<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:57:29.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River of Life ~Sming's</title><subtitle type='html'>Me and just me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-3713983171222624783</id><published>2011-12-01T08:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:21:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Weekly Giveaway From BambooLite!</title><content type='html'>Here I am after so long...&lt;br /&gt;With a post hoping to win a gift for my new baby who is going to be due next March 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall keep this short and sweet..&lt;br /&gt;But do click on the link and go to &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.bamboolite.com/giveaway.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.bamboolite.com/giveaway.htm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-3713983171222624783?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bamboolite.com/giveaway.htm' title='Awesome Weekly Giveaway From BambooLite!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3713983171222624783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=3713983171222624783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/3713983171222624783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/3713983171222624783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2011/12/awesome-weekly-giveaway-from-bamboolite.html' title='Awesome Weekly Giveaway From BambooLite!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-1613228724003497757</id><published>2008-06-05T18:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:30:53.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And she is two months old d !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First I was too bloated to blog and then I was too tired, exhausted to blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, time just flies.. and now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah, she is two months old today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She was 3 days overdue. And I ended up having an emergency c sect due to pro-longed labour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, doesn't matter. As long as, my darling baby came out safe and sound, fat and cute !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My maternity leave coming to an end. How am I coping with motherhood ? At times, I still in a daze that I am a mother now. Challenges for the first 2 months is over, more to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is not easy to take care.. Even my mother almost raised up the white flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She bawls like we torture her when we bathe her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She has pro-longed jaundice.. and I am not confined during my confinement period as almost every two days I take her to the the clinic to have her bilirubin level checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She refused to be bottle feed .. at the end of her first month. Doc suspect she has breastmilk jaundice so we had to bottle feed her for 3 days.. and it was terrible to see her cry piteously for me.. now even after a month, sometimes she still wants to suckle , which gets me worried as I am going back to work soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She wouldn't shit after her jaundice was at a safe level.. Aii.. apparently, the formula milk doesn't suit her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The list goes on... this mother complaining d !! haha.. but now she smiles at me,my heart melts.. when she cooes at me, my heart tickles... and when she cries, my heart breaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to give her the best, to protect her, to love her, to provide her..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I truely understand a mother's love, a mother's sacrifice... and to appreciate my own mother more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here is my little Baby Loong Yi&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208349517825221106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/SEfGSpwMofI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1EVqrpGyShk/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208349770294453378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/SEfGhWRjZII/AAAAAAAAAoI/UC4QP0j19Aw/s320/P5170020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208350135252700210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/SEfG2l2YTDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/4UHSizjvud8/s320/P5310004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-1613228724003497757?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1613228724003497757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=1613228724003497757' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1613228724003497757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1613228724003497757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-she-is-two-months-old-d.html' title='And she is two months old d !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/SEfGSpwMofI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1EVqrpGyShk/s72-c/DSC00032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-1220869622028213722</id><published>2008-03-29T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:50:10.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks and still pregnant !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still bloated, still 2 in 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Probably mostly those who are pregnant before will understand y I am so anxious to be released of this excess baggage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I couldn't comprehend why a friend was looking forward to giving birth last time. Isn't that bundle in your tummy that probably kick you once in a while much better than that kicking, wailing one that always need change of soiled nappies ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nah !! You rather hold the baby in your arms now.. Let her wail, let her scream your ears deaf, let her always be needing a feed, needing to be held!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But not the backache, walking with a hunched back due to the weight, bloated hands and legs, cramps, sleepless night, increasing 1kg in a week and that sudden pain in your tummy, lower abdomen !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I am still not ready, or I should say baby is not ready. Doctor say most probably I would be overdue due to my cervix has not dilated or even ripen. Oh well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How long should we wait before we opt for inducing labour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The pros and cons .. the risks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A decision that involves a life. One that I have carried in me for 9 months. One that I have bonded with. One that my other half who proudly awaits to hold in his arms.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, if she is not ready, she is not. Guess I have to live with the 'suffering' for another week or so.  After all, due date is still 4 days away.. Relax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A friend who is due a day after me have given birth this morning. :) Healthy baby boy... Am so happy for her and her husband !! As a once-reluctant mother but now a eager one, I can feel their immense joy of being parents !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Congrates Chia and O Jin !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-1220869622028213722?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1220869622028213722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=1220869622028213722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1220869622028213722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1220869622028213722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2008/03/39-weeks-and-still-pregnant.html' title='39 weeks and still pregnant !'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-6090910820201785557</id><published>2008-03-15T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:15:21.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>37 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to see the gynae today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Weekly visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everything is ok and normal. Still no idea when will baby be ready to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said by the time baby is born would be about 7 pounds plus. 3.2 to 3.4 kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ah doi besar-nya !!! He said slightly big for my size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My stomach is relatively small but baby besar. Ah ler.. No wonder I so san fu lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said tahan few more weeks lar. But, once have the symptoms then be admitted to hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I stare at him. Few more weeks........*blink* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sleepless nights, contractions, visits to the loo in the middle night, heavy sack in my stomach, surpressing my durian craving(it is in season again !!!!)............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can imagine that I would be sounding just like my mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;" I carried you for 10 months suffering, and now you do such ungrateful stuff!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Geez, I can tell the future d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-6090910820201785557?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6090910820201785557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=6090910820201785557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/6090910820201785557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/6090910820201785557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2008/03/37-weeks.html' title='37 weeks'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-231082685224839557</id><published>2008-03-08T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:32:39.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>36 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's full term... or reaching full term. A life has been in me for 36 weeks.. Have I nurtured her enough? I don't know. Doc say I would be 'meeting' her anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How do I feel? Other than huge, heavy and very unattractive espescially with that big bloated nose??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Most of the time, I rather not think of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just taking a walk down the memory lane.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How I found out I was pregnant... the morning sickness, being admitted to hospital for the first time. Curling up in the hospital bed, weeping due to the pain, the feeling of being lost and unprepared of being a mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The days I practically was hugging the toilet bowl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the first time seeing our seed of love on the screen, that strong beating heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Taking baby to Italy for our honeymoon... where she has been so good that my morning sickness stopped just a week before the trip and I was walking, eating, sleeping and enjoying the sweet honeymoon with my hubby. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second tri was blissful !! Feeling her kicking and moving in me is something really special and touching. And hearing her heart beat for the first time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not to mention all the speculation of whether it is a Mickey or Minnie. Majority said would be Mickey but my gynae decided otherwise.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The question of whether my husband or my in laws are happy with that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aww.. I hoped for a boy for the sake of them. But in reality, I just want my baby to be healthy... Boy or girl? Doesn't matter.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then came the third tri.. when I fell sick with viral fever... the rash, the itchiness.. Then sleepless nights, aching back and bloated legs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Horrible huh.... Again, it is feeling her kicking and moving and dunno-doing-what-stunts in me that is keeping me going and appreciating this pregnancy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I visualize of the moment I would be carrying her in my arms ( skipping all the labour pain and scary stuff...haha... ).... I have a feeling I would cry then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-231082685224839557?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/231082685224839557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=231082685224839557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/231082685224839557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/231082685224839557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2008/03/36-weeks.html' title='36 weeks'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-1235563340822648690</id><published>2007-11-24T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:30:22.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.. UPDATES !!!</title><content type='html'>For awhile, I thought I would be abandoning this blog for good.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, now at home on a hot Saturday morning with Kenny G playing the sax on the CD player, I just feel like writing.... again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hehe... this took some time for me to share the news huh....&lt;br /&gt;As my last post, I was sick... make that VERY sick..... reason due to morning sickness... :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah !! Ah loong siu and me are expecting !! and Baby Loong coming soon !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, it was not planned... Yes ,it was an accident.. and YES!! It happened so fast !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not prepared.. And with my hormones raging, that month was really a roller coaster of emotions for me... But now, feeling the baby moving in me, I am just ......wordless...&lt;br /&gt;Happy, elation doesn't describe it&lt;br /&gt;May be in awe....&lt;br /&gt;Ah loong siu is on cloud 9 and very much looking forward to the baby.... which I guess helped me a lot on my 'forced' journey into motherhood.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than the first month when we found out, baby has been really good... Morning sickness stopped completely before our honeymoon.... ( see ... pregnant d baru go honey moon.... mymom also pengsan with me)&lt;br /&gt;So, we had a good two weeks in Italy.. only have to eat more often... other than that, eat, sleep, walk, take boat, take train also mou man tai !! :)&lt;br /&gt;only felt nauseous on two occasion when travel time was more than 10 hours.. otherwise, I am grateful !!!!&lt;br /&gt;In my oh so bad planning, at least did not spoil my honeymoon.. only thing is that I look abit plump, tired and aunty in the photos.. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;can't ask for too much huh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in my 5 months.. second trimester... Still in a daze what to prepare... maternity clothes also tak cukup...waiting for the sales...&lt;br /&gt;Can't see the baby's sex yet.. coz twice we scanned, baby loong hiding.. aii..I also bo lat d...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-1235563340822648690?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1235563340822648690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=1235563340822648690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1235563340822648690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1235563340822648690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates-updates.html' title='Updates.. UPDATES !!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-4858513965531763655</id><published>2007-08-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:01:44.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick till 5 Colors 6 Shades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A direct loose (very) translation from Cantonese. Mmm Ngan Luk Sek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Means VERY VERY sick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Things have not been interesting since my wedding. Boring...And I have been very lazy to update my blog. And I know I have said this too many times and again, I have not been visiting blogs too. I became an anti-social. A&lt;/span&gt;iii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, now I do have something to write about BUT it's not a very good experience. I have never been so sick before. 2 weeks going to 3 weeks. And for the first time in my life, I am warded!! It is so scary. I am never going to look back at Aug 2007 the same d.. aii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What happened to me? Doc said something canggih like gastrositis..  I was too much in pain to ask him what it means. I think it is something like severe gastric.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IMAGINE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to have tummy ache from morning till night. Vomitting up to 8 times a day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The pain was so intense it could bring me to tears ... not that I am a person who doesn't cry much. But it was bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After I was discharged, that was like a week ago. My health was like the share market... Plummeting and only creeping up a bit sometimes... Oh well... Now I am glad to say I am better. At least I have my appetite now... craving for prawn mee ( had one bowl this morning !!) and nasi lemak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I am not indulging myself yet. I dun think I can still take the lemak and sambal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I am always hungry !! Eating every 2 hours. Before, during the early stages, it was even worse, I get up in the night feeling my gastric juice acting up and I have to munch on bread and biscuits.... Not to mention to wake up feeling my heart beat extremely fast for nothing !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What a nightmare !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In two weeks I took 7 days of MC.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think it is a blessing in disguise that I have collected my confirmation letter right on the day before the whole crazy thing started....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whew... At least, my boss is understanding.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok times up. I have to go munch something now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't be surprised I become a fei por soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SIEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-4858513965531763655?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4858513965531763655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=4858513965531763655' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/4858513965531763655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/4858513965531763655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/sick-till-5-colors-6-shades.html' title='Sick till 5 Colors 6 Shades'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-8856632919860507806</id><published>2007-07-28T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:02:32.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mental block...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am running out of things to write. Those were the days I can find something to write almost everyday.. Aii..Guess the mind is rusting... and I dun seem to have time to go blog hopping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aii,. feel bad but I still haven't gone visiting anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ain't I terrible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-8856632919860507806?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8856632919860507806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=8856632919860507806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/8856632919860507806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/8856632919860507806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/quiet-saturday.html' title='Quiet Saturday'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-7576982493691905821</id><published>2007-06-26T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:30:55.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months of preparation, over in a blink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8QAKavMrI/AAAAAAAAABo/q5y2jFRp47I/s1600-h/blog(833).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084300099307123378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8QAKavMrI/AAAAAAAAABo/q5y2jFRp47I/s200/blog(833).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again I wasn't been very prompt on updating my blog.. Did a draft but then was too occupied with my photos to continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, the title is what I feel right after the wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wedding ceremony,wedding dinner part 1 and part 2 is &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;done. It is like it is over in a flash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that it was relief. Oooo.. it was finally over !! Thinking back, overall I was glad how my wedding came out to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084307117283685106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8WYqavMvI/AAAAAAAAACI/1K27aI-N1bU/s200/blogger(146).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The morning tea ceremony was fun not to mention warm and touching... But zhi mui came really early to prepare for the heng dais.. haha.. I hope they had fun coz from the video I saw the heng dais...were.. well... a bit too ganas to me lor.. hahhah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084298084967461538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8OK6avMqI/AAAAAAAAABg/3FGlPK5u72U/s200/eugene_suming_day+(421).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well the best part was tht my grandma of 97 years old managed to come....Thanks to Aunty Yoke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a very touching moment to all of us. Espescially when few months ago, we almost lost her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I kneeled and offer her the tea, she was shaking, overwhelmed with emotions. My mom and I was near to tears and my Aunty Yoke, was already weeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a very simple ceremony but very much full with love and happiness. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084304308375073490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8T1KavMtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Geco_RwtGlc/s200/blogger(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I felt the dinner went out quite well... of coz with some normal hiccups and so. But overall, we were very happy about it. But of course, there were complains about the food and service. I felt bad but I guess these things happened. Anyway, at least I realised something that is REAL friends won't complain, coz the main reason for them to be there is not the food, but you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The dinner in Penang was a typical chinese wedding dinner at a chinese restaurant. Also chosen by my in- laws. I have to be really grateful that my mom was very understanding as she wanted it in a hotel... At least, my husband and I won't be caught in between. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway it was more of our parents' party.. Hahha.. Imagine for 35 tables only 1 table is my guests and 0 is Eugene's.. hahhaa.. we are down to 1-0 ... Like some football scores huh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being a Leo, I enjoyed the lime light alot. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have the feeling like I am a super star (&lt;em&gt;dreaming&lt;/em&gt;).. Well, it is like once I am done with my make up and I go out to meet the guests... everyone whom I know and will come over and greet me and say how beautiful I am.. everyone who don't know me will look and look .... Small young girls are 'fascinated' the whole bride thingy.... Imagine that in Penang, there were two young girls who came up and asked if they can shake hand with me and then left in a car....It is like they asked the parents to stop the car and came in to shake hand with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And cameras are all pointing at you.. you smile at this camera, then you smile at the other one..and another .... I love taking photos...so I enjoyed it !! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone is happy for you, congratulating you, wishing all the best, giving us pressure to have full moon party next year... aii... 0-&lt;-&lt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084304274015335106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8TzKavMsI/AAAAAAAAABw/dCX0z1ZXAdI/s200/blogger+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am glad to say when I think back, it is more of happy memories on my wedding... and am glad the entire headache during the planning period is over... ( make that &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; glad)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As I said, not everything was up to my standard or expectations. But I decided not to think about it. It was over and I couldn't do anything about it. So why dwell on it right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To those who are getting married or preparing to get married, just remember that Murphy Law applies...Mother in law rules !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So chill out, dun be too hard on yourself, enjoy the process and be happy !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-7576982493691905821?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7576982493691905821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=7576982493691905821' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/7576982493691905821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/7576982493691905821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/6-months-of-preparation-over-in-blink.html' title='6 months of preparation, over in a blink'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Ro8QAKavMrI/AAAAAAAAABo/q5y2jFRp47I/s72-c/blog(833).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-8757128279377871361</id><published>2007-06-09T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:30:57.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more weekend !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes !! Next weekend it is !! The day I have been planning almost half a year..... the day i have been dreaming of since hit puberty !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How am I feeling now? After the ups and downs during the planning stage, I am now just feeling nervous, anxious and jittery !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it is not about getting married to him.. ( I am married to him anyway !!) But, just worried what things will go wrong on that day.... what have I not done to prevent such.... ya.. I know I worry too much but I just can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am still on diet... well just started last week.. so god help me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and becoz of my hormone imbalance, I am having pimple breakout... and I only went for my facial sessions diligently 6 weeks ago... and to think I preached to my good friends that there is no need to go for facials for ones' wedding.. man, what a hypocrite I am huh... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So there is just weekend more..... what have I done? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok, done my slideshow of our photos to entertain the guests.. oh well.. actually that's the only time I can force everyone to look at our photos.. hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Already came out with the itinerary of the day and got it confirmed with my family and in-laws....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Assigned responsibilities to my brothers and close friends for the morning and dinner session... see that my zhi-muis are making preparation to be a 'wonderful' host to my husband and heng dais... **smirk**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got my make up artist.. just waiting for her to call to confirm on time and stuff.. already found a make-up style that I would like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;found a photographer - sent a few photos to him to let him the style I would like him to capture for me on that meaningful day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Found a MC.. got ffk by the MC but he was sweet enough to get me a replacement MC... met MC to discuss on the dinner's event.. looks ok to me except he keeps saying my hubby is good looking and over stressed that he is not gay that we are getting suspicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I am ok with gays as long they stay away from my man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The first MC was supposed to my dai kam gong.. but due to him ffk-ing me and my mom's strong protests.. I had to cancel on him.. oh well... save the $$ to prepare food for my zhi muis better lar...hehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sent out the wedding invitation cards...chase ppl for them to RSVP.. to those who RSVP-ed without me prompting, thank you so much !! I really appreciate it !! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;anyway, anyone knows what does RSVP stands for?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;done with the seating arrangement.. THIS was a big headache ...aiii ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now to print out .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;met up with the sound system guy and roughly go through some stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Borrowed projector from my husband's close fren.. yeah... save on rental there !! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;looks like I have done alot ya.. but there are still things to be done.. aii.. getting ready angpow, clean house.. decorate house.. collect gown ...bli bla bli bla.. aii... pengsan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and to think that I have another dinner in Penang.. aii double pengsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, this is what I have done today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe... this morning after the last facial before the big day, I went shopping.. and while looking through stuff, I got this light bulb over my head... Hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ta daaaaaaaaahh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073993242355144818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Rmpx-INPmHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3dAAOM4DTUE/s320/P6090024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did my own guestbook.. hehhe.. i was again preaching to dunno who that I don't need one.. and again it is proven I can be such a hypocrite huh.. hehehhe.. anyway, I like the idea of a self made one .. with the amount spent, I can get a red-red-cheena-but-still-presentable one.. of coz, the meaning is so much different now.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073993246650112130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Rmpx-YNPmII/AAAAAAAAAA0/gZLAf92ovYk/s320/P6090025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it is not done yet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still need to tie the papers together with a &lt;em&gt;satin&lt;/em&gt; ribbon.. got class leh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But ..can't find my hole puncher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Darn !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Other than that, I skinned my two bottles of 'champagne' and dressed them up.. nice or not... hehehe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073993250945079442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Rmpx-oNPmJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rgIIlzg1hHY/s320/P6090026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's sparkling juice ... takkan I buy champagne meh ... wanna buy also buy and stay home n 'diap' lar...where got go up stage and let my hubby splash all over the stage ler....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok.. and also, my wedding photos is up on the wall d... got a guy to drill drill... another one in my bedroom.. malas to go in and take photo.. hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073994195837884578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Rmpy1oNPmKI/AAAAAAAAABE/39qydncKX3E/s320/P6090027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh..well... count down to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;16 June 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-8757128279377871361?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8757128279377871361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=8757128279377871361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/8757128279377871361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/8757128279377871361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-more-weekend.html' title='One more weekend !!!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/Rmpx-INPmHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3dAAOM4DTUE/s72-c/P6090024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-2724884532331274226</id><published>2007-05-27T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T09:16:47.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is 8.35 am on a Sunday morning.. I have been waiting whole week for weekend so that I can sleep late... where my dreams won't be waken abruptly by that irritating alarm clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But now, I am here sitting here, blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How come? Hmm... let me try to think through this fogged mind... Well, it started with that few helicopters flying over our condo. Imagine... four of them... and I am staying at the highest floor. Gee... I tot we were going into war.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I guess they are just preparing for 2 June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I waved my middle finger at them and they are gone for good.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The reason I couldn't go back to sleep is I keep thinking about the G2000 shirt I had my eyes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you believe this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How shallow can I be huh? At least be thinking about my wedding issues also not so bad hoh...( I wouldn't go into the plight of African kids here- me not running for Miss Universe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It all started when I was at KLCC last Friday... Saw this shirt .. it was about RM 111 after discount.. But I stood there for like 5 mins , debating to myself if I actually needed a new shirt.. End up din buying coz the day before I spent RM 320 at&lt;a href="http://loccitane.com"&gt; L'occitane&lt;/a&gt; on hair care ( but it was worth it !!) and I don't think I really like it that much... (note this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I guess I just needed to buy something so I went and bought this expensive instant noodle at Isetan...the Korea one lar.. red red one leh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, ah marn called.. went to Body shop and due to the maybank card additional 10% on the existing discount, I indulged in a ylang ylang sensuous shower gel..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;I actually still have 2 more shower gel at home ( unopened)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, Marn and I dropped by at G2000 outler and found out there is additional 10% on the shirt with G2K loyalty card.. but she din bring her card... but sort of plan to meet up on Sunday at the Curve...Aii... itu lar.. triggered my want for the shirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday at One U pulak found out that I can enjoy the additional discount with my HSBC card...  I wanted to buy d... but the two outlets in One U dun have the color I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sii then the insanity started lar..... can't get my mind off it d....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Something is wrong with my grey matter.. VERY WRONG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am spending alot in the past month that alot of guys would think is immaterial stuff &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1K on skincare, bodycare, haircare -excluding the prepaid facial package I signed up for)..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;most ladies would be on my side... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I was never like that.. once in awhile may be but not in such a short period !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's happening to me????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, later I am going to the curve to get that shirt.. if dun have my color, then I get another shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I have a problem... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-2724884532331274226?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/2724884532331274226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=2724884532331274226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/2724884532331274226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/2724884532331274226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/05/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping Spree !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-4191876451056348139</id><published>2007-05-20T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:45:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My last post was like two months back !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehe I got my broadband about a month ago.. but I guess the 'momentum' of writing and updating this blog just slipped away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had been busy .. doing what also I don't know. Aii.. ups and down of preparing my wedding.... ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think more of downs than ups.. can't remember any happy thing except my wedding photos which some ppl poured cold water saying I look fat.. so that goes to 0 Ups and many Downs... DARN !!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ... well, which is now less than a month away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;16 June 2007...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friends will ask is everything settled? Hehe.. I also don't know actually.. it seems there is so many things that I have not done but I can't really think of what it is... I think mostly is the itinerary of the morning session.. which my husband said it will be confirmed once his mom discussed with his grandfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aii.. if I wasn't involved this round, this is the time I would ask, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does it gotta do with the grandfather?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Now, I know I am so ignorant....... aiiiiiiiii......... It has everything to do with each and everyone of the family. There will be comments, uninvited suggestions.. which I have to take into consideration. becoz again, a wedding is not a union of two love birds.. but two families.. whether you like it or not....oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So long.. farewell to  my dream wedding....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, actually it is already long gone.. I would really like to have a beach side wedding...where my husband and I would dance and kiss with the sun setting behind us.. mmm... so romantic hoh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, dream is a dream.. not practical here and imagine the elderly relatives trudging over the sand to get to the washroom.. some might just trip and fall....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess now, what I should really focus is... a happy marriage, a husband who  loves, respect and provides generously to my needs( both emotional and financial) and me, in turn,will love him, respect and support him, and take care of him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That is something that lasts a life time and what is most important in a marriage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-4191876451056348139?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4191876451056348139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=4191876451056348139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/4191876451056348139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/4191876451056348139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-has-been-so-long.html' title='It has been so long'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-5611428343455021082</id><published>2007-03-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:23:59.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation---- DONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO EVERYONE !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It has been so long since I last saw this screen.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To those who have been dropping by all these days..thank you so much for not forgetting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am so sorry that I have not been updating my blog or visiting ur blogs for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As you all know I can no longer surf during working hours and yes, I have still not set up internet connection at my home... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yaya.. procastinating again. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So to feed my internet bug, I have only been checking mails in my in- laws place .. they are on dial-up.. And by the time I am done with the emails, I am already dead tired of waiting or ready to smash the computer to continue blogging. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, I am at Starbucks. :) Online with a coffee while waiting for my hubby to finish his work ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, I am already comfortable in calling him that.. earlier was still calling him boyfriend... heheh.. friends have been looking at me as if I am having an affair. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I do feel as if I am very busy but I can't recall any productive work I have done so far. hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Work for me is good. I have started my projects and gone customer visiting.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Colleagues are nice to me.. :) They just got their bonus for the year.. and I was like a sad puppy looking at them going out to collect their letter. It's a funny tradition. The boss will call each person into a room and pass the letter that states the bonus, increment and promotion if any, individually. Then, he/ she will gather feedback from the employee. I am not sure if this is the case for most companies. But for me, this is something different. Very different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, they came back and said they will all buy me lunch .. as if to nurse my broken heart.. hahhaha so sweet of them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's their own tradition too.. to treat the newbies who did not get their bonus.. hehhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another colleague got promoted !! Which is quite a big thing as our corporate structure is quite flat. So he will be buying us a separate dinner !! And, they say the boss would be buying us lunch or dinner for CNY or may be employee birthdays....Oh my !! HOW AM I GOING TO BE ON DIET for my wedding ??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talking about my wedding.. I think should be ok ler.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii although I have cut down alot of the customary traditions and stuff.. I find there is actually alot of things to plan and organize.. Whew.. Finally I understand when my cousin told me this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Hey Ming !! He proposed to me !! It was all sweet and romantic.. bla bla bla bla...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After swooning, she added this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Aii, and now the headache part... getting married..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I couldn't comprehend her then.. I tot she was crazy... Isn't the getting married part the BEST part ??? !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, now I know WHY she said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No matter how we try to make it as simple as possible.. It is not just an affair between two people. Families come in... and they come in with different expectations. And the most important and challenging part is to manage these expectation without hurting feelings and maintain harmony.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I am glad through this planning, going through the disagreements and stuff... the love, the bond between my husband and I have strengthened.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahaha okie... ya ya.. I hibernated and woke up as a honey bear... talking as if I have honey in my mouth... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK.. a long one to 'compensate' for my long absence... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;take care everyone.. and I will visit all of you all soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-5611428343455021082?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5611428343455021082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=5611428343455021082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/5611428343455021082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/5611428343455021082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/03/hibernation-done.html' title='Hibernation---- DONE'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-1788548230836844672</id><published>2007-02-10T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T03:15:50.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini macam lor ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello everyone !!&lt;br /&gt;Man… how I miss the internet !! I can’t check mail at work… my Maxis 3G broadband is not working.. not only at my condo, but also my husband’s parent’s house and also SS2!!! Cannot work also never mind, they sudah send me bill !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cilakak super sien.. anyway, got 30 days trial. Will return and may be turn to streamyx.. Might take the pengsan promotion…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how have I been? Other than suffering from withdrawal syndrome, I am recovering from a slight flu.. Two days of last week, I spent my evening ‘redialing’ away in my in-laws’ house ( even though I should be resting due to the flu). They are using dial up and I guess Jaring is acting up or father in law forgot to pay bill.. aii… and I was so desperate I checked mail in the office ( a big no no!!) Anyway, it was a brief one. It was urgent and I need to book my photographer on the wedding day ! (excuses.. excuses..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about wedding photos… aii.. just went to chose my photos. As my husband said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Your mind is weak "….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aiii,,,,I end up adding some photos and cost me RM 500.. !!! Now very sakit hati… Don’t ask me how many photos. But at least it is only half of what Patrick spent. :P&lt;br /&gt;Ngiek ngiek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Career wise. I have started my new job. One week there… Very different environment but I am coping well. Adapting well…  Very strict company and there are really some rules which are quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Let start with a few.&lt;br /&gt;There should be no documents on the desktop. Everyday we have to empty the recycle bin. C drives can only contain system files. D:\ drive can contain documents but all must be encypted. No connection to the internet. There is only one PC ( which is damn slow) and whenever you use you gotta write in the log book. A small department. Only 7 of us in an aquarium like room.. so every one outside can see what I am doing. Aii.. Very quiet. So, later I would be very si man and won’t talk too loud.&lt;br /&gt;No CD, USB drives or pen drives are allowed to be taken in to the premises.&lt;br /&gt;We have to lock our lockers every day after work.. Desktops have to be locked when user are not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So strict hoh….. aiii.. what to do? As my colleague said,, for the $$ lor… I have to pay my photographer mar.. later have to buy milk powder and marie franc leh… :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a luncheon room and a vending machine for drinks…FOC.. And tea time at 4pm is official.. how nice !! oh no.. at a second thought, I am going to get fat !!&lt;br /&gt;For my department, we can take off our shoes and wear room slippers in the room.. Which I feel is such great news for my feet !!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. how can I not mention this …. The temperature in the office is so cold !!!!!!! I think 10 degrees leh.. Aii.. they think we are really in the country of the mother company meh ????&lt;br /&gt;That is how I caught the flu.. But my boss is very sweet. He talked to the other department and if everyone is ok, they will make it warmer..  Also, my colleague helped me to ‘adjust’ the aircon blower at my place.. Seems like the blower at my place is extra cold leh !!!!! At least now I am not like in the Antartica… !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job wise I have not really started. Still reading manuals. And I think it is a good thing that all documentation are in place. I have tried taking over work with no proper or even none documentation. … IT IS A HEADACHE !!! ( hehehe.. I hope the person covering up for me at the old company is ok …… hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;But I talked to my boss few days ago, and the job scope sounds promising and interesting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, I hope you all would understand that I rather keep my current employer’s identity anonymous.. Because, I might be doing some mencaci and complain work here. And, this blog name is so similar to my real name. I can’t run far !! And also due to the fact at my second interview, my CEO did ask me if I do blog. You never know he might google for my name!! ( perasan….hahha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok… I think I have a long update here.. heheheh… Hope to be connected again real soon!!! Excuse me if I have not been dropping by lately…&lt;br /&gt;So, let me be abit kiasu and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;GONG HEI FATT CHOY to you all !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps. Don’t bother to ask for ang pow. Coz I am only legally married ( customary ceremony not yet) and zheng hu (government) never state that there is a law of must give ang pow… hahhahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-1788548230836844672?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1788548230836844672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=1788548230836844672' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1788548230836844672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/1788548230836844672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/02/ini-macam-lor.html' title='Ini macam lor ....'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-3195881421479487473</id><published>2007-02-03T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:08:04.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Bum Bum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been lazy.. very lazy to update this blog. Ever since I got married I guess. Haha.. Anyway, one week ago I said farewell to my employer and colleagues of half a decade...I wanted to blog about it but, on the last day, it seems that I have alot of things to do. And I was rushing towards the end of the day. I was really touched when many people replied my farewell note, and some was so sweet that just made me wanna cry !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I did not cry. I guess the main reason is I have moved to a new office and most of the closer and "old" colleagues are in the other building. Wanted to go back and say good bye but as I said, my time management went out !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had quality time with the gang at SS2.. Even Darren and Alex made it !! ( they are very busy married men ler !) .. Chia also took the effort to come.. and of course Patrick, Benjamin, Sharon and Alvin...  who were also so sweet and they prepared a flash file for me.  Capturing the old memories.. looking at one of the old photos that was taken way back... MAN !! I looked so young then.. aiii... I gotta go for a make over d !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, THANK YOU to you, people !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two more days and I would be starting a new career. Only started to feel kan chiong last nite. Anyway, looking forward to a new start in life !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had a good rest last one week.. Watched w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ah lai toi &amp; wah lai toi.. and abit of AXN.. :P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Deprived of internet... I feel so relieved and wholesome when I finally got online in Penang. ( I am back to Penang now !!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; heheh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh.. I got my wedding potraits taken too !! Hope they come out just fine.. hehehe.. Next Sat will know...I hope I won't blow up the budget by adding on more photos !! Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel I would be looking abit chubby though.. aii.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm... broadband still not set up at 168.... So, gonna feel so disconnected !! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-3195881421479487473?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3195881421479487473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=3195881421479487473' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/3195881421479487473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/3195881421479487473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/02/lazy-bum-bum.html' title='Lazy Bum Bum'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-3165522750943975117</id><published>2007-01-18T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:55:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehe.. Not on my wedding honeymoon but on my job honeymoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am serving notice and therefore nothing much to do.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heaven .. everyday I come in check some mails, chat and start on my photobook project on my registration... Playing around with a few photo editing tools and also the new photobook I plan to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope to share when I am done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Almost two weeks since I last updated my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was away to Langkawi Island. Not for holiday but a sad reason. My grandma in law passed away. It was really sudden. :( Feel sad as she had been waiting for so long for our wedding. Her eldest grandchild/grandson's wedding. For older people, it seems to mean alot to them. Anyway, I hope it brought her peace that finally we tied the knot and the chinese customary is on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bless her soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Came back and need to settle some stuff with HR- which kept me occupied and frustrated. Anyway, it is all settled and now I have time to relax. Blog. And hopefully blog visiting too... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A new year a new job. This would be my second jump in my career life. :P Haha.. My friends are surprised. Coz I think they have come to an impression that I would stay till I get a gold watch. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's not so flexible at the new place. So hopefully, I can setup broadband at home ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-3165522750943975117?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3165522750943975117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=3165522750943975117' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/3165522750943975117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/3165522750943975117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/01/honeymoon-ing.html' title='Honeymoon-ing'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-6474368499422122675</id><published>2007-01-05T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:30:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I am someone's wife..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ~~~~~~~!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;A new year.. a new status....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe.. what a start huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am still not very used to it. Still refering to him as my boyfriend. Sounds really funny when I say my husband..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also abit confused about what to call my in-laws. Am still calling them aunty uncle.. but many advise to change it to what my bf..oops.. husband calls his parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That KPC-cakap banyak assistant registrar told us to continue calling aunty uncle after the tea ceremony session.. Heheh.. which my mom find it irritating.. Hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes, the registrar was so talkative.. hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, when I came out I was in a blur.. Haha.. And it was photo-taking session.. took alot of photos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looking back... seems like things could be better.. ( haha.. forever asking for too much..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some regrets... I feel like I din take enough photos with my husband. And in some photos, the people are incomplete.. Ie. when we two families took one photo.. My father in law wasn't around.. Then, sometimes my husband is hiding behind the crowd instead of standing next to me... hehe.. small little things like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel very rushed. Rushed to the registration room.. rushed to the blessing.. rushed at the end coz my brothers were 'crying' that they were hungry.. ah doi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii... and my brother and mom said my hairstyle look like karipap.. :( and also m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;y make up was too heavy. But, came out good in Wai Marn photos...coz she knew how to manage the lighting and flash. Also must take this opportunity to thank Marn for spending that 1 hour plus at the saloon with me for makeup and hair do.. not to mention also editing my photos.. :) She did a good job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However, after seeing the photos taken all my friends and family( I think total of 7 cameras) I feel it is ok.. though not perfect but quite complete... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually I still haven't seen photos from another 3 cameras.. So may be my photos are complete after all... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahah.. me very bad huh.. keep complaining only... :P May be now too full nothing to do.. aii sorry sorry.. I should be counting my blessings... :) To have so many ppl with me on the special day.. all took the trouble to be with me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am still trying to find words to thank everyone.. the presence and the wishes from my friends, relatives, blogger friends that made my special day extra special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016464195831494434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/RZ4Pm5UAdyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zt8yYNGgd2M/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-6474368499422122675?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6474368499422122675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=6474368499422122675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/6474368499422122675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/6474368499422122675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-i-am-someones-wife.html' title='And I am someone&apos;s wife..'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EFMgCCIzC7M/RZ4Pm5UAdyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zt8yYNGgd2M/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116712039395092918</id><published>2006-12-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:36:43.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Belated Xmas...!! Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope everyone had a good one.. The party at ALOHA last Friday was good....:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's wait till the photos are out ya... Cameraman &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8enji&lt;/span&gt; is on long leave.. Till next year.:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, just looking at the calendar.. 4 more days to go.. And I will be married. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have to be committed.. as a wife, more responsibility... Sounds abit scary to me.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And feeling kinda sweet.. Haha.. conflicting thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just thinking about how we met. I remember I promised Sue I would blog about this. But never was in the mood... Until today. So ready for some Aunty Sming's long winded story??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once upon a time .....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok ok, I am not that old lar .. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was early July in 2002, ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;geez it was so long ago !!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My colleagues and I went to a workshop. We were late. I saw him once I stepped into the classroom. He was sitting in the first row. Looking at his side view, my first impression was... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Wah... Leng chai !!" :P~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of you should know my hobby is kap chai ler.. Good things are meant to be appreciated mar... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But throughout the time, I was really concentrating on the speaker.. Not him.. Me not lying.. I swear !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, after the work shop,... ok, I can't really tell what happened then. We still cannot agree till today. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said I was the one giving him signals; and I insist he was the one staring at me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, after that he went into the lift and left. AM sure &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; was the one looking at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;( IT IS MY BLOG SO I GET TO SAY WHAT I WANT :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And he left, just like that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember telling Sharon and Vong... "Today, a leng chai KAP me leh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Both of them also asked why din I go and talk to him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, that never crossed my mind. I am still have that traditional kolot thinking that the guys should make the first move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I replied, " Aii.. never mind lar.. If we have fate, we will meet again.... :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, it was a BIG surprise when I saw him again. 30 July 2002. Less than a month from then. At the launch of the product that we went for the workshop earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was on the line when we made eye contact. I saw a hint of recognition on his face. But then, I tarik harga, I hang up and went into the lunch area. Took my food and found a place to sit. (&lt;em&gt; I think I made sure there were empty seats around me.. :p&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, he made his way to me. Waaa.. my heart went&lt;em&gt; bip bop bip bop&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And,he then sat next to me. My heart did a flip flop.. make that double flip flop !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He introduced himself and sort of saying was nice to see me again. I din hide the fact that I too recognize him.. and we started to talk... bli bleh bli bleh.. where we work lar... family lar... where we studied la.... hehe.. I still remember he was trying to find out if I have a bf. He keep asking what do I do when I am free... Of coz I gave him answers that he wanted.. those that are shouting... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I AM SINGLE&gt;&gt; ASK ME OUT LAR !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha..Just kidding.. Anyway, I still remember I purposely found an excuse to give him my name card in case he so &lt;em&gt;cha tau&lt;/em&gt; duno how to ask for my contact. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it really made me feel shy when he asked for my mobile number then. I was abit doubtful.. I tot email will do mar... But then, I gave him anyway after he reassure me he won't call me in the middle of the night. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, we went off to attend the talks.. After the last session, he came and came looking for me again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And we were chatting and waiting for lucky draw results. I think I din submit my form. I just hang around so I don't feel guilty going home so early during a working day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay okay... I admit. I wanted to be around him... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He won a keyboard !!! So lucky leh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said he never won any lucky draw before .. hehe.. Must be me lar. I'm his lucky star... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was time to leave. Everyone leaving.. everything finishto liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So... aii.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When will I see you again ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My heart was singing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I told him I would like to check out the swimming pool ( We were at Sheraton Subang Hotel).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said he would go with me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok.. One extra point that he is interested. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we went for a short walk. And till I have no more excuse to hang around with him, I said I will go get my car which is at the opposite side of the road.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He parked in the hotel itself, yet, he insisted to walk me to my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wah... LAM SEI NGOR lorrrr !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So long no guys ever offer to send me to my car.. even it was at night in shopping complex. This is broad daylight.. and he offered to walk me to my car. I was so laaaaaammm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was on cloud 9 !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that evening itself, he called me. And he sent me a sms that night. One thing lead to another... He celebrated my birthday with me.. and... &lt;em&gt;fast forward....&lt;/em&gt;we got together as an item by early Sept 2002.. &lt;em&gt;fast forward.... fast forward....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we are getting married this Saturday... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I never thought things would work out so beautifully between us. We started the relationship very fast ( my standard lar)... I admit I was also very scared that he would be the wrong person. I was even more scared that walking on the streets I would see him holding another girl's hand....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Etc etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To me, it was the closest experience of love at first sight to me. He said he fell for me quite late compare to his ex girlfriends. Well, he is the fastest microwave-oven lover I ever know ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I always believe in fate ever since. I was not supposed to go to the first workshop. I swapped with my colleague for don't-know-what reason. And it was not my plan to attend the launch of the product until my supervisor asked me to go just a day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Often, I shudder on the thought how easily we would have missed each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But whatever it is.. this Saturday is the day we tie the knot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;30 Dec 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;30 is our lucky number huh ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116712039395092918?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116712039395092918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116712039395092918' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116712039395092918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116712039395092918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/final-countdown.html' title='Final Countdown'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116642897946361930</id><published>2006-12-18T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:19:47.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What have I been up to lately? Hmm.. other than ear waxing, I was busy preparing my registration..:) Some people might find it as a less grand ceremony. But to me, registration of marriage is very important too. Anyway, anything that has to do with taking photos is important to me la. heheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At first I thought the registration is just really simple. Nothing much to prepare.. Just the &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/half-settled.html#comments"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dress&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;accessories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which I got it settled within the first week of the month. Cheers !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, my oh my.. I realised... there is the &lt;strong&gt;hairdo&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;make up&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;shoes&lt;/strong&gt;.. the &lt;strong&gt;hand bouquet&lt;/strong&gt;...etc !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hairdo&lt;/strong&gt; is my main headache.... I have tried to surf for some hairdo ideas. But couldn't really find one...I looked for my friend. His in-laws has a salon. I went there for a trial.. for a lunch wedding. Was kinda ok with it.. But suddenly earlier last week, I had a &lt;em&gt;panic attack&lt;/em&gt;. Something like that lar. I just feel things won't work out the way I wanted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. So I took a break from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hairdo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I went on to look for my&lt;strong&gt; hand bouquet&lt;/strong&gt;.. And I did find the process very much enjoying.. I found a design that I really liked and kinda unique. Then I thought of adding some small flowers to it... as to personalized my &lt;strong&gt;hand bouquet&lt;/strong&gt;.. :) But oh my!! The florists I went to was asking for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; RM 150.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM 200.00 ONWARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yau mou gau chor ????!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That, to me, is too much for a bouquet of flowers that will only last for few days !!!! May be I m abit suaku...But it is too exorbitant !! &lt;em&gt;Though I won't be the one paying for it.. but cannot waste money like that maaa.&lt;/em&gt; Even though is once in a lifetime.. Anyway, heheh.. yesterday I went to Petaling Street, found a florist that I have confidence in and most of all the price is soooo reasonable !!! Almost 60% less than the price I asked at the florist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whew !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay !! Another thing settled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And while I was searching for my &lt;strong&gt;hand bouquet&lt;/strong&gt;, I came across some ring pillows.. mm.. which is interesting. As you see our rings are bought from the &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/results-of-jewellary-fair.html#comments"&gt;jewellary fair&lt;/a&gt;.. It is something like a warehouse sale. So where got nice nice box leh ?? Moreover, both our rings are bought from different outlets... Aii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, don't fret !!! Sming got things in control !! I had a bulb on my head that day, hehehe...I made use of what I have and modified this abit.. that abit.. and hey....voila !!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3096/2488/320/517210/PC140083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nice or not ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, suddenly someone suggested I go and look for a make up artist.. Oh dear !! How ah ? Where to find? And I memang dunno how to apply blusher without looking like a baboon's ass after that... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I went to KLCC Isetan after work. Took a walk around the cosmetic area. Bobbi Brown provides the service if you purchase at least RM 150 of products. But they are fully booked till next year.. waa... good man !! Shu Umera also provide the service and also purchase of RM 150 worth of products.. and they are available on the 30th !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well.. But there is time constraint. How am I able to be able to go get my hair done then drive all the way into town and then to the registration within time !! I need to fetch my family too.. collect the flowers leh !!! Waa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Headache.. headache....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, with a stroke of luck, I saw a salon around my area yesterday. Went in and discussed with the stylist. Hmm.. seems to fit my requirements and they provide &lt;strong&gt;make up&lt;/strong&gt; service too !! One stop centre !! Manage to give me confidence on the &lt;strong&gt;hairdo&lt;/strong&gt; part too. Checked my 'itinerary', it fits well!! So my main headache was solved !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay !! Yay !! Yaaayyyy !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As for the &lt;strong&gt;shoes&lt;/strong&gt;.. hmm.. should not be a problem lar. I got a pair of shiny silver sandals.. No problem. If not, tomorrow, I can go check out the shop which I saw some nice "bridal" shoes.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, I am all set. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Only need to go for facial and slim down !!! Today my colleague brought roti jala and rich chocolate cake.. and I manage to say &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tak Nak!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(in a polite way lar...how can equate these lovely food to ciggys worr ..:P)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aren't you all proud of me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*smug*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116642897946361930?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116642897946361930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116642897946361930' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116642897946361930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116642897946361930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116597176533877407</id><published>2006-12-13T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:02:45.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ear needs digging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday evening, when the sky was dark and evening drawing near and most of all, it was time to get off work, and I got a call then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Har... low... err... can..I.. speak to...Sing Tel please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( He was mumbling. All I can hear was SingTel.. So I thought it was one of my scheming friends. Sometimes we call each other and pretend we are calling from Citibank lar.. balai bomba lar...) So I answered...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh.. this is &lt;strong&gt;Maxis&lt;/strong&gt; speaking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uhmmg forr terr yeech..pleese..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sorry ??? ( But noticing that he was still very serious...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; herrshh mee woo agga ( &lt;em&gt;still in a very serious tone but I cannot make out what he is saying&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (oops noticing something is wrong..) Sorry, may I know who is calling please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This is Samuel calling from xxxx. May I ..speak to ...Sing Tel please? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ohhhhhhh...Errr...  I will transfer you..Sorry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ouch.. !! It was only when he told me where he was calling from I realised.. He meant my colleague !!! ... &lt;strong&gt;Sing Keong&lt;/strong&gt;.. but I heard &lt;strong&gt;Sing Tel &lt;/strong&gt;instead !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ai Yooo..Colleague told me the caller is from China.. Ahhh, he must think Malaysian women siao one... ai yooo so pai seh ler.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=*.*=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116597176533877407?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116597176533877407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116597176533877407' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116597176533877407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116597176533877407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/ear-needs-digging.html' title='The ear needs digging...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116582848079299227</id><published>2006-12-11T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:30:57.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme Sei Sei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The four things Me me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I always tag &lt;a href="http://kcch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt;.. now his turn to tag me back lorr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;padan muka I... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four things many don't know:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[1] Don't know about me ?? Well, I plan to maintain it that way lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] Don't know about life ?? We should always live for ourselves.. not for others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Don't know about themselves?? We can never improve what we don't know we don't know.. chim leh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] Don't know about respecting other ppl's time ? Ya.. alot of ppl are not punctual ! It's terrible !! I detest waiting for ppl.. for no particular reason that is.... It is totally irresponsible and a waste of my youth !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four movies I can watch over and over:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;None. I can enjoy a movie very much but I never watch an entire movie twice.. ok ok..... if you insist.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Four movies I wanted to watch over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[1] Titanic lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[2] Hero (Got Jet lee, Tony leung, maggie cheung one leh.. the one the filmed at Jiu zhai gou..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[3] Perhaps Love ( taka shi ta ka shi taka shiiii!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[4] Infernal affairs 1 2 3.... do re mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four places I have lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1] Lovely Penang Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] Malacca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Cyberjaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four TV shows I love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2VCjDxLHenI/RXjg0csEIWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_xXgshQyWxI/s1600-h/phpLoyveF_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[1] Dr. House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] CSI series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] Now kinda enjoy the Amazing Race Asia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four places I have been on vacation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1] ShangHai ( I feel very si man there... the girls generally can be quite 'rough')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] Tokyo ( The food is GREAT!! but can get bored quite fast.. Did my first nude dip there. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Paris (aii.. din manage to kau any leng chai back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] Cambodia (Beautiful place beautiful people, beautiful tourist --&gt; ME lar :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four of my favourite foods: ( not in any orders)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[1&lt;/span&gt;] Nyonya Pon Teh ..must be pork one !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] Bak Kut Teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Amos Choc Chips Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] sushipizzaspaghettibaskinrobinsicecreameggtarttaufufahnasilemakdurianthaimangoriceetc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four places I'd rather be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1] Any Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] Any SPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Any Shopping mall with MEGA Sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] ok lar. my bed also can lar.. dun wan sit in office now only.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently listening to songs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[1] Some Cheena songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] Some Malay songs (now quite fond of Peterpan's Mungkin Nanti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] Some English songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[4] Negaraku (:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four other people who will be tagged:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;muahahahah !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1] &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoriesofthewaywewere.blogspot.com/"&gt;Uncle LEE&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Uncle, give me ur first time !!! :P let me intro you to something interesting of the blog world.. Memes !! It's some random questions/ tasks to do and then you tag( ie. pass the baton) to someone else. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[2] &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyonyapenang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nyonya Penang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[3] &lt;a href="http://www.mistyeiz.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[4] &lt;a href="http://http://monkeyswithtartersauce.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ikanbilis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116582848079299227?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116582848079299227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116582848079299227' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116582848079299227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116582848079299227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/meme-sei-sei.html' title='Meme Sei Sei...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116556312457616257</id><published>2006-12-08T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:32:04.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You call me AUNTY ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Been occupied and totally forgot about this incident until my friend jokingly called me Aunty Loong for something blur that I said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Sunday, in my quest to slim down and also to put my conscience at ease, I went to the miserable gym in my condo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Miserable:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; total number of equipment can be count using fingers on one hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the bicycle and machines aren't even connected to the power plug- I also duno how much calories I burnt.. &lt;em&gt;ok ok.. Even very little also I must know mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No fan no aircon.. nothing !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The room is even smaller than my second bedroom -- for condo standards !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. anyway, I was really gung ho and cycle cycle cycle.. for about 25 mins. Then I took a break and went to the common area to cool down. Walking in circles like my old hammy.. ( who is in heaven now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly this little girl shouted from the pool, quite far la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;" AUNTY, WHAT IS THE TIME NOW AH ??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cilaka..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; $%%$)@#$^$ !! Call me aunty ??? I belum kahwin.. anak separuh pun tak ada.. you call me aunty ???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily no other ppl are around to see me in that situation... ai yo... else I also duno where to hide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, may be she mata sepet la.. you know lar.. nowadays kids very young wear specs d... hoh? I think must be lar.. sure she got eye problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sming have to tipu sendiri.. ai. so cham...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WHY ?????????!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116556312457616257?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116556312457616257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116556312457616257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116556312457616257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116556312457616257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-call-me-aunty.html' title='You call me AUNTY ????'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116547686222817459</id><published>2006-12-07T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:43:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half settled...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nowadays very busy. Not much time to update my blog but these two days still can go blog hopping .. hehe.. Always out of office or dunno what I am doing also.. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I had a very productive weekend. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I bought my dress for my registration. Very fast and decisive huh.. For a girl lar. Hehehe ! Went to a boutique that my friend recommended. Cats Whiskers at Damansara Perdana. Not bad ler. And the price is within my budget too.. Tried a few and show my bf the shortlisted one. The one I chose was almost banned by him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Eh. So low ah ???? Darn obscene leh ! We are going to a temple you know ??? Later the monk scold you then you know !!! ........"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nag nag nag. Aii.. who say men dun nag ??? Very the kolot bf. Anyway, I shut him up with a lacy tube. Not as in I stuffed it in his mouth ler. But I add on one to 'protect' the &lt;em&gt;view.&lt;/em&gt; But next time when I go for dinner, sure I will not wear the tube. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Sunday, I booked my wedding photo package d. :) Fast huh. Actually when I was so hiao and went to take my &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/03/model-pictures.html#comments"&gt;'model photos'&lt;/a&gt;, I already surveyed ler. My personal album was very 'fake'.. So now I am looking for one that is more natural. Anyway, found &lt;a href="http://www.redbliss.com.my/"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; that suits my budget ... Marn's friend signed up with me. So we both have extra RM 1,400.00 worth of upgrades. I think I got a really good deal. Now .........just to slim down to look beautiful in my photos. And of course to think of what I want from my photos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THAT is the hardest part... Aii.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Found accessories to match my dress on the registration day. Waaaa, I tell u hoh.. some cipalak accessories also selling at RM 120++.. Aii.. luckily my friend who is really into accessories brought me to this shop and I manage to buy something really presentable at a reasonable price !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So that is settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to find a hairdresser to set my hair for the registration day. Any recommendation ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The rest is just the dinner I guess. I don't care liao la. Take a break. But cannot have kit-kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later pui pui bo sui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116547686222817459?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116547686222817459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116547686222817459' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116547686222817459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116547686222817459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/12/half-settled.html' title='Half settled...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116487837135569428</id><published>2006-11-30T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:23:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jittery.. Cold feet.. I am a mess !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jittery.. I also dunno y... Too many things on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cold feet ? Coz the aircon here is so cold....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am a mess becoz I duno where to start.. what to do .......... ( for my wedding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. proposal and wearing the ring sounds so fun and romantic huh...preparing the registration is ok too.. not a breeze be manageable... now reality sinks in and it is the preparation of the WEDDING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aii.. I am always so kan chiong.. register pun belum.. diet pun belum start.. hair belum cut.. dress belum buy but now thinking about wedding photos.. and the most headache---&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dinner... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. until my bf also say he cannot tahan me liao.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aii. how to get married ler ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seems like there are alot of things to do to get married.. the dates the place.. and MONEY.. to totally disregard the norm might make the elders feel disrespected... To follow, it will seem like it is not my wedding, not my party.. Aii.. My bf is the eldest son of the eldest son... his grandparents are still around.. Hmm.. tricky tricky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am the eldest daughter of the eldest son.. but my grandmothers dun care liao la I think.. My mom's mom is 95 yrs old. I think she don't really remember I am her grand daughter. Except the days I brought back double-yolk mooncake for her.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My dad's mom.. however .. is only too please that I am marrying a Chinese.. hehehe.. my ex bf is a Chin-dian. I think that almost killed her. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And as if the preparation is not headache enough.. as if the preparation is fully sponsored by someone.. I want to sign up for a make up course now...to learn how to ICI dulux my face.. hahah.. Aii. apa sming ini sedang buat ? apa yg dia mau ???? sudah siao liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. anyway, that day his mom was talking about babies d..ME giving birth to babies ??? I just got used to the feeling of going to be married.. now want me to be mommy ??? !!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o-&lt;-&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily she's not directly talking to me.. If she does so, I will just have a heart attack... and faint. Same old tactic.. same old trick.. as long it works I dun care.. kiu mm pa gau, jui gan yew sau !!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also duno what I am talking about here. Or what message I am trying to relay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yawn.. can't wait to get off work to have Nasi Lemak Antarabangsa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There goes my diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hope the fad of cute chubby brides start soons !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116487837135569428?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116487837135569428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116487837135569428' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116487837135569428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116487837135569428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/jittery-cold-feet-i-am-mess.html' title='Jittery.. Cold feet.. I am a mess !!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116433113725791875</id><published>2006-11-24T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:18:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have already become a KIASU si lai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiasu &lt;/strong&gt;I think everyone know la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si lai&lt;/strong&gt; is aunty in Cantonese... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ya, less than a week I moved to my office. I can see I had become a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiasu si lai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. How ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It all shows in my journey to work every morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am taking LRT now. So either my beloved drop me at the LRT station or I park my car there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once I get down the car, I would walk.. No it is &lt;strong&gt;MARCH &lt;/strong&gt;to the platform. Hurriedly.... Everything is quite relax till the train comes. First thing is to get myself into the train WITH a seat. The eyes hawking for seats even before the train stops. Once in the train, with a seat, things will be relaxed. I will close my eyes and rest. Once in awhile I would open my eyes to check I am not depriving any pregnant woman or elderly people of a seat. Hehe.. still good girl la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If no seat, aii.. then it is kiasu time to hold on to something so that I won't fall lor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then once I reach the interchange station. Waaa... The mode switch to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'battle'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Grab my handbag, get of out the train ASAP.. Rush to the nearest exit. Rushing down the stairs, trying to over take people who are slower. The face also turn one kind.. you know like everyone owe me money like that.... So that I would be ahead of the crowd at the checkout queue.. Then again, rush to cross the road, bumping into people. And I am sad to say sometimes, actually most of the times, I din even bother to say sorry. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then again walking, I mean, rushing down the escalator to the other LRT station.. Then make sure I find the shortest queue.. Then, &lt;em&gt;attempt&lt;/em&gt; to relax... But always watching how the queues are moving...When the train comes, and reaches my turn, waa.. battle mode higher one level... Try to squeeze in the LRT..Dun care got space or not. Just butt my way in.. like everyone. If I have to smell some one's armpit, I will deal with that later. Once in the cramped LRT, again I would put on a super long face, as if to tell ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" I very fierce one ahh.. don't mess with me ahhh !!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Then, I have to hold on to my hand bag and keep an watchful eye of it. Also always hugging it in front. Ya.. protect my assets maa.. although sudah nak kahwin but also must take care... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily only few stops... Sometimes, to exit the LRT I have to elbow my way out even though I have said "&lt;em&gt;Excuse Me&lt;/em&gt;", coz some ppl just won't budge !!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it does not end here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After the exiting LRT, I would brisk walk up the escalator.. Normally, I would just stand aside and watch ppl one where got so kiasu.. Then brisk walk to my office. New office.. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Becoz the new office got stewpid lifts.. very slow one. Horror stories that once they had to wait HALF AN HOUR to get a lift down after work.. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, at the lift also kiasu, if I don't get into the lift, I don't know how long I have to wait for the next one !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiiii.... like that lor. It only end when I am in the office. And the cycle starts again when I go home.. But only half the journey... Coz the second interchange LRT is not that packed... But enough to stress me out and also make me feel so kiasu .. and so si lai.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sheh hui geh chor.... Society's fault lor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No one to blame.. hehehehe..So blame the society lor.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116433113725791875?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116433113725791875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116433113725791875' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116433113725791875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116433113725791875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-already-become-kiasu-si-lai.html' title='I have already become a KIASU si lai'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116418423083054712</id><published>2006-11-22T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:30:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burying my single life.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just moved office to another building. Brand new environment. More jam. More hassle. Less food. Less privacy. That is why so few updates.&lt;br /&gt;Only thing good is that the mirror in the ladies room is huge !! And, ample supply of toilet paper.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally submitted my form for the Registration of Marriage. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Should not be a problem for the date I chose. Unless, some siao lang go n bantah our union of love !!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. let me share my experience so you can avoid some of the borobodoh things we did or did not do….. :P&lt;br /&gt;First was choosing the date…well, I am not super superstitious to go and see feng shui master to choose date.. ( actually no money la) But, I also kiasu and kiasi.. dun wan to choose a date that is totally inauspicious.&lt;br /&gt;So what to do? Mom gave the similar I-don’t-know reply. His mom again said.. “Every day is a good day !!!”  The big calendar doesn’t seem to be helpful… Thank god got 8enji… who thank god is really 8 enough to find this &lt;a href="http://mindcity.sina.com.tw/local-bin/east/MC-lunar/index.cgi"&gt;online tua pek gong book&lt;/a&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It is very helpful.. dates, timing and stuff… Too bad it is only for those who know how to read mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the form… Aii.. my bf very smart go n download the form. So we very happy la.. no need to go there maa. Coz we are so used to e-documents.. Income tax also e. KWSP also e… so tot got e-marriage form laaa….Mana tau  when submit, kena tendang balik.. must use ORIGINAL form.. So, ppl, if there are any marriage form online.. it is ONLY for your reference… Aii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hoh, only one form is needed. The website said two forms.. so we wrote on two forms.. paste two photos and got the Commission of Oath to sign on two of the downloaded forms.. aii yo.. which is of course of no use d.....Donated the money to the Commission of Oath ..... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, is for those whose address on the IC is not in the same state. Either you go change your IC address or at the temple/church, ask for a letter to acknowledge that ... haha.. I also din read.. but that is needed if you are not local in the state that you are going to register. Ie me from Penang, wanna register in KL... this surat pengakuan also require the Commission of Oath to sign. But if you go to government office to sign the papers, I think you need to go back to the state you are in.. or something like that.. which I think it is abit more hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally, we settled it….. And my single life is coming to an end by new year 2007. :)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when I fill up forms, would I tick the wrong column…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116418423083054712?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116418423083054712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116418423083054712' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116418423083054712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116418423083054712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/burying-my-single-life.html' title='Burying my single life.....'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116339209181718296</id><published>2006-11-13T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:09:39.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sua Ku goes to Powerman @Lumut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right, Sua Ku is me.. Wa si sua ku ! :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is my first time going to this kind of event. As a spectator, not a contestant of coz. For other sua kus like me... This Powerman is actually a series of dualthon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it is spelt this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Means Run-Bike-Run..The distance is actually 10km-60km-10km or 4km-30km-4km respectively.. That is the full event and the sprint event. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some knowledge to show off: Powerman series is a BIG event nd alot of ppl around the world came for this event. Apparently, PowerMan Malaysia is the only series in Asia or South East Asia that allow the participants to collect points in order to qualify for the main PowerMan in Switzerland.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, lazy person like me.. why am I there ? No prize for those who guess the correct answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ya lar, superman bf wanna go join for the first time. He signed up for the sprint event ( 4km-30km-4km )... Somemore he had stomach upset on Friday. But on Saturday he was so gung ho and woke me up at 530am. Oh well.. I had to lor. I dreamt he told me he couldn't make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I did enjoy myself there. The race started at 1pm. Ya, siao one.. So hot.. So were the ppl there... hehehe... there were alot of hot guys there... with super lean body !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was an experience !! You know, seeing ppl pengsan at the finishing line.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB110073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;World number 1&amp;2 of dualthon event was there.. cool-nya and they were super fast. I cannot believe the bicycle they use is RM 50K and above.... 0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No surprised that they came to the finishing line first and the second.. But, when the second runner up came and after raising his arms in victory, he dropped himself into the arms of the officials and they practically have to drag him to the rest area. Was too shock to take photos.. but not after that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo 1&lt;/strong&gt;. This lady from Hungary was number 3 in the Elite group in the full event. She just sat down and refused to move after crossing the finishing line..But she is ok after resting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo2.&lt;/strong&gt; Then this guy terus pitam as he reached the finishing line.. He pushed himself too much I guess. But he got 2nd in his age group... Very drama one.. They took him away on the strecher...But he was up and fresh by dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo3.&lt;/strong&gt;Then this uncle also very geng.. it was just like both his legs went stiff and he just flopped down with his legs stiffly straight. Like they were cemented...Luckily his wife and someone was around to support him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo4.&lt;/strong&gt; This guy just end up being high and just draped himself over bags of ice and stand kangkang for ppl to take photo.. haha.. really funny !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB110078.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB110079.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB110081.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110077.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB110077.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I heard that there is another lagi drama one. That guy din even finish the first running part. Sampai mulut berbuih-buih....the ambulance had to whisk him away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess it is the heat.. Start at 1pm leh.. it was scorching !!!! Luckily it rained halfway.. Else more would have pengsan.... But I do salute all of them.. whew!! Even if they come back but they finished it the whole thing !!! For me, I would have pengsan at that starting line. Even if not, I will pretend to have heart attack and faint to escape the whole thing.. ngiek ngiek !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, what did I do ? Other than waiting for my bf to come around the corner and wave at him ??...I watched guys, alot of leng chai's and sexy guys... lagi wear tight tight one...Take photos lor... heheheh..:) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/sexy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dun jeles ya.. I took photo with this two leng chais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The older one won 4th place in the Elite category. He is from Spain. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok.. let's go back to the normal activities that sming would do when she go on a trip.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next day, so happened my colleague Thiong was back in Lumut and he found out we were around. And he was so kind to take us to Kpg Koh for super nice fuk chow loh mee and red wine mee suah.. and the prawn mee. My bf had his curry mee again...Then to Sitiawan for the nice nice biscuit.. Fresh from the old&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/umbrealla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="97" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/umbrealla.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; traditional charcoal 'oven'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then to Teluk Batik to hang out.... See this guy.. So hot also he wanna go down to the sea with the tube.. so have to bring his umbrella..so funny... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we went to buy some stuff and went back to the hotel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB110063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB110063.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw some of our newf-ound friends who were in the race. Talked and chatted... at the beach waterfront.. ya.. Lumut is beautful now !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we left at 1pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On the way back to KL, we stopped at Kuala Selangor. Had some seafood and I saw this 168 car parked outside the 168 coffee shop.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/p168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ya I think my 168 misses me. Calling me home.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116339209181718296?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116339209181718296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116339209181718296' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116339209181718296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116339209181718296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/sua-ku-goes-to-powerman-lumut.html' title='Sua Ku goes to Powerman @Lumut'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116279500671914040</id><published>2006-11-06T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:42:45.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that is why I said yes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been going out with my bf for 4 years plus. It has been fate that brought us together. I really believe so. We could have easily brushed each other shoulders and went on our own way. But, Lady Fate made sure we met, by choice we brought our relationship to another level and maintained it over the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At times we are very different as we are very similar. Haha.. funny way to say things huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am a romantic freak. He is practical person. He will say no to a romantic dinner for his birthday and settle for a curry mee with duck drumstick. 0_o Of course I din let that happen !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love food. Variety and quality( the price also). He is someone who just go for chinese food and doesn't like to try new stalls. Boring I would say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love to travel. See new things. If he ever travel, he would just go for mountain climbing, snorkeling ( now he wanna upgrade to diving), water rafting, etc.. you know, those activities that will get you all tired and dirty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am a couch potato. I love to sleep late. Never a morning person. However, he is a person who would wake up early in the morning for a run or swim. And now he is going for all the 10km run and trithalon or bithalon.. 0-&lt;-&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( oh ya I went to the Subang Jaya 10km run- reach there before 7 am.. and first thing came to my mind.. " waa alot of siao ppl also hoh" hehe.. anyway, to the runners, no offense ya !! I know me the sleeping addict is also considered siao to those who love to run/ exercise in the morning..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ever since we bought the condo in 2004, we have always fought over the installation of aircon in the room. I wanted it. He din want it. Everytime he would agree then another month or so he would bring up the subject and say NO. But, when we were furnishing 168, he actually wanted to install two aircon. He told me, "You asked for one, I give you two." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He is not someone who does housework. But, he will always wash the dishes for me. He knows I am allergic to detergent. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He might been lazy at times and give a fuss when I ask him to help with housework. But, still he would do it eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a bad temper and am always egoistic. But he would always give in to me and bear with my outbursts. Sometime I have to salute him for tolerating me over the years. Therefore, over the four years, we never had a bad arguement.. No over night grudge. But I must say, this record is at a test after we move to 168.. But I am sure we will work things out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are many more examples that he has given in to my needs and wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He always tell me, if you are happy, I am happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, that is why I said yes when he popped the question last Friday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/03-11-06_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/03-11-06_1842.jpg" width="107" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/03-11-06_1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/03-11-06_1934.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/03-11-06_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/03-11-06_1846.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PB030046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="86" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PB030046.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/03-11-06_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/03-11-06_1847.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps. I think I din make it obvious enough coz some ppl asking me .. Yes, it is a wedding proposal. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116279500671914040?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116279500671914040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116279500671914040' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116279500671914040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116279500671914040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-that-is-why-i-said-yes.html' title='And that is why I said yes...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116251751212749157</id><published>2006-11-03T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T09:31:52.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intruder at 168 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Less than a month, my worst fears has started.........  my house is &lt;strong&gt;invaded &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;ONE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cicak&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK.. I know I am exaggerating. But I can't help it... Me Leo ma :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday, we came back from work.. and I saw that little gross geli wat-tart ugly brown reptile running on my floor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The first thing I said, or screamed was.. " NOoooooooooo... so fast got already ah ??!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My bf thought it was siu keong or cockroaches.... So he was relieved but I was traumatised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hate cicaks. I detest them.. I am also terrified of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I was young and short, about 6 yrs old, it was a night we came back from Eden cake house... My parents used to take us there to do 'shopping'.. I will go and find the most colorful cakes... Get a piece go home eat the icing and leave the cake to don't know which poor victim.. Either my aunt or my dad I think hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok. sorry, side tracked.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I was carrying my cake and wanted to place it on the dining table before I climb on my chair and start ny feast.. THAT geli creature duno how made its way from the table to my neck and used my body as an escape route !!.. the slimliness and geli-ness plus my body kena violated as caused a childhood terror that still haunt me till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sien sien sien sien. I don't know how to get rid of it... it's too fast for me. Already hiding before I can get my broom and I don't want it's tail to detach and contaminate my 168!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahhhh... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I only saw one bug in my house yesterday. I hope it will be starved and leave as suddenly as it came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On a separate note, this Sunday I am going to join the Subang Jaya run. Me the 3km run. My bf the 10km run. Becoming his passion and I am the victim of the whole situation. :( He forced, duped me to join that fun run. And also involved a common fren with her bf. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now I want to pretend to be sick or find the excuse also cannot. Caused pai seh with the fren. She joined because my bf again duped her saying I want to go but no one teman me.. Sien.. most sien thing is I have to wake up 5 something am.. :( which is impossible laaa !! :~(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah_loong_siu, lying is a sin !!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116251751212749157?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116251751212749157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116251751212749157' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116251751212749157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116251751212749157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/intruder-at-168.html' title='Intruder at 168 !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116236228589464760</id><published>2006-11-01T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:31:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Rubbish Collector 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Part 2... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Little garfield. Been with me 10 years d !! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See how old I am.... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA230012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But I never once take it out of the box. It was a present from some guy I don't like. I mean as frens we are cool. But he likes coming over to my house any time he likes. He just call and say, " Hey I am coming over !! Bye!!" Never once ask if it is ok for me. So this time I got so pik chik I din even open the door for him and just took the toy and walked in. I think it was my birthday present. Thinking back, I can be quite mean huh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I also found a really funny note !! I took a photo for remembrance..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA230016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let me translate for those who don't read Mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NyTan swears that he will give Superboy to sming (His sister). If he said he never swear to give sming Superboy, he would have to give sming $100.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;O-&lt;-&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;NyTan is my youngest brother. In my vague memory, I remember it was I that wrote this 'contract' and forced my brother to sign it. Ahh.. how childish can I be ya??? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA240032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Aii even my dog also mou ngan tai.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I cannot find superboy in the midst of my rubbish.. Hmm.. so I should collect the RM 100 and go Jagoya right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116236228589464760?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116236228589464760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116236228589464760' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116236228589464760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116236228589464760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/11/memoirs-of-rubbish-collector-2.html' title='Memoirs of a Rubbish Collector 2'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116184839303760915</id><published>2006-10-26T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T15:41:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 stupid question meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mistyeiz.com/"&gt;yvy&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oohh.. I don't know how am I going to get through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If Ray Romano and Homer Simpson were the 2 last men on earth - who would you pick to be your husband and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Takashi Kaneshiro !! Takashi Kaneshiro !! I don't care !! I still want to marry him !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. How many caterpillars would it take to build an elephant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby elephant or mama elephant. or papa elephant ? Eh, be specific la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Why is rice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Becoz it is not mee hoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How long does it take for a centipede to count its legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This one I know !! A century !!!! &lt;strong&gt;*smug*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Snoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....py !!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If Dr. Suess made up all his words, why are we making children read him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't have children worrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why???? Because the sky is so high.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9. Why you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refer to answer at Q8.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you think it’s tough coming up with 10 stupids questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CONFIRM it's super duper tough !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Place a copy of the rules with the not not a meme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Answer the ten stupid questions of whoever tagged you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Write ten stupid questions for others to answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Tag three people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My 10 stupid questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why am I doing this ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you explain ur own name ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Boy, ain't I lazy ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How can I be a millionaire ? Err.. make it a billionaire !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still got one more ah???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dark or fair ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tagging... hehe.. ok.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kcch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyonyapenang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nyonya Penang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://terra9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Las montañas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe.. have fun ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116184839303760915?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116184839303760915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116184839303760915' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116184839303760915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116184839303760915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/10-stupid-question-meme.html' title='10 stupid question meme'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116161289131502658</id><published>2006-10-23T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:07:14.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Rubbish Collector</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Am back to Penang.. The jam was horrible !! The journey was like 8 hours !!! But that is inclusive of our detour for Ipoh Nga Choy Kai, Hor Fan and tau fu fah !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also had my great time with Penang food....Had my yummy laksa, char kuey tiaw, char kuey kak, chee cheong fan, kuey tiao teng...... slurrp !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, since my 168 is ready, I gotta pack my 18 yrs of rubbish in Penang to relieve some space.... My mom is throwing me out.. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, she asked me to throw all my stuff... But I couldn't get myself to do it !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PA230002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PA230002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See.. Chinese New Year cards from my frens from high school..... As we start working and with the internet, we don't send these cards anymore.... It's really different. It feels that the wishes are more sincere... at least that is how I feel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PA230009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PA230009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And written letters... snail mails.... I have loads of them.. From my pen pals... my cousins, my aunty and uncle,my frens who are overseas, my high school frens when we are away in our uni.... How we support each other when we are away from home .. Sharing of our romantic stories.. and struggling to face the new challenges in life... etc etc.. Also reading back funny things we correspond when I was really young... Very funny.. Childish but funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Really brings back alot of memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How many of you still send snail mails ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going through those letters, I found out I have alot of frens and pen pals that I have forgotten.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, there are so many birthday cards !! These are one of the few things I don't receive much when I grow older.... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA230007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And there are so many cards that are hand made or drawn by my frens.. Those are treasures !! I can't throw them !!! I can never get myself to do that !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA230010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See these cards, one is from an Indian girl I get to know when I first worked after my SPM. On the card, she asked me to remember her always. I would have forgetten about her if there weren't this birthday card. I still remember she used a pen knife to carved her bf's name on her hand.. Scary huh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the beautiful pink card is by a fren from Uni.. My first BD at the Uni was spent with him. His BD is just one day after mine... I cannot remember I have this beautiful card !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The best one is the 3-D card. It is given by my primary school fren. It was like after 7 yrs we bumped into each other. And he was really sweet to make this card for me. Sent it by his bike to my mailbox. I had a really pleasant surprise... It has been ages that I have been surprised this way .... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sad to say, he has left us 2 yrs ago.. At the age of 26 yrs old. Nose cancer.. And he gave me a rose when we last met. Such a sweet guy. I feel bad that I told him I will call him to meet up but never did. And it is too late d...... But I will always remember him ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, wanna see more rubbish ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PA230004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PA230004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PA230008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PA230008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PA230005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PA230005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;These are some wood stuff then I kept and write on it. Also my sticker collections.... and a scrap book of Leslie Cheung, Andy Lau, Aaron Kwok and even the badminton stars.. Soo Beng Kiang, Cheah Soon Kit, Yang Yang, Zhau Jian Hua ... yeah them !! That was the last time Malaysia brought back Thomas Cup.. Yeap, 1992 !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are more.. Shells.. cosmetic jewellary...bag buttons from my Co-Q days... toys... bla bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Waaaaaaaa.. I really am a rubbish collector !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116161289131502658?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116161289131502658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116161289131502658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116161289131502658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116161289131502658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/memoirs-of-rubbish-collector.html' title='Memoirs of a Rubbish Collector'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116097364011763168</id><published>2006-10-16T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T15:28:19.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving into 168 ~My Love Nest~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a retype.. I lost the entire blog when I was publishing it... Grrr.... No mood d...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After months of waiting for the keys, going through renovation, buying things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After 10 years of staying in hostels/rented rooms....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After moving 6 times in 5 years....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have moved to a place of my OWN !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MINE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK lar.. Not entirely mine. Half is my bf's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note: It is a risky decision to buy a property together espescially when you have not tied the knot. Young people, only do so if your relationship is stable and that both parties are able to handle things rationally when you decide to go on separate ways...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, touch wood !! Things are going smoothly between us except for the fights of who mops the floor and hang the curtains... N I expect more to come.... Aii.. my bf is SPOILT by his mom who is a housewife.. I need help to &lt;em&gt;educate&lt;/em&gt; him to help me out with house work !! Any advice please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't really know about the tradition/customs about moving to a new house. My friends say &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; choose date, ask the mothers, they sure know !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom shrugged off saying my grandma did everything. My bf's mom said everyday is a good day !! &lt;strong&gt;*blur*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I went to check the calendar.. you know those with BIG numbers, one day on one page one leh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So it says OCT 15 is a good day for moving house... &lt;em&gt;Cun !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday no need to take leave.. &lt;em&gt;Cun !! Cun !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9am till 3 pm is a good time..Kat see !! &lt;em&gt;Cun !!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So Oct 15 it is....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/PA150008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/PA150008.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, I am also confused this good day supposed to be the day I move in and stay over night for the first time ?? Or the day I move in my stuff/ furniture?? Or the day I bring in my Buddha ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I invited monks over for dana (&lt;em&gt;offering to the monks&lt;/em&gt;) and they chant to bless the house. It is also the same I stayed there officially and I brought in the Buddha (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it;s a small marble Buddha I bought from Siem Reap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) I am going to remove the fern later. It makes the whole thing look like a messy forest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did it the Buddhist way with a dash of the old tradition..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, at least this gives me a peace of mind.. I guess that is what everything is about, yeah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't really explain the feelings of owning a place of my own. Excited and also feeling proud.. My own place.. my own design.. Nothing splendid but at least it is MY design. I am really lucky that my bf allow me to decided on almost everything.. only an occasional &lt;strong&gt;'No'&lt;/strong&gt; to keep watch on our budget.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, a sneak preview..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a design I had in mind before everything was ready. That I wanted to get from Bangkok.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA150011_table.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I wanted a vase with tall tall flowers on my dining table. The original plan I had was those dried sticks/ wood with curly curly ends. But, they look dead, don't they ? Just feel it is not so good for my feng shui..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I went to Chatuchak Bangkok and got this vase, hand picked the flowers and came back struggling with the arrangement. How is it ? Not too bad for a novice, right?? &lt;strong&gt;*wink* *wink*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta thank Lorena and FY for carrying this bunch of mah fan flowers for me from Chatuchak back to the hotel !!!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before my furniture came, I put it on this display shelf instead.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA150014_toy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My bf calls it my toy coz I sort of designed it. Not totally original though. Anyway, recently I saw something similar. SO sien.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Costs us a bomb.. He didn't want it, I insisted and he relented. Thanks, my love !! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehehe, bodek first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, don't say anything negative about it, else I am so going to kena from him !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK, back to my decoration. I kinda like it this way, but then I feel the whole thing is like stunted. Crammed up, my flowers need space !! ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not pratical on my dining table either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So end up next to my tv...Nicer right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA150021_deco.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nope, not plasma..No $$... My bf's fren asked us to get a 52" or some outrageous size plasma TV. I told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;" Siao ah !! With the size of my living room, both of us might end up cock eye !! Bak Jiu Pak Jiao !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Another fren lagi pannai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" Eh you put a MILO tin next to the TV stating &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MY PLASMA TV FUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Those sponsored can have their name writting on the wall next to it..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Muahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/PA150022_candles.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok this coffee table is one of the few things that my bf get to choose for the house. I wasn't really keen on it. But, now with my candle collection from Bangkok... I LOVE it !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, this is how my 168 'progressed' from since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to check on the &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/yat-lou-fatt.html#comments"&gt;defects&lt;/a&gt; earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The power of renovation !! My bf is into reno business now.. Tolong tunjuk ajar... duo duo zi gao !! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, after promoting my bf, my turn now. For those who have a chance to visit 168, if you are disappointed that the real thing is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; as seen in the photos.. please &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; tell me. Coz it means that I have the hidden talent to go into advertising photography.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116097364011763168?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116097364011763168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116097364011763168' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116097364011763168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116097364011763168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/moving-into-168-my-love-nest.html' title='Moving into 168 ~My Love Nest~'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116053625493322127</id><published>2006-10-11T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T13:30:11.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I declared holiday for myself !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was 10 Oct.. hehe..Double 10... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;sap har sap har&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .. which means blur blur in Cantonese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I also spent the day &lt;em&gt;sap har sap har&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Monday evening, I was totally out. I reached home tired, but still manage to help my bf's mom to clean up the house.. YAY !! Extra brownie points for me !!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, about 7.45pm I konked out. Slept through the night !! Skipped dinner !! Can you believe it ?? ME... SKIP DINNER !!!! But I manage to wake up about 12 midnight... Blur blur but manage to 'scold' my bf for not waking me up, he said he would wake me up for dinner. Also found my way in to the kitchen and made myself bread with peanut butter.... After munching down the bread with my eyes half open, I continue to sleep. Only opened my eyes at 8 am. I complained I have headache...Bf said I feel feverish. So, asked me to take MC. OOO... music to my ears. I went back to sleep la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later at the clinic, my bf told me this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Aii.. I better let you take MC ler.. Later you scold me in your blog..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAA.. the power of blogs !! I love blogging !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Doctor ask me to stay away from the haze .. I also hope I can do that lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went back and continue to sleep from 2pm till 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My bf pengsan. Say from where he found a pig as girlfren. Cheh... I sick mar. I dun sleep 9 9 how my body fight the virus ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I slept too much I think.  So end up last night I couldn't sleep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I woke up and looked into the mirror.. Suddenly I feel I really look like one of the celebrity figures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wanna guess who??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tips ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;From China one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IT"s JIA JIA !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116053625493322127?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116053625493322127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116053625493322127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116053625493322127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116053625493322127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-declared-holiday-for-myself.html' title='I declared holiday for myself !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116037776149037897</id><published>2006-10-09T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:09:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haze...Rain.. Zzzzzz......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haze is back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Situation is worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rained this morning but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My head is heavy. My eyes are drooping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can't think straight. Can't work or be productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Missing my bed. Craving for my comforter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh when oh when... will the time show 5.45pm. So that it is time for me to go off ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiii.. Heard the rumbling of thunder. Hope it rains once more, washing away the dusts and particles. Cleanse the air !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's so bad that I am hallucinating. This morining at the ladies, I thought I saw a caterpillar on the ceiling. I am so afraid of these crawling creatures. I was staring and staring at it. Trying to figure out how did this insect manage to get in here.... It was like half a min later I realised it is like a plug of something on the light. Ah ler.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shake head....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When will this ever stop ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116037776149037897?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116037776149037897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116037776149037897' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116037776149037897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116037776149037897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/hazerain-zzzzzz.html' title='Haze...Rain.. Zzzzzz......'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116009980738599544</id><published>2006-10-06T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:56:47.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight is a Full Moon night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watch out for werewolves.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehehe.... no lar.. Today is a good day on the lunar calendar for the Chinese..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is our lantern festival day.. or mooncake festival. Mooncake every year I eat la. But lantern, I have to sit down and really think hard about the days I walk around carrying lanterns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I used to have one lantern, actually my only lantern. It's a fish. Very artistic design ==means people won't know is a fish when they see it. Well, I don't mind. As long I have a lantern...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was those traditional lantern.. No batteries no music. Just plain colorful paper on wood with candles.. I love those. I cannot accept the new superman, blinking hello kittys or singing pikachu designs. I will never ever buy those for my children. If they want, too bad lar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK back to my story... I don't remember joining those community walks around the taman or so with my lantern.. The only thing I remember is my mom will off the lights and fans in the house, then my brothers and I will walk around with our lanterns. Ya.. from the kitchen to the living room; then round the living room under my mom's supervision. Outside alot of mosquito worr she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I never thought anything was missing until uni days I told my housemates. Man ! Did they have a good laugh... Make me so pai seh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, back to my lantern. Anyway,one year, I dunno why so hiao, trying to act cool may be... I sat down and leaned the lantern against the leg of the stool...and then the candle burnt a hole.. SIEN... my mom threw away my lantern. I was in high school d that time. ( I guess ler). Mom said no more lanterns for me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I don't have any lanterns after that.. Until Pre-U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:) Good old days. That time we bought those japanese lanterns. Economical and easy disposal. Romantic lagi. Light a few, make our hostel room bright bright. But were also scared that we will burn down the room. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was also very romantic...my then-going-to-be-bf( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is my double x-bf&lt;/span&gt;) gave me one japanese lantern, then he held one and we walked around the campus.... So lam hoh.. He gave me a pink one lagi.  Aii.. :P.. he heard about my childhood in-door lantern experience..decided to give me another type of experience... So romantic.. how can I say no to him worr???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P Especially that time mui mui chai... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, that is all I remember about my mooncake festival. Alot of people have been asking me how am I going to celebrate. Am I going home? With that indoor lantern thingy, I guess you all would know mooncake festival is not something big to my family. But, today, thinking back about the good old days.. made me smile.... They said today is a festival that makes us people who are far from home miss home even more. I do miss home. I feel sad that my dad isn't around.. But, what can be done? Well. My mom is still here ya.. So are my brothers. I will call them..... I miss them too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well... let's think of something happy !!! Tonight going for steamboat with friends !!!! Yay !! I am wishing for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAT LA LAssss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But before that.. wishing everyone a happy moon cake festival and in mandarin.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zhong Qiu Jie Kuai Le !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116009980738599544?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116009980738599544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116009980738599544' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116009980738599544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116009980738599544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/tonight-is-full-moon-night.html' title='Tonight is a Full Moon night....'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-116004607692596328</id><published>2006-10-05T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T19:01:16.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I "sprained" my back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not sure if &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sprained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the word.. But Cantonese I sure know lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ngo lai dou tieuw gan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now my neck is stiff too... Aii.. it is not &lt;em&gt;fan lai geng(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; something like hurt ur neck because of bad sleeping posture&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;..  I was superbly ok this morning. Until I came into office... I dunno what tickled my nose. Definitely not some one cursing me coz I sneezed more than once. And I dun wan to tipu you all that someone missed me coz I think I sneezed more than twice. Anyway, after that, I pulled my back and I am having discomfort whole day !! I look up, look down, look right, look left also it hurts.. Aiii... very grumpy also and I think it is causing my headache now !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So pai seh hoh.. but wait till you hear about this story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This happened to one of my vendors... He was awake very early one morning,supposed to catch a flight, and he tried to stifled a sneeze not to wake up his wife. Just after that, he fell on the bed and was in such immense pain that he couldn't even move or talk.. Anyway, he managed to sort of wake up his wife by wheezing. But, his wife din believe he was having problem, chided him to play tricks .. HAHAHA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry, evil as it is.. I still find it very comical.. He is a cheeky guy, full of tricks... Disturb people all the time.. So I guess he cry wolf too many times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally the wife believed him and tried to help him.. However, it was really bad and they had to get an ambulance to carry him out as he couldn't move at all. Apparently when he was about to sneeze, some verterbreta bla bla on his spinal cord opened, and snapped closed on one of his nerves when he stifled the sneeze... He spent some time in the hospital to recover, that is all I remember.  But it sounds really painful and serious !!! Scary hoh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So next time don't pai seh, just sneeze it out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Else become like me or him.. so pai seh ler !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;=*.*=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-116004607692596328?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/116004607692596328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=116004607692596328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116004607692596328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/116004607692596328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-sprained-my-back.html' title='I &quot;sprained&quot; my back'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115985605511510642</id><published>2006-10-03T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:14:15.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Internet No Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It wasn't until lately I found out how dependant I am on INTERNET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was about a week or more that our company's network starts slowing down. But I still manage to surf and blog; with a great test on my patience.. Then end of last week, it was a total denial of service...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suffering from withdrawal syndrome.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can't sit and concentrate on work... Feeling detached from the world... time was crawling pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can't check my webmails... can't blog... can't do blog hopping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oooo.. no life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dear oh dear !! See how I am attached to the World Wide Web ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. I guess I would really need to put broadband on my 168 Must Have list !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The problem is still intermittent.. So do excuse me if I am slow in posting or can't comment at your blogs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess I have to go sweet talk my bf to borrow his laptop and go to Starbucks to surf... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. if he say no hoh..  I think I will use  &lt;strong&gt;force &lt;/strong&gt;or&lt;strong&gt; violence &lt;/strong&gt;to loan that baby of his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the sake of surfing !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115985605511510642?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115985605511510642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115985605511510642' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115985605511510642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115985605511510642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-internet-no-life.html' title='No Internet No Life'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115941617601078069</id><published>2006-09-28T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:02:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never listen to a workoholic BF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should be on MC !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday after lunch, my nose started running all over the place. And I have been ensuring the whole office know of my presence by sneezing every 5 mins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This morning after snoozing for few times, I wonder y the time on my mobile phone is still showing 730am. Anyway, I was feeling better but feel that I have not fully recovered despite sleeping at 930pm last night. My throat is itchy.. I am lazy. I restarted my mobile phone ( macam Windows only).. Oh. 810am. I have snoozed 4 times without noticing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I told my bf I want to go on MC. He started nagging me ... said I m ok already y so lazy.. go to work lar.. bla bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And once I am in the car my nose start running again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reach this office I called him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I hate you lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA.. why ler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; My running nose started once I am in the car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; Ai ya.. I told you d. Your Tan Sri asked me to watch out for you..you lazy girl !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Watch what watch ? You sick you want to work your problem lar. I say I sick I want to stay home.. I stay home ok? Next time you don't so KPC !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha.. Very funny lar you.. Ok ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Laugh what laugh.. faster say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; ** say some mushy mushy things that have to be censored**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.. Next time just keep quiet ok ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; Yes yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Mmm.. good.. Bye !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later about 1030 am, I called him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; What happened ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I am feeling cold lar !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; Wanna take MC or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Now only say? This morning who force me to work ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Him:&lt;/span&gt; Ok Ok...sorry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me continue to ngam ngam cham cham......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ai, poor bf.. Kena hentam. Coz I bad mood when I am not feeling well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I also have doubts staying at home. His house is under renovation. Sure very dusty.. Sure very noisy.. how to sleep worr.. But, if this morning, he said stay home lar.. I would pull my covers and go back to sleep. So, I blame him lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I am not feeling well and still here at work. (Only take few mins to blog abit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm. this time I sure get &lt;strong&gt;Employee of the Month&lt;/strong&gt; d !! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115941617601078069?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115941617601078069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115941617601078069' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115941617601078069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115941617601078069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-listen-to-workoholic-bf_28.html' title='Never listen to a workoholic BF'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115916415542989684</id><published>2006-09-25T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:02:35.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wallet is bleeding !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It all started because I sent my car for 'check-up'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My front passenger door was giving me some problems.. I can't open from inside nor from outside with the key. Cannot get it or out to that side of the car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So when my bf drives my car, I get to be the tau keh... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, I suspect my boot was leaking coz it is smelling moldy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, before going to clean my 168 ( yes!! It is renovation finally finished !!), I sent my car to the workshop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man, my boot was flooded.. EWwwwwww......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The guy said for my boot, if it is because of the rubber it is going to cost me RM 85. Hmm.. ok..But the board and carpet would be more expensive RM 115 and RM 200 each. :O I told him i would just take the papan lar.. Ori one.. no other "third party product".. Darn proton.. one papan also RM 115.00.. Aii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then my door.. if it is the motor, it's RM 45, else if it is the lock.. RM 120..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So after checking, my boot is because of some sponge at the back light.. RM 40 only.. Then the door is because of the motor.. So plus the papan, damage is only RM 200. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe. I was feeling slightly relieved la. So before I left for them to fix, I backside itchy and ask them to check my brakes ( giving some sounds when I brake) and my absorbers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So go to 168 and clean clean clean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lunch time, I passed by the shop so drop by to see my car.. The mechanic just finish checking my brakes.. Disc pad keras d.. Absorbers all gone ( never change for 5 yrs d so not surprised).. Alignment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This and that, total bill came up to RM 800+.. Err.. ok lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Go back to house to continue being busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;An hour later, a call from the mechanic came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This time my tire bengkak.. have to change two.. then duno what bush which is next to absorber also need to change. that one about RM 50.. Count count it is going to be RM 1.1K like that... Phew.. What to do? Have to do lar.. so I said ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another hour passed by. He called again. I was hoping that my car is ready d.. But NO.. he said duno what disc cap on my front wheel burst.. then don't know what alignment or something have to do that one another RM 100... I didn't listen anymore. My mind was having an epilepsy fit.. my mouth foaming d.... Oh man !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;About 6pm, he called again.. This time, my hand was already shivering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Miss Tan, your car...."&lt;/span&gt; he paused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My heart stopped...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;" Is ready already... Hahah.. gave u a shock hoh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiyoooo&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;%$%$*(^%$)#^)#_^#&amp;$*%$(*%$(#%Y#!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like that also fun ah ?? I die of heart attack baru you know.. But I answered him &lt;em&gt;sweetly&lt;/em&gt; lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;" Ya lor.. I am very shocked..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man.. the bill came up to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM1,330&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;o-&lt;-&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Half dead. Separuh mati....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii... but what need to be done.. need to be done.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At least, now my car, very nice to drive.. Smooth and feels it is lighter.. I hope that would my solution to more efficient fuel consumption...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then my RM 1330 is well spent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not going to sell my car for another 5 years !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115916415542989684?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115916415542989684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115916415542989684' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115916415542989684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115916415542989684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-wallet-is-bleeding.html' title='My wallet is bleeding !!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115889946634529650</id><published>2006-09-22T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T12:31:06.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Create your own photo book!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was reading yvy's &lt;a href="http://www.mistyeiz.com/2006/09/16/a-gift-worth-giving-and-getting/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; about her wedding pressie from &lt;a href="http://chanlilian.net"&gt;5xmom&lt;/a&gt;... It is a photobook and it can be custom made !! You know for weddings, babies, birthdays and of course travel logs !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I have heard about it from Jason and found it a really interesting thingy.. to me lar.. coz I love to take photos and view and view and view them... Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, was trying to locate the site and I found it on 5xmom's blog today. ( &lt;em&gt;Actually it has been there sometime just that I mata sepet..&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's pretty interesting... You can download their software and create your own photo book with your photo titles.. So that anytime and anyone can revisit your ' Journey'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Check it out... I am still reading about it. Internet is slow here.. aii.. sien..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixart.com.my"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/dwn_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anymore of these sites/ services that you know off or ever engage their service? Let me know...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Share share info.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115889946634529650?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115889946634529650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115889946634529650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115889946634529650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115889946634529650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/create-your-own-photo-book.html' title='Create your own photo book!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115882758643342376</id><published>2006-09-21T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T16:33:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Speaking??? !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I proceed, just want to express my relief that the situation in Bangkok is peaceful. ..... :) Whew!! The situation was sort of exaggerated I guess.. Hehe.. and just what drama addict like me need. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, back to my topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lately, there is a vendor stationed in my office. He is just sitting in front of me. He has black hair, brown eyes and yellow skin..--&gt; Cheena lar.. But he speaks with an ang moh slang. Today, Amy, our colleague sort of suggested to invite him to have lunch with us. I replied no la.. with his slang, I am worried that I would take off my high heels and slap him halfway through lunch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, I  just find people like this irritating.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eh.. You Cheena lar.. why speak like kwai lou here. If you are studying overseas, you want to speak to kwai lous like that, by all means. But you are back here... Speak lar like Malaysian. And people who say they have stayed overseas too long and have adapted to the slang. Ahhh.. BULLSHIT la, unless you are born and bred there. Anytime, if you want, you can speak like a normal Malaysian. Speaking in slang doesn't mean you are any better than any of us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That comes back to a mindset.. Have you all ever feel or been taught to find people who can speak better English are superior ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Is this common to you?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Wahh.. her English very good.. fi li fe leh.. canggih !!You must be like her else people will laugh at you"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Yerr, like that also can become speaker meh ? SO many grammer mistakes..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey hello !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We are Chinese!! Our English must be so British meh?? &lt;em&gt;(Malay, Indian also same, but I am Cheena so I speak for Cheena !)&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't get me wrong. English is important as a means of communication. BUT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it is not a way to rate whether the person is superior or successful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am Chinese educated and I am proud of it. My spoken English might sound abit Cheena and yat kau yat kau AND there might be grammers in my writing, but it is ok. I can write, read and converse in English pretty comfortably. People understand me, I understand them. No problemo !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Most importantly is that  I can write, read and speak Mandarin, my mother tongue. I still remember the roots of my origin. I am still connected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe everyone should have a good command of own their mother tongue or at least a dialect.&lt;/strong&gt; The least is to be able to speak and understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you can't even converse in your own mother tongue/ dialect, you should be ashamed of yourself. No matter how superb your command of English is. Especially, if a person of different color speaks to you in your own language..( I have seen Malays, Indians and even non-chinese foreigners speaking our language/ dialect) and you can't answer them . Won't you feel ashamed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My children are so going to a Chinese school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They will thank me when they reach the age to go into karaokes. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115882758643342376?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115882758643342376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115882758643342376' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115882758643342376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115882758643342376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/english-speaking.html' title='English Speaking??? !!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115872313658859668</id><published>2006-09-20T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T11:55:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double lucky........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thailand's army commander wrested power from Prime Minister Thaksin Shinawatra, sending tanks and troops into the streets of the Thai capital and declaring martial law early this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I declare Bangkok under a severe state of emergency",Thaksin said in a voice broadcast on Thai television.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Excerpts from &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news"&gt;The Star Online&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Scary huh !! To think I just came back from Bangkok just 3 days ago and this is happening!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just got a glimpse of the news.. don't really know what is the full story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friend from Halliburton said their Bangkok counterpart is on holiday today.... And there is a travel advisory to Thailand....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friend from Bangkok replied my mail sounding optimistic and happy that his has a day off today. He thinks things will go well after tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My uncle ( a family friend) and my bf's friend in Bangkok cannot be contacted for comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is brought to you by smingtan.blogspot.com.... Stay tuned for more updates (if any lar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I have to thank my lucky lucky stars... That we went there and eat shop have fun with a peace of mind. Come back safely and that we are not stranded anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Else, like what &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/bangkok-shopping-sight-seeing-rr.html#comments"&gt;8enji&lt;/a&gt; say, I can write a book or do a movie like THE TERMINAL- sming version.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, exactly two weeks before the bombing in Hadyai, I was roaming those streets where 3 bombs that went off last week. Right on those streets.. Abit of black humour, I can imagine me being found cringing in pain but still stuffing the big fat chicken drumstick in my mouth. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(**&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Bloggers are condemning the terrorists acts.. Pls visit &lt;a href="http://nine3nine4.blogspot.com/"&gt;9393&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, I feel bad for the people in Hadyai, though they are not so friendly or sweet. The people there do depend 100% on tourism. I still remember I have this thought that night after the sexy girl show, that one day if tourists stop coming to Hadyai, the economy will die. The people would be badly effected. And now.... oh dear.... It's happening !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii... and please see what this wicked &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/bangkok-shopping-sight-seeing-rr.html#comments"&gt;8enji&lt;/a&gt; said. Konon-nya may be I am not lucky but the jinx to Thailand and that I brought havoc to the both places I went.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8enji, I AM COMING TO YOUR HOUSE THIS WEEKEND !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115872313658859668?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115872313658859668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115872313658859668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115872313658859668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115872313658859668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/double-lucky.html' title='Double lucky........'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115866052924064404</id><published>2006-09-19T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:08:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Random Things about ME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have been tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mistyeiz.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... who have now married to Ozzzzz.. Happy for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok....Here we go........!!&lt;em&gt;**rub hands gleefully**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love to eat. I live to eat.....My underworld name is &lt;strong&gt;'Wai Sek Mau'&lt;/strong&gt;.. Meow !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am getting fat. &lt;strong&gt;OKAAAAAY&lt;/strong&gt;... Correction....  I am getting fatter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*sulk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have quite of a temper- quick and hot.. And it is not getting any better with my age...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love dogs. Always wanted a dog of my own, but I am also afraid of the attachment. Later the dog die, I very susah hati ler.. Sometimes,I still dream and miss my hammy who passed away about 6 years ago. So, decided I will just go and play with dogs in pet shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am afraid of having babies.. I am terrified of the idea !! I hate it when people tell me my biological clock is ticking and I should have one before I reach 30... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My ambition is to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Siu Lai Lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... And I am still working on it. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok. This is only my second meme. What I do next ? I tag people right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kcch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ctchia.blogspot.com/"&gt;CtChia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sawblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alvin Saw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kahw33.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kah Wee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*smirk*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115866052924064404?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115866052924064404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115866052924064404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115866052924064404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115866052924064404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/six-random-things-about-me.html' title='Six Random Things about ME...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115857061886207825</id><published>2006-09-18T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T12:20:34.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok - Shopping - Sight Seeing- R&amp;R...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much? Cheap cheap ? You good I good ??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;These phrases have been &lt;em&gt;dominating&lt;/em&gt; my 'conversation' for the past one week... I think later I go buy chap fan( economy rice) also I will start to bargain with the aunty... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RM4.00 ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No NO..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RM 3.50- last price...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Top 10 stuff about Bangkok......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bangkok is a SHOPPING HEAVEN !!! I spent 8 days there. Half of the time I am shopping... Things are cheap there !! I went crazy ! As long you are not brand-conscious, you can go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bankrupt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there!! :P And even the Guy Laroche merchandise are so cheap there.. Instant noodle and it is so yummy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bangkok is &lt;strong&gt;INFESTED&lt;/strong&gt; with 7-11 convenience stores. They are everywhere !! Just at the place I am staying, one stretch of road- one on our left, one on our right, one opposite.. MAN !! My Bkk fren told me that there is 3,200 7-11 in Thailand. Whew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thai people are ADVENTUROUS... See this is what they eat... and it is sold out early every day. I wanted to try the grasshopper so that I can blog about it.. But after seeing this... no way ler !!! WELL... they don't have grasshoppers maaaa....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/bugs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/bugs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/dragon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/dragon.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The fren's place that we were putting up at does not have any pay channel. So at times, I spent the evening watching Thai sitcoms, news and shows. And commercials.. and I like their commercials. It is really creative and funny too... :) (&lt;em&gt;may be that is the only thing I can understand on their TV&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ah.. and the Thais are quite leng chai and leng lui also... I forsee ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Thumb touching each of my fingers in random sequence**)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that Thai Soap Operas would be a hit in near future- after the Jap and Korea fad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alot of local people talk to me in Thai... Hmm... So even though they are different than us, however, alot of them have Chinese blood. Just that they don't speak, read or write Chinese.... But at the tourist area, they can speak enough English to bargain and sell... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Thais &lt;strong&gt;worship&lt;/strong&gt; their King and Queen. His Majesty's photo can be found anywhere&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/uniform.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And on Monday, everyone wears this T Shirt.. their &lt;strong&gt;national uniform&lt;/strong&gt;... It is to celebrate His Majesty's reign of 60 years!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/uniform.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kinda scary to see everyone walking around in the same colour shirt. Also, they celebrate Mothers' Day in August and Fathers' Day in December. That is on the exact birthday of the Queen and King of Thailand. Very much respected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to this German beer brewary. It is a restaurant that brews its own beer. Beer is fresh !! Aaahh..!! And food is yummy!!! This is a really good concept but sadly it is not legal to have it in Malaysia..... On top of that, they have shows... Dances, cabaret, songs performance, games.. interesting !! This place has just celebrated its 7th Anniversary and going strong !!!! Have 400 staffs including the perfomers.... WOW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Something that I am quite astonished is that even though Bangkok has more foreign tourists than KL,anytime, the people there does not speak English very well.. Espescially the taxi drivers... Susah ler the language barrier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Generally, the standard of living there is lower. Espescially the food and clothes.. Imagine RM 10 for a fancy blouse... RM 19.90 for a handbag ( imitation or leather bag without brand though), RM 19.90 for those shoes with beads... RM 5-7 for a nice beach sandals.... Food at fancy restaurants (where the locals go one lar)- are also very very reasonable.. About RM 15-RM 25 for a dish.... Hmmmm.... Beer is cheap too !! SO cheap !!!!! Rm 2.50 for a can of beer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All in all, it was a good trip.. We did shopping, shopping and shopping.. Then we do one day of sight-seeing to Ayuthiya and river cruise.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/ayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/ayu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/arunJPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/arunJPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then spent 3D2N in a nearby town called Hua Hin. Beautiful and quiet place. Rest and relax. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/huahin.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that completes the trip.. Now, am back to reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And ppl, REALITY IS CRUEL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sigh........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115857061886207825?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115857061886207825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115857061886207825' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115857061886207825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115857061886207825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/bangkok-shopping-sight-seeing-rr.html' title='Bangkok - Shopping - Sight Seeing- R&amp;R...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115770680346663680</id><published>2006-09-08T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:13:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God we have Air Asia !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't jealous huh... Alot of people told me I have been going on alot of trips this year. Really lucky.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even my mom is complaining I travel much more than her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, I do thank my lucky stars that I get to travel so much this year espescially when I love travelling !! It's my passion. I don't mind using a no color screen phone but I must travel every year !! Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is a travel year as Air Asia gave out free tickets last year... :) I booked three trips with free tickets. Kota Kinabalu and Siem Reap. This is the last--&gt;Bangkok. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still remember that my bf said he was going to write a letter to Tony and request him to stop doing this free tickets promotions.. His girlfriend is booking the tickets like mad.. !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I would be away for a week. My bf got a fren there. So, we can stay at his place.. Save on accommodation.. free tickets.. Why not??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I might not be blogging for a week... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't miss me but do come back for more updates from Bangkok... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah I know.... Thailand again.. I m going there to import gigolos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115770680346663680?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115770680346663680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115770680346663680' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115770680346663680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115770680346663680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-god-we-have-air-asia.html' title='Thank God we have Air Asia !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115744697388061144</id><published>2006-09-05T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:02:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOOOOD in Hadyai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;S&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awadee kaaaap !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First meal. Brunch. Was ravenous. Well, we all were !! The very 'helpful' agent where we bought the return bus ticket brought us to a shop he claimed was cheap and nice. We din have time to choose...Waaaa... smell so nice like that. Finish d only realised, we went all the way to Hadyai and had &lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE BAK KUT TEH&lt;/strong&gt; !! &lt;em&gt;Pengsan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8310003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My Bf ordered teh-si.. And this is how they served the drink. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8310007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8310005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had my pork leg rice.. and an iced milo. All came up to RM 17.00 !! So expensive.. Just arrived also kena cut throat d. Next time dun believe in multi-dialect-super-friendly-tourist-agents !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Road side 'Delicacy'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is all over the place. Also some fried BIG fat chicken thighs... Smoked cuttle fish and stuff.. See the little chicks.. withthe small chicken feet. Geli hoh.. even though I eat chicken feet one also I geli.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Birdnest is everywhere.. RM 10-30. I had one on second night. RM 20 one.. mediocre range. eat d face wat wat luit luit.. bak bak shuit shuit.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P9010053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P9010053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner- First Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suckling Pig !!! For RM 80 only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;From this &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; become this &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; then become this &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then become...... the empty plate I forgot to take. :P&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8310028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And this is one of the best Pineapple Fried Rice I even had since I was 12 years old (had it in Bangkok). &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who ever know got nice superb PFR in KL pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee let me know !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast- second day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P9010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P9010039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some flat flat noodle with wan tan, with fish ball.. with also duno what all inside it.. A bit funny..But at least not exorbitant !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lunch we had some sa hor fan thingy in a shop. They use coal one. Not gas. Nicer ah ? I don't know .. taste the same. I was feeling lucky that I am still alive after the massage. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner- second day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P9010067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P9010067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went up to a 'hill top' restaurant. Overlooking the entire Hadyai, which was kinda flat. Caught a glimpse of sunset there. It was already setting d. Nice. Also manage to see some fireworks. I din bring my tripod.. so the photos din come out really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The restaurant name is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bon Khao Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Overall the food is ok there. But nice environment lor. Not too expensive though---&gt; Malaysian standard la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is one of the nice dishes I like during the trip.. Kerabu.. Yummy!!! But got cili padi.. I kena twice...errgh !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P9010088.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other than that we had some other stuff like tom yam etc.. like that lor. But you all must see this fish we ordered. Cannot see anything also.. Macam the fish already drowned in all the sauce. HAHAHA&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P9010093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast- Last Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing special. But this is really funny. How they serve the garlic and chil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;li.. So ORIGINAL hoh... :P&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P9020115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we had McD.. Heheh.. HAVE to.. Got pork one. :P Din take photo. Coz I am afraid my bf and frens will whack me. Coz everytime a dish is served and just when they want to take the food. I would be going &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;" EH !!! EH !! wait.......... I want to take photo first..... !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Hehehe......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115744697388061144?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115744697388061144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115744697388061144' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115744697388061144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115744697388061144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/foooood-in-hadyai.html' title='FOOOOOD in Hadyai'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115734187420261831</id><published>2006-09-04T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T12:18:41.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka - Anniversary Celebration at Hadyai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting to Hadyai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Due to last minute planning and budget constraint, we decided to take a bus to Hadyai. RM 50 due to peak period. Hours to reach there? Terrible. 12 hours. Yah...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; o-&lt;-&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5 hours spent on waiting at the borders. Our bus departed Puduraya at about 11.20pm. I count down to Merdeka with Zhau Gong on the bus. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reach the border about 5.15 am. Wait wait wait for the people there to fill up few columns on our entry card then depart about 7 am. I also don't understand the system. We could have done it ourselves !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then stopped for like half an hour at the ZON duty free shop. Then we were stuck at the Thai border for like 1.5 hours. I don't know ler. I was dozing off. Which was good, kill time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reach Hadyai about 11am Malaysian time. Whew! What a trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Coming back was ok. Left Hadyai at 1pm Malaysian time, reach Puduraya 9pm. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recommend to take Konsortium bus. Faster. We went with Sri Maju. Slow-nya !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did we do there ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Massage !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During this 2.5 days trip, we went for massage TWICE. They have strong hands.. mmmm.. strong.. Nice !And it was RM 24 for two hours !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheap leh.. If that is cheap, wait till you hear about the second day massage.. It was RM 20 for two hours !! Ooooo.... Good leh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But the second day massage lady was stronger, she was walking all over me. Crushing me with her thighs while 'massaging' my back.. I tot I was dying.. What was the word I learnt from CSI ? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asphyxia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; That is the word.. Aii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My friends then ask me why I never asked her to stop.. I want to 'ei ei' also cannot ler.. My mouth pushed down to the pillow.. Breathe also cannot lagi want to ask her to stop ... Hahaha.. Then she bent me in all sorts of position.. Whew... scary.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps. We went to Siam Center Hotel and Sakura Grand Hotel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping!! Beer!! Food !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Did some shopping. Go there also got Merdeka sale.hehe ! Shows that Malaysian tourists really contribute alot to Hadyai's economy. Just did abit of shopping. But that is all we can do. The guys was like going in and out 7-11 for beer. Cheap.. Almost 50% off.. So they were like downing 3-4 cans/bottle a day. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is kinda funny that beer or liquor is for sale only at a certain period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11am - 2pm and then 5pm till 12 midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Other time, they lock the alcohol cooler door. Hmm.. Interesting huh !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Other than that, eat lor... Not really superb but I had really yummy pineapple fried rice ( cannot find in Malaysia so far). N one kerabu salad.. Yummy !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will post another entry on food later. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexy girl Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See.. this is it. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/P9010036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This photo really very difficult to get. I got 'scolded' by this manly woman for taking photo. She was like saying the police will catch me la. Got video camera catching me red handed taking the photo la.. Gotta delete the photo. Bla bla !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wa.. want to intidimate me ah? So I retorted that she did not even put a do not take photos sign. And what is so secretive about this ler !!!! She toned down abit but still mumbling. I bluffed her that I am deleting but she din want to look at my camera. So I din delete ler. haha. Anyway, i took this photo because it was really funny, it says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiger show. Got make love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;We went for it but not for the "love making part"- more for the experience. Was quite boring. The intercourse part was boring and I find it really sad for them. To do something so intimate, live, in front of so many people. :(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, there is no tiger ler. I think they meant Thai girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then there were dances, where the girls wear really sexy undies and start stripping.. I was sitting on the side. Din get a good view. Anyway, nothing much to see ler coz I also got ma. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just go for the experience I would say. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;People there are kinda rude i would say. Not as friendly and nice as the Cambodians. And are quite opportunists. The travel agents will haunt you once you stepped down from the bus. When they see single men, they will offer you 'special service'. Errm.. I also duno what to say la. I saw a group of young men calling for escort service. Then two ah pek also got. Geli... Aii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, the massage parlour we went don't allow the girls to go to rooms for massage anymore. They also cannot go out with customers for dinner. That is better I think. Maintain some vice-less activity there.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8310032.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Notorious Pink Lady. I din go in. But the guys told me you can choose the girls from an aquarium. The rooms are filled with mirrors. Errmm.. for performance review worr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;The people there do surprised me. They can speak Mandarin, Hokkien and Cantonese!!! Self learnt so that they can communicate with the tourists !! I do respect them. The Hokkien they speak puts me in shame, and the level of mandarin they can converse in also puts alot of chinese bananas in shame. Aii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was kinda funny to converse with non-chinese in our mother tongue. We were so used to speak to foreigners with English. At least I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bad point. We cannot do our own talk. Unless we speak our Bahasa. However, there are Malays there too.. Ai yo yo..susah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mode of transport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P9010040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is their tuk tuk.. it is all over the place. :) Cheap. Easy to get around town. They also have motorbikes as 'taxi'. Just find those with vests. And see that the passenger is not required to wear helmet. (just behind the tuk tuk) Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you plan to go to the hill for dinner (which we did) and visit the temples, better to get a van. Slightly more expensive but at least comfortable. Just hop in to one of the tour agent. Bargain abit ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok here are some pictures of things that are different from Malaysia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;-FireHydrants.-&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Post Box-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/P8310012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Construction method. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P9010051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See the timber used in between for support. In Malaysia, we use process wood. Here it is half processed wood, half timber. Interesting huh? i also din know. But I have one contractor, one housing developer with me on the trip, so I know lor !!! Hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8310014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. That is all about Hadyai. For now. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115734187420261831?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115734187420261831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115734187420261831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115734187420261831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115734187420261831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/merdeka-anniversary-celebration-at.html' title='Merdeka - Anniversary Celebration at Hadyai'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115733823212886020</id><published>2006-09-04T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T10:50:32.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I write anything about my Hadyai trip, just want to note that today is my dad's birthday. Or was his birthday. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A silent moment for dad. A prayer for dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss you. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Words that I never said when he was alive. Words that I want him to hear so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Irony. Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Never wait to show your love. How true it is. How late it is to realise now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't take things for granted then regret. A living example sits here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115733823212886020?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115733823212886020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115733823212886020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115733823212886020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115733823212886020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/09/dads-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115692914152736336</id><published>2006-08-30T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:12:25.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man! It has already been four years !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suddenly, I just remembered. It is our 4th anniversary !! Hehehe. Exactly when we started the relationship, we both also don't know. Blur case. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later lar when I am in the mood I would write and explain why. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Tarik harga first)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, time flies huh. I cannot imagine it has been already four years... :) This is my longest ever relationship. His one 5 years. Sien. &lt;em&gt;**muka senget**&lt;/em&gt; One more year to out do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know  I know. Going to get married d.. the ex also married d.. also want to be jealous meh ? But perempuan memang like that one maaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm.. How are we celebrating ? Don't know. Last three years, we never actually emphasize on our anniversary. May be becoz we don't know which date. Or may be it is so near to my birthday. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we did a 3 in 1 celebration last year at Villa Dianalli. Came up to Rm 300+ for two of us. Typical Mr. Kiam Siap made noise la. Then I gave him my killer stare and said ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Tiga tahun satu kali, apa lu mau lagi ???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;That silenced him. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This year, we sort of going to celebrate it at Hadyai. Sort of== going with another 3 friends. And the idea was proposed by them. But, ok la. I am okie one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wedding anniversary dun cin cai cin cai can already. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going tonight. Taking midnight bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sounds tired hoh.. But I am looking forward to this trip. Relax and clear the mind abit. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, till then !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERDEKA MERDEKA MERDEKA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115692914152736336?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115692914152736336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115692914152736336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115692914152736336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115692914152736336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/man-it-has-already-been-four-years.html' title='Man! It has already been four years !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115675696432536261</id><published>2006-08-28T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:36:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's learn some Mandarin proverbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mari murid murid, biar cikgu sming ajar sikit cheena saying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First proverb. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/zi%20tau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zi Tao Ku Chi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Means sendiri cari one. More in a victim way. Example like you helped a friend, but things didn't really worked out well, but instead of appreciating your help, she blamed you. Then you can say, "Aii.. I really zi tao ku chi..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second one.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/xiao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yi Xiao Ren Zhi Xin Duo Jun Zi Zhi Fu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Direct translation means you use the heart of a 'villian' to measure the stomach of a Gentleman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Funny hoh. How to explain ler ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The best scenario I can think of.... mmmm....is you know a friend who is looking for a specific car to buy, you know of a good salesman and recommended it to her. Then she eyes you with suspiscion and think that you are trying to make profit out of it. That you are getting commission when you were helping her out of good will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, you give it back to her right in the eye using this proverb. "You might thought of doing something like this, but I am not!! Yi xiao ren zhi xin duo jun zi zhi fu !!!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think two for today is just nice yeah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kinda negative proverbs.. To match my mood for today. Anyway, there are alot of these unappreciative b*tches in this world. So it is good to learn up so that you can use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Raise the beer glass.. drown those sorrows !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115675696432536261?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115675696432536261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115675696432536261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115675696432536261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115675696432536261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-learn-some-mandarin-proverbs.html' title='Let&apos;s learn some Mandarin proverbs'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115639527017045465</id><published>2006-08-24T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:24:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results of the Jewellary Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Immediately after the &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/jewellery-fair-coming-to-mandarin.html"&gt;Jewellary Fair&lt;/a&gt; weekend, it was my trip to Siem Reap. So, that is my excuse for not blogging about it earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, I have got my ring d !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yay !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No pictures yet coz I am tarik-ing harga. For what ? I also don't know. May be coz my bf knows for sure I am going to marry him ( bought house together already, wedding ring also accepted d).. So I cannot tarik harga with him. I have to tarik harga here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pathetic hoh... Aii.. ini lah kisah sedih seorg perempuan yg bernama sming... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we went into the fair. My bf was walking around, n bcoz I cannot tarik harga and he never give me a chance to tarik harga, I got angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We almost got in to a fight there. Almost no ring.. Aii.... we two lebih one la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So after we put all the childish acts behind, we walked like super cool adults to an exhibitor from Hong Kong. Ahem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saw a few rings -&lt;em&gt;Okieeeee laaaaa.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, suddenly my eyes fell on one of the rings... the earth moved.. the sky thundered...The mountains crumbled.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe. No lar.. Bluff you one laaa.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it was really love at first sight. Discuss discuss, the sales girl bodek bodek abit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I sort of made up my mind then d, (very fast - within 30 mins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The size, the diamond, the price was just right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I have to walk around to make sure I had surveyed the market maaaa.. Anyway, after going around a few booths, the ring was like calling to me from the first booth, tugging my heart... i couldn't concentrate, and was worried that someone would buy it before me.... So, we went back and got the ring. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was just my size..... NO need to re-adjust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I just have the feeling that the ring is just for me. hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have done some pre-shopping before, but there was never a design that I really liked as this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My bf also got his ring at the fair. Anyway, I am not sure if the groom is supposed to buy both rings or he would buy for me and I buy for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's the tradition ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I told bf I would buy for him. Coz that would be the only ring he would wear and I want him to tell people it is the love of his life who bought for him. :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, I so sayang you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Break for you all to go vomit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY DILEMMA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wore the ring for the weekend. I put it back in the box on the night itself. But I just couldn't resist, and wore it on Sunday to my brother's graduation.. flashing the ring the whole day.. :P- beh tahan me lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I have taken it out coz I don't want to wear it to Siem Reap. My bf have asked me to wear it from now on. I don't want coz I know he is trying to worm his way out from proposing to me.. heheheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So far, I have been able to resist the temptation to wear it.. But I don't know for how long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After writing this, my heart is itching again... So, I really don't know how...I have thought of few options d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Wait wait wait wait to wear it after the registration.. Then only got 'feeel' ma....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Wait for him to propose. Wear it on the middle finger first and then change it after registration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. To hell to novelty.. already saw the ring what.. Just wear it !! Why keep it??? !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Any suggestion from you guys ???  I particualarly like this one that my colleague suggested: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Wear it and tell him it is a beautiful birthday gift. :P"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok. Tell me what would you all do or what would recommend to me..... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115639527017045465?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115639527017045465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115639527017045465' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115639527017045465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115639527017045465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/results-of-jewellary-fair.html' title='Results of the Jewellary Fair'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115614672998695475</id><published>2006-08-21T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:54:25.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisiting the glory of Khmer Empire in Siem Reap ~14-17 Aug 2006~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am back. Yay !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We made a trip to Siem Reap, Cambodia. This is where to famous &lt;strong&gt;Angkor Wat&lt;/strong&gt; is. Angkor Wat has been my target next Wonder of the World after Eiffel Tower. Yay !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;However, it is not until I planned my trip, I learnt that Angkor Wat is not the only jewel in Siem Reap. There are many more temples that is really beautiful that we seldom heard of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Angkor Wat is the most famous one because it is the biggest and grandest temple. Also it signifies the peak of glory of the Khmer empire back in those good old days. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I cannot remember when or who built it. Coz I was only interested in taking photos. Hehehe !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, there are plenty of temples around Siem Reap. May be dozens of them. Don't need to visit all of them and I will just highlight a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Temples&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8150024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8150024.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;The temples are built as early as in the 8th century. And the later ones are like early 13th century. And each was either built by different kings during their reign. So each king had built their own temples or rebuilt the existing ones. Generally, the temples are mostly made of sandstones of the Apsara dancers and with the influence of the Hindu religion. Apsara dancers are something like heavenly nymphs.... I didn't really listen - short concentration span. Anyway, this is an example of a carving of an Apsara dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Also there are temples that have the influence of Buddhism, mostly after the 10th Century. However, many statues have been defaced or looted. Some are defaced during the war and some because the Hindus rejected the influence of Buddhism. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P8160199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="171" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8160199.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's kinda sad to see the ruins of some temples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, the Cambodians are very proud and protective of their temples. Most temples are also now labeled as World Heritage by UNESCO. So I believe the temples would be really well preserved and that the next generations would definitely be able to go back to enjoy the splendour of the temples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This series 'photo frame' design and hall way structure can be found in almost all the architecture. Very interesting...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8160055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P8150102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The colours of the temples can be quite dull. So do wear bright coloured clothing if you all do go there. You would definitely stand out !! ( but avoid orange- else you would be like a monk ).. Hehehe !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The temples are beautiful places to take photos. May be because I like ruins and old buildings. If I have the $$, I would go there and take my wedding photos. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I will just share some photos of the temples that I really like and would recommend as MUST-GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angkor Wat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ini tak payah cakap banyak&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/wat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bayon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/bayon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Very interesting temple. A 'forest' of 4 faced statues representing the Buddha and also their current king which is really kind and loved by the people of Khmer. My favourite temple!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Banteay Srey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/sdrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Loosely translate as the Citadel of Women. Also said as the most beautiful temple due to it's detailed carvings. Also one of the few temples made of pink sandstone.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/srei%20carvings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Banteay Samre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/samre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A quiet temple that is really peaceful and interesting design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ta Prohm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/taporhm.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ahh.. This one is made popular by one of the paint advertisement. Was it Nippon or Dulux ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like it here too. Can take alot of nice photos. We took one with six of us posing witih splash of different bright colours. I should send it to the paint company and thus, we can be the next models in their advertisment. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Neak Pean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/khanJPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is also one special one. This tower has four ponds surrounding it. So from the air, it looks like a red cross design. Ironically, it used to be a hospital too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a spectacular view. I would call it a rainbow cloud. One of the rare masterpiece of Mother Nature. Interesting !! Taken by our guide. We were lucky that we have him. So we took alot of really nice photos. :) Would definitely recommend him to those who want to go to Siem Reap.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I can give you his contact. Email me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;The Cambodians are generally sweet, soft spoken and very honest people. They are also very polite and helpful people. I like them. :) Still very pure and untainted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;While I was changing money, at the money exchange, they leave stacks of money on the table top. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;My first thought was "Hey, isn't that just attracting robbers ??" The guide said, "Nothing to worry about! It is really safe here." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Poor they might be, but they are contented with their simple life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Another scenario is that when we were walking to pub street, this bunch of tuk-tuk drivers were asking if we need their service. We said no but we asked for directions. And they happily helped us. If it was in Hong Kong, I think they would just huffed a 'I-don't-know' answer and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also when we were shopping at Central Market. Soo was bargaining for a bag. I was looking around and the man next stall invited me in to see more designs. Naturally I called out to Soo coz she is interested not me. That man instead of eagerly welcome the potential buyers, he chided me softly not to call out to my friend as it will interrupt the possible 'transaction'. Man ! They have intergrity !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a photo of a boy in a bucket. Paddling in the great lake of Tonle Sap. Waves can be &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;quite strong so it is kinda scary to us (even that we are swimmers). But they will paddle to the tourists' boats, do some funny antics and thus, beg for money. These boys are very young at age. But they look very old and also with yellowish hair. Too much sun I guess. And with their hard work paddling and carrying things, the young men here have really toned bodies !! Six packs ? No problemo !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/floating.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/floating.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is typical house on the floating village of Tonle Sap. All in one room studio. And it is consider big d..They even have floating schools and churches too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The people drink, bathe and wash clothes from the same water of this lake.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, people, let's count our blessings. We are so much more well-provided here in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to Cambodia to see the great Angkor Wat, I came back respecting the simple people of Khmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115614672998695475?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115614672998695475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115614672998695475' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115614672998695475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115614672998695475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/revisiting-glory-of-khmer-empire-in.html' title='Revisiting the glory of Khmer Empire in Siem Reap ~14-17 Aug 2006~'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115526658455610520</id><published>2006-08-11T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T11:23:04.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rancangan Tergendala ~Harap Maaf~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehehe... As if I have been posting everyday huh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I am off for a short trip.. So would not be blogging for a week... But, stay tuned for trip updates.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Am I excited? I don't know. I think I was. Until what happened last nite. My phone call to Sue that goes somthing like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hello....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What wind blow you here ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Air Asia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAR ?? What happened ?? Don't scare me aaaaaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**terkejut also**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh eh.. Nothing la.. Aii. Just wanna ask you to confirm the flight schedule for next Monday. Coz now we changed terminal d. From KLIA to LCCT. My fren ask me to confirm schedule worr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ohhh.. I thought what happened.. okok. I'll call tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~continue with other stuff like my 168.... her new house.. for like 5mins~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So when you sending your mom back to home town?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This Sunday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh she is not staying till Monday ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No lar. We are going off ma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Where are you all going ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh.. what you talking ? You forgot about our trip ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oops.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahahaa!! How can it slipped out of my mind? This has been THE place I wanted to go since so long ago.(ok, it is one of THE places...hehehe). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where have the excitement gone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This trip have been planned since last year.  May be the excitement have worned off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, let's hope we have a good one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't miss me ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps. Jewellary fair is this weekend. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115526658455610520?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115526658455610520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115526658455610520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115526658455610520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115526658455610520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/rancangan-tergendala-harap-maaf.html' title='Rancangan Tergendala ~Harap Maaf~'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115501005718255625</id><published>2006-08-08T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:47:11.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARI INI DALAM SEJARAH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;28 yrs ago... was my mom's first labour and birth of her first child. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There!! Now everyone know how old I am.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, it is a good number.. yee fattt... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. Looking back of all my years. Not much accomplishment...sad to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yat si mou seng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I don't care lah...  Today is my ngau yat !! I will just celebrate !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ever since I reach 21 yrs old, this date means I am getting older.. BUT, I still look forward and feel special on all my birthdays!! Looking forward to the phone calls, the smses, the emails, the dinners/lunches..... the PRESENTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I will take this opp to thank everyone for their sweet birthday wishes..dinner/ lunch treats.. pressies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you for making me feel special today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ps. Espescially BBW that tahan with my nonsense and lagung jokes the whole day ! -AND the lomantic dinner at saujana resort last night.. :P)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115501005718255625?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115501005718255625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115501005718255625' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115501005718255625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115501005718255625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/hari-ini-dalam-sejarah.html' title='HARI INI DALAM SEJARAH...'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115494352061041798</id><published>2006-08-07T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T17:38:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Golden" Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was having dinner with a girl friend few days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And she was telling me about something I said to her earlier this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Memory Flashback.. Blurry scenes**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four girls in my car. I was driving them out for a all-girl thingy. Duno how it started and we were talking about our boyfriends and soon the conversation shifted to 'before and after'. How the guys treated the ladies differently before the ladies accepted them. Married gf was then telling about her husband.. Before and after marriage.. And soon the conversation was more like filing complaints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Suddenly, without really thinking, I blurted out these 'golden words'. It was like an invisible hand broke through the clouds and touched my head. ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exaggerate abit mar :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Aii yaaa.. not only them change la. We girls also change lar. You say you all got change or not afterall these years? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone laughed in agreement and changed the topic. And, I have then forgotten ALL about it (means I still go and blame my bf: &lt;em&gt;"Last time u not like this one !! Now u find me boring LAH"&lt;/em&gt; ) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;So only until that night, my girl fren reminded me about it. She said my words really made an impact in her relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She realised, that she should not be blaming that only her bf changed after years of courtship; she herself had changed too. And arguements had reduce immensely since then.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px" height="96" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/is.jpg" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Trrrrng....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An angel halo appear over my frizzy-haired head !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahaha !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She sort of thanked me for that. Anyway, her remark made me kembang the whole weekend. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I am posting this to remind myself and everyone who needed to be reminded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Not to take your partner for granted. Things might not be as sweet or as mushy or as coochy poochy as it were.. but never let the love die, the romance disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the KPCs.. wanna know how I changed since I first pak taw with my bf four years ago &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Month end is our anniversary !!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People who know me well enough would know that I do not bring tissue papers with me. During the courtship and when we first went out, I always have a pack of tissue papers with me. So after dinner or whenever he needs it, I will whip out a tissue for him. Ever ready.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So lady- like right ?? Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just few months after our relationship went steady, I went back to my good old self. No more tissues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So he will go" Tissue leh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A very fierce reply will come " Sendiri take lar! You think I tissue dispenser ah ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah.. that is how I cheated him. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115494352061041798?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115494352061041798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115494352061041798' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115494352061041798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115494352061041798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-golden-advice.html' title='My &quot;Golden&quot; Advice'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115451547797669219</id><published>2006-08-03T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:01:34.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer to Can Dogs Swim ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you everyone for answering my &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/can-dogs-swim.html#comments"&gt;question&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it was fun to see everyone's answers.. Hehe.. Some sure. Some not so sure. One wanna talk about cats. One is a dog expert pulak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My shortest post but with most comments &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(appx. one third contributed by myself. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think a better question would be &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can &lt;strong&gt;ALL &lt;/strong&gt;Dogs swim&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It all started when I saw this photo by a fren's fren on Kodakgallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/924606318305_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Isn't this doggy cute?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;( NOTE:- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BBW, DOGS ARE NOT FOOD. DOGS ARE FRIENDS. Men's best friend in fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehe. I wonder if my brother's dog in Penang can swim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is of Akita breed. Name is BeBe. Stupid name right ? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( &lt;em&gt;Bebe&lt;/em&gt;- suppose to mean sleep/ nap- my fat brother's baby talk &lt;strong&gt;**roll eyes&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I complained about the name for 3 days 2 nights. Until my mom asked me to get my own dog. Anyway, Bebe is with us more than one year d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is how she looked like when she came in Feb 05.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/414884468DXKcZM_ph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soooooooo Cute right ? I oooo and aaaa-ed all over her the whole Chinese New Year !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/414884684oekHeq_ph.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And this in March 05. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/bb2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BIG difference right? When I first saw her again then, I blurted out: &lt;em&gt;"EEE.........why you so BIG d ? Not cute d !!" &lt;/em&gt;As if she understand me. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt; .. But &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this one below is a nice IC/ passport photo of her. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/bb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think she has stopped growing.. this is how she is during CNY this year. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/bb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not much difference compared to now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/bb5JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the noti face.. eeee. geram !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aii I miss her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My youngest brother wrestles with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She can be quite acquisitive. Sometimes she respond the me when she is in the mood. BUT she always respond ( SIT !!!! HAND!! TOUCH!!!!) when I have food in my hand. Sien...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Worse is she bullys me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jumps on me even when I shout " I beat you .....I beat youu......" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiii.. susah. Got school bully now got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Buli di rumah pulak.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, this time my turn to bully her. I'll take her to the swimming pool in USM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can imagine our Muslim friends shouting: '"EH EH.... CIK !!!! TAK HALAL lar !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oppps.. sorry. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK. This is for BBW. Gotta be nice to him coz he is remembering my birthday. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can cats swim ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115451547797669219?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115451547797669219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115451547797669219' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115451547797669219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115451547797669219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/answer-to-can-dogs-swim.html' title='Answer to Can Dogs Swim ?'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115448692858491980</id><published>2006-08-02T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:28:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akademi Fantasia 4 Cash Winner worrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I received this sms on my cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;TAHNIAH.. Simcard Anda Memenangi hadiah cek Tunai RM.9000 dari AFM &lt;akademi&gt;. Sila hubungi: &lt;15&gt; Terimakasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;These people think I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LULU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you believe these people ? First they spammed our mailbox. Now they are spamming our cell phones !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That day I received at least 20 sms of the same sms from this restaurant promoting their latest set lunch. I deleted until my fingers sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At least emails you can reply to request them to remove you from the receipient list or block these emails under SPAM/ JUNK mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think it is about time for the service providers to come out with some spam management product for mobile phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115448692858491980?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115448692858491980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115448692858491980' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115448692858491980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115448692858491980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/akademi-fantasia-4-cash-winner-worrr.html' title='Akademi Fantasia 4 Cash Winner worrr'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115448551226605066</id><published>2006-08-02T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T10:25:12.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Dogs Swim?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Question of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Answers to be revealed in the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115448551226605066?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115448551226605066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115448551226605066' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115448551226605066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115448551226605066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/08/can-dogs-swim.html' title='Can Dogs Swim?'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115398784987941548</id><published>2006-07-27T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:10:49.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewellery Fair coming to Mandarin Oriental KL !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few days ago, Jason sent me a &lt;a href="http://www.elite.com.my/"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to  &lt;strong&gt;Malaysia International Jewellery Fair 2006&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First thing I did was to check the recepient list and then I replied something like this to Jason:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"OOII.. why you never send this to my boyfriend lar.. **HINT **HINT !!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Hehehe.. nowadays have to si ai bin abit.. Sendiri mari one. Wait some more mosquito also sleep d lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I was watching tv with my bf last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 10- 13 August... Hehehe ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like very proud like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What ? ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abit blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; 10-13 August... you know what is happening ah ? ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somemore very proud wanna show off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ohhhh.. Jewellery Fair maa. ( &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;light bulb appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh.. So smart one....You  know ah ???( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stewpid, I am the one who ask Jason to forward the  link to you lar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of course la.&lt;strong&gt; **smug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ok lar.. I bring you there la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For what ?&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Fishing....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bring you there to buy your ring lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;**Eyes watering... beaming with love in the heart.. the legs shaking... the heart thumping very fast.. the clock was like stopped for this romantic moment**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before I can say anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) Can only choose those &lt;strong&gt;less than&lt;/strong&gt; RM1,500.00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CI LA KAK punya KIAM SIAP boyfriend !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115398784987941548?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115398784987941548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115398784987941548' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115398784987941548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115398784987941548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/jewellery-fair-coming-to-mandarin.html' title='Jewellery Fair coming to Mandarin Oriental KL !!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115397079228738086</id><published>2006-07-27T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T12:28:15.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Night Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was going through my Hong Kong pictures and it just reminded me how beautiful Hong Kong is at night. And of coz, I also remember my little experience.. actually let's not be modest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I HAVE TO blog about how I took these photos. It was a HASSLE !! hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OK. Let's continue from after me meeting the &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/06/20060616-23-hong-kong.html#comments"&gt;Hong Kong star&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/lizhidandan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/lizhidandan.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had my Lin Zhi Dan Dan. Dunno how to translate. Sendiri see the photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Did some window shopping and went up to the Peak View area. It was only 6pm. Si beh sian. I am there already. The sun not setting yet. All the Hong Kong drama say Night Hong Kong hou leng.. &lt;em&gt;Hiong Gong yeh geng hai zhui leng gek&lt;/em&gt; !! So, I die die also must SIT there and wait till the sun set lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What did I do ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Read my travel guide book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Look at the stuff I bought earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Look at the Japanese guy next to me playing Tetris ( no, not leng chai one). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then fan away the smoke from the Japanese uncle's ciggy on my other side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kay poh chee see what the aunties and si lais are eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See the young cute toddler walk around. Laugh quietly when she fall and cry (cute marr....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then the dad come and carry her.. oo and aaaa al over her... aii buoy tahan...so precious meh. Make a mental note that next time I would tell my children to stand up themselves. Don't be a sissy. hehehe. Military training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, see a noti ang mo boy pee at the pillar without taking off his pants. Eh that barger can walk n run d. So sia sui. No toilet trainng meh ? My dog also know better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then kap chai kap lui.... and soon mm geng mm gok also 7.30pm d. I see all the kiasu ppl taking all the nice spots with good view. Sien. I also become kia su.. and manage to grab a spot at the very corner side and took this photo.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/1..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not nice hoh. So I whipped out my tripod. ( my brother's one actually) Then very yau yeng set up my tripod. The two young chinese in front of me also scared d. Still boh sui, I have to zoom in to get rid of the 'construction site' of the peak tower..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe.. So, I inched forward. See, I cannot get the whole view without the zhor deng construction place.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly, the couple in front of the chinese guys walked off. Wah before that two can move, I grabbed my tripod and bag.. and POOF ! I was standing in front of them d. Yes they are not leng chai so I dun care. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Better right ? But still got the edge of the building on the right side of the photo. Oh OH ! There is another space. I zig zagged and manage to squeeze in a small gap in front of one gang of young China tourists. First, I conquer the small space with my tripod. Slowly, I inched in with my arm. then half of my body.. and ok.. I am in position !! Though not really comfortable.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aiii.. these China tourists when wanna move away? They are also pushing me nearer to the couple in front. Ahh.. this is interesting. It is a couple from South Africa. But they are not speaking any native language but English. So I eavesdropped lar. Not that I have a choice. Radio also say humans cannot shut our ears.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, this man was trying to impress the woman with his 'success' stories as a lawyer. Kap! Kap !Kap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ai yoo... I was thinking you two wanna chit chat go sit aside lar. This photographer from Malaysia got serious things to do you know ?? I gotta take nice nice photograph of Hong Kong ok? I waited almost TWO hours to take these photos ok?? MOVE LA !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I inched in. Sort of elbowed the lady. She gave me a glance. I smiled sweetly at her. She nodded in return. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But she so damn mm seng muk. Or may be she purposely one. May be she is territorial also. Again in order to take nice professional photo, I bumped in to her. What to do? She is HUGE you know. I think double of me. She turned around. Again I smiled- extra sweet this time. She forced a small smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But through our brain waves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pat por ! Move your big fat black ass to the seats there lar. Don't chit chat here with ur butt facing the scenary. I wanna take photo, OKAY ???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;She:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You small Chinese witch ! Give me some space ok? I am trying moochy coochy with this lawyer ok ?? And, I CAME HERE FIRST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, I didn't give a damn. And, I stayed in my position. Securing myself more when the group if Chinese youngster move away. hehe. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now only the two chinese man moved closer. :P&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I can be quite stubborn sometimes. After sometime, I think they gave up on me. How to be romantic when every once in awhile a small round nose is poking into your conversation and a pair of sepet eyes are watching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YAY !! I WON !!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/8.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think with them moving away. I inched forward with at least a space of 4 people. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still not the best spot. But ok already. This photo above also very nice d ok? Cannot complain d. I never take photo at night so cun one ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, I also tired d. Tiring of being kiasu. Tired for hawking for a inch of space. So I have these photos. Not easy ok ? And I am proud to show off them.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, Hong Kong Island is beautiful at night. Find a nice quiet spot without ppl like me. And it would be really romantic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115397079228738086?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115397079228738086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115397079228738086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115397079228738086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115397079228738086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/beautiful-night-hong-kong.html' title='Beautiful Night Hong Kong'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115345503985254831</id><published>2006-07-21T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:27:35.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An affair with Durian Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was Wednesday. My durian worms were crawling all over me...So, after dinner, Sue and I went to have durian at the SS2 stall.&lt;br /&gt;We had Red prawn --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hong Har&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Branded durian, OK?? We got standard one... :P&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Anyway, after few bites, both of us find it not so satisfying; so, we called the Durian Guy to come over.&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh, leng chai. This durian not nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah...watery one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is it? But Hong Har is like that one worr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No lar. Like that one meh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sue:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It is lam lam pek pek.( soft soft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DG:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No. It is memang liek this one. Looks watery only. But how is the taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sure or not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sue:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No worr. Like abit funny leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DG:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yeah yeah... BUT. how is the taste ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;**looks at Sue...Don't know how to answer..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Errr.. **&lt;em&gt;Said in her exact words with her very serious face** &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOU LEI YI QIN KUM JENG lor !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Not as superb as you used to be)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DG:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;**blinked**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; ** trying to keep my poker face. We are negotiating mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Damn ! The table next to us must think we had a threesome sometime back with this Durian Guy &lt;em&gt;**blush&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After a sec, he manage to reply Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DG:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ngo pat lau dou kum jeng ke wor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have always been this superb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;** Cannot tahan d. Spluttering with laughter**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; **Joined in after realising her faux pas**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negotiation settled with another small durian FOC. Yummy !!&lt;br /&gt;Reward: Had a great laugh that night (still laughing now) and exercising of face muscles. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that Durian Leng Chai will always remember us. Or at least Sue who said he was JENG !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115345503985254831?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115345503985254831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115345503985254831' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115345503985254831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115345503985254831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/affair-with-durian-guy.html' title='An affair with Durian Guy'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115327387502470288</id><published>2006-07-19T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T11:43:40.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Italian Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH MAN !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so going to Italy next year !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at these men.... &lt;em&gt;**faint... I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know who is who..Don't know, don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or are they all really on the Italian soccer team. I don't care either. I just know they are drop dead SEXY.... **sigh.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, is Fabio among them ?? Cannot recognize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ource: A forwarded email: &lt;strong&gt;FW: Fw: Fw: Italian Soccer team, mama mia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUYS: Enter at your own risk. I am not responsible for any inferior feelings you would have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/WhollyHoney.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the water dripping from his chin... ooo...I think can see his butt crack abit. I go bring sponge !! Sponge sponge the dragon and then....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Suffice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Suffice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too hairy on the face for me. Still ok lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Smallfears[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Smallfears%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiyooo..Looks at those lips. Male version of Angelina Jolie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Sexysmoker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Sexysmoker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK.. This pose abit too sissy..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Sandyboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Sandyboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PLEASE !! Tell me you two cutie pies are NOT gay partners !!! Pretty pleaseeee.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Rosary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Rosary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK.. not really my type... Pouty lips. And that cap.... Errrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Reynaldo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Reynaldo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This guy is CUTE !!  He looks familiar !! Who ah ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Julien.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Julien.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can someone look so obscenely sexy ??? Aaaaiii...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Italyforever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Italyforever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at those abs and his eyes !! Yes! I am a sun worshipper too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Homage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Homage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This one ah..Err.. "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ah Boy, go where your shorts Don't walk around in your dei kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/FreddyLJungberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/FreddyLJungberg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manly old balding uncle feel.  OK lar. got his own manly attractiveness..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Chic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Chic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Is it me only? Or you also feel that it is a woman trapped in a man's body( very nice one though)  looking at us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/Capboy[1].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/Capboy%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boyishly CUTE !! I like his eyes.. Pierce through my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/blw028.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/blw028.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saving the best for last !! Even though half face.. He is still so sexy....... My fav !! Ohh.. He is sooooo geng.. He can breathe through one nostril only ler... Another half in the water ler.  So skillful... aiyo......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Loong Siu:&lt;/strong&gt; I c c only.. I only love you niaaaa.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;(must bodek first else die no full corpse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, who is your favourite ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I still remember few years back before I found my true love( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bodek again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) and I was still quite down with my love life. I told my friends I want to go Italy and find a leng chai and pak taw... have one &lt;em&gt;huang huang lit lit&lt;/em&gt; affair. Love till &lt;em&gt;fan shan shui guat&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(body become powder, bone breaking into small pieces)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then, come back and start my life fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha.. Some silly dreams....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115327387502470288?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115327387502470288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115327387502470288' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115327387502470288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115327387502470288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/sexy-italian-men.html' title='Sexy Italian Men'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115310888542354041</id><published>2006-07-17T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T14:09:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One full moon party: One Wedding in Aruba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enough to cause a small whirlpool on my Monday Bluez mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is not really similar to the &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-are-you-getting-married.html"&gt;so-called pressure&lt;/a&gt; I had before.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What am I thinking actually ? I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last two Fridays, my bf and few of his buddies went to Poppy to hang out. I tagged along. After a drink or two, my bf went out to bring in the other friend who was late. Stevie who was left with me 'entertained' me with questions. When we are getting married? Had my bf bought the ring yet ? And, he even speculated that my bf is going to propose soon!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isshh- Don't spoil the fun lar. I want a surprise !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, my bf came in with the other friend. Questions dropped. Then, this friend of his whom I had only met for the third time, took the baton. He started to talk to me about our wedding plans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Imagine this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Booze intoxicating your system. Loud music blasting your ear drums. Nicotine clouding your lungs. Macho guys eyeing the chics. Scantily claded chics writhing on the dance floor. And, he was talking about my wedding. My &lt;strong&gt;"sacred"&lt;/strong&gt; wedding. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;From wedding photos, the reception, events management, the dinner, the MC, the band, ring till honeymoon. EVERYTHING!! He was just this close from asking me if I want help during my confinement period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looks like I am being sold in to getting married. At a place of sins.. Poppy Garden. Even the name is sinful. Ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With the memory still fresh, my bf and I went to his friend's baby's full moon party yesterday evening. Same gang of friends. High school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looking at the small baby, she is so tiny. So fragile. Did my maternal feelings come gushing out ? NO. But I was more like, man ! That is a new life. It's a BABY!! &lt;em&gt;(Obviously huh!!-Mind was blank)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looking at the dad... I am acquainted to this friend for sometime. He had some hiccups in his love life few years back. And, now he is a &lt;strong&gt;father&lt;/strong&gt;. It was like. &lt;em&gt;**blink blink&lt;/em&gt; He broke up with the x-gf. &lt;em&gt;**blink blink&lt;/em&gt; He is attached with a new girl.&lt;em&gt; **blink blink&lt;/em&gt; He is getting married !! &lt;em&gt;**blink blink&lt;/em&gt; He is a proud father!! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Looking at the mother...Dun know her much. I think she is younger than me. And she is a mom already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To make things worse, another guest (a mom) asked me if I have any children when I was looking at her cute girl. Shucks! DO I look like a mother ? I was JUST looking your cute daughter coz she reminded me of myself!! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, to think of it. When my mom was my age, I was already one year old. ok. Feel better now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And then, that dad asked if I am ready for pregnancy ? Siao. I am not even married yet ler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's wrong with these people ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life changes with a new baby in the family. Lifestyles to be changed. Priorities to be reshuffled. Sacrifices to be made. Man. It is so SCARY. Yes, that is the feeling. SCARY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I viewed my cousin's wedding photos. She had the wedding party at Aruba. She is living in New York now. The husband is half black- half white. Yes, like cincau plus soya milk. Michael Jackson..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a simple registration. No gowns. No ties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a reception at the poolside. A party. Simple yet fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, the wedding ceremony at the beachside. ROMANTIC!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I saw her choked up emotions. I saw my aunty's tears. &lt;em&gt;I wonder how would it be like to marry off your daughter. I wonder how it would be like to be given away. Would it be any different if you two have been staying apart about 10 yrs?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how would it be like see your son starting his own family? That he is now a husband and eventually a father? He would then be the man of his own family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, I saw the loving stare the newly weds shared, the passionate kiss with the sun setting behind them. &lt;em&gt;How would it be to be someone's wife ? Or someone's husband? When your relationship is legally binded? When everyone is there to celebrate your union of love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Married people out there, anything to share ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115310888542354041?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115310888542354041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115310888542354041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115310888542354041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115310888542354041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-full-moon-party-one-wedding-in.html' title='One full moon party: One Wedding in Aruba'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115285179080538968</id><published>2006-07-14T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T17:30:16.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Yoga Mat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was thinking of getting a yoga mat for sometime. But, never went searching for it coz I don't really need it yet. Two weeks ago I saw this yoga mat going for RM 19.90 (with purchase of RM 30 products) at Watson's. At that moment I was in a rush and I wasn't sure if I really need it. So I left without buying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next 2 days, my colleague got one mat from Tesco for RM 19.90. So, being kiasu I sent my bf to Tesco. But it was not available at the outlet he went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then my mind was off the whole matter for few days. Until I heard that the Watson's package IS a good buy with more colors and a bag for it. Now, the outlet nearby to our office is OUT OF STOCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to check out the outlet myself that evening. Out of stock. They say try again next week. Ok lor.. So last weekend I was busy with my own things.. 168.. Sleep.. Eat... Totally forgetting about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Monday, another colleague "show off" her mat which she manage to grab from the Kajang outlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I went 'crazy'. I called my bf, sent him to DU to find my mat. Texted my fren at KLCC ask him to check if there is any stock. Went online to search for all the Watson's outlet to call if they have stocks. (But no one answered at any outlets, I wonder why they installed a phone in the store.. duh !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That evening, I sort of dragged Sharon, Ben and Alvin to search for it at Sg. Wang. I even asked Sharon drive me to one of the nearby outlets even though Ben and Alvin was rushing for their movie. Yeah, I was so self centered. Sorry yeah, guys !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I drove to Times Square to search for it. No stock. And Sharon was so sweet to search for me around PJ area. Thanks girl! But, still no stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MAN, I WAS OBSESSED !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next day after my meeting at the other branch, I walked to KLCC to search for it. That evening, I went to ONE U again to search for it. Although, deep down I know my attempts would be in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The mat was there when I first saw it, I did not buy it. But once I know it is going out of stock. I JUST have to HAVE it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was just short of driving all the way to Kajang for it. I was INSANELY OBSESSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was just some crazy unexplained yearning of owning something that I don't really need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then it struck me. Have you all ever felt this way about some thing ? Or even someone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is something you don't really need or don't really want. Then, suddenly, you can't seem to be able to have it. And you feel so &lt;em&gt;bo gam luan&lt;/em&gt; and went searching high and low. that by all means, you MUST have it.  And you don't even stop to think whether it is what you really want. You just want to have it. Even though, in the process of getting it, you may be bringing unnecessary trouble to yourself or worse, other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am sure this is not something new to you. There has been numerous article about it. The fear of loss is stronger than the logical mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, were you ever aware that you yourself are falling into that 'trap' ? The very own you set up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And,  I realised it just happened to me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I sat down and knocked some sense into my head. Hey, I have not even signed up for an official yoga class ler !!  It is just TRIAL class- for a month only. And, i can always use a towel. So after thinking logiaclly, the insanity stopped just as how it came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It happens all the time. We try to grasp love, a so-called bargain, tangible items.. intangible ones etc etc.. just because we could not have it. We won't let go because we could never have it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, macam mana ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Be aware of this weakness (the mind is weak) ,  get hold of ourselves. Reason it. Be sensible. Be logical. Then, we will have the verdict whether all the hassle, heart pain is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, do what needs to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BBW, this is dedicated to you. May you find happiness and peace!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115285179080538968?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115285179080538968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115285179080538968' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115285179080538968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115285179080538968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-and-my-yoga-mat.html' title='Me and my Yoga Mat'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115258932357502948</id><published>2006-07-11T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:32:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom's idol : My lucky star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my Mom's idol lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;** Drum roll.... dong dong dong CHIANG....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Proudly presents..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;DING FAN !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/dingfan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah. My lucky star too....coz without him, I would not be able to go to Hong Kong, to see beautiful night Hong Kong, to take photo with Whiskers at Ocean Park, to pray to the BIG Buddha at Lantau Island and to see the places in the Hong Kong series that I grew up with. Yeah. And not to forget seeing PAK LEUNG KAM too! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom and aunty actually flew all the way from Malaysia/ Singapore to Hong Kong just to see his shows. Every night. My aunty even joined his fan club. Yeah.. Talk about FANS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Ei ei... lend me your camera lar!! I wanna take photo with Ding Fan...Come lar.. Lend Mama lerrrr" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;( Deh me somemore ??!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was thinking Ding Fan ???!! Aiyo... Take what photo lar. I wanna take photo with Whiskers lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then at the show she was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Ei ei... Take his photo lar. Take lar !! He is here in front d. Take for Mama lar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ei ei... Take his photo lar. Take now!! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: **Snap snap snap.... ( Apa lagi boleh buat?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At one point, she and my aunty took my camera and try to snap some themselves. ( Aii, me not doing a good job). But, tak tau operate. Aii.. Apa nak buat ? I take back the camera lor.. So end up with 120 photos just of the opera show that night. Aiii.. Fanatic aunty fans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, even more geng is every 45 mins she will nudge me and say: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Very handsome hoh he... Aiyooo...Handsome or not him, ah Ming ??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What can I say ? I nodded only lor so I can avoid argument with the avid fan. I wanted to say.. Ding Fan is UNCLE lar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ini lar hancem..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/fallenangel5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ini pun satu lagi HANCEM..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/olivier10_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; Ding Fan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok. It's my mom. So to give face, I told her after the show. Ding Fan is a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HANDSOME UNCLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fair right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, I am very happy that my mom now has a hobby or something that she enjoys. That will fill up her time.. make her happy.. and something she looks forward to. My dad would be happy too. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah... I went for the Chinese opera show-one night only. Very cultural hoh me.. Anyway, I think costs RM 160.00 per seat that night.. My mom bought the front seats.. See how dedicated she is to Ding Fan!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/opera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(at the make up room- up close to the stars :P )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also don't know why I am drawn to this art. May be from young, my grandma( the V sign one) always bring me to see the Cantonese opera shows during the Hungry Ghost season ever since I was young. I actually enjoyed all the shows. My mom told me when she was having me, she always watch or listen to Chinese opera. So, that is my pre-natal education. But still I can't sing well. And out of rhythm.. hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/opera%20naction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/opera%20naction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I do really enjoy chinese opera though I cannot understand what they are singing in between the &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aaaaiiiii yaaaa yaaaa..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aaaah ahhhh&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;eeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;oooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I just like to see how the they walk, how they turn and twist their fingers/ hand, dance and especially like when the guy kneels and roll his head--&gt; mostly when they are framed. ( Anyway, I only like them in Cantonese dialect--&gt; Hokkien Teowchew one I don't like. biased abit.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, it was an experience. I thought Chinese Opera was already a dying art. It's good to see that Chinese Opera is still very popular. Though everyone is either a gong gong po po or ah yi ah pek. Aii . But, much to my plesant surprise I am not the youngest audience ler. Got some quite young one ler.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;YAY!! LONG LIVE TUK TUK CHIANG !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115258932357502948?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115258932357502948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115258932357502948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115258932357502948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115258932357502948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-moms-idol-my-lucky-star.html' title='My mom&apos;s idol : My lucky star'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115252452428579443</id><published>2006-07-10T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:42:04.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are going to Italy next year !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because World Cup results says so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, Mr. You-know-who-you-are, remember ah ? No matter what you do what you buy what you eat.. You gotta save for Italy yeah.. Else next World Cup season is only Wah Lai Toi... Wah Lai Toi... Wah Lai Toi... Wah Lai Toi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha. So who watched the match? KNS. Yesterday Bukit Bintang fireworks so loud. So sien. I cannot see the fireworks also. And cannot sleep because of it. I think it started about 1.30am and lasted almost 5 mins. Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, heard the leng chai Fabio contributed to one of the goals. Aiyoo.. So leng chai.. so bun shi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;**slurp....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Beckham teck yap lang gong lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok lar. I am still abit stoned coz feeling the pinch of spending the BULK of my savings on my Yat Lou Fatt... aii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115252452428579443?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115252452428579443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115252452428579443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115252452428579443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115252452428579443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-are-going-to-italy-next-year.html' title='We are going to Italy next year !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115226065795418933</id><published>2006-07-07T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T16:24:17.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dreamt of him again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehe.. No lar. Not &lt;a href="http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/03/man-of-my-dreams.html"&gt;Andy Lau&lt;/a&gt; again.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's my dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I cannot remember much but he was wearing his batik shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It started with me sleeping on our old carpet. The yellow old carpet that I have salivated on, spit on, spilled on over my younger years. Then suddenly, the earth moved!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My first thought ( see inside dream, got thoughts also) was.. waaaaah. earthquake !! Syiok-nya can feel the chi kek-ness finally!!! ( The last quivers I never feel anything- it has always been my regret.. :P). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second thought- aii.. don't know how many people dying in Indonesia.....  Then, ah.. blur blur.. fast forward....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I saw my dad. He was sleeping on the bean bag as he usually does. I went to talk to him. Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then hoh.. after that, we went for makan session at some restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can imagine my bf saying:" &lt;em&gt;Ah Doi.. this girl ah... Dream also cannot forget food."&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I cannot remember my brothers. But my mom was there and it was this feeling that the whole family was there together. The COMPLETE family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were laughing. Then, my dad teased me. I cannot remember what. But sometimes he does tease me in his own quiet way. He laughed at me. His face was so happy, the smile was broad. Though the face wasn't really like his- may be smiling to BIG d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone was happy... then for no reason, I opened my eyes and it struck me my dad is no longer with us. I closed my eyes back trying to go back to the nice warm dream; to see him again. To see my family complete again. All 5 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Too late. I lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, I gotta wake to go for work d. Sien boh ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, at least I see his happy face. It leaves a happy feeling instead of a sad one. Coz I am not crying now when I am typing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On and off I do dream of him. It is like him coming back to visit me. Though, I know they are only dreams. But it is just a calming thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY, IT IS FRIDAY !!  Happy weekend!! I would be going to see my Yat lou Fatt.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115226065795418933?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115226065795418933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115226065795418933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115226065795418933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115226065795418933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dreamt-of-him-again.html' title='I dreamt of him again'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115225576057126728</id><published>2006-07-07T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T15:02:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got a new blogger in town !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey people !! Let's welcome Patrick Choy to our bloggy blog gang !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheers boy !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Visit 'him' @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=D&amp;amp;q=http%3A%2F%2Fkcch.blogspot.com%2F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://kcch.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115225576057126728?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115225576057126728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115225576057126728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115225576057126728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115225576057126728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/weve-got-new-blogger-in-town.html' title='We&apos;ve got a new blogger in town !!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115216963144116228</id><published>2006-07-06T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:38:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Proposals by Email ????!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning saw the ad on my Google adsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/shaadi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Catchy right ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah..for the guys- maybe the cun chick but for me- is the marriage proposal by&lt;strong&gt; email&lt;/strong&gt; part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I mar click lar. Ooooooooh, actually it is a matrimonial service for a specific community at all over the world. I don't know how to call them. Hindus, Sikhs, Punjabis, Muslims .... May be the India Indians... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can't help to notice the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Normally we see is dating service. Meet new people. Get to know them. This one fast forward---&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARRIAGE service&lt;/span&gt;. ( I looked up matrimonial- it means something like marriage lor). First time, we hear the buzz: 'You've got MAIL!'. Second time, we hear wedding bells d.. Efficient man !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For us Chinese, when we choose a partner, Hokkien lar, Teochew lar, Hakka lar, Cantonese lar, Hainan lar, Fukchew lar..etc ... WHO cares ? Whack lar as long we like, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't think Malays bother much. Ang mos lagi dun care. Here, in Malaysia, if talk about the muhibbah ones, lagi adventurous.Till some children also don't know how to explain what blood is running in them. They just say they are Malaysian lar.. Hehehe!!! But you see... these India Indians are so specific. The list goes on but I didn't screen capture all. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(But the doctor quite cute, hoh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/cominunity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The family has the say!!! See. The family signed up the candidate and is going to marry her off !!! :O And, they are educated professionals ler !!! Got 'culture shock' or not?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/family%20choose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I do know of some Malaysian Indians who are really particular of their 'sub-races'. My x is a chindian ler. First hand access to family gossips. One of the cases is that a mother actually disown her daughter because she, a Ceylonese, married a non-Ceylonese. The dad actually used his slipper to slap the girl when he found out. Man !!! Scary right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Imagine you come home and tell your Hokkien parents, " Mom, Dad. this is my boyfriend, Ah Beng. He is Hakka."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then your dad take out his ka kiak and slap you and your mom take the broom to halau your ah Beng out of the house and lock you in your room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pengsan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another case. My aunty actually has a India Indian staff. One fine day, he took long leave to go back to his kampung to get married. When he came back, my aunt asked him how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Ok.. Yeaaverything is okayeaaa. Actualleeee, thareyar tuuo gurrrls who has yeaaa matching horoscope with meeaaa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Ohhh.. So how?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"My mom chose the gurrrl she liked yeaaa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PENGSAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I think these shaadi ppl are really entrepreneurial ! Anyhow, give them a clap !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clap! Clap! Clap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115216963144116228?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115216963144116228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115216963144116228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115216963144116228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115216963144116228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/marriage-proposals-by-email.html' title='Marriage Proposals by Email ????!!!!!!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115208351751115291</id><published>2006-07-05T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:50:09.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my GRANDMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/400/resized%20popo.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cute yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is 95 years old this year. Born in the year of the rat, 1911. She survived World War 2. She lost few kids before. So I think I have some unknown uncles and aunties. I forgot how many. May be 2 or 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom lost her dad when she was 7 years old. I think my grandma was only 40+ when she was left widowed with 5 kids, with one was not even a year old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She was uneducated. Some a88holes cheated them the rest of the money/ property. . She slogged. The children studied hard. Anyway, they are doing very well now. So, my grandma is a super survivor. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, she is really old now. She can't recognize the children and grandchildren sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She gets mixed up who's who. Sometimes I am the daughter, sometimes I am the niece, sometimes she got it right- that was when I bought her mooncakes. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily she doesn't have any sister, else I would be her sister pulak !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was once when my mom was preparing lunch for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My grandma looked up at her and smiled gratefully. It was all warm and fuzzy until she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Waaa ah ma, lei dui ngor zhan hai hou hoh!! " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Waaa mommy, you are really nice to me hoh !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom didn't know to laugh or cry then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was really funny when my mom told me. But sometimes, looking at her, I feel sad. By prompting, she does remember me. But when there is a day if she no longer know her children, her grandchildren. What is left in her life ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sleep, eat, sleep ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where's the meaning in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Would you all want to live till that old ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember when I was at Standard 3, we would play some stupid game. I would say I want to live till 100 years old, 1000 years old, 10,000 years old ( I told you it was stupid !)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But now, I don't know. 80+ is more than enough I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I always thought my parents would live to 80+years old. But I was wrong. I was so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I might not live till that long too. I couldn't sleep last night. And I was having these silly thoughts. If one day, when I leave this world, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope my mom won't be around to bear this pain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She said she rather die earlier than us-the children to go through the pain of having someone dear in her life leaving her. I know. And I understand the pain. I wouldn't want to go through it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Please tell my family that I have lived my life as I wanted. May be not really to the fullest, but, I have no regrets in life. Except for my dad. But, I would be seeing him then d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115208351751115291?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115208351751115291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115208351751115291' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115208351751115291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115208351751115291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-my-grandma.html' title='This is my GRANDMA'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115197910814415207</id><published>2006-07-04T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T14:58:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culling of Dogs- INHUMANE !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was down with food poisoning over the weekend and was recuperating at home yesterday so I had time to actually READ the newspaper. &lt;em&gt;(Else, normally, I just "read" the comics section :P).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ah Doi ! What I came through actually brought the poison out churning in my stomach again. It was some opinions refering to a report &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/6/30/nation/14700989&amp;sec=nation"&gt;Owner of 25 dogs tries to save pets from death (The Star, June 30)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was shocked, sadden and angered to learn that 13 dogs were shot. And I am so darn pissed off with some stewpigs that actually SUPPORTED that devilish and inhumane act. Like this &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/7/3/focus/14723409&amp;amp;sec=focus"&gt;stewpig&lt;/a&gt; and this &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/7/3/focus/14723492&amp;amp;sec=focus"&gt;stewpig&lt;/a&gt;. I am DISGUSTED !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Those actions are not justified!!.. What do you mean to be fair ? I am not siding the owner. Of coz he is wrong. BUT, to me, he is some compassionate pet lover who went overboard. Man, I can just imagine the yelping of the dogs. It is so pitiful. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am glad that there are people who spoke up and condemn this cruel act. At least, there are still some sane and compassionate Malaysians. And I totally agree with them, there could have been better ways to handle to situation.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Shooting the dogs should have been the last option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To me, this is nothing different than cold-blooded &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MURDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115197910814415207?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115197910814415207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115197910814415207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115197910814415207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115197910814415207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/culling-of-dogs-inhumane.html' title='Culling of Dogs- INHUMANE !!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115176548701822668</id><published>2006-07-01T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:55:42.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yat Lou FATT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After two posts of negative stuff, let's have some positive, happy posts yeah!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It has been few weeks but not too late to blog about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My condo is ready and my unit number is.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;**drumroll please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tadaaaaaaa !!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P6240013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cool leh !! When I bought it, my parcel number was B 16-3. I tot.. hey.. yat lou sang.. all the way LIVE.... still ok lar. But, when the developer sent me the mail. It states that DBKL has confirmed that my address would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;B-16-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, xxxxxx,xxxx..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the way FATT CHOI man !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MUAHAHHAAHAHA !!. My fav number is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I got it.. I am elated !!! I am exhilirated!! I am euphoric !! I am on CLOUD 9 !!!! ok.. I think you guys get it...:))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, have done reporting the defects. My bf did the bulk of work 95% (&lt;em&gt;clap clap clap)&lt;/em&gt;.. Since he is from the contractor/developer/ renovation background, I think he is most qualified to do that. Thanks yeah love !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All I did was take a marker pen and marked those that I wasn't so happy with.. Like a school teacher.. hehehhe.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P6240019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P6240019.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P6240014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P6240018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P6240024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;( &lt;em&gt;This hollow tile was found by my bf- see !! told you he is very PRO one :P&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/P6240020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/P6240020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was not so happy.. Quite alot of defects hoh...We MUST do plaster ceiling coz we are at the top floor and it is not ceiling slabs. Ceiling boards.. And top floor is more prone to get water leaking ( the tangki on top maa). I only knew that after collecting my keys. Anyway, warn u guys. Don't repeat my mistake... But got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;168&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. ok laaaaaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Somemore it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PERIOD 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; house. See, my fengshui knowledge got improve abit.. Dun play play ah.... Later I talk to you all about flying stars.... I dun go sell chicken rice also can become fengshui si fu. I become SmingToo..  Barger, I earn BIG bucks by tell ppl where to put their aquarium then take the $$ and throw at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok.. gotta cut the crap.. hehehe....before I go overboard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, we went to check on the condo. Wanna see how many lighting points we have and to discuss on quotation of furnishing. The guys are already fixing the defects.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Efficient yeah.. Happy about that. It looks better now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went through the quotation and stuff.. man.. all the little little things count. My tips to all: whatever you have budgeted for the renovation/ furnishing, please &lt;em&gt;silently&lt;/em&gt; allocate more. &lt;em&gt;Silently- is like you tell your contractor RM 20K but actually you have RM 30K spare..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Coz you never know.. small little little things will pop up.. and sikit sikit menjadi bukit !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we are still within budget.. as at today...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;** finger crossed!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115176548701822668?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115176548701822668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115176548701822668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115176548701822668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115176548701822668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/07/yat-lou-fatt.html' title='Yat Lou FATT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115163680861575865</id><published>2006-06-30T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:06:48.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Increment like SHIT !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shit! Shit.. SHIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aii.. To top my ultimate sien-ness, my increment is so negligible... Like Sue said.. DUST increment. Blow abit disappear d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Super damn sien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who wanna hire ? Ah Sam la, Nai Ma la, tukang urut la, Xiu ee la.. also I sapu d !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sien. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who wanna open chicken rice stall with me ? But I think do Yong Tau Foo easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So sia sui. Besar-nya company ini but like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ptuii... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115163680861575865?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115163680861575865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115163680861575865' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115163680861575865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115163680861575865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/06/increment-like-shit.html' title='Increment like SHIT !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115154636190360763</id><published>2006-06-29T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:59:21.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must we all compare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cried last night. And as far as I remember, this is the second incident I cried about ever since I lost my dad. One was a small matter, I was just being a baby. This time, because my ego was bruised. Very much bruised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, he has gone up the corporate ladder. His new income is a whooping sum of money for his age. Yes, I am still with the same designation, I don't have a team working under me, my salary was just inching up, BUT that doesn't mean I am less of a person !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why in front of everybody, you made this statement, "Eh, he is climbing up the corporate ladder, what about you huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know you care, you are just untactful. You were a retired senior general manager, you have been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, hey, I have feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why then you ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) call me up and inform me his new income figure and then imply that I should not be happy with what I am earning now. Yes, I know I should aim for more. But, I have my own priorities at this moment. Why make it sound that I am some poor underpaid country mice ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why make it sound like I am inferior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Again, I know you really care and want me to have a better life . You are a CTO and senior vice president, you are at the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But hey, I have self-respect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, I know I should disregard them. I should not compare. But, I am only human, and definitely no saint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know the main reason that I am so upset is the fact I AM not really proud with how my career is going. I do have my plans but now I just have my own priorities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, I know I shouldn't let those remarks get into me. But, I am a LEO. I am EGOISTIC. It doesn't not feel good being put down by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He is doing better in his career. I am glad for him(half-heartedly actually- I would truly be happy for him if he was a nicer person). But, he proved himself. He made it. I have to give him credit for that. But, don't compare me to him, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I have to move on, I should do something to improve my life. But, I will do it because I WANT to. Not because someone else DID it. I'll do it for &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;MYSELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hate this feeling. I just damn bladdy hate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok.. give me a morning. I will be ok after this. Then I will channel my energy to something positive yeah !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT.. &lt;em&gt;**breathing in a BIG breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115154636190360763?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115154636190360763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115154636190360763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115154636190360763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115154636190360763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-must-we-all-compare.html' title='Why must we all compare?'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115139342691092619</id><published>2006-06-27T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:30:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting with HK leng chai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehe.. Yeah. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Miang look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is this really cute guy I saw at the customs when I was returning from Macau to Hong Kong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man!! He had a really tanned skin. Hmm.. I like. I hate fair guys. Pak cham kai ( steam chicken) like that. Sissy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He looks like this guy, Louis Koo. With a crew cut. Same nice tan... OOOOHHH&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/louiskoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was actually queueing at the line next to his. I was already staring at him d.. Wash eyes wash eyes.. Then this really pak cham kai, a real sissy, started a fight with the custom officer  in the line that I am in. I think the officer took abit long to process. And the sissy guy thinks custom officer was like trying to discriminate him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Roll eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, my aunty went to this leng chai's line.. oohhh.. I lagi happy lar. I fast fast went over lor. See.. we really got fate ler!!!  But end up this leng chai's line took longer. Never mind. I get to look into his beautiful eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; This was our 'flirting' process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Look at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Blush.. and hand over my passport&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Flip through my passport&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Stare and drooling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Glance up and reconfirm with my picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Blink blink and smile coyly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Chop on my passport...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Chin down and look up ...so that my face looks slimmer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;em&gt;Pass back the passport with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thank you...... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** with voice sweet like syrup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Itu la. Habis la. Finish d the flirting process.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Potong stim leh.. You think really got flirt meh ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stewpid-nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115139342691092619?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115139342691092619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115139342691092619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115139342691092619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115139342691092619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/06/flirting-with-hk-leng-chai.html' title='Flirting with HK leng chai'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115131687638125222</id><published>2006-06-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:14:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 questions interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 5 questions interview game from &lt;a href="http://chanlilian.net"&gt;5xmom&lt;/a&gt;. Hehe.. I sendiri buttocks itchy want the interview one.. so here I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1) Name one occassion when you laughed till you get side splitting tummy ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Hehe. Seriously, I cannot remember. There are a flash of funny incidents/ jokes but very vague memories about them. So I guess that shows either I had not have a really good laugh lately or I have too many things to laugh at till none of it is special or significant. Hmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2) I think the World Cup is over-rated. Do you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah ! Super agree ! It &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; over-rated. After all it is just a game. But this cup is causing me deprivation of Wah Lai Toi and sleep. Imagine bolting up in the night because the whole building is shaking with shrieks of GOAAAAL or moans like OOHHHH... I thought I got heart attack man !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3) You seems to be very philosophical. Like 'River of Life' Wuah, are you like that in person? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Philosophical ? I don't know ler. See, I know sure this 'interview' will lead me to some soul searching. I never see myself as philosophical. None of my friends said I am before. So I still duno. But for sure, I am a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sensual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha ! I just love to see people puking !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4) What's your favourite place on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;My bed. Actually my future bed. My condo is ready and I have ordered a bed long ago. It is DUNLOP PILLOW brand ( ahem high class leh) with cushions as the head rest or whatever you call it... Sure nice to laze on, guling here guling there like Bollywood movies.. Then read books or magazine before sleeping. Or watch TV ... Then can immediately go to sleep if watch or read till tired...  Aaaaa.... lazy pig thinking of sleep only now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5) You mentioned mid-life crisis. LOL. I thought you are my age. Ceh, like that how do you label me? Antique?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;You ah... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATIONAL TREAUSURE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Very old but at least very valuable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just kidding lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to put mid-twenties but I am way over mid-twenties. Late-twenties I don't like. So I just exagerate lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I am trying very hard to adapt to the philosophy (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.. may be I AM philosophical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) that age is just a number. Hehe.. Must be young at heart at whatever age.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;v(^.^)v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok.. to keep the game flowing. Whoever also buttocks itchy, can drop a comment and I will also ask you the 5 questions. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24026461-115131687638125222?l=smingtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/feeds/115131687638125222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24026461&amp;postID=115131687638125222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115131687638125222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24026461/posts/default/115131687638125222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smingtan.blogspot.com/2006/06/5-questions-interview.html' title='5 questions interview'/><author><name>sming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589803508855561566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24026461.post-115090591940863245</id><published>2006-06-21T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:18:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20060616- 23 Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;em&gt;Fist pumping !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally, my river had flowed through Hong Kong!! It has been my unfulfilled desire since 2003 (or was it 2002?). Aii.. SARS that time lar. Already booked my trip then gotta cancel one lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, yay !! That's me in Hong Kong.. :Þ Check out the banner. It is soooo ME.. In case you can't read. It says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am serious. I am fun. I am many things. I am ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/motoming.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps. Wanna know why it is call MOTOMING instead of MOTOROLA there ? hehhe.. Coz the owner will &lt;strong&gt;Mou tak lou la&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; hahahahaaha !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is the first trip that I actually flew so far on my own. You know... go KLIA alone, board plane alone, go through customs alone..go hotel alone... yeah, no big deal. But, just a note. Also, almost 50% of the time, I was travelling alone. This is not the first time I do that in a new city (ie. Hadyai, ShangHai, Tokyo) but my 'alone' trips were at most half day. This time about 4 whole days I am all alone. And, I kinda enjoy travelling alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know, I can go and leave whenever I like; I can eat watever and whenever I want; I can hunt for souveniers for how long as I can; if I make a mistake like catching the wrong bus, I don't need to feel bad.. etc. etc. Hehehe. The only hassle is when I want to be inside the photos.So far, people are quite obliging; just that their skills and frame- capturing may not be what I want. I tried setting up my tripod; press the shuttle, run into position, wait.. and when the red light start blinking.. SMILE !! It works but it does look silly. Once an ang mo lau yee actually laugh at me.. Teeaiyou lar !! Never offer to help somemore laugh. Cheh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, let me start on my trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Mini Adventures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I almost got deported to Chennai!! hahaha... See the photo.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/ticket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt; It is gate &lt;strong&gt;32&lt;/strong&gt;, seat &lt;strong&gt;33E&lt;/strong&gt;. But I went to gate 33 and did not even notice why got so many ah nei nei. Ai yo, luckily the ah nei on duty &lt;em&gt;seng muk,&lt;/em&gt; else habis la aku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So pai seh hoh.. no more morning flights for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another one was when I was at Ocean Park. Got on the ferris wheel. One round, wahh.. view very nice. Second round, take photos of myself- big head photos. Third round, got &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/viewfrom%20gondola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/viewfrom%20gondola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;announcement that there is a technical problem !!!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aiyo.. First thing come to my mind is the scene from Final Destination 2.. or whatever show. Like the gondala will spin super fast like the Roadrunners leg and then the gondolas all fily all over...Luckily I was not at the top. Later fall down.. sei mou chun xi lor.. Somemore I was ALL ALONE in the gondola. Luckily, your friend here manage to keep calm and continue to take photos. But they were quite efficient, I was 'released' in about 10 mins. Whew !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The turbo drop at Ocean park. Scary boh ? I went for it twice !! And it was not as scary as I thought it would be. Hmm... guess I need more to satisfy my hunger for thrills d!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/turbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Movie Star Encounter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Tadaa !! This is whom I met. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/stallone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No lar. Pian ni de lar. Bluff you one lar.This is a wax figure outside Madam Tussauds Wax Museum at Victoria Peak. The real movie star I met was also there.. It is no other than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;PAK LEUNG KAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/320/pak%20leong%20kam.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL. Of all movie stars hoh... I think I read too much of &lt;a href="http://rojaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wingz&lt;/a&gt; blog d. Until go HK also see him.. But he is very nice. He stopped and take photographs with everyone. If I were with friends, I would take photo with him too.. Aii.. Anyway, his son/ daughter&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I don't know - face very pretty and too young to check for breasts or adam's apple) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;luckily not like him. Very sweet looking too.. Must be the wife very beautiful or adopted one ( so bad hoh me)... Anyway, see, they two wear identical outfit. Buoy tahan !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh.. I paid my last respects for Anita Mui in Lantau Island( the big buddha there). Not really an encounter, else I sure pengsan. But, it is sad. Aii.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;View of Hong Kong through my River&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;You either love them or hate them. They can be really helpful and nice; and some of them are plain rude. Very impatient people and their pace are really fast. And they are everywhere !!!! It is normal that they bump into you on the streets. Don't bother to wait for a sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/1600/jimmy%20choo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3096/2488/200/jimmy%20choo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shopping heaven ! They have lots of brands that are unheard of in Malaysia. Paul &amp; Shark, Brook Brothers, Harvey something, Alberta blibleh, and much much much more lar. I cannot remember. All super expensive. People line up to go in Gucci to shop. Man!! Luis Vuitton, Fendi, D&amp;amp;G is EVERYWHERE !! Really, if you have the money, go there and shop man !I can only do window shopping. But, since my aunty wanted up market stuff, so I just go and open my eyes la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Standard of Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;SUPER HIGH!! Man. Imagine a RM 1K blouse hanging on the rack in a departmental store like how we hang up SEED clothing ? And there is even one mobile phone or PDA phone that was going for RM20K!! Man !!! How can these people be so rich ? Smuggle drugs ah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My friend in Hong Kong enlightened me. A fresh grad in engineering roughly earns 2.5K ( in Penang lar) a month. In HK, they get RM 5K as fresh grad. Fuuu yoh !! That is why Luis Vuitton can be anywhere in Hong Kong. They have the demand.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, not all are rich. The contrast is there. The poorer part of Hong Kong is quite bad too. Not very pretty. Pigeon holes and stuff.. Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Space Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Other than efficient, I can't think of any other words. Buildings are built so near to each other, I think neighbours can just pass soya sauce from window Block A to window Block B. And so many high rise buildings. It is just like an Amazon of concrete jungle!! In restaurants, all the seats are so near to each other and you are expected to sit with strangers anytime. Ie. my friend and I was sitting on a table which is a four seater. The waitress will just direct the other couple to sit on the same table with us. No question asked. No complaints heeded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Transportation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p ali
