by her aunt that she no longer feels affection, and lastly she is stressed up by her studies. Of course, I took that well as being expected too. So as a legitimate gentleman, I respected her decision as it was wise enough for me to be set free once more, and also to her goodwill in considerations for what would be the best for both's. So again, clearly I was no longer listed in relationship which means I am always single as I would say. No hard feelings nor devastation, a little disappointment in some perspective and yet I took it well enough as a form of lesson. Then yet, our friendship still remains in good faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, well enough I have been...then came a few days ago when hes aunt asked of what have I told to people who questioned regarding my relationship. Of course, for I shall not lie to my friends and not to my closest friends who value me more than diamond I have answered them honestly "I got dumped!" which seemed fair enough to put an answer to a question. But I was a little surprised when her aunt says "You shouldn't tell people that because you guys are only taking time off from the relationship" and I was speechless for a moment. I was thinking to myself, was me or Victoire that was not being clear and comprehensively of our situation back that night. Fair enough, the reality is the relationship ended in the initiation of Victoire's decision. So clear enough to me or everyone else that explain logically when 2 people are no longer in relationships, whether time of or space needed or time, it will always be considered a break up...because both are walking its way and apart. Even though if Victoire does wish to resume the relationship, it wouldn't be a problem too for I am not waiting neither herself and yet good faith will always come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that I speak for myself that I am truly being honest to my life, and you my dearest readers. Yet, there are those scavengers who seek gossips and affairs negatively to jeopardize and ruin the life of others will always be ignored...you come in ways of harm, and yet I will come in ways of destruction to your's. Yes, for now I am freely as I am to be for that is my decision in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see different alternatives and solutions to many matters and it is always the very wise decision that takes a good effort for a good or bad outcome. And perhaps, dating isn't a big sin after all when a life similar to mine in no controls shall always have the choice to be chose. Evangeline is avail in times afar, Jewell is seen after ages and rediscover her soul is eventually an ongoing hunt, Stephania has grown wiser to a beauty of lust, while Christine lives with laughter and joy for I could not deny her humor, Phoebe the innocent one meant no harm but goodwill, and Lynette meant certain manners of betrayal and lust. Still more to come for its countless measures are not to been seen and yet to be lived with. So long for I am here, there will tales of all that might be just what you have seek in the awakenings of a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-1359225163694755966?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/03/answer-of-lies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4165894342788377722</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 14:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-13T07:28:09.105-07:00</atom:updated><title>Greenpeace and World Rainforest Movement Misguided?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greenpeace and World Rainforest Movement Misguided?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Ross Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The International Carbon Action Partnership was formed by senior officials from the EU, 3 US States, Canada, Norway and New Zealand in Lisbon to fight climate change by building a global carbon market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brave and innovative scheme aims to add momentum towards low carbon economies by grouping countries and regions that cap and trade environmentally damaging CO2 emissions.  The IACP intends to push for a worldwide marketplace that will allow cross-border trading in permits that are bought and sold like commodities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the scheme, local authorities place an annual ceiling on CO2 emissions and issue “pollution permits” to companies, which can then buy and sell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;British Prime Minister, Gordon Brown, who signed his country to the IACP said that the NGO is a “significant step forward” for the creation of a global carbon trading system that will be “fundamental in arresting and reversing climate change.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In publishing data on CO2 Emissions per capita however, some interesting facts have emerged.  Asia posted the second lowest emissions per capita of only 1.3 just above Africa (0.9) and below Latin America (2.1).  Surprisingly, China which has often been touted as the second worst polluter after the USA, posted a low reading of 3.9 vis a vis Canada (17.0), Australia (18.4) whilst the USA posted a staggering reading of 19.6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This calls the lie on the many claims made by such diverse organizations such as Greenpeace and the World Rainforest Movement who’ve made the rather tenuous claim that palm oil is responsible for the destruction of rainforest which makes it a major contributor to climate change!  Deforestation Watch is perturbed by this development as any wild and unsubstantiated position papers such as these can only damage our cause in the long run as it will ultimately destroy the credibility of our movement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s take a look at the two offending Position Papers.  Greenpeace Netherlands in a paper entitled “The Dutch Economic Contribution to Worldwide Deforestation and Forest Degradation” puts forth the rather convoluted argument that “in the period 1996 – 2000 Dutch economic activities contributed annually to about 14,000 ha of deforestation in Indonesia, compared to an annual contribution of about 12,000 ha in the period 2001 – 2005. The decline took place in spite of increasing palm oil and pulp imports from Indonesia, but because the increase of palm oil and pulp plantations has been less in this second period.”  Jumping through verbal hoops, the paper then sought to show that in Malaysia “there are indications that deforestation has been strongest in the period of 1996- 2000 when the initial palm oil boom took place.”  What the Paper fails to highlight is that deforestation has moderated in Malaysia somewhat in the last five years (from 2001-2005) despite the palm oil boom continuing unabated in that country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Rainforest Movement in a recent paper curiously entitled “Oil Palm:  From Cosmetics to Biodiesel – Colonization Lives On” seeks to paint a picture of indiscriminate clearing of forest land in Indonesia.  Says the paper:  “In Indonesia, nearly seven million hectares of forest had been approved for conversion to estate crop plantations by the end of 1997, and this land has almost certainly been cleared. But the area actually converted to oil palm plantations since 1985 is about 2.6 million hectares”, destined for export to feed the palm oil industries.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most disconcerting is the Rainforest Movement’s confession of sort:  “Indonesia has 10% of the world’s remaining tropical forests which are home to over 20,000 plant species – accounting for 10% of the planet’s total –, 12% of the world's mammal species and 17% of bird species, many of which are unique. The magnitude of this lush biodiversity can be pictured by the data that 25 acres of Borneo's rainforest were found to contain 700 tree species, equal to the total number of species for the whole of North America.”  The confession?  Indonesia is still rich in diversity and it is in the United States where bio-diversity is under serious threat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scraping the bottom of the barrel against Malaysia, the Paper attempts to paint a picture of indiscriminate clearing of traditional lands thus depriving the local indigenous tribes of their customary land.  The paper describes a march on the office of the Deputy Chief Minister of Sabah by a coalition of indigenuous tribes: “Representatives of the Murut, the Kadazandusun, and the Rungus, and some 30 more tribes coming from the remote region of Tongod, traversed in July of this year northern Borneo to reach the gleaming office of Sabah’s Deputy Chief Minister of Land, Datuk Lajim Haji Ukin at the capital city of Kota Kinabalu.”  Then the giveaway:  “With the assistance of community support organizations, Wilster and others from Tongod are now trying a new strategy – they’ve filed a court case against the State and two plantation companies: Hup Seng Consolidated Berhad and Asiatic Development Berhad. The case is the first deliberate test of Sabah’s land tenure laws with regards to indigenous peoples.”  In a land where indigenous people can file suit in court surely lays to waste the claims that such tribes are being deprived of their customary land with impunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What these papers tries to conceal (which is obviously un-concealable) is that palm oil is largely grown in Asia, Africa and Latin America, all 3 of which are continents with the LOWEST emission data per Capita of any place in the world!  Deforestation Watch takes the view that such unwarranted and unjustified attacks against a commodity that is contributing to uplifting the economic and social wellbeing of the peoples in the palm oil belt can hardly be described as “colonization”.  Rather than colonization, the growing of palm oil actually serves to liberate economically and uplift the peoples of the lands in which palm oil is cultivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reprinted with the kind consent of Deforestationwatch.org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.palmoiltruthfoundation.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=653&amp;amp;Itemid=549"&gt;Palm Oil Truth Foundation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4165894342788377722?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/03/greenpeace-and-world-rainforest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-6265554661086900538</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-13T07:29:38.233-07:00</atom:updated><title>Palm oil is a net source of CO2 emissions when produced on peatlands</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palm oil is a net source of CO2 emissions when produced on peatlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mongabay.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 17, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Solution" to global warming is worse than fossil fuels in terms of emissions. Study finds one ton of palm oil produced on peatland generates 15 to 70 tons of CO2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers have confirmed that converting peat forests for oil palm plantations results in a large net release of carbon dioxide, indicating industry claims that palm oil helps fight climate change are unfounded, at least when plantations are established in peatlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing life cycle analysis of land use change in tropical peatlands, Dr. Susan Page (University of Leicester) and colleagues working on the CARBOPEAT and RESTORPEAT projects found that drained, degraded, and converted peatlands are substantial net sources — not net sinks — of carbon dioxide (CO2). They measured annual CO2 emissions per hectare at 170 metric tons for oil palm plantations and 280 metric tons for acacia pulpwood plantations over the 25-year life cycle. By comparison, natural peat swamp — through tree growth and peat accumulation — acts as a carbon sink, accumulating at least 2.6 metric tons of CO2 per hectare per year. Extrapolating for the 420,000 hectares (ha) of oil palm plantations established on peatlands in Malaysia and 2,800,000 ha for Indonesia, the researchers estimate emissions of 3,220 million metric tons of CO2 over the 25-year lifecycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logged peat forest in Kalimantan on the island of Borneo. Photo by Rhett Butler.&lt;br /&gt;The researchers say that producing one ton of palm oil on peatland generates 15 to 70 tons of CO2 over 25 years as a result of forest conversion, peat decomposition and emission from fires associated with land clearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Current land use and land practice developments in Southeast Asia give grave cause for concern. While deforestation rates in non-peatland areas are decreasing slightly owing to depletion of forest resources, those on peatlands have been rising for the last 20 years," said Page. "In 2005, 25% of all deforestation in Southeast Asia was on peatlands owing to demand for land on which to establish plantations. Current UNFCCC negotiations in Bali on reduced emissions from deforestation and degradation (REDD) could offer a crucial opportunity to reduce carbon emissions from tropical peatlands and thus contribute to combating global climate change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wetlands International, an NGO that has done extensive work on peatlands in southeast Asia, has found that protection and restoration of peatlands are among the most cost-effective options for slowing global warming, with initial investment at around 15 euro cents ($0.22) for every ton of avoided CO2 emissions. By comparison, carbon credits are presently trading at more than 26 euro ($34) per ton on European exchanges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page believes that governments should push peatlands conservation as a step towards cutting greenhouse gas emissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Government of Indonesia should regard its peatlands as a 'bank' because they are worth more as biodiversity and carbon stores than oil palm or pulp tree plantations," she explained. "As a first step it should rescind ALL concession licenses that have been (and still are being) granted for new plantations on its peatland, especially those granted by the decentralized local governments without carrying out Environmental Impact Assessments. It is clear with current rates of peatland conversion that the Indonesian Government cannot reduce its massive non-industrial CO2 emissions unless it stops plantation and other agricultural and industrial uses of its peatlands, and takes serious measures to protect the natural resource functions of biodiversity, carbon and water stores of the remaining peat swamp forests." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.mongabay.com/2007/1217-palm_oil.html"&gt;MONGABAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-6265554661086900538?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/03/palm-oil-is-net-source-of-co2-emissions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-2436059936044966</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 01:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-24T17:58:12.057-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Unfinished Letter</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dear Scarlette,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time tells a tale nor You and Me, whenever it is thought neither I could ever deny. Distant has come in ways between us, where I stood still in the very day. Love, lust, thoughts of you have reappeared in no time. Then again, across the valley and the very edge of mountaineous cliff I see horizon beyond imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more? What's more to a world of peace and beauty? Where no beauty is as gorgeous as yours' in the kingdom of heavenly earth. Then, my heart shall never retrieve its visage of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-2436059936044966?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/02/unfinished-letter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4296492242632065621</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-17T19:04:00.469-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tagged by Melanie a.k.a Black Polka</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love to read and write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love conversations, as I am very talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am absolutely selfish, as independant as I am being a triathlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a good life in my very own choice, where happiness comes and peace shall stay. Yet, money makes no object to me for I believe life costs free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I like girls, as I'm a male, love the opposite sex who have the Victoria's Secret features. Which are very rare in a way, yet, still I do meet certain of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am a Darwinian, for I have views and opinions from different directions. Alternatives are what I like to hear, advices are what I like to consider, solutions are what I like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am very strong at my own point in my life. I live it the way I want, and the way that it's me. I represent myself, neither culture nor anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love to study, as reading is the key power to gain knowledge. Nothing else feels better, perhaps, when you're constantly progressing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I keep myself happy, smile, and positive. Why not? What's the point of choosing to be sad when you're able to be happy. So I'm an ignorant when it comes to sadness, where I would choose to light myself up and living life tot he fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Problems? Yes, problems I love to deal with them. To me, it is a game to be played and you will the fun out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Foods? European foods are my favourite, and I love spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Vodka is my most preferred, I love it. Its' sensational taste feels better than any other drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I swim, I bike, I run...triathlon is my life, it's in my blood, and it is who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I am named Jacques Yvez Casanova, by many. Then, it comes the signature value in my name which indicates the personality that I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I don't claim myself to be perfect, but I claim myself to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I love myself, appreciate what I am and live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. No girls can ever handle a guy like me, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I am a passionate lover, filled with romance and affections. A caring heart I have, still I cares for many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I only have a heart, the one and only, and only one girl is to stay...for she is Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I love kisses, for lips are sealed with thousand indescribable words..."A kiss of Tale"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I give affections, more than I take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The infamous quote for a Casanova is..."Only true love makes them stay" by Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My heart remains truthful, faithful, and l'amour de passione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Pain for Pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I love art, and most of all I love to be honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. All the readers of my blog are tagged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4296492242632065621?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-melanie-aka-black-polka.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-1782479911240364068</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T22:17:09.788-08:00</atom:updated><title>Articles 2009</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year with a new experience from the past, I have decided to reshuffle and categorize a new form of articles in my blog. As it has been in 2008, most articles were based on the walks of life, concerning everyday's behaviour and encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as for this year, the key components will be slightly different as an approach to something new. Instead of focusing one components in an article, I've somehow have rejoined 2 critical keys together to form a directional components in articles. Hence, as I would say it will be certainly something more redefying and catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to put it up, the combinations are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emotions + Earth / Nature = X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, with these combinations for 2009 I hope my articles will be much more inspiring and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jacques Yvez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-1782479911240364068?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/01/articles-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-4752663965014793047</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T18:38:12.618-08:00</atom:updated><title>Mi Pequeño Español</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actualmente estoy en la oficina de blogs ahora, como tengo nada que hacer. Me desperté esta mañana en torno a finales de 7:30, y llegué a la oficina alrededor de 8 algo. Pero por suerte mi jefe está bien con él, porque aquí es muy flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba lloviendo mucho durante todo el día de ayer, y no pude hacer mi formación en todos después del trabajo. Así que me sentía muy aburrido en casa, y estaba viendo la televisión. Le di una llamada a Phoebe le dicen acerca de este sábado y también el plan que estoy volviendo el jueves por la noche después del trabajo, así que espero que vaya todo bien si no me sentiría realmente aburrido en Miri. Primera parada en la cena Fratini, y luego hacer un recorrido en el mercado de la noche de Año Nuevo chino. Será muy concurrido, sin embargo, pero al menos vamos a llegar a ver la cultura de la gente de Miri. Mi colega Roberto colega de Barcelona, España, será probablemente demasiado en Miri, si no tiene nada que hacer aquí en Brunei. Es aburrido, aunque en Brunei, por lo que al menos sería más divertido para él en Miri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraño mucho mi amor, tienes que hablar con ella ayer por la noche por teléfono, como de costumbre. Quisiera llamar su cada noche sólo para oír su dulce voz amorosa. Pero fue muy divertido su burla en español, que siguió diciendo que era muy media. Gracias a Brian para que viva mi enseñanza mí, y tuve un buen momento de su burla. "Me gusta tu culo gran te", que es lo que le dijo, y así como "Su culo es dulce", pero fue muy divertido, porque aunque sabía que ella se sentiría vergüenza al respecto. Encanta cuando ella es muy tímida, porque simplemente sus mejillas rosadas su vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy a correr en la selva de hoy, en la tabla. Lo extraño mucho, como lo ha sido 5 años desde que salí de Brunei anteriormente. Así que voy a cumplir todos mis amigos de nuevo esta tarde, y sería genial ver. No puedo esperar a sentir la armonía de la naturaleza del flujo y el latido del corazón de la selva. Estoy tan va a encantar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-4752663965014793047?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-pequeo-espaol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-8463584263877986605</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 05:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-19T22:17:08.479-08:00</atom:updated><title>La vie de l'Amour</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Victoire, l'amour de ma vie, que j'ai rencontré il ya longtemps de ne pas trop en Novembre. Je me souviens encore très clairement la première fois que je l'ai rencontrée, elle était timide et convivial en dehors. Mais encore une fois, je n'ai jamais pensé que je tombe en amour pour elle car elle n'a jamais été dans mon esprit. Peut-être que le vieux dicton est bon, les choses se produisent quand ils sont moins attendus. Il a été plus d'un mois depuis que notre relation a commencé. Jusqu'ici tout va bien, bien sûr, et je me suis juré de ne pas répéter les erreurs stupides que j'ai fait dans le passé de ma vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tout est nouveau dans ma vie maintenant, et il est toujours bon d'être comme une chance est donnée à redémarrer un nouveau voyage. Par conséquent, je suis vraiment heureux d'avoir dans ma vie de Victoria. Même si notre relation a été plus d'un mois encore, il estime, comme il a été là depuis des siècles. Nous avons passé beaucoup de temps ensemble, comme nous avons essayé de notre mieux pour voir les uns les autres, avant, elle doit retourner à Singapour pour ses études alors que je devais venir à Brunei pour le travail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le temps que nous avons passés ensemble ont été précieusement conservé et surtout très mémorable. En effet, ils sont, comme nous l'avons vécue à la meilleure possible. Le sentiment pour elle est juste différente car je n'ai jamais ressenti de cette façon avant pour une fille. Je l'aime vraiment beaucoup, mais encore avec tout ce que j'avais dans le passé, je suis une meilleure personne maintenant. Ainsi, je suis tout en chérissant la chance que j'ai pour elle...et, bien sûr, apprécier la très peu de choses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est une grande personne d'être fait, comme elle a un caractère unique qui ne peut se faire sentir et extrêmement difficile à décrire. Son amour est sincère en effet, pour tout ce que je sais que je suis tellement en amour avec elle. Ai-je la bonne pathétiquement crazy in love? Ou un fou d'amour? Pourtant, un homme qui est dans l'amour. Pour tout ce qu'elle peut être et qu'il est, mon amour pour elle restera pure et fidèle de tout mon coeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien que nous mai être éloigné exception pour l'instant, mais je reste, elle n'est pas lointain, après tout. Tous les jours, j'entends sa voix et il est tout aussi doux que jamais. Avec un peu de la bénédiction et la foi, je abattre un mur de la solitude dans un champ de l'amour et de joie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il ya des moments où j'ai peur de certaines questions qui affectent nos relations, comme ma propre personnalité et de ma vie. Mais encore, elle semble très acceptable, en quelque sorte. Avec la foi, je l'ai, je l'espère, rien ne changements si les choses tournent mal mai dans ce monde. Elle est la confiance qu'elle a en moi, que je ne vais pas les abus. Il est l'amour qu'elle a en moi, que je ne vais pas abandonner. L'honnêteté, l'engagement et la foi sont tout ce qu'il prend pour 2 coeurs ensemble comme un seul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Après tout, le chemin à parcourir est encore long et attend un avenir meilleur. Pour tout ce que j'ai en moi et elle, le temps passe vite en nous voyons nulle part à l'autre de nouveau. Il a été le fait d'une grande en moi, je remercie Dieu pour une autre chance d'aimer à nouveau. La longue histoire du baiser attendu a été un rêve, une histoire de prince charmant et la princesse Sleepy Beauty, il est effectivement. Pour tout ce qui vient, l'amour prend un tout nouveau voyage loin que l'imagination de la mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je t'aime, mon cher...pour toujours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Par Jacques Yvez Charmmiel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-8463584263877986605?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-vie-de-lamour.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649162049150106838.post-176563480517903027</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T19:30:15.773-08:00</atom:updated><title>The 3rd Week</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, it's already the 3rd week into my industrial training. I'm now being placed in the Well Planning department; it is one of the most critically important departments of the Oil &amp;amp; Gas business. Drilling business is certainly good money, and easy money is some ways I would put it. You found the oil reservoir, and then you're called to drill. And how to drill and reach the oil reservoir? That's the job of Well Planning's department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, technology has loosened people’s lives in many ways. Can you imagine plotting a drilling plan manually? That is nearly the impossible task to be done, yet these software and technologies could do it all with zero mistake, as it is required to be exact and precise. Anyhow, I’m really enjoying myself learning all I can in this department…it is just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming soon, and my boss was just telling me to take a few days off as many people will not be around for work next week. So I get a few days off to stay in Miri though. She is not around so I would feel quite bored without her, I’m just missing her so much, as she’s really lovely and adorable most of all. But no matter how far she is, I still feel she’s very close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“O dearest soul of love, for you have come afar into me,&lt;br /&gt;Shall not see yer may in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Horizon seen endless for it will,&lt;br /&gt;Neither the scenery of all brings the visage of mine,&lt;br /&gt;When yet it lies in the very soul of us,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of yours stretches across the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;For I feel and see,&lt;br /&gt;With each breeze and wind swing across softly,&lt;br /&gt;The very touch of mine,&lt;br /&gt;Feel yer may in the very end…I love you.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My training is great, tiring but great! I love my sport and it’s just feeling great to improve. Yet, I feel some pain in my right leg, at the calf’s muscles. I must have overdone it during the core power workout yesterday, not sure if I should continue with my long run later as I just missed out my lunch. I don’t really have the appetite today, all I feel is like working out and training even harder to reach my target. I know I can, and I’m doing it to make it there. There is nothing I can’t, for my mind sets me free beyond the limit of boundary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jacques Yvez &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649162049150106838-176563480517903027?l=coldrainbow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://coldrainbow.blogspot.com/2009/01/3rd-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jacques Yvez)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>