<?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-7650486</id><updated>2011-09-06T16:11:58.744+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Chat'/><category term='Club'/><category term='Mirror'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Day of My Life'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Question'/><category term='Daily Pick'/><category term='Just For Laughs'/><category term='Orientation'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Test'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Hawt'/><category term='Idol'/><title type='text'>My Thing</title><subtitle type='html'>My Life , My World ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-4590414443076877265</id><published>2008-06-21T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:23:48.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Gay Star Trek</title><content type='html'>I saw this MV when i was watching TV in Germany. Guess what if outer space is like when it has turned Gay! Voila! Watch it, it is so damn gay funny! :P No offense ... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2H7kem2dtEg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2H7kem2dtEg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-4590414443076877265?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4590414443076877265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4590414443076877265' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4590414443076877265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4590414443076877265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2008/06/gay-star-trek.html' title='Gay Star Trek'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-1623209866004085869</id><published>2008-06-12T15:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:25.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Summary - Future</title><content type='html'>Now, this is the final installment for the Summary series that I've wanted to finish for good which took me like more than a week to start typing. Will be taking MH 6 flight late this evening to Germany. So, itinerary will be Kuala Lumpur - Frankfurt - Munich - Muenster - Bonn - Netherlands - Cologne - Kuala Lumpur. Bon Voyage to me and Guten Tag Deutscheland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDgUOJg2QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/lv-URp8PbC4/s1600-h/20032008028+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210911406867667202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDgUOJg2QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/lv-URp8PbC4/s320/20032008028+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Activity:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned earlier in my previous posts, I'm heading for Germany for a Youth Exchange programme, and by saying that, it means that there will be someone staying with me for the summer too, but only after I return from my trip. The youth that will be staying with us is from France and ... will upload more pictures of him later this July when he arrives. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDhUlMu08I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3u3rw60v5jw/s1600-h/french-flag-640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210912512566809538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDhUlMu08I/AAAAAAAAAdM/3u3rw60v5jw/s320/french-flag-640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Books:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should say that I'm a really big fan of Chinese Lit. I find it really enchanting and mysterious, full with drama and controversies, but better still if it is written in English. Lots of people who knows me will know that I'm like a White-Wannabe ... and some even claim that I'm anti-Asian. I am not anti, but just feels that the lifestyle might be more vibrant to my liking. Get back to the book, fro those who have read Empress Orchid, you'll definitely find it very captivating, eye-opening, and this time round, Anchee-Min is back with The Last Empress. To put it short, it's about Empress Tsu Tsi of China ... now you smell drama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDlqeeeFbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/krMkaVqGVwc/s1600-h/LE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210917286765794738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDlqeeeFbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/krMkaVqGVwc/s320/LE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Dance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Gossip Girl, I do sometimes feel like being one of them, I meant sans the scandal! Breakfast, Balls, Proms, Parties, Debutantes etc. Yes, and I am given an opportunity to be them this time ... don't get me wrong here, no lottery striked, am just going for a Debutante with a close buddy of mine and will be performing at Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre later this October. White gloves, clad with a tux ... isn't it all about that moment? How elegant and glamorous can it be?! Wait and see ... ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDi1GXNMaI/AAAAAAAAAdU/fu7ImKjaMfQ/s1600-h/debutante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210914170736554402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDi1GXNMaI/AAAAAAAAAdU/fu7ImKjaMfQ/s320/debutante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Movies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Needs no explanation! Summer, bring it on! Made of Honour, The Mummy 3: Tomb of The Dragon Emperor, Love Guru, Sex &amp;amp; The City ... Some might turn out to be a success and some a flop ... so, am not going to comment on any until I've watched it. Anyhow, this is the Future Post ... no one can predict the future. Not for now ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDjqD1aQbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/y_kG_h513e0/s1600-h/love-guru-poster_thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210915080590999986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDjqD1aQbI/AAAAAAAAAdc/y_kG_h513e0/s320/love-guru-poster_thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Travel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Land of Sawadee ... No, not HatYai ... Bangkok, not this time ... Phuket, Koh Sah Mui, been there ... bring me all the way to the north - Chiang Mai &amp;amp; Chiang Rai ... heard the place is cooling and windy with lots of green ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDk26iSXdI/AAAAAAAAAds/zygOxM6v0RU/s1600-h/CM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210916400944799186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDk26iSXdI/AAAAAAAAAds/zygOxM6v0RU/s320/CM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.TV:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series that I'm looking forward to watch by the end of summer ... Hmm ... Gossip Girl, Ugly Betty, Dirty Sexy Money, Brother's &amp;amp; Sisters, Grey's Anatomy and the new remake of Beverly Hills 90210. Can't wait ... will be flooding myself with shows again ... hey does this mean that summer is over once this all starts? Awww ... shucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210915729685045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDkP15fYfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/iQoZCRi1JAk/s320/BH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1623209866004085869?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1623209866004085869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1623209866004085869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1623209866004085869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1623209866004085869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2008/06/summary-future.html' title='Summary - Future'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SFDgUOJg2QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/lv-URp8PbC4/s72-c/20032008028+-+re.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-7027432403653293316</id><published>2008-06-02T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:25.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207260998373326930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SEPoSezJwFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xgdufsYh9vM/s320/Jason.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh goodness sake! My lazi-nerves has got into me again, and I feel so lazy to blog ... I hope I can just write up my final post for the Summary Series before I fly off too Guten Deutschland next week! Now to kick start the Summer, I have been hooked to this young artist with his latest album - We sing, We Dance, We Steal Things. Am soooo much in love with it. Here is one of the song found in the album - I'm Yours! Try Lucky too, a collaboration with Colbie Caillat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B'sides that, I just can't wait till August - The MTV Asia Awards is gonna be held here ... here in Malaysia! Woo hoo! Have to get passes to it! Till then ... signing off ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QedgzsjouXU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QedgzsjouXU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-7027432403653293316?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/7027432403653293316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=7027432403653293316' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7027432403653293316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7027432403653293316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-sing-we-dance-we-steal-things.html' title='We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/SEPoSezJwFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xgdufsYh9vM/s72-c/Jason.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1983006786584733872</id><published>2008-05-29T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:29:02.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Business Time</title><content type='html'>Came across this music clip by Flight of the Conchords ... find the lyrics pretty hilarious. Enjoy this at the meantime while I get my final installment of Summary done this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1983006786584733872?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1983006786584733872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1983006786584733872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1983006786584733872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1983006786584733872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2008/05/business-time.html' title='Business Time'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-9158525205045129821</id><published>2008-05-28T20:32:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:26.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Summary - Present</title><content type='html'>After yesterdays blog I only realise the reason behind for not being a big fan of blog. Uploading pictures are really killing time ... it is damn freakin' sloooooooooowwww ... not to say slow, but I have tried a couple of times before I could load a picture ... the 'ERROR' sign keeps popping up ... perhaps there is a better way to post up pictures than the one I am currently using. Too long off the blogging scene ... and as always said by Heidi Klum of Project Runway - 'Today You Are In, Tomorrow You Are Out' ... fair enough ... I rest my case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1laSnIJXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/umCwIRuN3oQ/s1600-h/20032008025+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205428246657115506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1laSnIJXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/umCwIRuN3oQ/s320/20032008025+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the 2nd post of the month ... :P Yesterday was about the Past, Today the Present and Tomorrow the Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Books &amp;amp; Magazines:&lt;br /&gt;Multi-Tasking is the word ... well, not in exact but ... I guess reading a few materials at the same time is what you will call it. On hand with me is 'Gwei-Lo', a biography of an English author who spent his adolescent years in Hong Kong and also 'I Love You, but I Am Not In Love With You - Seven Steps In Saving Your Relationship' which is a book not only for those in relationship but also for those who wantsd to have a clearer picture about what LOVE is about. Next up is also the GQ magazine which I am going Goo-goo Ga-ga over lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1nLinIJbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1NpfUI_ZTEI/s1600-h/GQ+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205430192277300658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1nLinIJbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1NpfUI_ZTEI/s320/GQ+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Current Obsession:&lt;br /&gt;Yippee Yea! The summer is here again ... finally and what more can I ask besides a healthy tan with strong arms and toned abs. I definitely wouldn't want to look like a pale zombie who has stayed out of light like forever in my beach trunks! Hey ... wait, did I just see a white ghostly figure walking under the sun at the beach?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1mfinIJZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZPo51E9JYcc/s1600-h/suntan+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205429436363056530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1mfinIJZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZPo51E9JYcc/s320/suntan+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fashion:&lt;br /&gt;It's about summer again, what's in-trend and what's not ... Well, for me, I am just hooked with the thick rimmed glasses that gives a classic look of the 50's with ankle length khaki pants fastened by a woven leather belt. B'sides that, a summer tote bag also work well with those. Tell you what, aviator sunglasses(which is never out of trend) and above knee-length surfer trunks are totally IN this season. Why cover up when you can show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1sCCnIJgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/U9njzfO0Ut4/s1600-h/fav2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205435526626682370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1sCCnIJgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/U9njzfO0Ut4/s320/fav2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Games:&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed some games (Sim City Societies &amp;amp; C&amp;amp;C Kane's Wrath) off the shelf the previous day, although I am not really keen with games but ... moving and twitching fingers is so much better than staring up above the ceiling. Games for the holidays and you'll never have to say 'Booooooooooring!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1m6inIJaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5dbCB5l4Hhw/s1600-h/SimCity_Societies_Cover_medium+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205429900219524514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1m6inIJaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5dbCB5l4Hhw/s320/SimCity_Societies_Cover_medium+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Home Improvement:&lt;br /&gt;It is not exactly as the title explains ... no improvement but post-spring cleaning by disposal of old notes and papers, cleaning up hard to reach corners and making room(Yes, room for more things!). This process is usually done before the festive celebrations and all this is done now because I am expecting a guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1nbynIJcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/sCq45P8KXbM/s1600-h/paper+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205430471450174914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1nbynIJcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/sCq45P8KXbM/s320/paper+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Movies:&lt;br /&gt;Let's see ... don't you think that producers are coming up with more and more movies on comic-based superheroes? There was the Iron, then veiny Green Muscle Monster and ... the Bat. Apart from that, everyone is also into the Orient(in conjuction with The China Olympics), everything with a little touch of the Chinois! From Forbidden Kingdom(ewwww ...yucks), Children of Huang Shi to Kungfu Panda, I wonder what next - perhaps a Chinese version of Mean Girls(that will be interesting)! Check out 'Shelter' too, if you are seeking for a different kind of summer love story, it is a breath of fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1w-SnIJhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fQpp9rUq3Ls/s1600-h/kungfu+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205440959760311826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1w-SnIJhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fQpp9rUq3Ls/s320/kungfu+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Music:&lt;br /&gt;The 'M' divas ... first Mariah(E=mc2) then Madonna(Hard Candy)... well, you wouldn't want to miss them this summer! Try Natasha Bedingfield or Jason Mraz too for something off the mainstream ... and not to forget Shane Mack with his acoustic pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1oNynIJdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/5rHupYU99Io/s1600-h/madonna-hard-candy+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205431330443634130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1oNynIJdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/5rHupYU99Io/s320/madonna-hard-candy+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Technology:&lt;br /&gt;Okie, this may sound dorky, I just got myself my first external hard drive the other day and after so long ... this is when I decide that I have to get it badly! Firstly, I'm not a tech savvy(it's just TMTH), secondly, I would claim that I'm a balance between a Fashionista and a Academic Scholar. We are not that bad after all, and who says that nerds and noobs can't be Hip &amp;amp; Sexy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1lzynIJYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/VUHshOGDH-4/s1600-h/external_hard_drive+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205428684743779714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1lzynIJYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/VUHshOGDH-4/s320/external_hard_drive+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Travel:&lt;br /&gt;In exactly 2 weeks time, I'll be boarding the plane to Germany for my exchange holiday(the third and final one). Munich - Bonn - Cologne. It wouldn't be complete without a cruise to the coasts ... Can't wait to be there! Deutscheland, Ich Komme! (I hope I got this right, it's from free online translation :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1pbynIJeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/HOg-3MxCP_k/s1600-h/Munich+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205432670473430498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1pbynIJeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/HOg-3MxCP_k/s320/Munich+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. TV:&lt;br /&gt;Throw in Juicy, Drama &amp;amp; Scandal gives you Ugly Betty and Gossip Girl. Torn between a man who wants to marry you and a man who love you from the start, sleeping with your best friends boyfriend ... whatelse more do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1qCynIJfI/AAAAAAAAAck/YkvY9j7uC98/s1600-h/ugly+betty+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205433340488328690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1qCynIJfI/AAAAAAAAAck/YkvY9j7uC98/s320/ugly+betty+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Peace! XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-9158525205045129821?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/9158525205045129821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=9158525205045129821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/9158525205045129821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/9158525205045129821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2008/05/summary-present.html' title='Summary - Present'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/SD1laSnIJXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/umCwIRuN3oQ/s72-c/20032008025+-+re.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1745180643375187437</id><published>2008-05-27T20:44:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:28.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Summary - Past</title><content type='html'>Okie, I'm back but I can't really tell for how long this time as ... well, not to say that I'm a person who lives by the day but ... it's just that I need to put more commitment into these whole blogging scene. I promise there will be at least one post a month, I promise ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got people asking and questioning me about the reason i stopped blogging bla bla bla ... and some even begged (ok, I admit I'm exaggerating here) me to resume blogging! Some might be expecting juicy, saucy stuff from me and my comeback and I hope I am not going to disappoint everyone out there who is reading my blog, as I always quote, "No Drama, No Life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwn9SnIJFI/AAAAAAAAAZU/eHG5572rN9s/s1600-h/20032008024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205079203254903890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwn9SnIJFI/AAAAAAAAAZU/eHG5572rN9s/s320/20032008024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep it short, I'll give a brief recap on things that have occured, is occuring and will be occuring in my life, my world. This summary consists of 3 parts: Past ~ Present ~ Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwpEinIJGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qcr-mDqvPbs/s1600-h/n688095079_3030863_7392%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205080427320583266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwpEinIJGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qcr-mDqvPbs/s320/n688095079_3030863_7392%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Academic&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with my first year of studies as a chemical engineering student with all the harsh subjects and courseworks this May (Engineering Maths 1 &amp;amp; 2, Applied Chemistry &amp;amp; Physics, Fluid Mechanics, Professional Skills, Thermodynamics, Separation Process Fundamentals, Heat &amp;amp; Mass Transfer, Engineering Industries, Process Engineering Project, Modern Process Chemistry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwp3SnIJHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Y7NN7O9vRhI/s1600-h/DSC03562+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205081299198944370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwp3SnIJHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Y7NN7O9vRhI/s320/DSC03562+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Anniversary&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Turned 22 in January and is starting to feel old. My one and only arm tattoo which will be going into grave with me on the day I decease(don't think I will erase it) turned 1 year old in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwqnCnIJII/AAAAAAAAAZs/x6zv93lAi7Y/s1600-h/n522601940_426942_7705%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205082119537697922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwqnCnIJII/AAAAAAAAAZs/x6zv93lAi7Y/s320/n522601940_426942_7705%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Art&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Got back into the art scene by being a volunteering actor in the 'Short &amp;amp; Sweet Workshop' at the Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre in April, and is intending to be more active in the theatre the upcoming year. Did some acting for my cousins' documentary on the 'Teenagers of the New Age'(will try to get the video from her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwreSnIJKI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pzBCvdawshw/s1600-h/51pRWrTNRZL._SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205083068725470370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwreSnIJKI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pzBCvdawshw/s320/51pRWrTNRZL._SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Books&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Tales of the City &amp;amp; More Tales of the City by Armistead Maupin gives an insight on the life of San Francisco(one of my favourite city) which I bought while I was in the States last summer. There are 6 books from the series, 2 down 4 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwsjynIJLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/gZWrsdzPUX4/s1600-h/celine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205084262726378674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwsjynIJLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/gZWrsdzPUX4/s320/celine.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Concert&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with the diva 'Celine Dion' in April at Stadium Merdeka, a one of a lifetime not to be missed performance which was attended by the King &amp;amp; Queen of Malaysia. Am happy to have attended her concert, as I missed out the one in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwuWynIJNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Jd8IAOmW6k4/s1600-h/CIMG5353+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205086238411334866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwuWynIJNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Jd8IAOmW6k4/s320/CIMG5353+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Election&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Elected for the first time in my life and was a part of Malaysia's 12th General Election in March in which the National Front(Barisan Nasional) won only by a simple majority to the oppositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwtDinIJMI/AAAAAAAAAaM/M1CokFaMcYk/s1600-h/n566121209_1135424_8816%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205084808187225282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwtDinIJMI/AAAAAAAAAaM/M1CokFaMcYk/s320/n566121209_1135424_8816%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Event&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Got involved and was the secretary for my university's Students Association Entertainments Team last autumn, which was in charge of the biggest annual event of our university ~ The Annual Dinner(themed 'Bedazzled'). Apart from that, was also the coordinator for the 'Mr &amp;amp; Ms Nottingham 2008 ~ Auditions, Semi-Finals &amp;amp; Finals'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDw1lSnIJWI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ID3gyIUaREc/s1600-h/42-15350421%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205094184100832610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDw1lSnIJWI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ID3gyIUaREc/s320/42-15350421%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Health &amp;amp; Fitness&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Got introduced and addicted to Yoga &amp;amp; Pilates! Found it very spiritually and mentally helpful in aiding to ease the mind of a fast-paced urban soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDw0jCnIJUI/AAAAAAAAAbM/cvmV_do3Tu0/s1600-h/CIMG5266+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205093045934499138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDw0jCnIJUI/AAAAAAAAAbM/cvmV_do3Tu0/s320/CIMG5266+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Went for a short 3 days 2 night outdoor trip to Endau-Rompin State Park, with my former elementary school classmates in May, got to immerse ourselves in the nature and to strengthen bonds among old school buddies. Donated blood too, to irritating and annoying mosquitoes and eerie and gross leaches. Ewww ... For more updates and pictures, try one of my buddy's(Taw Jin) blog post on this particular trip at - http://babebuddie.blogspot.com/2008/05/endau-rompin-trip.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwywCnIJTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jjEcoUrPzVE/s1600-h/iron-man-poster2-big+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205091070249542962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwywCnIJTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jjEcoUrPzVE/s320/iron-man-poster2-big+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Movies&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Watched a couple of movies along the months and only a few caught hold of my attention. Iron Man, Fool's Gold, Indiana Jones 4, Horton Hears A Who &amp;amp; Ma Vie En L'air(Love Is In The Air).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwyZinIJSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jXLsxfZ1Gqo/s1600-h/maroon-5+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205090683702486306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwyZinIJSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jXLsxfZ1Gqo/s320/maroon-5+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Was into Sara Bareilles, Colbie Caillat, Spice Girls, Leona Lewis, Amy WineHouse, Maroon 5, Jordin Sparks &amp;amp; Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwx8CnIJRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/FEuZSShh64c/s1600-h/cityview+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205090176896345362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwx8CnIJRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/FEuZSShh64c/s320/cityview+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;New Encounter&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Found this very beautiful spot called the 'Look Out Spot' on a hilltop which oversees the whole cityview of the bustling Kuala Lumpur in February. Started using Facebook in November and has never been so addicted before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwwJynIJPI/AAAAAAAAAak/Zki_woAPnRY/s1600-h/Elijah_Wood-r676863+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205088214096291058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwwJynIJPI/AAAAAAAAAak/Zki_woAPnRY/s320/Elijah_Wood-r676863+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;People&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Met new faces while working for the Entertainments Team. Got the opportunity to meet up with Carmen Elektra, Kelly Rowland &amp;amp; serve Elijah Wood while working in LAX Terminal 6 as a barista last summer. Can't believe that I actually have the chance to bump into them ... they were awesome and Elijah Wood is shorter than I am. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwvhSnIJOI/AAAAAAAAAac/VfRuESghc0w/s1600-h/relation+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205087518311589090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwvhSnIJOI/AAAAAAAAAac/VfRuESghc0w/s320/relation+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Relationship&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Undergone in some sort of confusing phase with someone that I would consider as a fling which didn't turn out well, as the person was in a relationship with someone at that moment which made me a 3rd-Party. The lovey-dovey didn't last for long but we are still in good terms(I hope)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwxBSnIJQI/AAAAAAAAAas/Bhkt96gOn5A/s1600-h/key_art_make_me_a_supermodel+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205089167579030786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwxBSnIJQI/AAAAAAAAAas/Bhkt96gOn5A/s320/key_art_make_me_a_supermodel+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;TV Reality &amp;amp; Series&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;As usual, American Idol ~ Season 7(where David Cook was crowned winner). Besides that, Project Runway ~ Season 6, Make Me A SuperModel(i strongly recommend this, as it is so much better than America's Next Top Model &amp;amp; the models are hotter!), 30 Rock (Primetime Emmy Award for Outstanding Comedy), Pushing Daisies, Californication (contains adult content). Am still allocating time for Heroes, Prison Break &amp;amp; Grey's Anatomy thid summer. Thank God the Writer's Guild didn't pen down and not write anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDw1KCnIJVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YFspRGyCzY8/s1600-h/IMG_5066+-+re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205093715949397330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDw1KCnIJVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YFspRGyCzY8/s320/IMG_5066+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Was with my dad for a couple of months helping him with his company as his PA resigned, and so I had to aid him in exports. Dealt with foreign customers, from Indian to Thai. Did mistakes, learned new stuffs. Other than that, I also did a 5 day roadshow for the 'Dutch Lady' dairy company at Midvalley Megamall in May, and I enjoyed the process a lot especially communicating with the consumers, it was actually my first time doing sales, and I admit, I performed somewhat good! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done with my first comeback post, I know it may seem to be a little too long, but hell, it's been sometime and this is what some are asking for, non? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1745180643375187437?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1745180643375187437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1745180643375187437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1745180643375187437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1745180643375187437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2008/05/summary-past.html' title='Summary - Past'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/SDwn9SnIJFI/AAAAAAAAAZU/eHG5572rN9s/s72-c/20032008024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1462863561599309007</id><published>2007-12-03T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:06:43.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Headlines</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WcAlA4iY_kY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WcAlA4iY_kY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1462863561599309007?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1462863561599309007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1462863561599309007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1462863561599309007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1462863561599309007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/12/headlines.html' title='Headlines'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-8603151732948600496</id><published>2007-11-10T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:29.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawt'/><title type='text'>All Blacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW4B5DZrGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yUa70AGbswk/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131209693093014626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW4B5DZrGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yUa70AGbswk/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH ... My trunks are too short! Am i exposing too much or what?! It's damn airy down there ... Oooooo Coooooooool ... I can feel it shrinking ... : P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW3yJDZrFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/szmbLuNTOwo/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131209422510074962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW3yJDZrFI/AAAAAAAAAZA/szmbLuNTOwo/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention!!! All crews in black listen up! We are going to show the rest what we have under those short pants ... Did i just say pants!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW3b5DZrEI/AAAAAAAAAY4/78KkgTrEJME/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131209040257985602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW3b5DZrEI/AAAAAAAAAY4/78KkgTrEJME/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy mates in Black! Hey ... Why is the guy at the back not in black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW3MpDZrDI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZDYm8D71tfw/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131208778264980530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW3MpDZrDI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZDYm8D71tfw/s320/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine is good for our skin, especially when we wear black. It absorbs faster ... Hawtz!!!&lt;br /&gt;And what do you do when you feel hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW2QJDZrBI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0x3DSPP98o4/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131207738882894866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW2QJDZrBI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0x3DSPP98o4/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-8603151732948600496?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/8603151732948600496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=8603151732948600496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8603151732948600496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8603151732948600496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-blacks.html' title='All Blacks'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RzW4B5DZrGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/yUa70AGbswk/s72-c/DSC00378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-4174653204953777493</id><published>2007-10-21T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:29.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Interpret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rxr3lyt4rKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1KBORnIdsLk/s1600-h/DSC03714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123679754728811682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rxr3lyt4rKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1KBORnIdsLk/s320/DSC03714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They say clouds show and interpret stuffs. What can you see here? What can you tell? I say .................................... it's going to get dark!!! :P&lt;br /&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/7650486-4174653204953777493?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4174653204953777493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4174653204953777493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4174653204953777493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4174653204953777493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/interpret.html' title='Interpret'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rxr3lyt4rKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1KBORnIdsLk/s72-c/DSC03714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-4608437889677721597</id><published>2007-10-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:30.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Mid-week Gang Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwz0tvWMNmI/AAAAAAAAAXs/P8Z4Lbz0Rto/s1600-h/CIMG9188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119735943054243426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwz0tvWMNmI/AAAAAAAAAXs/P8Z4Lbz0Rto/s320/CIMG9188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mid-week movie night out with my bunch of crazy university course mates and this is what happened after 'Chuck and Larry'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz6PWMNhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WIH08T89FTk/s1600-h/CIMG9193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119735058290980370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz6PWMNhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WIH08T89FTk/s320/CIMG9193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz6vWMNiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ptnBJ9U7Eco/s1600-h/CIMG9194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119735066880914978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz6vWMNiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ptnBJ9U7Eco/s320/CIMG9194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz6_WMNjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/i1vlM9LARnQ/s1600-h/CIMG9209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119735071175882290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz6_WMNjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/i1vlM9LARnQ/s320/CIMG9209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gayest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz7PWMNkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/USq-jIGY7E0/s1600-h/CIMG9207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119735075470849602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz7PWMNkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/USq-jIGY7E0/s320/CIMG9207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the word behind the formation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz7fWMNlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FDIFGlHRXxc/s1600-h/CIMG9210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119735079765816914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwzz7fWMNlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FDIFGlHRXxc/s320/CIMG9210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You guys are the coolest! Rock On mates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-4608437889677721597?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4608437889677721597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4608437889677721597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4608437889677721597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4608437889677721597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/mid-week-gang-outing.html' title='Mid-week Gang Outing'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rwz0tvWMNmI/AAAAAAAAAXs/P8Z4Lbz0Rto/s72-c/CIMG9188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1702719191120360356</id><published>2007-10-07T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:30.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>The Lions have Arrived !!!</title><content type='html'>This is one of the funny commercials i came across when i was in the United States. I found this piece of advert at the San Diego Zoo's entrance and it captured my attention instantly! See and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118290355846657538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwfR9fWMNgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ywNYilKa4Is/s320/DSC04274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1702719191120360356?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1702719191120360356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1702719191120360356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1702719191120360356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1702719191120360356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/lions-have-arrived.html' title='The Lions have Arrived !!!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwfR9fWMNgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ywNYilKa4Is/s72-c/DSC04274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-7397566351378690599</id><published>2007-10-04T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:30.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Multi Tasking</title><content type='html'>I have always believed that one can only be successful if one can multi-task. It may seem easy to do many things at once, but in fact, it is not as simple as it seems to be. It is said that girls have a higher capability of coping with several tasks instantaneously than boys. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of agree with that statement, because i have challenged myself in to that before, and the result is, i am no different than the rest. In the end boys are still boys. Boys perform better when focusing on a particular subject while girls are better off with multi. Which is better - To multi task or to stick with one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117517399172330978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwUS9fWMNeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/GjKk6rBRuxw/s320/M.T.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad once questioned me, 'Do you want to be the master of one or jack of all trades?' Well, my answer would be ... all-rounded. Wouldn't it be good if one know some of everything? In this case, it would be easier for the person to mix around with people from all walks of life. Knowing a certain thing only makes a person rigid and limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i envy people who are really good at doing their thing. I feel bad for myself for not being able to fill my 'half glass full'. Lots of glass, but none full. Mom has also her opinion on this topic, she asked me if i prefered several blunt knives that could only hurt a being or a sharp one that kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am scratching my head for answers and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this is one of the main factor that is troubling me in life. UNCERTAINTY. I've once again encounter this problem, that is to study and work part-time at the same time or not. Should i just focus on studies or multi-task and learn to manage my time? I know humans cannot be greedy and has to settle with one choice, but one chooses what is best for them. What is best for me? I suppose it is only me who can provide the answer to my question. Think Yang ... decide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-7397566351378690599?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/7397566351378690599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=7397566351378690599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7397566351378690599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7397566351378690599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/multi-tasking.html' title='Multi Tasking'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwUS9fWMNeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/GjKk6rBRuxw/s72-c/M.T.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-4833620733629835364</id><published>2007-10-03T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:03:45.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Orgasmic Yummy</title><content type='html'>This clip was taped during an eating road trip to Malacca with my university buddies last May. I was caught... not really caught but asked on demand to perform it for the camera, and voilà this is the end-product. My friend even zoomed it to have a closer look at my expressions. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4IQy2grbys"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4IQy2grbys" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-4833620733629835364?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4833620733629835364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4833620733629835364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4833620733629835364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4833620733629835364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/orgasmic-yummy.html' title='Orgasmic Yummy'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-4821979269345605346</id><published>2007-10-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:31.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawt'/><title type='text'>All American Guys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKIXvWMNcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/7PWljQfI-Uw/s1600-h/4248[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116802068074214850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKIXvWMNcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/7PWljQfI-Uw/s320/4248%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKIX_WMNdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/l5rToYCpoLU/s1600-h/3838[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116802072369182162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKIX_WMNdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/l5rToYCpoLU/s320/3838%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKGMfWMNaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/giI-zBwAkv8/s1600-h/266[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116799675777430946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKGMfWMNaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/giI-zBwAkv8/s320/266%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKGMfWMNbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/0RUML-naRRw/s1600-h/3716[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116799675777430962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKGMfWMNbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/0RUML-naRRw/s320/3716%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116799010057500050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKFlvWMNZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/KGVECGxXxNA/s320/4245%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117520461484013042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwUVvvWMNfI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jt2hDc158nQ/s320/31396073834487l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7650486-4821979269345605346?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4821979269345605346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4821979269345605346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4821979269345605346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4821979269345605346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-american-guys.html' title='All American Guys...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwKIXvWMNcI/AAAAAAAAAWc/7PWljQfI-Uw/s72-c/4248%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-880711888413441226</id><published>2007-10-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:32.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374727418197346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDtPWMNWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HmBaK_aZLGw/s320/Re4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDtfWMNXI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Bb5jtsQ03e4/s1600-h/233248386RL156307781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374731713164658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDtfWMNXI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Bb5jtsQ03e4/s320/233248386RL156307781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDtvWMNYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/diLkpgx6QJM/s1600-h/Re1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374736008131970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDtvWMNYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/diLkpgx6QJM/s320/Re1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374220612056402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDPvWMNVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZpIJznaQ4io/s320/233246948RL842898903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDO_WMNSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fbrLPeYgaE4/s1600-h/Re6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374207727154466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDO_WMNSI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fbrLPeYgaE4/s320/Re6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDPPWMNTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/o3-yy5L1wSg/s1600-h/Re3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374212022121778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDPPWMNTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/o3-yy5L1wSg/s320/Re3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDPvWMNUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wVtBc9EP54E/s1600-h/Re2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374220612056386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDPvWMNUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wVtBc9EP54E/s320/Re2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116374203432187154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDOvWMNRI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0_41IQMVEIM/s320/217320139RL869450884+-+re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After months of negligence, i am once again back for more action. Stay tuned! &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/7650486-880711888413441226?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/880711888413441226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=880711888413441226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/880711888413441226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/880711888413441226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RwEDtPWMNWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HmBaK_aZLGw/s72-c/Re4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-9091584755787961028</id><published>2007-09-21T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T19:00:55.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every closet door.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Harvey Milk, American politician and gay rights activist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-9091584755787961028?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/9091584755787961028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=9091584755787961028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/9091584755787961028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/9091584755787961028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/09/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-8575063517088279029</id><published>2007-06-02T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:33.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day of My Life'/><title type='text'>StarBuckie in LAXY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RmDuvNWfKAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/P_4z3pFt9kI/s1600-h/yy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RmDuvNWfKAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/P_4z3pFt9kI/s320/yy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071315675224418306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-8575063517088279029?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/8575063517088279029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=8575063517088279029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8575063517088279029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8575063517088279029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/06/starbuckie-in-laxy.html' title='StarBuckie in LAXY'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RmDuvNWfKAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/P_4z3pFt9kI/s72-c/yy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-3184043874834727927</id><published>2007-05-24T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:33.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idol'/><title type='text'>The New Spark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlVOUNWfJ_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/myE7Yw_1Ui8/s1600-h/sv92f92i[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068043064763688946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlVOUNWfJ_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/myE7Yw_1Ui8/s200/sv92f92i%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations, Jordin Sparks!&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/7650486-3184043874834727927?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/3184043874834727927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=3184043874834727927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3184043874834727927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3184043874834727927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-spark.html' title='The New Spark'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlVOUNWfJ_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/myE7Yw_1Ui8/s72-c/sv92f92i%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-8593290536404189801</id><published>2007-05-22T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T12:31:34.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Boogie Wonderland</title><content type='html'>This is some dance me and one of my buddy Rowena choreographed for a performance. It is quite nice to watch the clip my friend taped after sometime! Boogie ... Old School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePr-4NE2Us8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePr-4NE2Us8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-8593290536404189801?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/8593290536404189801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=8593290536404189801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8593290536404189801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8593290536404189801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/boogie-wonderland.html' title='Boogie Wonderland'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-1324165280806853449</id><published>2007-05-22T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T12:13:11.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirror'/><title type='text'>*Flashing Back*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~ My Life ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EjY1fMILMPA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1324165280806853449?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1324165280806853449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1324165280806853449' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1324165280806853449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1324165280806853449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/flashing-back_22.html' title='*Flashing Back*'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-426259781118692044</id><published>2007-05-21T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:33.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Feed Me!</title><content type='html'>Have been eating a lot these few days! It was pretty much an eating marathon with some University coursemates. We stop for food whenever we possibly could. Rojak(mix fruit platter with prawn sauce), Cendol(Blended ice with coconut milk and sugar syrup), Popiah(Rice paper wrapped with vege), Chicken Rice Balls, Sate Celup(Peanut sauce steamboat), Crepes, Laksa(noodles), Seafood, Deep fried Prawn Wan Ton etc. Too much to be mentioned! I will try to post up some pictures if i manage to get it from my friend before i leave for the States. Very filling trip. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGGq9WfJ6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/c3XMgrdFqHw/s1600-h/I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066979128350025634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGGq9WfJ6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/c3XMgrdFqHw/s320/I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering if you have ever heard of this restaurant called 'Ninja Jones Izakaya' located at North Point Midvalley. It is a ninja based concept restaurant. The atmosphere is somewhat special, but i was a little disappointed as it is not like those ninja restaurant they have in Taiwan or Japan. Anyways, this is also not bad. Having ninjas serving you Japanese food. Not bad huh! I will rate the food as 7 out of 10. I have yet to try other dishes that they offer. The whole idea of this thing is quite fresh and i think it is the one and only in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGGrNWfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZLYvW3BS1DM/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066979132644992946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGGrNWfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZLYvW3BS1DM/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGHJtWfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/YdxxDyggRfY/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066979656631003074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGHJtWfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/YdxxDyggRfY/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGHJ9WfJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/GqLP9eupzoQ/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066979660925970386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGHJ9WfJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/GqLP9eupzoQ/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ... i have thought of starting one too. A French based restaurant with sexy French maids in short tight black and white costumes serving French.Well, that would be something new! Oh La La!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGHcNWfJ-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/N6enodkNSms/s1600-h/021901751[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066979974458583010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGHcNWfJ-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/N6enodkNSms/s320/021901751%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-426259781118692044?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/426259781118692044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=426259781118692044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/426259781118692044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/426259781118692044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/feed-me.html' title='Feed Me!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RlGGq9WfJ6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/c3XMgrdFqHw/s72-c/I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-4822137877161085663</id><published>2007-05-18T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:34.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day of My Life'/><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>Finally done with finals! What a relief ... i have wanted this day to come so badly. I don't go out when i am not having holidays, no outings with friends, no such related activities! I know this is mad as it is not healthy for one, but i can't betray myself for going out when i don't feel comfortable. Let's forget about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going for a short one day road trip with my classmates to Malacca and this is so going to be an eating event! Mentioning about eating, i went to Hartamas to get my tattoo repatched this afternoon, but unfortunately my tattoo artist is busy and couldn't squeeze time for me ... and i had to go back another day, so me and my brother headed down to a shopping mall for some food. Guess what we found! Our favourite Thai Mango Sticky Rice ... Mmmm Yum! It was great! I love to say 'I'm having orgasm!' whenever i have nice, mouth-watering, succulent food. : ) Irresistible! Hah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1-0NWfJ4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kkPwrpTprHQ/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065844591263950722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1-0NWfJ4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kkPwrpTprHQ/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily that made my day, because i went to the saloon to have my haircut this morning, and i was soooooooo pissed off with the stylist. He is no stylist. He can't even trim for goodness sake! I have planned to get my haircut before i leave to US so that i won't have to get another one there, which i assume is expensive, and this is what i got! Arrrggghhh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1_J9WfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/jmOM5uuJ6nk/s1600-h/000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065844964926105490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1_J9WfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/jmOM5uuJ6nk/s320/000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very disappointed with the stylist and went of to the conventional indian barber shop to trim everything off! I think this is soooooo much better than the previous one. Two haircuts in a day! Well Done! I love it trimmed and short : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1-aNWfJ3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/YS9wux7JCGE/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065844144587351922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1-aNWfJ3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/YS9wux7JCGE/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really blog lately, getting a little tired with this blog whole thing. I can't even think of what to write. Maybe i need sometime off, in order to refresh my mind for new ideas! Anyways, this piece of blog is just me updating my friends and those who are nice enough to know about my on-goings! Will try to get another few posts up before i leave for LA next Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-4822137877161085663?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4822137877161085663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4822137877161085663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4822137877161085663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4822137877161085663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rk1-0NWfJ4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kkPwrpTprHQ/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-8588016452391347821</id><published>2007-05-14T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:21:36.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>I Present to You ... Vitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~VITAS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle introduced to me this Latvian-born Russian singer whom we think is fabulous. Some see that he would walk out as an international breakthrough singer soon. People believe that he has the highest pitch on earth. This song that i would like to share is called Opera #2. It may sound eerie at points but by time, you would fall in love with it. I feel that this song brings us back in time, a time when things are at its darkest. If you think that is good, wait till you see the 2nd one at the bottom! Worth your loading time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OPERA #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ygJYxMP_ICY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the translation of lyrics of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house is built, but i am alone in it;&lt;br /&gt;the door got shut behind my back;&lt;br /&gt;the autumn wind is knocking on the window,&lt;br /&gt;crying again over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is thunder at night, and mist in the morning;&lt;br /&gt;the sun has got cold;&lt;br /&gt;pains from long ago go one after another,&lt;br /&gt;let them combine into one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house is built, but i am alone in it;&lt;br /&gt;the door got shut behind my back;&lt;br /&gt;the autumn wind is knocking on the window,&lt;br /&gt;crying again over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fate, and I can't ask&lt;br /&gt;fate for anything;&lt;br /&gt;but i know how after me&lt;br /&gt;winds would start howling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;POSVESHENIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Se1FFJjrsrw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Se1FFJjrsrw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-8588016452391347821?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/8588016452391347821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=8588016452391347821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8588016452391347821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8588016452391347821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-present-to-you.html' title='I Present to You ... Vitas'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-6606624845336521102</id><published>2007-05-07T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T19:54:54.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>What's That On My Leg?</title><content type='html'>Oh My God, this is so damn freaking funny and i really laughed until my tummy ached! Very Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TT4XO3Hjp7M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TT4XO3Hjp7M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-6606624845336521102?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/6606624845336521102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=6606624845336521102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6606624845336521102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6606624845336521102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-that-on-my-leg.html' title='What&apos;s That On My Leg?'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-4873772076603565825</id><published>2007-05-06T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:34.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Let's Say ... Random!</title><content type='html'>Well, just came about some stuffs today that i think would be interesting to post up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random 1&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was with my family at Times Square spending quality time when we stopped by for some mouth-watering ice-cream... Ooo ... My Favourite! That is when i saw this Motto on their Serviette&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061354675830112418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rj2LQu8dwKI/AAAAAAAAATk/0Ja87v9w6eo/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Huh ! 'WE DIP, YOU DRIP', this sounded absolutely ordinary until my dad added 'WE DIP, YOU DRIP, WE DRIP, YOU LICK!!!' ~sweats~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random 2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this thought while having lunch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Would A Female Astronaut Get Pregnant If She Were To Have Sex In Space? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravitationless??? I am desperate for an answer, maybe someone should try it out one day and let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random 3 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were flashing our pictures we have on our cell phone and showing off to each other, when my dad AGAIN said, "I have better ones!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 adults, facing pillars, guess what are they doing? See it for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061354680125079730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rj2LQ-8dwLI/AAAAAAAAATs/5AzFNBfH3M8/s320/Image(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-4873772076603565825?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4873772076603565825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4873772076603565825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4873772076603565825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4873772076603565825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-say-random.html' title='Let&apos;s Say ... Random!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rj2LQu8dwKI/AAAAAAAAATk/0Ja87v9w6eo/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-2598737129485596223</id><published>2007-05-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:35.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Oh Là Là !!!</title><content type='html'>It is the time again when all French movie enthusiast make their way into cinemas to catch well-received French films. You won't know until you watch it. If you are sick of summer blockbusters or if you couldn't grab any tickets of such, why not give the French a try. Here are some of the movies that would be flocking into some of the International Screens in Malaysia this summer from 24 May - 13 June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060708369151410290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_cu8dwHI/AAAAAAAAATM/stc0axawEyI/s320/6fff0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hors de prix (Priceless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060708369151410306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_cu8dwII/AAAAAAAAATU/XgKVh3kraok/s320/6fff0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La Science des Rêves (The Science of Sleep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060708373446377618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_c-8dwJI/AAAAAAAAATc/SL9W2DM26Tw/s320/6fff0708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Je vous trouve très beau (You are so beautiful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060707978309386274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_F-8dwCI/AAAAAAAAASk/zC9Dq95JxGM/s320/6fff0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fauteuils d’orchestre (Avenue Montaigne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060707978309386290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_F-8dwDI/AAAAAAAAASs/yjYmzHNAFNM/s320/6fff0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mon petit doigt m’a dit (By the Pricking of My Thumbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060707982604353602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_GO8dwEI/AAAAAAAAAS0/egIELcuTyjo/s320/6fff0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Je vais bien, ne t’en fais pas (Don’t worry, I’m fine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060707982604353618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_GO8dwFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/R5PjWYbLRgc/s320/6fff0704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La Môme (La vie en rose) - Life As A Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060707982604353634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_GO8dwGI/AAAAAAAAATE/l2kSxbxtC8A/s320/6fff0705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mon Meilleur Ami (My best friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about the movies, try &lt;a href="http://www.gsc.com.my/version2/intscreen/movies.asp?search=fff07"&gt;French Film Festival &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-2598737129485596223?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/2598737129485596223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=2598737129485596223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2598737129485596223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2598737129485596223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-l-l.html' title='Oh Là Là !!!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rjs_cu8dwHI/AAAAAAAAATM/stc0axawEyI/s72-c/6fff0706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-3575216361992226685</id><published>2007-05-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:55:58.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><title type='text'>Sperm Attack</title><content type='html'>This is a cute and funny banned commercial. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5RqesP5Xptg6Kca64"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5RqesP5Xptg6Kca64" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1q4ow_banned-commercials-durex-condom"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-3575216361992226685?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/3575216361992226685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=3575216361992226685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3575216361992226685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3575216361992226685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/sperm-attack.html' title='Sperm Attack'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-1625913742483776158</id><published>2007-05-04T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:45:38.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirror'/><title type='text'>PES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sitting around, staring blankly, rolling on the bed, falling asleep, checking my mails over and over again in an hour. What's wrong with me? Am i supposed to sit on my desk, study and read up on my notes for my finals next week? Damn! WTH ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having all these Pre-Exam Syndrome that is killing me! I have to overcome the devil that is unleashing within myself. Self-control and some determination is what i need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel pissed for reading the whole thing again. It seems like i know everything but in fact it isn't. All this uncertainties. What crap! Feel like blogging but at the same time, don't know what to blog about. Maybe it is the weather that caused me to feel so. Hate this feeling. If any of you who by chance read this, please let me know what i can do to make this better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1625913742483776158?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1625913742483776158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1625913742483776158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1625913742483776158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1625913742483776158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/05/pes.html' title='PES'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-2232910428129121066</id><published>2007-04-23T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T03:48:58.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><title type='text'>$100 Don't read this ad, the guy is a pervert</title><content type='html'>I am going to LA for 4 months this summer and me and my friends are very desperate to look for a cheaper place to stay in as the accomodation offered currently is at USD 120 per week in a 4 sharing bedroom. I even heard that that place is somewhat dodgy. Anyhow let's forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking on this site for sublet (part of a house one is oneself renting from the owner) appartments as it would be much cheaper compared to renting an appartment. So i came across this advertisement posted up . It wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;center&gt;$100 Don't read this ad, the guy is a pervert&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm that pervert. Hey, I warned you not to read the ad. Anyway, if you're kind of desperate, then this might work. WAIT STOP, give me the fuckin' keyboard, get the fuck out of my way, I'm going to finish this letter. Where were you now, oh, I see. If you're not desperate, then please respect his privacy and stop reading immediately. This dude I know (a really cool handsome devil to be sure) is looking for a person that wants to share a room with an older man. This older man is 41 and thinks he's a kid. He's not crazy, in fact he's quite brilliamt, he just never grew up. He has a decent job and goes off to the salt mines early every morning. Basically, he's too lazy to clean up his small room and his little car so he's looking for a live in houseboy, who can make his life less cluttered. He's definately not looking for sex, as in exchanging body fluids or anything like that. Ewww, yucky. but loves to get touched since he never got enough of it when he was a baby, whaaa. Unfortunately, who wants to touch a big tall hairy blued-eyed jewish grizzly bear? This is where the desperate part comes in. You get your own half of a bunk bed, the run of the really cool house in Watts next to the dash bus and the trains. All you have to do is spend a little time cleaning up and picking the critters out of his back hair and feel the love pouring into your life. This person is a master of performance personality. He can convincingly act any way that complements your act. Say, you're a take charge kind of person, then I'm sure you'll master this guy in nano-seconds, or if you want to be a wall flower; shy kind of person, then he wouldn't mind leading. He'll even let you call him daddy in public (or call you that in private). Don't let the excellent grammer and writing skills mislead you, this person gets along great with 19 year old dropouts as well as rocket scientists. Here's the deal breaker. No smokers. sorry, no dopers, double sorry. No criminals (one is enough), Oh, and you must respect every religion as this guy sucks up all the religious truths he can find from every source. So no die hard atheists, don't know or don't care is cool though. Rap music is OK, or if you hate it then he will too. Oh yeah, he's offering food and rent and stuff like that. No emails without a face pic. You get to choose the movies. This is a shared room and subsidized living situation and his preference is 19-22. He says he's just trying to help a young person get started and would feel weird supporting some low life older adult. Go figure. Females are encouraged to apply (he's so naive, he doesn't know any better). Remember, under any circumstance, this is a no-sex deal. Serious, although, what you do on the top bunk with yourself isn't going to shake him up too much. WHAT, get the fuck out of here. You're gonna get me busted again!. Give me that fuckin keyboard. Who was that guy, I never saw him before in my lifes. This is me. I disavow any knowledge of any...what the fuck, you mother f... BLAM "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brother laughed our heads off! Can't imagine what people can write about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-2232910428129121066?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/2232910428129121066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=2232910428129121066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2232910428129121066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2232910428129121066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/100-dont-read-this-ad-guy-is-pervert.html' title='$100 Don&apos;t read this ad, the guy is a pervert'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-7209786577161228205</id><published>2007-04-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:36.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Snap ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLA9-HtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KAVzjIKYUEE/s1600-h/DSCN2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055159929078161106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLA9-HtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KAVzjIKYUEE/s320/DSCN2466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLg9-HuI/AAAAAAAAASE/xsV7ktv0KUg/s1600-h/DSCN2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055159937668095714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLg9-HuI/AAAAAAAAASE/xsV7ktv0KUg/s320/DSCN2475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLw9-HvI/AAAAAAAAASM/aSTJYmlGXps/s1600-h/DSCN2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055159941963063026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLw9-HvI/AAAAAAAAASM/aSTJYmlGXps/s320/DSCN2491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055155049995312834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieEvA9-HsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/cR4ReeFzCk8/s320/CIMG9040+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055161058654560018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieKMw9-HxI/AAAAAAAAASc/kv2KrcSdkGM/s320/DSCN2502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Robin et Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055154513124400786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieEPw9-HpI/AAAAAAAAARc/LyFcTm80nSY/s320/CIMG9023+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moi et Gabriel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055154517419368098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieEQA9-HqI/AAAAAAAAARk/e3p4nsXDiD0/s320/CIMG9024+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eugene, Eu Ling, Moi et Stephy (les bon amis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieEQQ9-HrI/AAAAAAAAARs/S_PgifI0JpU/s1600-h/CIMG9031+-+RE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055154521714335410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieEQQ9-HrI/AAAAAAAAARs/S_PgifI0JpU/s320/CIMG9031+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Moi, Eugene, Jojo, Eu Ling, Stephy et Gabriel (copain Stephy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055154006318259826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieDyQ9-HnI/AAAAAAAAARM/NOSUMHM7jSY/s320/DSC03639+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moi, Eu Ling, Tina et Jennie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055154010613227138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieDyg9-HoI/AAAAAAAAARU/1EyTOHi8GFE/s320/DSC03641+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/7650486-7209786577161228205?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/7209786577161228205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=7209786577161228205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7209786577161228205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7209786577161228205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/snap.html' title='Snap ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RieJLA9-HtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KAVzjIKYUEE/s72-c/DSCN2466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-863686545032483155</id><published>2007-04-17T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:03:35.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><title type='text'>Ketchup Effect</title><content type='html'>This clip is hilarious! Have to watch it ... Satisfaction guaranteed !!! Enjoy all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails.swf?permalinkId=v206926JYM4PM9G&amp;id=anonymous&amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;videoAutoPlay=0" width="500" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-863686545032483155?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/863686545032483155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=863686545032483155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/863686545032483155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/863686545032483155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/ketchup-effect_17.html' title='Ketchup Effect'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-2561507469013938882</id><published>2007-04-17T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:48:16.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Sugar Baby Love</title><content type='html'>I came across this video clip and I find it very ... how should i say ... erm ... Well  ... see it for yourself ... There's a message behind it ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4dMNz3mAMOS555Twe"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4dMNz3mAMOS555Twe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xu45e_sugar-baby-love"&gt;Sugar Baby Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice, the last French phrase states "Live long enough to look for the best! Protect Yourself!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-2561507469013938882?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/2561507469013938882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=2561507469013938882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2561507469013938882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2561507469013938882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/ketchup-effect.html' title='Sugar Baby Love'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-6376273945418842780</id><published>2007-04-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:37.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><title type='text'>***Twilight Realm***</title><content type='html'>Am i born a performer? I think i am ... because it is always the case that i am performing for events more than attending it ... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ... i enjoy doing my thing on stage more than watching people performing ... although i am not the greatest but i know i entertain ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, my university held its annual dinner last night at Shangri-La Hotel and as mentioned before, i was chosen as one of the finalist for Mr Nottingham, so i had to do an opening dance with the rest of the finalists, walk down the runway, Q&amp;A and also perform a talent which was a dance for my part ... the winner of Mr and Miss Nottingham walked away with a Hugo Boss watch worth RM1980 and a night stay at Shangri-La Hotel ... Unfortunately i am not the lucky one. Maybe i am not good enough, but i have met lots of new friends ... we encountered ups and downs ... experienced and work things out together ... this is priceless ... the greatest prize i can ask for ... Once again, Congrats to the winner of Mr &amp;amp; Miss Nottingham!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEU5vzT2FI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rmCFHFpXfSo/s1600-h/DSC03693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053343239203182674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEU5vzT2FI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rmCFHFpXfSo/s320/DSC03693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to make this piece of blog wordy ... and they say picture worth a thousand words ... so ... here comes ... Enjoy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEWWPzT2GI/AAAAAAAAAQU/vwJNirxVWdE/s1600-h/DSC03583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053344828341082210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEWWPzT2GI/AAAAAAAAAQU/vwJNirxVWdE/s320/DSC03583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Tina(my catwalk partner who is also the winner for Miss Nottingham) doing the Q&amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEXZPzT2HI/AAAAAAAAAQc/IAvojSH8TVU/s1600-h/DSC03592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053345979392317554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEXZPzT2HI/AAAAAAAAAQc/IAvojSH8TVU/s320/DSC03592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Buddies ... Left Eu Ling out who was the Organiser of the event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEYqfzT2II/AAAAAAAAAQk/iV1zip7U05g/s1600-h/DSC03596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053347375256688770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEYqfzT2II/AAAAAAAAAQk/iV1zip7U05g/s320/DSC03596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yummy ... Dessert of the night ... Chocolate Coated Hazelnut Parfait with Summer Berry Coulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEZi_zT2JI/AAAAAAAAAQs/F7JYWA4DTas/s1600-h/DSC03615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053348345919297682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEZi_zT2JI/AAAAAAAAAQs/F7JYWA4DTas/s320/DSC03615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me doing my talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEapfzT2KI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_yG4EpndYx8/s1600-h/DSC03636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053349557100075170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEapfzT2KI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_yG4EpndYx8/s320/DSC03636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Results ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEbZvzT2LI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-DVdFYkhQ5U/s1600-h/DSC03640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053350386028763314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEbZvzT2LI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-DVdFYkhQ5U/s320/DSC03640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Tina ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEcR_zT2MI/AAAAAAAAARE/BQt4p_2PKu8/s1600-h/DSC03691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053351352396404930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEcR_zT2MI/AAAAAAAAARE/BQt4p_2PKu8/s320/DSC03691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Eu Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the pics that may turn out to be less clear ... Will try to get better ones in da future ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-6376273945418842780?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/6376273945418842780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=6376273945418842780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6376273945418842780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6376273945418842780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/twilight-realm.html' title='***Twilight Realm***'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RiEU5vzT2FI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rmCFHFpXfSo/s72-c/DSC03693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-893381602690193988</id><published>2007-04-08T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:11:46.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>~ 10 Weird Things @ Habits  ~</title><content type='html'>Hmmm ... tag ... what is a tag ... ??? I really have no idea about this thing, anyhow, i am doing what everyone is doing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, i was tagged by my cousin &lt;a href="rycerain.blogspot.com"&gt;Rycerain&lt;/a&gt; to do something on '&lt;strong&gt;10 Weird Things or Habit&lt;/strong&gt;' about myself ... This are some that i can think of now and i bet i can go even further if i have more time ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i start this post, i would like to give a friendly notice to those with weak hearts and mind ... as this might get a little ... well ... see and you will know ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Love Fingers&lt;/strong&gt; - i admire my fingers soooo much that i don't really enjoy trimming it (but i tend to keep it as clean as possible) ... and i also went for manicure a few times which my friends think that it's weird for a guy to do so ... Shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Half Veget'alien'&lt;/strong&gt; - don't eat particles of animals that live on land or survive on both land and water - that means i'm down to only seafood and vegetables ... Yup, a Pesco-Vegetarian &amp; I'm proud of it ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;McD Hair&lt;/strong&gt; - have tried dying my hair bronze orange, what's worse is that i had afro hairstyle at that same moment and ... Ewww ... can't imagine myself with that 'package' (looks like a bad faded hairdo Ronald McDonald)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Eau-De-Toilette&lt;/strong&gt; - i don't use paper to clean up my 'a**' after pooping unless i need to, I have to use clean water as i think it is much hygenic ... xx Don't Ask Why xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Mirror on The Wall&lt;/strong&gt; - have to spend at least 15 minutes in front of the mirror daily to dance, groom, pose, catwalk, act, squeeze pimples or talk to myself (sounds gross and freaky right?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Breathe of Fresh Air&lt;/strong&gt; - brush my teeth at least twice a day, once in the morning and another at night and won't brush if i've just kissed someone ... He he ... Muax !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Blanky&lt;/strong&gt; - i still have my 'blanket' (the one i use during my childhood days) locked and preserved in my closet, and i only stopped using it after my 12th birthday ... What a big baby .. Ha ha ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;To Be or Not To Be&lt;/strong&gt; - would be impressed after meeting good-looking and stunning individuals and have such thoughts like " Do I want to be with them or be them?" Hmmm ... have a high tendency of being a bisexual, transgender or homosexual ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Sex On The Beach&lt;/strong&gt; - This is not what you think, ok?! Drove through a place in Bisceglie, Italy called Pantano which is overlooking the sea with a bunch of friends to check out people having sex in cars and fortunately, we managed to find some ... Hah ... this happens in Malaysia too ... at 'Little Genting' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Dance To The Beat&lt;/strong&gt; - will dance in the car whenever i hear a groovy song without thinking of how others would see me ... can even switch my gear to neutral and dance ... How Dangerous, Madness !!! I even got myself into an accident once ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is a little something to share about myself ... How weird ??? You have to rate it for yourself ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Cuz, this is my first Tag ... and i enjoyed doing it ... Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-893381602690193988?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/893381602690193988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=893381602690193988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/893381602690193988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/893381602690193988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/10-weird-things-habits.html' title='~ 10 Weird Things @ Habits  ~'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-6065227139481275656</id><published>2007-04-07T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T17:11:55.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Two Fathers</title><content type='html'>My friend, Edwin sent me this clip from YouTube yesterday. I think it is something different and fresh ... very captivating ... nice tunes, good singer, wonderful kid!!! Enjoy ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#P.S# - Take note of the subtitles ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qf0puHJ-KM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qf0puHJ-KM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-6065227139481275656?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/6065227139481275656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=6065227139481275656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6065227139481275656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6065227139481275656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/two-father.html' title='Two Fathers'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-2438797538985679702</id><published>2007-04-06T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:38.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>It's Just Amazing ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhY2nWwfEpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mBQI5H2kJN4/s1600-h/photshop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050284081894331026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhY2nWwfEpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mBQI5H2kJN4/s320/photshop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Season 6 American Idol Finalists - Chris Richardson and Blake Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You see, i consider myself as a noob, as i don't really know how to use the computer and softwares offered in the market ... besides surfing the net and words for my paperwork. Just can't imagine that Photoshop can work that well ... It's just Fabulous ... Now, my dream of having pictures with any artist i desire will come true. Hmmmm ... too bad i don't know how to use the Photoshop ... BooHoo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Original Picture without PhotoShop Editting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050284081894331042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhY2nWwfEqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/39CY1v_Vges/s320/73684342%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-2438797538985679702?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/2438797538985679702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=2438797538985679702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2438797538985679702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/2438797538985679702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-just-amazing.html' title='It&apos;s Just Amazing ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhY2nWwfEpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mBQI5H2kJN4/s72-c/photshop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1088887123816965191</id><published>2007-04-05T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:45:32.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'>Who Are You ???</title><content type='html'>I have always wondered who reads my blog? From the clustermap, i find that there are readers from all parts of the world, but i would never know who they are ... Curiosity is killing me ... he he ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can roughly guess that some readers are my friends and some aren't ... So it would be appreciated for those who read my blog to leave a comment in order for me to get to know you better ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't hesitate to leave comments on my blog, as i want to know how people regard my blog, so that i can improve it by time. Constructive criticism is always welcomed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i am really thankful for those who are willing to spend their precious time to stop by at my blog. Merci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1088887123816965191?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1088887123816965191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1088887123816965191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1088887123816965191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1088887123816965191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-are-you.html' title='Who Are You ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-414215099516278016</id><published>2007-04-04T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:38.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Meet Them !!!</title><content type='html'>It is once again Wednesday night, a night when you can get tickets at a lower price. I've wanted to watch this movie before i've even heard of it, and this is the perfect day i suppose - my sister coming back from Sabah as she is having a 6 day break off her national service training. So, i decided to get tickets for 3 of us siblings, a night out with the brother and sister to the movies. The movie i picked was 'Meet The Robinsons'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049607646020047458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhPPZmwfEmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IUONcfP9kQw/s320/meettherobinsons_earlyposterbig%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a story about an orphan in search of his mother, who then met someone from the future whom promised to help look for his mom. Although this movie is not extraordinarily amazing, but i am moved by the message it tried to send across to the viewers. "Keep Looking Forward" I also loved this song they played in that movie, the song when they depart and say goodbye to each other. Little Wonders by Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rHpqV8xHVD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rHpqV8xHVD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, my sister fell asleep in the middle of the movie. (They should allow the trainees to have more quality sleeping time) Frankly speaking, it is not as bad as it seems to be. Anyways, the frogs are cooool !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049607650315014770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhPPZ2wfEnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mpHTYdpZGnE/s320/frankiethefrog%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the message and all, this character named Lewis (the main character with the blonde hair), reminded me of someone. Just someone ... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049607650315014786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhPPZ2wfEoI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vP3Ip3W0Yo4/s320/wilburandlewis%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-414215099516278016?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/414215099516278016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=414215099516278016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/414215099516278016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/414215099516278016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/meet-them.html' title='Meet Them !!!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RhPPZmwfEmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IUONcfP9kQw/s72-c/meettherobinsons_earlyposterbig%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-3435340051588447188</id><published>2007-04-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:57:29.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orientation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>WeekEnd</title><content type='html'>This weekend is just simply different from the normal mundane weekends i've had before. My Friday started off with my Applied Algebra for Engineers test which is a negative marking system (3 marks given for a right answer, 1 mark deducted for a wrong answer and no mark given for unanswered question) that consist of the topics that we have learnt since the past few weeks. Hmmm ... i think i did fine for the test ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, i had to wait for another 2 hours before heading down to Seremban for my dance lessons with the finalists of Mr &amp; Miss Nottingham. We are going to do an opening dance during the annual dinner. I hate the long and winding journey to the dance studio because the road to Seremban is always jam and it seems like i would take an afternoon to reach my destination. Pffft ... I was so surprised when the instructor asked me to do something that i have never done before in my whole life. He wanted me to do semi-flips ... who am i to do such stunts? I am no professional ... things ended quite awfully, as i squashed my glasses and i made my elbow swell due to the flips ... Ouch ... luckily my mom is nice enough to boil me an egg to rub on my red swollen elbow to resist it from getting a blood clot ... Got reallllly hungry after the dance session, and so i decided to go to the night market with my mom before dinner to fill my tummy before the hydrochloric acid leaves a hole in it ... ate lots of stuff ... stuffs that i don't normally eat ... i can tell that it was a nice walk ... enjoyed time with mom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 'Borat' which i personally think is a lame and boring movie, as i was forcing myself to laugh while eavesdropping on my neighbours who are arguing outside ... &lt;a href="mailto:+&amp;amp;!@$#%"&gt;+&amp;!@$#%&lt;/a&gt; before i fall flat on the bed ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to attend a pre-departure orientation for my work and travel program that i am going to this summer at Shangri-La hotel in the morning ... well ... wasn't that aspiring but i found out some facts, that is ... anyone who is found to have an open container of any liquid containing alcohol in public places will be detained ... the age limit for consuming alcohol is 21 - can you imagine that ??? In Malaysia (a Muslim country) we can consume alcohol at the age of 18 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, i have planned to meet a net friend in a club, as he told me that there is a foam party that evening ... I was soooo excited ... as this is my first time going to such a party with a theme and also to get wet!!! Sometimes, i think that i can be quite bold to meet up with someone i barely know ... and yes ... i went there alone ... remembering the first time i meet up with someone through the net ... hanged at the club before the party even started ... i didn't know what to wear ... so i brought extra clothes ... flip flops, surfer trunks, sleeveless shirt ... things that you can find people wearing at the seaside ... My friend's phone wasn't working so we had to just see whether we could bump into each other ... but it is no hard job, as my friend is a caucasian ... in the end we met and proceeded to the party ... i was warned to be extra careful with my belongings and also myself ... as the foam in the party makes our eyes sore ... the water might cause our skin to wrinkle and also ... the most important thing that i should take note ... that is someone might come over to molest or grope us !!! Yikes ... as the foam is as high as us humans, and ... so once people dive into the bubbles ... nothing could be seen but could only be felt ... scary ... luckily i didn't get groped or harassed ... hahaha ... maybe i am not good looking enough ... finally found an advantage for not being good looking ... hahaha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really shocked to see the things that happened in the club ... people down to only their trunks and bikinis ... Phew ... i am so worried that someone might just pull it off them and that is what happened to my friend ... sme guy just pulled his pants down ... and in return ... he gave him a slap for being a pervert ... hahaha ... good for him ... some people doing sexy movements on the floor ... like live porn show in the shower ... wet, foamy and sexy (to a certain extent it looked gross) ... i couldn't see well that night as i was wearing my glasses that i couldn't live without ... people pushing and jumping on each other ... doing body rubs ... drinking, smoking ( yes, can't believe how they can smoke when everything is soooo wet) ... splashing pails of ice cold waters they get from the bar on people ... what i can say that people went mad !!! To be frank, i didn't enjoy it as much as expected but it was worth the experience ... next time i can tell people that i have been to one before ... he he ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really thankful for my brother for picking me up from the club as i didn't want to bribe the policemen ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some sleep before meeting my partner for the Mr &amp;amp; Miss Nottingham Competition at Midvalley Megamall (a shopping mall). We did some shopping and i indeed had fun ... was so indulged in giving her opinions on what she can wear that evening that i totally forgot that i had to get mine too ... ha ha ... after an afternoon of walk ... things paid off ... she managed to get a nice 3 piece that costs less than RM120 ... took the train back after that ... as i am not going to drive the car to Midvalley unless i really have to ... because the parking rates have increased like ... 300% ... God save our wallet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this weekend has been a very interesting one for me ... from Test, Dance &amp; Injury, Orientation, Club &amp;amp; Experience to Shopping ... after all that ... i think it's time to get back to some work ... wait ... what's an Integration???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-3435340051588447188?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/3435340051588447188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=3435340051588447188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3435340051588447188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3435340051588447188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-weekend-is-just-simply-different.html' title='WeekEnd'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-1956308039603577548</id><published>2007-03-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:38.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day of My Life'/><title type='text'>Who Pranked ME ???</title><content type='html'>I was strolling to my car 2 days ago after dance practice when i noticed that there is a paper clipped on my wind screen. I was a little surprise when i read the first line, but then i was struck by misbelief and laughed my head off after that. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047711016869804722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rg0SbQlZurI/AAAAAAAAAPc/i6ZYhTjNkms/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;" To : The Owner Of The Car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the last warning . Do not park your car at my premises!! Pull out of Mr Nottingham. I Warn You!!!Don't think you can dance very well!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From : Your Worse Nightmare " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what is written on that piece of paper. To clarify things, first, i am not parking simply anywhere nor blocking any other vehicles. Second, i am parking inside the university's compound and who is that to say that that spot is your premise. Third, i don't mind pulling out of Mr Nottingham (a competition for our university student, something like a prom king kinda thing) . Fourth, if i can dance i would already be a professional! So, what is stated is not accurate and precise enough to defend his/her stand. Well, i found out that this was done by one of my friend and her boyfriend. What a prank ... he he ... Anyway, it is something to laugh about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1956308039603577548?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1956308039603577548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1956308039603577548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1956308039603577548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1956308039603577548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-pranked-me.html' title='Who Pranked ME ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rg0SbQlZurI/AAAAAAAAAPc/i6ZYhTjNkms/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-5113215200489448764</id><published>2007-03-24T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:39.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Pick'/><title type='text'>Idolise It!</title><content type='html'>I came across this picture at QC and i found it interesting ... and funny ... he he ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045476017333222962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgUhtKfmPjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/R7opzhHY0uM/s320/sanjayakat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-5113215200489448764?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/5113215200489448764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=5113215200489448764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5113215200489448764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5113215200489448764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/idolise-it.html' title='Idolise It!'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgUhtKfmPjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/R7opzhHY0uM/s72-c/sanjayakat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-3158257838468195495</id><published>2007-03-24T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T19:16:09.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chat'/><title type='text'>Busy ???</title><content type='html'>I was chatting with one of my friend on an afternoon after lessons, when i asked what was he about to do later ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : So, what are you going to do after lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : I have to look for my English lecturer to pass her something, but it seems like i can&lt;br /&gt;               never find her, because she is either away or busy. It has been 2 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : 2 weeks ?! Hmmm ... Busy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Yes, fucking busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ha ha ... fucking busy eh ... I wonder what she is busy with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Fucking! She is fucking busy fucking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh gosh ... Ha ha ha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Presentation of dialogue is not of the original conversation, abridged version)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-3158257838468195495?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/3158257838468195495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=3158257838468195495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3158257838468195495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3158257838468195495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/busy.html' title='Busy ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-9097478950770383467</id><published>2007-03-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:40.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Here I Come ...</title><content type='html'>Finally ... !!! I have waited for this for soooooo long and now i have got it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as some of you know, i have signed up for a work and travel programme for the summer, and after all the paperwork and visa interview ... I have finally made it through ... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;American Visa granted and that means ... 'America, here i come!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045118757658574258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPcx6fmPbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZdaiK_YO3lY/s320/flag_home_usflag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just looooove travelling and this time i would be there for 3 whole months, i can't imagine myself going overseas to work ... It's like a dream come true, the American Dream ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see ... America ... California ... Los Angeles ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do they have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045118761953541570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPcyKfmPcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wDE5x4K4oX0/s320/Driendl_Los_Angeles_la3_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045119294529486322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPdRKfmPfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1-uanlpQVpE/s320/city-of-beverly-hills-rodeo-drive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045119827105431042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPdwKfmPgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/14bzSw4vgVw/s320/hollywood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disneyland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045119290234519010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPdQ6fmPeI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1AumkF93eks/s320/disneyland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even my working place looks fab! He he ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045119827105431058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPdwKfmPhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Lb6bLv1G4ig/s320/LAX%2520and%2520Lights%25208x12%2520300%2520dpi%2520no%2520lamppost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Working as an attendant at LAX ... not a bad idea after all ... he he ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045121622401760802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPfYqfmPiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/jTQV3FZxsvo/s320/258197sdc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrrrghhh ... Just can't wait to be there for the summer!!! &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/7650486-9097478950770383467?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/9097478950770383467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=9097478950770383467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/9097478950770383467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/9097478950770383467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-come.html' title='Here I Come ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RgPcx6fmPbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ZdaiK_YO3lY/s72-c/flag_home_usflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1412442798006796702</id><published>2007-03-19T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:40.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance to the Music ...</title><content type='html'>So you think you can dance? Do you think i can? Well ... here is the story ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, i was this boy doubtful of whether i should go for the dance audition called "So You Think You Can Dance?" by Fermantle Media. I wasn't hoping for anything, WIN or LOSE ... as i might be leaving for US in May if i get the working visa from the embassy. Anyhow, my plans will definitely clash if all turn out as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043619903571217922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6JlH5zzgI/AAAAAAAAANo/h13qdCqIer0/s320/CIMG4299+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really prepare for the dance audition, i just picked a random song (Hit The Bongo by Tito Puente) and drove all the way to the audition site, that is Panggung Bandaraya which is located next to our National Court House. I was expecting a lot more of people but instead there were like ... maybe about a hundred to two hundred. All dressed into their dancing outfits. You may find people in Indian costumes, street wear, ballet dresses and all sorts. I went for the casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043619903571217906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6JlH5zzfI/AAAAAAAAANg/hfApmXdSJI0/s320/CIMG4298+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We registered ourselves and passed our CD with the song we want them to play to them. Then, we got our contestant number and we were asked to seat in the hall to wait for our turns. People were flipping, dancing, turning, waltzing their way in. So i got a spot near the steps and ... this pretty girl said hie ... i turned my back and found ... her ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043620706730102322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6KT35zzjI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LCQcFdddZ0s/s320/CIMG4302+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana Ibrahim. She will be the host for this reality show. She is nice and friendly, and wasn't expecting some celebrities to be that kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting for our turns when the P.I.C (person in charged) told us that they will be having an hour break. So ... what am i going to do during that period of time??? Obviously, i am not the next after the break ... my turn is going to be ... God knows!!! Luckily, i met a new friend and we took sometime and headed to MATTA fair at PWTC (Putra World Trade Centre). It was soooo crowded and people were grabbing for cheap travel packages and air tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043620702435135010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6KTn5zziI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PZR6lKL25Uw/s320/CIMG4303+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went back to the hall after lunch hour and i had to wait for another ... let's see ... 3 hours before my turn. Man ... it was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043619907866185234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6JlX5zzhI/AAAAAAAAANw/jjTLsjf4Ros/s320/CIMG4300+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally when it is our groups turn, we all got so tired and exhausted and we were complaining that we would not be able to give our fullest. We entered the stage, introduced ourselves and the judges told us that they would not be playing our song but they will play theirs. Gosh!!! What a surprise ... and all of us have to dance in accordance with the song played using our own choreographed steps. Ballet, classical, fusion, traditional, hip-hop, latin etc. Just can't imagine how it would turn out. I was the first in line and as i didn't prepared before hand, i chose free-style. It didn't turn out that well ... we were asked to dance with "Pump It by Black Eyed Peas' !!! All of us was given around 20 seconds to dance individually. Yes, just 20!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043620711025069634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6KUH5zzkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/M_98qVzNY38/s320/CIMG4301+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we proceeded to the waiting room. We waited for another 1 1/2 hour before the results were released. Some managed to get through the next round which was scheduled on the day after the next. Unfortunately, after waiting for 8 hours to dance for 20 seconds, i didn't get into the next round. Perhaps i wasn't on par, maybe i am not good enough or i am just not what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i feel glad that i have tried out for the auditions, it is no easy job. New friends, very professional dancers and a unforgettable memory + experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1412442798006796702?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1412442798006796702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1412442798006796702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1412442798006796702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1412442798006796702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/dance-to-music.html' title='Dance to the Music ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rf6JlH5zzgI/AAAAAAAAANo/h13qdCqIer0/s72-c/CIMG4299+-+RE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-4283405374552914738</id><published>2007-03-13T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:42.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y Exchange ???</title><content type='html'>Last week, i received a message from one of my Leo member saying that there are 2 youth exchangees (YEs) from Japan who are coming over to Malaysia for the week. For those who know me, they would understand that i will get all excited whenever i hear about youth exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Japanese girls - Momoko &amp; Yuri. One of my friend hosted Momoko during the last summer and she is once again back in Malaysia for more action. Actually the main reason is that, they came back for "Lee Hom" (a Taiwanese-based singer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWbMH5zzdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GEJJNsQRkC0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041105990493392338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWbMH5zzdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GEJJNsQRkC0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tea with Momoko &amp; Yuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i was talking to Momoko when we met up for a drink on one of the nights, i asked "Why Malaysia? You like Malaysia? Come for holidays?" She only nodded to my questions until something came to my mind, "Is it because Japan has sunk in 'Sinking of Japan' (a movie) and so it is why you come to Malaysia?" In just a second, everyone burst into laughters ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWb8X5zzeI/AAAAAAAAANY/PeSPeSnAz8w/s1600-h/sinking_of_japan[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041106819422080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWb8X5zzeI/AAAAAAAAANY/PeSPeSnAz8w/s320/sinking_of_japan%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about YE programmes ... i have been quite active in this particular programme since the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWVnH5zzYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/lQeYs2oN9BE/s1600-h/32306158955113l[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041099857280093570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWVnH5zzYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/lQeYs2oN9BE/s320/32306158955113l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sister with YEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have visited 2 countries, a month for both consecutive countries - Belgium and Italy and also my family has hosted twice. The hosting experience is just as splendid as the exchange experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWWln5zzZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EPsH_LKpSMQ/s1600-h/CIMG1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041100931021917586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWWln5zzZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EPsH_LKpSMQ/s320/CIMG1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mai &amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there might be barriers, but it is a wonderful thing to have the chance to experience the culture, tradition and history of different countries. Meet new people, bond relationships ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWYJ35zzbI/AAAAAAAAANA/b-wwraM2Sgc/s1600-h/IMG_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041102653303803314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWYJ35zzbI/AAAAAAAAANA/b-wwraM2Sgc/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Belgium Exchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWXin5zzaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pRP0Qkbkys8/s1600-h/CIMG3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041101978993937826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWXin5zzaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pRP0Qkbkys8/s320/CIMG3359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Italy Exchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i am not going to experience this whole thing this coming summer as i might be heading to the States to work for money. It is a waste, but first thing come first ... i got the job before this. I bet my siblings would enjoy this soooo much ... as this summer would be our first time hosting a French ... Oui, Français!!! Can't imagine that someone who is all over French culture is flying off to the 'City of Angels' ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering, how would the French YE look like ... hmmm ... would he look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWVTH5zzXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/flWof7nijeQ/s1600-h/Julien+Boisselier.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041099513682709874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWVTH5zzXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/flWof7nijeQ/s320/Julien+Boisselier.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Julien Boisselier (French Actor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWUoH5zzVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LV_Y5L9-NAo/s1600-h/Mathieu+Kassovitz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041098774948334930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWUoH5zzVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LV_Y5L9-NAo/s320/Mathieu+Kassovitz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mathieu Kassovitz (French Actor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWU7X5zzWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I8iAGTms4-4/s1600-h/Erwan+Fouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041099105660816738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWU7X5zzWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/I8iAGTms4-4/s320/Erwan+Fouquet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have no idea who is this. Most probably a French actor. Well, that is not important, as long he is HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about the whole thing, why do i get all excited when there is someone foreign staying in my house? Does it make me feel international? I was figuring this out when a thought bolted my mind. I've all the while been hosting, but it is just that i didn't realise ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWY3X5zzcI/AAAAAAAAANI/O_WqSTZytbI/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041103434987851202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWY3X5zzcI/AAAAAAAAANI/O_WqSTZytbI/s320/Image111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Philippine maid!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-4283405374552914738?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/4283405374552914738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=4283405374552914738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4283405374552914738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/4283405374552914738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/y-exchange.html' title='Y Exchange ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RfWbMH5zzdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GEJJNsQRkC0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-8585353068966784508</id><published>2007-03-08T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:42.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touch of English?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Carrying my big black bag, hurrying down the corridor to attend my English lesson which i was going to be late this morning until i realised ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bubble Speech : " Hey what is this? Why is it here? Am i dreaming or is it real?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed that most of the people gave a weird glance at that 'red thing' which is situated in front of my university's cafeteria when they walked by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it supposed to make the university more 'English'? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes it look like that 'red thing' has lost its way in a tropical country. Ha ha ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow ... our university is a sub-division of 'The University of Nottingham UK', and we should be proud of it, and so that is why a little taste of English is necessary, except that our 'University of Nottingham Malaysia' is located in some palm estate called Broga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039517989422933026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Re_26S6-pCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FgyFf8BCt-k/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't imagine myself feeling 'English' everytime i walk pass that 'red thing' !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-8585353068966784508?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/8585353068966784508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=8585353068966784508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8585353068966784508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8585353068966784508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/touch-of-english.html' title='A Touch of English?'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/Re_26S6-pCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FgyFf8BCt-k/s72-c/Image108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-162560123628552841</id><published>2007-03-05T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote - Sex</title><content type='html'>Was looking up at the March issue of "living arts Malaysia" (a free monthly publication about the happenings of arts in Malaysia) by 'The Actors Studio' this evening when i came across this very special section called ' Celebrities On Sex'. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the quotes i found interesting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bisexuality immediately doubles your chances for a date on Saturday night." - &lt;strong&gt;Rodney&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Dangerfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation. The other eight are unimportant." - &lt;strong&gt;Gerorge&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Burns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Women might be able to fake fucking. But men can fake whole relationships." - &lt;strong&gt;Sharon Stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038406266439406034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RewDzgE5EdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PoRQsDLusGM/s320/nicholsonphoto2_sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch." - &lt;strong&gt;Jack Nicholson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038405652259082690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RewDPwE5EcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nuoWTjBPQNs/s320/roseanne-barr%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but i think of it as the only time of the month that i can be myself." - &lt;strong&gt;Roseanne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place." - &lt;strong&gt;Billy Crystal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's very little advice in men's magazines, because men think, i know what i'm doing. Just show me somebody naked." - &lt;strong&gt;Jerry Seinfeld&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038405652259082674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RewDPwE5EbI/AAAAAAAAALw/O-z2IfZxdH4/s320/Robin%2520Williams%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time." - &lt;strong&gt;Robin Williams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's a new medical crisis. Doctors are reporting that many men are having allergic reactions to latex condoms. They say they cause severe swelling. So what's the problem?" - &lt;strong&gt;Dustin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hoffman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what do you know about sex? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7650486-162560123628552841?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/162560123628552841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=162560123628552841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/162560123628552841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/162560123628552841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/quote-sex.html' title='Quote - Sex'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RewDzgE5EdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PoRQsDLusGM/s72-c/nicholsonphoto2_sm%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-7038095278432445103</id><published>2007-03-01T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:42.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I ?</title><content type='html'>Hey, finally !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have waited for this to take place in Malaysia for a such long time ... after the not so well received tv reality show 'Malaysian Idol' which i did took part just for the sake of gaining some experience, now they are coming up with 'So You Think You Can Dance'. I am sooooo absolutely delighted by this news !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036639142603085842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReW8nWyvWBI/AAAAAAAAALc/peq19P1nEZ0/s320/logo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, 2nd thing, should i go for the audition or not? Gosh ... i am in such a dilemma now. To &lt;strong&gt;GO&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; to go ? I thought of giving it a try but ... i am neither good in the modern street dances nor social dances although i have attended lessons. It is not easy to pick the right dance and right song to make you shine. Think ... think ... think ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should i do ??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7650486-7038095278432445103?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/7038095278432445103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=7038095278432445103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7038095278432445103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7038095278432445103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/03/should-i.html' title='Should I ?'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReW8nWyvWBI/AAAAAAAAALc/peq19P1nEZ0/s72-c/logo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-3237546531871906195</id><published>2007-02-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:45:44.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quote"</title><content type='html'>I got this from Yahoo! Horoscope and i find it very useful ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Romance is supposed to be fun, not a chore -- right? So if you're grimly working on getting closer to someone right now, stop what you're doing. The stress isn't good for you. Arguments, missed dates, conflict -- these aren't merely obstacles to moving your relationship forward. They may be signs that now is not the time for the two of you. Step back from the relationship and give the other person time to realize how much he or she misses you when you're not around. " &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-3237546531871906195?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/3237546531871906195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=3237546531871906195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3237546531871906195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/3237546531871906195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/quote.html' title='&quot;Quote&quot;'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-5568902838725725063</id><published>2007-02-26T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:44.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Festival</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year (CNY) or also known as the spring festival is a time when Chinese clock the start of the New Lunar Calendar and it lasts for 15 days. Although it is already the 9th day of CNY today, but it is never too late to share what it is about this festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY was celebrated before the Qin Dynasty and it is believed that different dynasties have their own calendar to which CNY is celebrated - month 1 during the Xia Dynasty, month 12 during the Shang Dynasty and month 11 during the Zhou Dynasty. It is until then Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty established month 1 as the beginning of CNY. - Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035804170895972178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLFNmyvV1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/bLHUZCOBFs8/s320/dynasties%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035805691314395042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLGmGyvV6I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4VLIHh5dts4/s320/wudi0008%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a myth saying that there used to be a Man-Eating beast, 'Nian' who comes out to hunt for prey in every 12 months. It was a deadly beast and it caused a number of death. And so, human found out that 'Nian' is afraid of the colour Red and loud noises and that is when people spark firecrackers and wear red to scare off 'Nian'. From then on, Chinese wear red and celebrate this festive season with crackers to scare of evil spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035804166601004866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLFNWyvV0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/BzNHblJkB2U/s320/275px-MingQilin%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY as mentioned, is celebrated for 15 days. It all starts with :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY Eve - all family members gather around to have an annual family reunion dinner this day to mark the end of the year and usually there would be a praying procession to the 'God of Fortune' later in the evening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035804926810216290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLF5myvV2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/TKDTGfHpAmE/s320/FortuneGod%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day - this day, people are told not to wash their hair as it will wash their luck and fortune away, it is also a day where people abstain from consuming meat as it is believed that it ensures longevity. Families pay visit to the eldest member of the extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day - it is a day when married daughters visit their own families, besides that, Chinese would also pray to their ancestors and the Gods. On this day, humans are also asked to treat dogs extra kind as it is believed that it is the day of the dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035808036366538690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLIumyvV8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/c6GCbL-sv_o/s320/puppies-page%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd &amp; 4th Day - it is believed that people shouldn't visit any of their families or friends as it is an inauspicious day to visit. But in modern days, people are less superstitious and wouldn't care much about what is said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Day - on this day, people would pray to the 'God of Wealth' as it is the birthday of the God, it is known as 'Po Wu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Day - the 7th day is known as the day of human or man's birthday, on this day people grows a year older, and there is a tradition saying that 'Yu Sheng', a special dish is eaten on this day for luck and prosperity, this dish is widely eaten in South East Asia such as my country, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035805691314395026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLGmGyvV5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/dYk4z0k_DOI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th Day - it is the birthday of the Jade Emperor or God of Heaven, Hokkiens pray to this God as thanksgiving. Sugarcane is used when praying because it is believed that the cane saved the Hokkiens from exterminations ages ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035808032071571378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLIuWyvV7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QFTT1MDmpa8/s320/180px-A00280%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th Day - people are encouraged to consume simple food such as congee on this day after eating oily and rich food for the past few days of the CNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Day(Chap Goh Mei) - it is the last day of the CNY and it is also known as the 'Valentine's Day' of the Chinese. Glutinous rice are eaten on this day for togetherness. On this day, females who are single and who is also looking for a life partner would take this opportunity to jot their personal details on mandarin oranges to throw into lakes and ponds while single men would net them up to contact the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035811085793318898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLLgGyvV_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/0Lw38JSb-H4/s320/180px-Taiwan_lantern_festival%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that Chinese would relate during CNY are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Packets (money packets) - given by elders or married couples to unmarried singles, the amount given is usually even numbers as odd number is unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035809509540321234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLKEWyvV9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/5Bx_T9JeEtk/s320/250px-Laisee%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin Oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035804162306037554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLFNGyvVzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lcSrRdD15Dg/s320/191-752%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035804931105183618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLF52yvV4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/LhEhZ_MRPUk/s320/Lion%2520Dance%2520(Mui%2520Fa%2520Chong%25201)%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks and Firecrackers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035804931105183602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLF52yvV3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/yy65FT1T8Nk/s320/fireworks12%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanterns, Ornaments and Decorations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035809513835288546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLKEmyvV-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/6Z71W40eOjQ/s320/lps0521%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and Offerings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally not forgetting, family and friends ... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035811085793318914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLLgGyvWAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/_3F4vxLxv8w/s320/IMG_0452%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby wish everyone who is celebrating this festival a Happy Chinese New Year and may the new year bring good luck and good wishes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-5568902838725725063?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/5568902838725725063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=5568902838725725063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5568902838725725063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5568902838725725063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/red-festival.html' title='Red Festival'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/ReLFNmyvV1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/bLHUZCOBFs8/s72-c/dynasties%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-965696848422087194</id><published>2007-02-24T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:51:08.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>I went through my cousin sister's blog and this is what i found interesting. Something to share about ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9900" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFD79A"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/not-scary.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee !!! I am not scary and 'Everyone loves Yang???' How true ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 56% Gentleman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/gentleman-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally you act like a gentleman, but sometimes you're careless with your manners.&lt;br /&gt;Most people know that you're trying your best - and that's usually good enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/"&gt;Are You A Gentleman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo ... trying too hard to be a gentleman ... at least i am putting an effort. Duh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;And that's marriage - with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;You're serious about settling down some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man !!! Is this true ??? But somehow i have thought of taking things stable and steady ... too tired to even try out things at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Type: INTP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are honest and serious about commitment.&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex is something you think about and desire a lot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are pure in your affection and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to be suspicious and distrusting at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ENTJ and ESTJ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of it is right but i'm doubtful with the 'sex'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Lust Quotient: 35%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/lust-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly lustful person, but nothing out of the norm.&lt;br /&gt;You usually keep your lust under control, but sometimes it gets the better of you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchlustdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Lust Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge for yourself !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-965696848422087194?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/965696848422087194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=965696848422087194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/965696848422087194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/965696848422087194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-6862759986601629598</id><published>2007-02-20T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:04:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsuki To Naifu</title><content type='html'>I first found this song in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt; and i fell in love at first listen ... i thought that i would like to share this with those who might be interested ... Enjoy !!! Try the lyrics ... very touching ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8nhBWGbh4l/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8nhBWGbh4l/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics in Japanese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku no kotoba ga tarinai no nara&lt;br /&gt;Mune wo naifu de saite eguridashite mo ii&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no mayoi to iiwake gurai&lt;br /&gt;Hontou wa boku datte kizuiteta no sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itsuka matta anna fuu ni dareka wo nikumu no ka na&lt;br /&gt;Datoshitara motto motto&lt;br /&gt;Dakishimete toge no you ni kokoro ni sasareba ii&lt;br /&gt;Anata ni zutto zutto nokoreba ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima sara nani mo iwanai keredo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no kotoba wa zenbu uso de iindarou&lt;br /&gt;Konna koto bakari kurikaeshitetara&lt;br /&gt;Boku no namida wa itsuka tsuki ni todoku darou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa matta anna fuu ni dareka aiseru no ka na&lt;br /&gt;Sono toki wa kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;Kaguwashii kaze no you ni toki ga nagarereba ii&lt;br /&gt;Itsumademo zutto zutto tsuzukeba ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Translation of the Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my words are not enough for you&lt;br /&gt;You can rip my chest open and cut out the heart with a knife&lt;br /&gt;Even I have noticed&lt;br /&gt;Your excuses and hesitations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I someday hate someone like that again?&lt;br /&gt;If so, I will more and more embrace you&lt;br /&gt;And you can pierce my heart like a splinter&lt;br /&gt;As long as I remain forever in your memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I won't say anything again&lt;br /&gt;It's okay if all your words are lies&lt;br /&gt;If things like this happen over and over&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will my tears reach the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be loved by someone like that again?&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I will let it loose&lt;br /&gt;And let the time passes like a breezy wind&lt;br /&gt;I hope it continues forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-6862759986601629598?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/6862759986601629598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=6862759986601629598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6862759986601629598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/6862759986601629598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/tsuki-to-naifu.html' title='Tsuki To Naifu'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-7723427446268777482</id><published>2007-02-20T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:55:01.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouting Out Loud</title><content type='html'>Before i start typing my blog, i'm going to say that this piece would not be a very delighting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans have feelings and i used to think that i could control how i feel in 'Just a Heart Beat'. It is true , but supressing it would make things even worse. I know it is impossible to please everyone. If this continues, it might cause disorders. I think i have to deal with this before things turn out to be serious ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have in mind that i don't really care how people would regard me, but indeed i mind. Constatntly thinking about what are in the minds of the people. Why should i care about how they feel when there are people who don't. You would tend to get tired by time because this is not 'YOU'. Having everything inside you that may cause a major disruption in life ... Don't try to pity me, i don't buy that ... don't try to be nice to make me feel better because that would only make it even worse !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to be emotional and sensitive,  but this is not the fact. The truth is i am. I'm very unsure about things and the future, about myself ... basically everything. People say, this is a phase and you would grow out of it. It is easy to say but it is not easy to do so. I am very sick of being worried about stuffs that i shouldn't be worrying about. Thinking too much ... Life is a challenge ... YES ... so i should just wait for things to screw and then mend it later ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out that being realistic is good in life, without being cruel, you would not survive in this harsh world. Damn it ... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i should just end everything that does not make me feel good ... by this, it can make my life easier ... say whatever you like but this is my life and this is how i want it to be ... THE END !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much comfortable now ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-7723427446268777482?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/7723427446268777482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=7723427446268777482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7723427446268777482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/7723427446268777482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/shouting-out-loud.html' title='Shouting Out Loud'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-5500314291785496681</id><published>2007-02-16T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:45.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cut for the New Year ...</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is around the corner and everyone is flocking into barbers and saloons just to get a better and fresher look for the new year ... not forgetting about myself too ... people are willing to pay for a higher price although it has increased by at least 20% ... would you rather invest on your hair or risk showing bad hair to relatives and friends???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a hair cut reminds me of the old styles i have tried ... bold and daring to simple and easy ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy- Goer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032108205327045970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWjwGHY1VI/AAAAAAAAAIE/f-pV4uPViaI/s320/Cast+-+CIMG2210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frizzy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032106925426791682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWilmHY1QI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JnN-AushnyQ/s320/CIMG0303+-+Re.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oriental-Asian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032107260434240818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWi5GHY1TI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YzYvXe7M56Y/s320/DSCF9567+copy+-+Re.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Punkster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032106921131824370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWilWHY1PI/AAAAAAAAAHU/plmh70RAJ60/s320/CIMG1178+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Athlete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032106925426791698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWilmHY1RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-QURl_q6wyw/s320/Re+CIMG2592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila and this is my new haircut ... not too much and i think it's perfect for me this festive season ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032108892521813346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWkYGHY1WI/AAAAAAAAAIM/THfqe4rZ1Fo/s320/CIMG4238+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Happy Chinese New Year to all those who all celebrating out there ... Gong Xi Fatt Chai !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/7650486-5500314291785496681?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/5500314291785496681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=5500314291785496681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5500314291785496681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5500314291785496681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-cut-for-new-year.html' title='New Cut for the New Year ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdWjwGHY1VI/AAAAAAAAAIE/f-pV4uPViaI/s72-c/Cast+-+CIMG2210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-5612637090744478086</id><published>2007-02-12T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:45.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be My Valentine</title><content type='html'>It is the time of the year again where people immerse themselves in sweet red or pink, giving out flowers, candies, love cards and writing love poems for their loved ones. This festival is widely celebrated in the 17th century where people exchange small gifts to show thier affection and appreciation for friends and lovers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why is this day known as Valentine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030661591622276306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdCAEGHY1NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TtqcSyi8-KY/s320/valentine%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this &lt;a href="http://www.history.com"&gt;www.history.com&lt;/a&gt; it is stated that Valentine's Day is a day celebrated in the name of St. Valentine. Valentine was a priest who served the Roman empire during the 3rd century. It all started when Emperor Claudius II decided that single men make better soldiers and that is when he forbade potential soldiers to get into any relationships or marriages. Valentine who is against this idea, helped young lovers to get together secretly. Unfortunately, his action was discovered and he was ordered to be sentenced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While he was in prison, he fell deeply in love with a girl who came to visit him during confinement. It was believed that Valentine himself sent the first Valentine greeting. He wrote the girl a love letter confessing his deep thoughts and feelings towards her before his death by ending it with ' From your Valentine', a term still widely used until today. This is how everything started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030664671113827554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdCC3WHY1OI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VEvH-LETF0w/s320/47533434.straw9%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valentine's day is not only a celebration for lovers but people who love each other - friends and families. We mustn't set stereotypical mindsets thinking that Valentine is only for people who are in a relationship or otherwise relationship's'. Nevertheless, love shouldn't be showered only on this day but throughout the year. Many people regard this as a day to impress. Those who are better off at words would sweet talk away thier love ones while some choose to load them with gifts. I always believe that' Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder', and no matter what you do he/she would definitely be touched by it, as ' Love is Blind'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has a (at least) love story. You do, I do. Sweet or sour, interesting or boring ... but it will always remain as a part of our life. Make this Valentine a good and meaningful one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030660049729017026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdB-qWHY1MI/AAAAAAAAAGw/k96ddUoHSPU/s320/kitty_hug%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grey skies make way to blue,&lt;br /&gt;Flowers blossom to its full, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may love like a fool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you make me drool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is everywhere, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your smell fills the air, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knows that i care, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I will always be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This simple poem written by me is dedicated to all the people out there and also to someone one special (You-Know-Who, yes it's you, Fitch!)&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/7650486-5612637090744478086?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/5612637090744478086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=5612637090744478086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5612637090744478086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5612637090744478086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/be-my-valentine.html' title='Be My Valentine'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RdCAEGHY1NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TtqcSyi8-KY/s72-c/valentine%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-8605743146902057988</id><published>2007-02-06T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:47.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In just 2 weeks ...</title><content type='html'>This is what happened in the past 2 weeks ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchj4hr8VsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JC9BZzhdGEc/s1600-h/CIMG6019[2].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028378806725662402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchj4hr8VsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JC9BZzhdGEc/s320/CIMG6019%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine's Farewell cum Birthday Party at Luna Bar - Bunch of Posers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchj4hr8VtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qRTyvMPebmg/s1600-h/Image069+-+RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028378806725662418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchj4hr8VtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qRTyvMPebmg/s320/Image069+-+RE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st B'day Cake from Aunt Shalene - Pineapple, Peach and Dark Cherries Cheese flavoured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RchefBr8VrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/u8d6EPtivDo/s1600-h/DSC03264+-+RE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372871080859314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RchefBr8VrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/u8d6EPtivDo/s320/DSC03264+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leprosy Centre Visitation - A picture with Uncle Yue Tian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6Rr8VlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pOsK2JWBLlI/s1600-h/DSC03064+-+RE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372239720666706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6Rr8VlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pOsK2JWBLlI/s320/DSC03064+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO fellowship at Neways - Had a great time !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372244015634018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6hr8VmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/47sUMYju-yo/s320/DSC03088+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fine Dining at Café Café - Classy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372244015634034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6hr8VnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/H_vvXQaYbro/s320/CIMG4205+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lion Puan Sri's B'day Party - Her 70th B'day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6xr8VoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yVLIp2Js-pg/s1600-h/DSC03273+-+RE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372248310601346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6xr8VoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yVLIp2Js-pg/s320/DSC03273+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;B'day Dinner with Family at Haeway Tian Restaurant - Finallt a Grown Up !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372866785892002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rcheexr8VqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bZbyP6lhOXY/s320/CIMG4211+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Ms Read with Jun Wei - Buzz took the picture ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6xr8VpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/o6mhsE5Xlt8/s1600-h/DSC03311+-+RE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028372248310601362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchd6xr8VpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/o6mhsE5Xlt8/s320/DSC03311+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joey's Mini Outdoor Concert at Leisure Mall - It rained that day but the show still went on ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028383896261908210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchogxr8VvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UIHfT6drJe4/s320/DSC03188+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rain's Coming Concert at Putra Stadium - Best concert i have watched so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028379807453042402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchkyxr8VuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3mXYF5hxUYQ/s320/blur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer Job - I got the job and will be flying to L.A this May if they allow me the Working Visa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful 2 week break i had ... !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-8605743146902057988?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/8605743146902057988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=8605743146902057988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8605743146902057988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/8605743146902057988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-just-2-weeks.html' title='In just 2 weeks ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rchj4hr8VsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JC9BZzhdGEc/s72-c/CIMG6019%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1907004595166993664</id><published>2007-01-27T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Rain -</title><content type='html'>Well, i have just went to one of the most excited and anticipated concert today. It was fabulous and by paying RM 82, i think i have got more than what i have paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024747443199151442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rbt9LWXwDVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QGGyhpsOMAg/s320/DSC03090-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rain's concert is like a combination of Kylie, Madonna and Usher - the lightings, dancers, fireworks. Perfect match ... I even felt that like i was in some sort of awards presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024748023019736434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rbt9tGXwDXI/AAAAAAAAABY/OuXFjlk8L0k/s320/DSC03096+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just enjoyed it throughout. Guess what? My friends grandmother also attended this concert.&lt;br /&gt;I particularly loved the LED lights set up for the concert. It's amazing! There is also a part where water is poured from atop on rain. Dramatic ... !!! Besides Malaysian fans, there were also fans from Korea, Japan, Singapore and Hong Kong who came over to support their idol. This would be a memorable concert that i would never forget for the rest of my life ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#PS# Sorry as i have to remove some contents posted before. I apologise for the inconvenience caused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-1907004595166993664?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1907004595166993664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1907004595166993664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1907004595166993664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1907004595166993664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/rain.html' title='- Rain -'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/Rbt9LWXwDVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QGGyhpsOMAg/s72-c/DSC03090-+RE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-5770667467469548064</id><published>2007-01-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:47.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>We were discussing about characteristics and jobs that are suitable for each individual this afternoon when my cousin sister who is currently studying psychology gave us a test. And from the test, this is what i obtained ... &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023977587491212610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbjA_2XwDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xXRA_gEodAU/s320/cooperative%2520learning%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Warm-hearted, talkative, popular, conscientious, born cooperators, active committee members. Need harmony and maybe good at creating it. Always doing something nice for someone. Work best with encouragement and praise. Main interest is in things that directly and visibly affect people's life. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How true is it ? I think it is pretty accurate. What do you think ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-5770667467469548064?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/5770667467469548064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=5770667467469548064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5770667467469548064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/5770667467469548064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbjA_2XwDUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xXRA_gEodAU/s72-c/cooperative%2520learning%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-1528881558054672194</id><published>2007-01-25T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:48.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye On Malaysia</title><content type='html'>I on "Eye On Malaysia' ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023640819105533186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbeOtWXwDQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LB1Yp7l7I0I/s320/DSC03065+-+Re.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is one of the attraction of ' Visit Malaysia Year 2007 ', celebrating Malaysia's 50th anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023641484825464082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbePUGXwDRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5PjliHNQ5XA/s320/DSC03067+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I bet it is not as good as 'London Eye' or those they have in Japan, but it is worth a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023641927207095586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbePt2XwDSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/72gWa2eB5gg/s320/DSC03072+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the bird's eye view from the top. Small facts - 42 capsules in total that can fit up to 6 in 1 at a time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023642897869704498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbeQmWXwDTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MPnhUjRHP3k/s320/DSC03074+-+RE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The official website of ' Eye On Malaysia ' doesn't provide much information on this ride. Other facts : - Opening time ~ 10am - 10pm, Price ~ RM 10 for adults and RM 8 for children, senior citizens and disabled. &lt;/p&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/7650486-1528881558054672194?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/1528881558054672194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=1528881558054672194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1528881558054672194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/1528881558054672194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/eye-on-malaysia.html' title='Eye On Malaysia'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5odpmqcYc2k/RbeOtWXwDQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LB1Yp7l7I0I/s72-c/DSC03065+-+Re.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7650486.post-116920351993646873</id><published>2007-01-19T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:29:42.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday ...</title><content type='html'>Went for a movie this afternoon with my sister and my mom. Was trying my best to focus, but then there were some nuisance making noises and talking during the movie. This is so annoying! Cell phones ringing ... man ... wth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie i watched today is called 'Happy Birthday'. What a coincidence, releasing on my birthday month! Come to think about it, it is only another 10 days before i turn 21. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/146264/happy%20birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/464659/happy%20birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is no happy movie ... it is quite touching and sad. I love the story line but they made it like they want to end the movie at the last part. Too abrupt. Overall, it is good. Heard good comments from movie critics and i think by watching this, people would tend not to beat around the bush and do or say things they have wanted to before they regret later in life. Appreciate and cherish all the people around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/592461/Rene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/324421/Rene.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is a love story that may give a wake up call to some out there. The situations encountered by the main casts are similar to what young humans are experiencing today. The main actor of this movie is Louis Koo while the main actress is Rene Liu. Both of them make a good combination and it definitely brought the chemistry out of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/678543/Louis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/148068/Louis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that this movie is based on Rene Liu's short novel called 'I Want To Go With You'. Another thing, i only realise that this movie is originally in Mandarin but what we have in Malaysia has been dubbed into Cantonese, don't worry as Louis Koo would still be dubbing for his canto part. So there is no much difference. You won't notice and it is not that obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_JMlgudMx3w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_JMlgudMx3w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a story that grows with them, what is yours? Happy Birthday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/900019/happ%20bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/103245/happ%20bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116920351993646873?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116920351993646873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116920351993646873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116920351993646873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116920351993646873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116906173130113472</id><published>2007-01-18T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:31:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have one too ???</title><content type='html'>How should i start this ... i was chatting online with a friend of mine around 2.30am in the morning when i received a very unexpected call from someone. I ws sorta shocked when i receive this call, as no one would call me at such wee hours. There was no number displayed on my cellphone screen ... only 'Unknown Number'. So, i answered the call by saying the normal 'Hello', but the other party didn't reply. I tried listening to the background sounds to see where and who is it caliing from. I was too innocent to think that this might be someone who has pressed my number by accident. To my surprise, what i heard was ... the sound of someone achieving orgasm ... GOSH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/928747/shocked-people%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/323335/shocked-people%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure whether it was a female or a male, but i know that person who was at the other side of the phone was trying real hard to impress the receiver. But, it didn't work. I hung up the call immediately, and that someone called again. This time i just decided to switch my cellphone off. I think this is an act of sexual harassment to me but it might be 'his/her' fetish. I don't understand why people would do that, it is violating someone's life. Why not instead go get someone who has a similar interest. For the caller, what would he/she get from doing that? Was it supposed to arouse me? If it was, it didn't work. To make oneself 'high'? Should i shout to make him feel better? Maybe i should sing some festive season songs to turn that person off or perhaps religious hymns and chants. I wonder how would different people react to such situation. This is similar to the flasher situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about fetishes, i know that there are many people who has this liking for a particular something. Some might wonder what is fetish? It states here at Dictionary.com from WordNet that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FETISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noun &lt;br /&gt;1.  a form of sexual desire in which gratification depends to an abnormal degree on some object or item of clothing or part of the body; "common male fetishes are breasts, legs, hair, shoes, and underwear"  &lt;br /&gt;2.  a charm superstitiously believed to embody magical powers [syn: juju]  &lt;br /&gt;3.  excessive or irrational devotion to some activity; "made a fetish of cleanliness"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i did a little tour around some websites and this is what i found on AskMen.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/113874/Feather%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/980277/Feather%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is a Fetish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people aren't sure if they even have a fetish while others think that their fetishes are abnormal. So what is a fetish? If you have a fetish, you are obsessively fixated on either an object or a body part, or both. &lt;br /&gt;You need that specific something for sexual gratification. When you masturbate, you have to either fantasize about that object or have that object with you. Even if you have sex with a partner, you still need to fantasize about that object or have it present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, if you're attracted to a brunette, that's one thing, but if you are unable to get aroused unless you're with a brunette, then you likely have a fetish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/464296/20050825220855_legs%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/591282/20050825220855_legs%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Types of Fetishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many diverse kinds of fetishes, depending on the object being fetishized. Inanimate fetishes come in two varieties -- media and form. &lt;br /&gt;In a media fetish, material is what is obsessed over. Media fetishes include rubber, leather, latex, and silk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a form fetish, it's the shape of the object that has great significance. Stiletto heels, knee-high boots and panties fall into this category. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feet, hair, butts, breasts, and all that good stuff are also considered fetishes, but since these objects are human, they're called "animate" fetishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can turn anything into a fetish. There are different degrees of fetishism: from mild to extreme. It's quite easy to tell whether your fetish is getting out of hand. Basically, if your fetish interferes with your relationship or your life, seek the help of a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/306807/11413%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/956356/11413%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many types of fetishes one can have, and here are some of the examples i obtained from AllExperts : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BDSM (B&amp;D - Bondage &amp; Discipline, D&amp;S - Domination &amp; Submission, S&amp;M - Sadism &amp; Masochism)&lt;br /&gt;2. Hand Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;3. Fart Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;4. Muscle Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;5. Uniform Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;6. Smoking Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;7. Fruit Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;8. Stripping Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;9. Lipstick Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;10. Ear Fetishism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more fetishes, you might want to try :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.allexperts.com/e/s/se/sexual_fetishism.htm"&gt;More Fetishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fetishes doesn't mean that one is weird of psycho, but it is not proper if one inflict such plesaures to someone who isn't willing to perform or undergo it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/491717/Sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/143504/Sex.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't realise that we have fetish/fetishes. Do you have one too???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116906173130113472?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116906173130113472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116906173130113472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116906173130113472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116906173130113472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-have-one-too.html' title='Do you have one too ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116894102232361278</id><published>2007-01-16T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T18:05:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Bachelors on a Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Yes, what you see is what you get. 3 bachelors and a road trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/140842/CIMG4073%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/532675/CIMG4073%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddies (Lai n Edwin) were planning for a trip to somewhere during our holidays in the month of December and we had a hard and tough time choosing our destination. We don't really care how far or how close it is as what matter most to us is the time to hang out with each other. So we went from Taman Negara (National Park) -&gt; Langkawi -&gt; Malacca -&gt; Cameron Highlands -&gt; Kuala Lumpur (we actually planned to rent a motel room to stay over to chit chat) -&gt;  Perak. Yes and our final decision was Perak. We decided to go on a road trip up to Bukit Merah and as usual, i am the one driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off not so early in the morning, that is around 10.30am and lost our way. We took the wrong route and instead of the highway, we took the cul-de-sac. First, we stop by at Bidor, a small town which is famous for its Duck Leg Noodles, which i think is great although i don't consume any meat. The herbal soup was fabulous. Then, we went shopping at one of the shops, to but their famous delicacies - 'Sa Qi Ma'. We proceeded to Ipoh next and took Chicken Noodles with Beansprouts, an early lunch. Ipoh is like an antic, not as traditional and old as Malacca, but it has its own distinguish features, all potrayed on buildings. Rich Moorish designs of the British in early Malaya. This is no wonder why directors and producers from local or abroad love to make movies in this town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/560790/CIMG3988%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/911214/CIMG3988%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/576300/CIMG3992%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/400831/CIMG3992%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out a part, we also visited Kellie's Castle. A castle unfinished. It was said that many workers died during the construction of that building because they were wiped off by plague during the early 19th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/373820/CIMG3986%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/23322/CIMG3986%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Taiping, another petite and calm town of Perak. There is nothing much here in Taiping, but the publicity of 'Taiping Lake' makes it me curious. So, i decided to give that spot a try.  Peaceful, windy and serene are the words that i can use to describe this place. Feel it for yourself if you have the chance to visit this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/973994/CIMG3998%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/3162/CIMG3998%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final stop before the day starts to dusk, Bukit Merah. It is some sort of retreat from the blinding lights and hustling people of the bustling city. It works like a resort - having a lake, water theme park and eco-park. This place wasn't wonderful, but it was enough to capture my attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/819950/CIMG4076%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/51071/CIMG4076%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/804753/CIMG4087%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/382277/CIMG4087%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a thing that i was concerned about, is that they take good care of the almost extinct Orang Utan. As you can see, i fell in love with these animals at first sight because the Orang Utans are sooooo adorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/787287/CIMG4018%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/56926/CIMG4018%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/696496/CIMG4024%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/61855/CIMG4024%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went canoeing under the rain at the lake, went to the water theme park to have a whole lot of splash fun time, visited animals and had valuable time bonding our friendship. We had an amazing time there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/50261/CIMG4040%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/677277/CIMG4040%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/836283/CIMG4051%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/662412/CIMG4051%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/701295/CIMG4058%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/17205/CIMG4058%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of our trip, we headed back to Kuala Lumpur, but we did make a few stops as this was a road trip. First to some temples and then to a cave named Gua Tempurung. One of my uni friends mentioned about this place today and what i told her was that i smelled dry piss in there. I wonder was it the bats who pissed or humans who did it. It is not as good as some caves i have visited but, it's limestone formation is breathtaking. It would be even perfect sans the pee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/985770/CIMG4099%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/442531/CIMG4099%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116894102232361278?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116894102232361278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116894102232361278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116894102232361278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116894102232361278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/three-bachelors-on-road-trip.html' title='Three Bachelors on a Road Trip'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116802295990552183</id><published>2007-01-06T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T02:49:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting of 2007, Counting Down to 21 ...</title><content type='html'>Starting off the year with revisions for my upcoming final exams for the semester. No great plans yet for the year, haven't time to think about resolutions so far. I will leave that after the exams when i'm having my 1-2 week break. More plans ahead ... more outings with friends and family during the holidays as i countdown to the day i turn 21!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116802295990552183?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116802295990552183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116802295990552183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116802295990552183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116802295990552183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/starting-of-2007-counting-down-to-21.html' title='Starting of 2007, Counting Down to 21 ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116763529629112121</id><published>2007-01-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:08:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Ear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/742376/CIMG4176%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/453464/CIMG4176%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar ... May all of you have a roaring new year ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116763529629112121?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116763529629112121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116763529629112121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116763529629112121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116763529629112121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-ear.html' title='Happy New Ear'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116763515704465441</id><published>2007-01-01T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:05:57.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!st Countdown Experience ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/325096/CIMG4196%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/512338/CIMG4196%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/159761/CIMG4189%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/535918/CIMG4189%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/389176/CIMG4183%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/443553/CIMG4183%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year and love to all !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116763515704465441?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116763515704465441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116763515704465441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116763515704465441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116763515704465441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2007/01/st-countdown-experience.html' title='!st Countdown Experience ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116748900589198752</id><published>2006-12-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:30:05.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't 'Just Do It' ...</title><content type='html'>Do you realise that sometimes people does things without knowing or forgetting the main purposes and objectives of doing it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens all the time, when people's mind become used to the things they do. All becomes routine and they do it unconsciously. For example, writing e-mails. Some people might think that i am cocky as i seldom reply e-mails unless i really mean it. Why say this??? In my opinion, I think that, if you want to do something, you should do it from the heart and not do it for the sake of doing it. This is pointless. Replying an e-mail just because you have to, makes the content fake. This doesn't imply that replying an e-mail once you receive it, is wrong or something. I feel that it is just not original. Some people have 'it' upon receiving and some don't. So, why force yourself when 'it' is not there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example would be commemorating death anniversaries. This is my personal experience. I feel pity for my grandpa whose death anniversary falls on the day after today, that is tomorrow. On this day, all pur relatives gather, we pray and pay our respect to grandpa, but is this from the heart? Are we doing it because we have done it for years? Do you think that anyone would think back of the good and sweet old memories we spent with my grandpa. The answer is NO, although my grandpa died before i was born ...... but ... (there is always a but) i do think of the times i would be spending with my grandpa if he was still alive today. So, the anniversary is just a reason for a family gathering and meet up. Again to stress out, it is not wrong to do so. There are pros and cons in everything. We can regard things in different angles and we should not limit ourself to a certain point of view. Since this is the angle i am discussing in this blog, i would not talk about the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next example, lovers. Some people say stuff like ' i love you', ' i miss you' when they are in a relationship, do you think that it is from inside? Sometimes, when my friends say that to me, i would feel the goose bumps, because it is too fake and i am feeling like they are reading their script to me. I don't mind if you are saying it playfully. Saying it too frequently makes it valueless. Whenever you meet, ' i love you' and whenever you depart, ' i miss you'. How true is it? People makes it very common nowadays and it is no difference from the normal 'hie' and 'bye'. It would no longer be impressive if you use it too often, no longer romantic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the way it is. People are forgetting what they are doing. Doing for the sake of doing it. It does happen to me sometimes. In parties and events. Some people would try to break the ice, but some stay cool. It is hard to think of what to say and keep the conversation going at moments and it might create an akward atmosphere. For instance, talking on the phone with an old friend whom you'd never contatcted for ages. In this situation, a pen and paper would be essential - writing what i want to say, point by point and topics that may help break the ice. While chatting, jotting down points and ticking stuffs you have discussed may help you avoid an embarassing atmosphere. I know it is fake, but i have no other choice than doing this. It is like writing an essay - head, body, end. It might be too systematic and some might comment on it as too formal, but it is definitely better than giggling and laughing on the phone to drag time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End in end, do what you mean and mean what you do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116748900589198752?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116748900589198752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116748900589198752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116748900589198752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116748900589198752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-just-do-it.html' title='Don&apos;t &apos;Just Do It&apos; ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116714700377613929</id><published>2006-12-26T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:30:03.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy-mas ...</title><content type='html'>Chilling and having fun. I know i look bad in this. Who cares!!! Tis the season to be jolly ... fa lalalala ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/437160/Image033%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/100853/Image033%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116714700377613929?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116714700377613929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116714700377613929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116714700377613929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116714700377613929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/crazy-mas.html' title='Crazy-mas ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116706191689106642</id><published>2006-12-25T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:51:56.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Humans are not to be underestimated ... we won't know how far we can proceed without trying and going off the limits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unleash the giant within - Anthony Robbins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas is a time when people spend quality time with families and friend and some say that it is a day where people give themselves to their love ones or just do it for the sake of it. (You know what i mean) But what is the point of doing that? I would definitely understand if you say that such things happen on Valentines day, but why Christmas??? Why not on Chinese New Year??? Because fire crackers would be too noisy, and it would disrupt any possible romantic moments??? Perhaps it's the weather that causes it to be such people want to cuddle up under blankets and share their warmth. Why is this applicable in Malaysia then??? It is warm enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing i see is that people tend to be more desperate during festive seasons. I didn't notice that until my friend told me about that. You can see it in Friendsters to MSNs. What can i say about that??? I am not going to give any comments on that, as i know i would offend many people out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i spent my christmas with my family. Had seafood steamboat and it was great fun, baked muffins for them too ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/741128/CIMG4113%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/902090/CIMG4113%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were even better on 23rd Dec ... i had this X'mas Party with my friends and it was wonderful. I was one of the emcee for the night with my partner Roena who is a wonderful girl. Very jolly and nice to work with, and have been working with her for quite sometime. I am also very awed with the organiser, Tim who made this event successful and most of all without any deficits. He he ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/803641/CIMG4110%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/728086/CIMG4110%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/481921/CIMG4134%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/243872/CIMG4134%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/905515/CIMG4138%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/907465/CIMG4138%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the best nights i have ever spent this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/875239/CIMG4152%20-%20RE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/551469/CIMG4152%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116706191689106642?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116706191689106642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116706191689106642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116706191689106642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116706191689106642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/warm-christmas.html' title='Warm Christmas...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116680865704469082</id><published>2006-12-23T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:44:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love to bake, bake to love ...</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to learn baking, in my opinion, i think that it is another form of art, edible art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i am having my so-called 'study-break', i decided to sign up for a one day baking class with my mom. The cakes that the chef taught us to bake - carrot cake, Belgian chocolate cake and raspberry muffin. I don't have to eat it to taste it, i can already smell i by saying it thrice. He he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/745397/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/559724/Image077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the lesson, i realised that not everything is about art, but it is also about science. For instance, we have to use flour with a lower percentage of moisture to avoid the cake from being dry and hard, as water would evaporate. Besides that, we have to add homogenuous products together eg. water and eggs. We can not mix oil and water together as it doesn't mix. One an inorganic, another an organic. How scientific! It feels like i am having a lecture, have to write down notes, ask questions and observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/850621/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/356388/Image070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i finally found that science is not just boring stuff, but it is everything around you that you may not even notice. I bet LOVE is also chemistry. Non?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking and cooking is also a way to show your love to your love ones. As it is all sincerely hand made. Forget about the hand made cakes you eat in hotels, that you have to pay. So that is not love, as love=worthless ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chef who taught us looked like Wilber Pan, for the benefit of those who don't know him, he is a Taiwanese singer. Really! From a certain angle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/374068/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/129654/Image073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the baking class, i bought ingredients, so that i can hands on. We would never improve if we don't practice. Better do it now than after. People tend to forget and get lazy by time. It would be useless then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/753763/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/550311/Image044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This X'mas, i would be baking Rum n Raisin Muffins for my family and friends. To share and to care. I believe that by spreading love across, you will be loved. I would like to take this opportunity to wish those who are reading this a Merry Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-tras : &lt;br /&gt;I went to my granny's place to have a family reunion dinner today, as it was the first day of winter. It is a Chinese tradition to celebrate this day. We had nothing much to do after our dinner, and we recalled my uncle saying that his dog is gay. So, all my male cousins gave a light pat on his head to see what his reactions are. Guess what? His thing slid out from his foreskin. Aiks ... !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116680865704469082?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116680865704469082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116680865704469082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116680865704469082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116680865704469082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-to-bake-bake-to-love.html' title='Love to bake, bake to love ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116680571833597519</id><published>2006-12-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:41:57.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Asian Santa</title><content type='html'>I thought that i would have time to blog during my study break, but surprisingly, life is as busy as usual. But being busy is defintitely better than being free. &lt;br /&gt;That is what i think, because it makes my life fuller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close friends and relatives know that i love performing arts a lot and they would surely get me involve in the activities held. As it is my passion of life! So far, i have done drag queen, long lost lover, Ebenezer Scrooge and some other roles that i can't recall now. This time again, i am asked by my aunt to work together with dancers from Australia for a mall performance at Times Square 3 weeks ago, and my role is SANTA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/835404/CIMG3885%20-%20REF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/436110/CIMG3885%20-%20REF.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the script 2 days before the presentation and i had to coordinate with the kids who are singing and dancers who are dancing. Although it was not that much of work to be done, but the last minute notice is more than the excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/931426/CIMG3926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/779024/CIMG3926.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me being Santa, i had to stuff pillows under my costumes to make me look more fat and full, as my original size was so much far off the size of Santa. It was so warm under the costume and it made me perspire madly like a pig. Imagine, i had to dance with all those excessive weight. It was so inconvenient. Fortunately it didn't slip off, for not it would be damn embarassing. Other than that, i was a little shy being a Santa, as who am i??? An asian guy pretending to be a Santa in front of Caucasians? Who cares anyway ... we are living in a globalised world. Anyone can be Santa, Caucasians can also be 'Monkey King'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/625667/CIMG3889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/305156/CIMG3889.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on the day of performance, more responsibilities were thrown on me. I had to dub my voice for the 3 wise men from the Orient behind stage. I even had to sing! People who have heard me singing know that my singing sucks! In the end, all the challenge and work paid off, as the satisfaction obtained is immeasurable. It is sometimes enjoyable to work with people of different age group and nationalities. We wouldn't know the chemistry it can create unless we really try working on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/234934/CIMG3923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/28620/CIMG3923.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Australians say that they might come back over to Malaysia next year to work with us on a charity show. We are looking forward to this as we had a great time working with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/956398/CIMG3915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/723044/CIMG3915.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116680571833597519?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116680571833597519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116680571833597519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116680571833597519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116680571833597519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/asian-santa.html' title='The Asian Santa'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116619688960096778</id><published>2006-12-15T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:49:44.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Words ...</title><content type='html'>Finally, finally, finally ... I'm back ... it feels great to be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting holidays tomorrow after a week of chemistry, mechanics, maths and electricity &amp; magnetism tests. Went straight down to KL, as i have to drop a friend who is going back to Ipoh. Later proceeded to watch a ghost flick that was so lame ... that i can't even describe it with words ... but i really enjoyed my time with my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i don't really know what to blog ... i kinda feel akward blogging ... don't know where to start ... Well, i will just make this as a warm up after 2 weeks of break ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/1600/688738/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/285417/Image060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister left for Japan today for her Youth Exchange Programme in Fukuoka for the next coming 3 weeks. I bet she will enjoy her time there, as i enjoyed mine at Belgium and Italy. She seems to look happy, and it would be an all time different experience that she will get to encounter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, on my way back from the airport, my brother and i came across a driver in Proton Wira who sped so fast that whomsoever see him will notice that ... he wore a motorcycle helmet while driving in his car. That was damn funny!!! We laughed all the way back. Th guy must be thinking that he is training himself to be the next A1 driver??? HA HA HA ... What a joker ... !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116619688960096778?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116619688960096778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116619688960096778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116619688960096778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116619688960096778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-words.html' title='No Words ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116538027226030987</id><published>2006-12-06T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T12:44:32.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Get Set, Go ......</title><content type='html'>I would not be posting any blogs starting from this week up to next, as it is the season to gear up and revise for my test that is going to be on next week. 4 papers lining up in a row, assignments and presentations before our 3 week study break which starts on 16 Dec. After the study break, more crucial exams! Apres, vacances! Holiday for another week before new semeter resumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all study and no fun makes Jack a dumb boy, so i better not be him. When it is time to study, we study hard and when it is the moment to play, play hard! So, i am really looking forward to my X'mas holidays. Lots of things to do and lots of people to meet! By the way, if any of you who are reading this is free on the 23rd Dec, why not drop by to this event. As i'm one of the organisers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;No plans before X'mas Eve? Looking for reasonable,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;enjoyable and uncrowded parties? Stop wandering, you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;have got the right door! This is the season to be&lt;br /&gt;&gt;jolly! We are throwing a X'mas party for all of you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;out there who are reading this. It is a time for you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;to meet new people and have fun. We are having a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;luscious buffet dinner and games with attractive&lt;br /&gt;&gt;prizes. So what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The X'mas Party&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Date : 23nd December 2006&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Venue : Samosa Café (Connaught Cheras, Opposite Cheras)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Time : 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ticket Price : RM 25&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Dress Code : X'mas attire or smart casual&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Highlights of the night :&lt;br /&gt;&gt;- steamed prawn &amp; mussels with dill vinegrate&lt;br /&gt;&gt;- eurasian mutton stew&lt;br /&gt;&gt;- black pepper sausage&lt;br /&gt;&gt;- speed 'rendez-vous'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;- la chaise musical&lt;br /&gt;&gt;- gift vouchers&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Good Food! Great Fun! Get Festive!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;For more information or to purchase tickets, please&lt;br /&gt;&gt;contact :-&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Tim Loh - 012-2276881&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Yang Kuek - 016-3235707&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Rowena Loh - 012-6335208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the message around ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like hard selling ... he he ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116538027226030987?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116538027226030987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116538027226030987' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116538027226030987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116538027226030987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/ready-get-set-go.html' title='Ready, Get Set, Go ......'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116498516563942607</id><published>2006-12-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:02:37.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Laughs ...</title><content type='html'>My friend was presenting his oral presentation on "Ways to brew Lager beer" when he quoted :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Beer don't make us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but it would make us &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LEAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on tables, bars, chairs and poles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a statement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116498516563942607?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116498516563942607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116498516563942607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116498516563942607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116498516563942607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just For Laughs ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116498241398962390</id><published>2006-12-01T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:49:20.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.A.D '06</title><content type='html'>Rent, the musical is an American Tony and Pulitzer Prize-winning rock musical by Jonathon Larson launched in Broadway since 1996 and it is one of the highly acclaimed musical that all musical devotees would have heard of. This musical is made into a movie 2 years ago and Malaysians would never have a chance to watch it, as it consist sensitive issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/221953/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Broadway musical depicts the story of a group of Bohemians in the 80's who are thriving to be acknowledged by the community who turn their backs on them. Reason? It's because they are living in "La Vie Boheme". The Bohemian lifestyle. Artists to musicians, heterosexuals to trisexuals who are diagnosed with HIV. People might raise a question as on how they might land in that state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, in conjunction of the World AIDS DAY, i would like to share some information on this, as i found that there are still many people out there who are living in ignorance and would least discuss about this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/320744/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the official World Aids Day website, it states that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIV, also known as Human Immunodeficiency Virus is a virus that attacks the body's immune system. Although it may sound serious, but if detected early, it can be treated successfully. So that is why it is important to go for a blood test when you appear to believe that you are diagnosed with it. Don't be afraid, don't feel embarassed. If it is well-treated, people with HIV will probably have a normal lifespan although some health complications might still occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIDS, Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome is a syndrome when one's immune system has become so weak that it can no longer fight off a whole range of diseases and this is the state when one has lower chances of sustaining their lives. So, I encourage people to be aware of it before HIV turns into AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ways of transmission are via affected blood, sexual or rectal fluids or breast milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reason behind on how and why people get this disease. Streotypical minded ones would say - it must be those who take drugs who get all this filthy disease. I disagree with this statement. Human are not perfect and things happen. We do make mistakes consciously and unconsciously, but why should people discriminate and shy themselves away? We should not live in misery, instead ways of overcoming should be taken in to account. Ever wonder if this might happen to you one day? How would people treat us? Would they treat us as we have treted them before? Do you know that, some people get it through their husbands, kids through their mothers, cinema-goers, beach-lovers who walk bare footed ... there are so many ways out there that one can get it. So, don't classify them as only drug users, homosexuals or casanovas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/306205/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can do their part. HIV negatives or positives. Remember to have protected sex whenever you are unsure of the partner. This don't only apply to those married couples but also singles out there, as i would not believe that people only engage in sexual acts after marriage. Don't lie! Educate, raise-funds, end prejudice - wear the red ribbon to show your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For HIV positives, please don't be jealous and feel ashamed. Don't take revenge on people and make them one of you. This is very inconsiderate. Go for treatment, share your stories, lend your arms to those in need and challenge prejudice. And most of all be proud of who you are! There would be people out there if you think that there is no one there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself, love others, end prejudice, act up, Fight AIDS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For more information or guidance, please call or surf :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1800-88-1848 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;03-7807-7007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;03-4044-5455&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(All numbers are only applicable to Malaysia only)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldaidsday.org/"&gt;http://www.worldaidsday.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116498241398962390?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116498241398962390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116498241398962390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116498241398962390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116498241398962390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/wad-06.html' title='W.A.D &apos;06'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116490883373729166</id><published>2006-12-01T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:56:32.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Product</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUF0yYvLkpc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUF0yYvLkpc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is the final product of the commercial i did a month ago. Was a great experience to me. Enjoy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116490883373729166?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116490883373729166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116490883373729166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116490883373729166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116490883373729166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/12/end-product.html' title='End Product'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116444129058530205</id><published>2006-11-25T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T16:08:22.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE + FUN = ???</title><content type='html'>This weekend is one of the busiest i'd encounter since the start of my semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for the sake of supporting and doing good work so that i won't go to hell in my afterlife. My friend, Rowena called me on wednesday night asking me whether i am interested in attending the FESPIC Games??? What on earth is that??? I know there is our own Malaysian SUKMA Games, SEA Games, Commonwealth Games, Asian Games and Olympic Games, but what is FESPIC ??? Sounds alien to me ... i agreed to go with her as to see what is it all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the official website of FESPIC KL '06 it is stated that " The FESPIC Games is the biggest multi-sports &amp; multi-disability event for athletes with disabilities in Asia and Oceania, and the second largest Games in the world, after the Paralympic Games. The FESPIC Federation have been organising the Games every four years, since the inaugural Games in Oita, in 1975 which saw 973 athletes from 18 countries. The last FESPIC Games was help in Busan, Korea in 2002 which saw 3,800 athletes and officials from 43 member nations taking part in 17 sports. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/210575/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                               Spot Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i didn't know about that. Gosh! Like a frog under a well. Have to be more aware of the things hapening around me. The lack of promotion by the media might be another factor causing me not to know about it (pointing fingers now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/12733/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Mascot's'?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event i attended was a pre-launching of the game. We had to "run" with the torch for 2km or so. Throughout the walk, people were trying to stand near the torch and to steal the limelight from the disabled athletes. How sad is it. I was so embarrassed as some of them even asked me to stand in front so that the photographers may catch me. What is this all about? Isn't it about supporting and encouraging the athletes? I just don't understand the meaning of it. Rowena likewise felt embarrassed too. We felt like we were being used and we were also using them as a prop to get ourselves onto the papers or tv. And my friend would consider this as, "mencapub" - mencari-publisiti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/203608/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about this, it is very misleading and inhumane. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/128984/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A picture with the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Besides this, i also had a project on hand this week. I was the organising chairperson and i had to help the Otorinolaringologi Clinic at the Serdang Hospital to set up a small reading corner for the kids and another for the adults. It was done so that the patients won't feel boring while waiting for their turns. Although it wasn't anything big, but it is all from the inner heart. We care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/828394/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Notice the background it is also a project by our club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/868146/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought children books and also magazines for light reading. We can see that the patients were so eager to read the books and magazines, as they were eyeing us when we were setting the shelves. This is what we get from doing all these. We feel the joy when people are happy. It is worthless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3229/481/320/915618/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Posers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the project, we went for "Happy Feet" and proceeded on our next upcoming project that would be held in December. We are throwing a X'mas party! So, we went all over around our area to look for the best spot to have it. We are going to sponsor part of the event and people who are interested in coming wouldn't have to pay for the actual amount. This one that we are doing is just a small party, and anyone can participate. The complete information and details will only be confirmed by next week. So if any of you who are reading this is interested, please let me know. FYI, it won't be on X'mas Eve or X'mas day, but it would be somewhat earlier, so that you can go for more parties. The main objective is just to have a fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be going to an orphanage tomorrow too, but then i don't think that i would be able to tag along, as me and some of my friends are going to malacca next weekend and still i have revision to do for my test that is around the corner. So, revise this week party the next! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116444129058530205?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116444129058530205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116444129058530205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116444129058530205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116444129058530205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-fun.html' title='LOVE + FUN = ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116393885652167764</id><published>2006-11-19T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:20:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campo Italia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This blog is specially dedicated to the wonderful friends that i have met in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a DVD a few weeks ago titled "L'aubergne Espagnole" (The Spanish Appartment). It was about this french student who applied for a student exchange programme. In Spain, he had to share an appartment with people from all over the world. There was a British, a German, an Italian, a Portuguese, a Swedish and a Spanish. They had to speak English to communicate as no one understood each others language. It is funny to see that people may misunderstand each other. One example in the movie was when this British girl had to answer a call. The call was from the French guy's mother. She asked the British, " Il est a le faq (as it sounded like fuck)?". She was so dumbfolded when she heard that. Faq? Why faq? What faq? The question was actually "Is he at the faculty?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie reminded me of the time in Italy, when i had to spend a week in a summer camp with people of different nationalites. We learned and shared with each other and had a marvellous time there. It made me miss them so much. That is why, i thought of posting up this blog for the sake of the sweet memories we once spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07222.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Drunk"skie" - Guy Kalei (Canada) &lt;p&gt;She is one of the best buddy in camp whom i got along well with. Funny, friendly, out-going and straight forward. She is always telling jokes that can make people laugh their heads off. One good laugher too, but can be emotional at times.  She is always drunk, and would go "Drunkskie" everytime she gets tipsy. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07224.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Country Singer - Amanda Wilson (America) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This girl can sing!!! She could definitely be the next American Idol. Sings like an angel. She can make all the people in the restaurant stop whatever they are doing and listen to her. She is another one whom i can click with. She can give you all the warm and friendly hugs when you need'em. My American sister, but so far till now i haven't send any mails to her yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07225.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Belly Dancer - Ece Gizen (Turkey) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conservative compared to the others but more open-minded than Malaysian muslims. A nice friend to be around with, can be a good listener and a good talker too. You can talk anything with her. Very caring and is always aware of the things that are happening around. She can make people fall for her charm. She can be a good dancer too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07226.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Austrian "James Bond" - Sebastien Eckl (Austria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crazy fella. Locked us up in the hotel room which made a friend of mine wanted to jump out of the window to look for help. Can be wild at times and gentle at others. I guessed it is mostly influenced by his English granny. He is always forcing people to drink and is the one who come up with stupid drinking games. Can't stop moving - hyperactive. Called him Bond as he looks and sounds like one(sometimes). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07228.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Party Girl - Sabina Grasbeck (Finland) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This girl can party but not so much of a drinker.  She can laugh at all the jokes and is a great speaker too. Very sexy and guys would fall for her easily. Very tempting. There was an Italian  guy who drove all the way from another town to stalk her. Most of the guys would die to be with her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07227.2.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Latin Lover - Jose Leonidas (Honduras)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very sexy, romantic. Speaks only Spanish and a little English. Send signals via eye contact. Hate people who smokes. Very out-going and funny at times. He was the one who nearly jumped off the window. Unfortunately, didn't really get to know him much as we were having  the language barrier. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07229.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Sweet Friend - Jenni Seitala (Finland)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not much of a talker. Not wild, very motherly and kind. Would help you whenever she can. Not a smoker nor a drinker. Calm at all times. Enjoy times by herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Gothic Queen of Dutch - Yvonne Smits (Netherlands)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is always in black and would dress up in gothic. Very emotional. Always hang around with the girls as she is attached back home in Holland. Is always thinking about his boyfriend. Can be friendly only if you are close to her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Danish Blonde - Sanne Graversen (Denmark)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has a very deep and sexy voice. She was surprised when i told her abouth the facts of her country. She didn't expect an Asian to know so much about it and was embarassed for knowing nothing about mine. Friendly but don't enjoy talking that much. Prefer listening.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Norweigian Teacher - Lena Gabrielsen (Norway)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very wise. Can talk and discuss anything you come up with. Have strong opinions on her stand. Can speak perfectly well English. Corrects anyone when they make mistakes when using English.  Mature compared to the rest of the friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC07233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dutch "Arnold Schwarzenager" - Maarten Stadler (Netherlands)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first friend i met when i arrived at the airport. Was my room mate for the week. Friendly, kind, funny. Don't be fooled by his size. He can be a gentle giant. We shared a lot during the period. One of my best buddy. Swapped flies using our slippers and t-shirts. Chain-smoker, can't resist. Burnt the bed-sheet while smoking on the bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still can't forget the times we spent together in Italy. Really feel like meeting up with them one day, but i wonder when will that be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will post more of the pictures we took in Italy soon.&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/7650486-116393885652167764?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116393885652167764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116393885652167764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116393885652167764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116393885652167764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/11/campo-italia.html' title='Campo Italia'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116383618453048024</id><published>2006-11-18T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:54:42.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you name your -ex ???</title><content type='html'>Well, well ... "Katsingo Loyao" (Up my arse as it is sounded in Cantonese) ... one of the most anticipating film of the year ... luckily it didn't turn out as it sounded like his cantonese counterpart. It wasn't a let down ... instead it is worth while watching ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new breed of Bond is somewhat different from the previous ones, not to mention some - Sean Connery, Roger Moore, Pierce Brosnan etc. The current Mr Last Name-First Name-Last Name is no longer a Casanova, but we wouldn't know whether he will turn out to be one in the next. Say bye bye to over the top gadgets, elegant and unrealistic lifestyles and the no bruises and cuts Bond, the dreams of those who want to be a hero can now be fulfilled. James Bond is just like any of us, but he is a little tough and rough at the edge, not to mention smart too. He make mistakes and learn from it. So he is not as perfect as we have once pictured him before. This change of approach is to woo young audiences who thinks that unachievable missions are just full of craps and imaginations!!! Let us hope that Craig Daniel would bring back the almost dead Bond to life again. But what i dislike the most in the movie is when Mr Double-O Seven got his balls whipped by the big bad villian Le Chiffre. Imagine the pain inflicted on him. Ouch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was reading up my Chemistry text book that evening, i came across pictures of chemicals in Pyrex beakers. Snap! My cheeky-mind came up with something straightaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my sister, "What do you call Pyrex's dad?" She was too innocent to give me my answer , so, i told her "Durex" ... and she chuckled. She then asked me about the mom. I had a hard time figuring out when my mom walked by and answered " Kotex" - sweats .... All of a sudden, the whole house blasted into smoke of laughter ... we were laughing our heads off and who would have guessed that my mom could be that creative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116383618453048024?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116383618453048024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116383618453048024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116383618453048024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116383618453048024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-do-you-name-your-ex.html' title='How do you name your -ex ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116365562191830282</id><published>2006-11-16T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:49:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionnaire</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i last blog ... i am thirsting to blog but it doesn't permit me to do so ... damn it !!! However i still have connection at my Uni, so from now on, blogging would be resumed. Not as often as before, but i would try to write as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite busy lately, from assignments to tests ... some done, but more to come ... so hardwork finally paid off as my test results were reasonably acceptable. Yet still much more effort has to be put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, finally the tv commercial i did last month is coming out tomorrow at Ntv7. It will be aired only on weekends at evenings. So it might be at 5.30 - 6.30pm or 9.30-10.30pm. Just can't wait to see myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to share but it seem like i can't write everything here. Watched lots of movies lately as there is no conenction at my place. But the movie that i am most looking forward to watch this week is Casino Royale. I heard that it is great. Next, Happy Feet !!! Gosh, so many movies that i want to watch ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/casino-royale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/casino-royale.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard, play hard ... but am i missing something ??? Someone in life??? Do i need one now ??? It is necessary ??? Can i handle ??? Need some help here ... maybe you can let me know what are the things that i need to do, prepare or expect ...  the mistakes and lesson that you have came across in your relationship ... just find it curious ... as i have dreams about having this special one lately ... OMG ... "fat hao" again ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116365562191830282?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116365562191830282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116365562191830282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116365562191830282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116365562191830282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/11/questionnaire.html' title='Questionnaire'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116271224988900245</id><published>2006-11-05T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:37:29.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connection Problems ...</title><content type='html'>I am having some connection difficulties lately, so i am afraid that i can only resume blogging once the matter is overcomed.  Furthermore, work has been harsh on me, more assignments and tests flooding in. Have to build a strong fort before it falls on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116271224988900245?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116271224988900245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116271224988900245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116271224988900245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116271224988900245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/11/connection-problems.html' title='Connection Problems ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116175302703771613</id><published>2006-10-25T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:10:45.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays ...</title><content type='html'>The internet connection was down due to congestion a few days ago and i didn't manage to get myself connected to the world. But, it doesn't mean it is the end of the world. I tend to tell myself not to be too reliable or dependable on things because it would only make someone more vulnerable. Better to be versatile and adapt to the things available around you. That would surely make you a survivor in this harsh world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i had fun throughout my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday ~ 21 Oct 06&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning and had breakfast with my family before we left for IKEA to "window shop" (but it is not always the way it turn out to be). IKEA is like the place everyone would have already set foot on or might want to visit one day. It is like the "Thing". It is so hip-and-in. But i kinda grow sick with the things they have. Not all, but some. It is so typical and you can find it anywhere. I remember one year that my siblings and I was so obsessed with everything IKEA until we can pin point out which piece belongs to it and we can even tell the price. After a day of walking, we were so exhausted and couldn't walk anymore. We proceeded home right after that and had dinner with my granny. My dad made us Asam Laksa. Although it wasn't as good as you can get outside, but i know the effort in it has already brought out the taste of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday ~ 22 Oct 06&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't doing much on this day. Went to my friends birthday party. We had steamboat for dinner. And the highlight of the night was the cake. Secret Recipe's " Chocolate Indulgence". Meltz ... was sooooooooo gooooood ... Actually i have nothing much to talk about this day as it was kinda laid back. Slow day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                               Vicki and Tammy with their cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                          Tammy, Melissa and Jackson enjoying their food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday ~ 23 Oct 06&lt;br /&gt;Had made an appointment with a friend, 2 weeks ago. At first, i was sort of looking forward for it, but then this feeling slowly disappear when the day was approaching. So i picked him up and went to 1U, as it was around his place. I bet i was a little tired that day and i acted kinda blurry. He looked bored and a little disappointed but what can i do ??? Say " I'm sorry i have something urgent to do and i have to leave now?" It is so mean ... i wouldn't have done that. So i sticked on to it till the end. We would have expected this to happen somehow and not wish that it will turn out smooth everytime. After lunch, we went to an Anime store. Actually Anime isn't my type of tea. But for the sake of being nice, i followed. I was always tagging along. From store to store until finally he asked whether we should go back. I said yes. At the carpark, as we were walking towards our car, there were cars tailing us, but we looked dumn and lost and circled around so that the cars won't get our parking. We stopped when we got sicked of it. Sent him home and planned for the evening. Called my Leo Buddies, Keat Lim and Shiew Wei and asked them out for a movie. They agreed without thinking twice and we decided to go for a horror flick "Silk". Was sorta new from the other horror films, fresh plot and HEY ... know what ... they even relate ghost with science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday ~ 24 Oct 06&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up unwillingly from bed still feeling pain on my buttcheeks after the shoot on friday. My mom asked me to get myself prepared as we were heading to ChinaTown with my uncles, aunties and grandparents. This short tour around Petaling Street brought this feeling of Spring Festival in me. I felt like Chinese New Year is just around the corner. The trip to ChinaTown was solely on eating. We ate and ate until we fell falt on out tummy's. From Curry Laksa to Prawn Wan Ton. I felt bad about eating so much as i am sure that i am going to gain an extra few pounds. Gotta get back to gym to pump some irons and to get myself back in shape. Later, my grandpa suggested that we go to a hot spring. Hot Spring was so much fun and HOT ... i wet myself, was sweating like a pig. But it was so relaxing. Luckily i didn't dip myself into that spring, if not i would have two hard boiled eggs, a steamed sausage with some chinese fatt choi. Choy ... Went to Leo meeting, but turned out that they have postponed it to the next day. They tried to contact me but can't get through my DiGi line ... sux ... i went there and waited for 20 minutes before i decided to leave for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                      Petaling Street aka ChinaTown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Image021.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                        Wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                              Hot Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday ~ 25 Oct 06&lt;br /&gt;Line connection wasn't that good yesterday, so i tried going online the first thing after waking up. Managed to grab hook of sometime online to check my mails before i have to go for a Hi-Tea at Star Hill's Jogoya with my aunts. I promised them that i will treat them if i get the casting job. But it was equally shared among my cousin and my brother too. Buffet ... i ate so much and i felt so sick that i nearly puke. It was bad ... but i enjoyed spending time with them ... chatting all the afternoon. I also found out that my uncle's dog is gay because it would get arroused when touched by my uncle and not my aunty. He he ... Finally i did some revision for my work in the evening ... just some ... sufficient to make me feel good ... then in the mid way of my revision ... got a call from my former secondary school friend asking me to go out for a movie ... i agreed without thinking twice ... and voila ... i am going for a movie and i am skipping 2 hours of maths ... gosh ... Yi Yang ... Yi Yang ... what have you turned out to be ??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116175302703771613?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116175302703771613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116175302703771613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116175302703771613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116175302703771613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/holidays.html' title='Holidays ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116135905552538869</id><published>2006-10-20T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T00:33:39.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shoot ...</title><content type='html'>*I apologise as i am having slight techincal problems with my blog, so it is why i can't fit some of my pics in between my lines. As a result, i have to leave it all up here until i am able to make changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All happy and jolly ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My look after the make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Setting up for my scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rehearsing before rolling the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shooting Process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Co-ordinator, other casts and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/Re%20-%20CIMG3854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Re%20-%20CIMG3854.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Producer and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/1600/RE%20-%20CIMG3856.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/RE%20-%20CIMG3856.0.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MakeUp Artist and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really tired today. Very! So drained out and exhausted. What a day! Haven't experience this for somewhile. But the day was fun, great fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning at 10 past 6 and got myself ready to go to the office of the production company. Reached at 7.30am and changed into my costume (my own clothes actually) so that i can meet the make-up artist(Sandra). She did a great job on my face, covered all the loop holes and made me look like a doll. Wonderful. But it was kinda fake and girlish. Maybe more like a clown than a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the shooting venue that is located nearby to start off shooting before things go behind schedule. So, we start of without delaying. They did my shot first. My first shot was to hold this packet of biscuit. Then i have to pull a biscuit out of it and look amaze. That shot wasn't that hard for me, as i am used to all this funny facial expression. Things went well at first. I took around 15 minutes to finish my first scene. Then came the harder part. I was assigned to bite the biscuit and then fall over my back on the grass. It was too dangerous and i did hurt my back a little. So, the director asked me to just sit on the ground and lay back on my waist. That was better. But i was getting a little tense at that moment, because the move was akward for me. How can you bite a biscuit and then lie down straight after that without tasting it. As if my tongue is equipped with super sensitive reseptors. I bit almost 5 packets of biscuits. That took us some time around 30 minutes perhaps. They had to take the shoot from above and by doing so, they attached iron bars the height of 2 human to shoot me. It was so dangerous. I was done in 45 mintues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they quickly prepared the props for scene 2. It was the picnic scene. They took it at the same venue. I was there to help out a little(or to say being a busybody).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my brother and cousin. We met up with the other extras. They got themselves ready and we proceeded to Damansara Jaya to take the college shot. Their shot was more enjoyable as they have more cast and extras in the same scene. Unlike mine, where i had to finish it all by myself. Boring ... but then, i learned a lot from all the people ... Thanks to the director(Nur), Producer(Kat), Co-ordinator(Kwang Yew), Make-up Artist(Sandra) and all the camera crew. They all thought me a lot and they were a whole bunch of fun. Very nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were doing the college scene, the director found out that they need more extras, as the view was too empty. So i became an extra too for that scene. Was nothing much, just plain walking. But i was more than happy to help out. This has given me a great opportunity and experience. Met a gang of nice talents too. Worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/Re%20-%20CIMG3861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Director and the rest of the Talents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shoot, we(casts and extras) went to 1U for a drink. We went to Chilli's as we can refill the chips and juices. Chit-Chatted and went wild. Laughing like nobody's business. Shared point of views and the reason they came for casting at first. The feeling is so undescribable. Marvellous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Re%20-%20CIMG3866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; From Left: Yee Ling, Bro, Angeline, Ngee Hui, Me, Audrey and Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a good page in my life. Very interesting and i hope that more would come in my way. Looking forward to the commercial that is going to be release in November. Wouldn't forget this memorable first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#PS# I think that it is going to be aired on Ntv7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/CIMG3862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116135905552538869?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116135905552538869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116135905552538869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116135905552538869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116135905552538869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/shoot.html' title='The Shoot ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116118528837002550</id><published>2006-10-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:28:08.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream Come True ...</title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog for days but then i am too tired to write ... i didn't really studied the pass few days, feel very guilty of my actions now. Should really be determined in my work. Sana kata nak rajin, sini pulak kata berdosa. What crap !!! Hmmm ... but sometimes things come at the wrong moment. Distractions, unforseen ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened last friday, when i returned from replacement classes from my uni. I drove back with a very uncertain feeling, as i received a sms offering me a job few days before. I then noticed that my cousin sister was offered too. So, we dressed into proper attire and set for the place. I was too lazy to drive, so i asked my brother to tag along. I was kinda nervous, as it is one of a great opportunity for us all. This wasn't my first time. I tried but got turned down. So this is a chance that i should grab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the office in the afternoon and we were asked to fill up the forms given. So we wrote whatever necessary down, and waited for our turn. They also gave us a small leaf of paper with a few lines on it, and we were asked to act it out. I was so nervous, as there were so many people - girls, guys - all boosted with confidence. I said to myself, this must be a tough one. I dressed up quite comically that day, so that i can impress the people. When it was my turn, I walked up, say 'hie' and introduced myself. They were quite impressed after looking at how i wore that day and it left them a very good impression of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me to introduce myself again, but this time to the lens. I was so nervous that they can see my hands trembling, yes, shaking vigorously. So they asked me to relax and read the lines out when i'm ready for it. So i read it line by line. I did it in quite a funny way, and they laughed out loud. I was wondering, are they going to take me? So i did what they asked me to perform. Next came my cousin, who did well too. Lastly, we asked my brother to give it a try. After persuading for some moment, he decided to dare the challenge, and went for it at last. We went home that day, and were told that they will inform us when we get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for the call through the weekend. Wasn't really praying for it, but just hoping that it will turn out the way i want it to be. I received a sms on Monday while having lessons saying that i made it. I was dumbstrucked. I got it! I was given the chance to be on air. I am going to be on tv! Yahoo! Tv commercial ... not as an extra (also known as "keh leh feh"), but as main cast. My cousin got a role too ... as an extra. Guess what, my brother who didn't wanted to cast also got a role. Everyone was filled with joy. On tv ... Woo Hoo ... I can't believe that this is happening to me.  My dream of being on tv is fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commercial is on Julie's biscuit and the commercial is divided into 4 segments. College Scene(1 main &amp; 4 extras), Field Scene(1 main), Office Scene(1 main &amp;amp; 2 extras) and Picnic Scene(2 main). I think that i am giving out too much information on this. So, to cut it short, i am chosen to go for the Field Scene, and that is like ... Wow ... i'm doing it solo ... Gosh ... !!! What a great opportunity for me. I have to appreciate and give the best out of myself. Yes, Yang can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to go back to the office on Wednesday(that is today) to try out outfits so that we would pick the right one to go on tv. Besides that, we met the other casts and extras that are going to be on the commercial too. Shooting will start on Friday and i would be the first one being filmed. Hmmm ... Just can't wait for this wonderful experience to happen this Friday. Will share more of my experience after the shooting. Will try to snap some pictures to upload here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116118528837002550?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116118528837002550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116118528837002550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116118528837002550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116118528837002550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/dream-come-true.html' title='A Dream Come True ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116093356036746365</id><published>2006-10-16T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:32:40.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting the Best ...</title><content type='html'>Have been kinda busy these few days. I have to catch up with what i have missed out for the last year. Sorta forgotten what i have studied before, so it is like i have to start everything from scratch. Hmmm ... back to the busy days ... but i hope that it would pay off. It was kinda hard for me to get on track as i have been used to the idle lifestyle i had spent for the past on year. Famiy and friends keep reminding me that i am no longer in holiday mood and i have to get my butt going like the rest of the people. Yes, they are right. I have to. Sometimes you won't even know what you are doing until someone come and give a knock on your door. " Hello pal ... you'd better get back to work before your cousin who is 8 years youngerthan you get to graduate with you." Wake up buddy. Time to work! So, getting back to work means having lesser time to shop, watch movies, dance, yam cha, chat and BLOG ... aiks ... Opportunity Costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, workload has been increasing lately, i am afraid that i would not be updating my blog as frequent. But i will try to squeeze some time to write. Besides that, i have also committed myself to some work lately. So i'm goin to be a very busy man. Hope to see results soon ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came home that day with some gifts from his Japanese business customers and we were so attracted to it. I found out that Japanese people love giving gifts whenever they meet people as a sign of courtesy. Japanese are people who provides one of the best hospitality in the world. Perhaps it is the way they are brought up or even because they want to compensate for their wrong doings. (No Offense) They would usually give sweets or biscuits or local delicacies. But for me, i rather go for French and Italian. C'est plus delicieux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Re%20CIMG3824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me their packing is well-presented. Although the food is not as good as the packing, but it is worth paying for the outlook. You wouldn't want to open it. It is too nice to even hold it. Maybe that is their strategy. To sell the design and packing and not the 'inside'. They have much more better looking and presentable gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also something. There is something like the horse-racing map, but instead of horses, they have Sumos Wrestlers. With all the names and stats of the contestants. People can place their bet according to the ones they adore. Cool ... Looks like the Sumos also need some publicity too, like the geisha. He he ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/Re%20IMG3826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116093356036746365?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116093356036746365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116093356036746365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116093356036746365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116093356036746365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/presenting-best.html' title='Presenting the Best ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116074227820966514</id><published>2006-10-13T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:27:43.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot Us ...</title><content type='html'>I was looking around the pictures in my folder when i remembered doing photo shoots with my sister last weekend. It was so much fun. We switched on the player, setted the camera to auto-shoot mode and we started posing in front of the lens like a model. Wahaha ... and this are some of the pictures i personally think has a funny effect.&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/DSC02459.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/3229/481/320/DSC02455.jpg" border="0" /&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/3229/481/320/DSC02458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC02456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC02461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/DSC02457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures are all taken separately ...&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/7650486-116074227820966514?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116074227820966514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116074227820966514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116074227820966514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116074227820966514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/shoot-us.html' title='Shoot Us ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116067222531124794</id><published>2006-10-13T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:01:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Italy ...</title><content type='html'>Was thinking what to write for my blog again and was wondering whether my way of writing is too "formal" and "dull". But it is a way of practising my way of writing and improving it. The idea of being a novelist had also once came across my mind, so it would be good to start it formal and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having chemistry lesson with this mad lecturer of mine when i came across this joke ... imported all the way from Italy. My host brother, Guido told me this joke while in Florence. Just imagine, an Italian guy who can't really speak very well in English telling a joke to a Malaysian guy. This particular scene is so exotic and rare. It took him sometime before he can finish his joke. I thought of sharing it with my friends and all the people, since it is quite a funny one. This is not a clean joke and i suggest those under 18 or without parental advice to leave this blog alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 tiny little worms who stayed on a woman's body. They gathered at her belly one day and decided to go off for a trip at its own for a week. The 1st worm went to the woman's breast, the second to the anus and the last to the vagina. They spent their holiday for a week and met up at the belly again sharing their experiences with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm 1 : I had a wonderful time and i spent my week at a deep and dark valley. I enjoyed it there but the place was sometimes damp and musky. You can even see the mountains erupt at certain periods. Was great! What about you (Worm2)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm 2 : Me ? Mine is even better. It is cosy and tight and dark. But the thing is that i keep smelling odd odours every now and then. But besides that, everything was perfect. And you (Worm 3)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worm 3 : I had the worse holiday. It was fine on the first few days in the cave. Everything was calm and relaxing. But things happened after that. I was taking a long nap one day when a big worm woke me up. It was acting very fiercely and i bet it was angry. It frightened me. It came in and out of the cave rapidly non-stop. IN-OUT-IN-OUT. I was angry too because it was diturbing my holiday, so i scolded him and asked him to stop annoying me. It was so fierce and it went so red and finally it spitted on me. How scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/CIMG3556.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From Left : Me and Guido at Vatican City.&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/7650486-116067222531124794?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116067222531124794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116067222531124794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116067222531124794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116067222531124794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-italy.html' title='From Italy ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116057453849818839</id><published>2006-10-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:56:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young at Hearts ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Time goes by very swiftly ... we would have turn into old rags before we even realise. That is why we must treasure and cherish every moment in life so as not to regret in our graves later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking out from the bathroom this evening after a long day at uni, when i heard someone messaging me on MSN, i walked towards it hoping that it would be someone for good this time, as i use to get all the "Hie"s at the wrong time of the day. Hmmmm ... when i opened the box ... voilà ... my uncle sending me a file ... i clicked on the SAVE button and waited for it to load ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ready before i went for my dinner at the dining hall ... and guees what ... i got a picture ... an old one, full with memories. I was not touched but i felt rather funny, as how can someone so small grow up to be as big as i am now. It tells a lot in the simple picture ... all with different reasons to be in or out of the picture. It is just wonderful, a scene in my life ... captured and etched in the minds of the people in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; From left : Me, GrandMa, Bro, Cousin Michelle and Cousin Mindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It wouldn't be possible to post it on my blog if it wasn't for my uncle Sean, credits for him. And also not to forget, my lovely grandma who dug all the valuables from her treasure chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture wasn't all. More came after a short while, flooding my screen. This time pictures of my uncles and aunties taken during their teens and youths. It is sometimes funny how people talk about their old times ... all boasting about how good they look, how famous they were, how clever they once were. All sorts of things! Some even claim themselves as the "Golden Sisters and Brothers" of their taman. (that is what my mom told me) ... kononnya ... but they really look quite stunning in the old pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/scan00y03.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From Left : Uncle Jefferey, Mom, GrandMa, Aunt Elaine, Aunt Laura, Uncle Sean and Aunt Lisa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/scan0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From Left (ClockWise) : Aunt ELaine, Uncle SEan, Uncle Jefferey, Mom, GrandMa and Aunt Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything grows - from the age, the mind, to the soul and even the size. My aunt must have enjoyed eating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/scaned0003%20-%20RE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aunt Rebecca at her different stage of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many things happened during the past, happy ones, sad ones ... but all of them encountered it together, side by side, supporting each other at times when they need each other. Living life the best out of themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/scan0005.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pic Above : At my Aunt Laura's Wedding Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bottom Pic From Left (Clockwise) : Uncle Johnathon, Aunt Lisa, Aunt LAura, Uncle Lim, Mom, Uncle Sean, Aunt Elaine, Cousin Michelle, Bro, Me, GrandPa and GrandMa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No matter how one would age or grow, one remains young forever if they want to be so, because it is us who make the decision, not the others. Be Young at Hearts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116057453849818839?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116057453849818839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116057453849818839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116057453849818839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116057453849818839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/young-at-hearts.html' title='Young at Hearts ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116049953385022332</id><published>2006-10-11T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:02:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scissor Sisters Rock ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Scissor Sisters - I Don't Feel Like Dancing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 323px" src="http://youtube.com/v/GZMs8EHDh-Y" width="361" height="323" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this MV in MTV today and hey i like it. It is I Don't Feel Like Dancing from Scissor Sisters. This song is somewhat like a combination of the 70's &amp;amp; 80's. Hope that you guys would enjoy it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116049953385022332?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116049953385022332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116049953385022332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116049953385022332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116049953385022332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/scissor-sisters-rock.html' title='Scissor Sisters Rock ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116049854671984791</id><published>2006-10-11T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:44:25.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Blogging This Time  ...</title><content type='html'>It is a holiday today and i feel kinda moody. No idea why. Maybe it is because of the weather. Woke up real late today in the afternoon, went for lunch and got back to my physics lab report. I took a hell lot of time finishing it, but then i am quite satisfied with the outcome. Beyond that, my day wasn't that cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the new series of "6 Feet Under" on HBO this evening and then i found out that life is sometimes pathetic. The way people die, the conflicts, internal struggles ... all sorts of problems that may occur anytime in life to anyone. Maybe it is the show that caused me to feel so depressed. But i enjoy the movie, cause it potrays the "real life". I do sometimes feel like there is something missing in my life, a part of me that i am still searching for every moment. It is very subjective, like an illusion, a hallucination. You can feel it but you don't know what it is. It is kinda annoying for not knowing the thing that is there which you don't even know whether it even exist. All the guesses, hypotheses. It may sound very contradicting, but it is not something not to be believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen at the wrong moment at times, and not to deny everyone experiences it. So it depends on the individual on how to mend things and keep it on the right track. I just hate it when i watch romantic flicks at an improper timing... people hugging, kissing and giving love. Aiks ... coz it doesn't only makes me feel jealous but also feel sick. Why can't i have something that they have. People usually go around you, give you a pat on the back showing grieving looks and say ... "Get over it. Start anew." or "You can't compare your life with the others. It will only bring disappointmnet in life." But i bet, people can't think reasonably at that state as their mind are occupied with too much negative energy. So, some "time" would be the best remedy. Not too long, just sufficient and adequate time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a part of growing and finding yourself in the path of life. Nobody can help us, it is all up to us. Don't blame, take some time off (take a deep breath), look for a resolution and then get along with it. Life is short and we don't have much time to waste on a particular problem. As there are much more for us to do in life. Yang's quote : " Don't live your life a problem!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116049854671984791?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116049854671984791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116049854671984791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116049854671984791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116049854671984791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/really-blogging-this-time.html' title='Really Blogging This Time  ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116040584439030570</id><published>2006-10-09T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:07:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Moon ...</title><content type='html'>I have been reviewing my blog for a few times and i felt that it was a little too pretentious or "made up". So fake !!! But after all, i still have "some" constructive comments from the people and i am glad about that. I would leave it open, depending on my mood on how i want my blog to be like. Factual, Casual or Narrative ... Who cares??? As long as i keep on writing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was more like a family gathering week for me, as it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Gradually i think most of the Chinese would regard it as an important time for family and friends but some don't really think of it as one. For me, family gathering means lots of good food ... Yum Yum. Not just only typical mooncakes that i would get sick of by just taking some bites - seafood, cakes, meat (although i don't take) - all home cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/CIMG3822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, my place and then on Saturday night my aunty's. I ate too much and i believe i can now rest my arms on my belly. Food are just irresistible! My favourite part was when we sneaked out the Rum Raisin flavoured "Haagen-Dazs"Ice-Cream from the refrigerator and hid it under the table and not letting anyone know. We shared among our cousin and siblings, 4 of ourselves. We did it to avoid our uncle from gluttoning all the wonderful things down his throat. Trust me, when he is around, we have to fight for food and food is no longer tasty, as we have to eat as much as we can so not to let him have it all. Yes, back to the ice-cream part, we had the ice-cream with my aunty's home-baked chocolate fudge cake. Gosh i am dripping ... Aiks ... Heavenz ... Overall we had loads of fun eating and watching "Anime" in my cousin's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/CIMG3820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mid-Autumn Festival is not complete without the moon. We have been looking for the moon for the past few days but pathetically, all we see is just the outline of it. The haze has been causing us a lot of trouble lately and it happens every year. It is due to the open burning and forest burning from Indonesia. Malaysian government is cloud seeding so that to get us some rain to wash the smoke particles away. I have heard from someone that, the reason they burn their forest is because they have wanted to "black mail" us. You get what i mean! But this is what people say and comment on all over. I think it is just the irresponsibilites and the inconsideration of the people doing such activities, hope that it will go away soon. This haze is giving me all the "Heee-Haaa"(asthma and other respiratory problems), and it is getting worse each day.&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures on the way to Uni today and this is what i get. The air quality is really bad and guess what, there are still people emitting their waste to the environment contributing to the haze. The government should really do something on that, we as a citizen should also take initiative to talk into people who go for open burning or maybe try to "smoke" less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "sometime", they would surely once again question " What can the people do for the country and government, and not what we( country and government) can give them." So ... itz all the people's duty to ................ tunduk jari and blame sini sana eh ... !? Cakap-cakap, tunggu-tunggu ... apa-apa pun tak buat mane boleh ??? Yea, keep on and Malaysia will surely capai Wawasan 3030 very soon .... Malaysia Boleh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116040584439030570?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116040584439030570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116040584439030570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116040584439030570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116040584439030570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/hidden-moon.html' title='Hidden Moon ...'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116020544430619241</id><published>2006-10-07T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T15:18:17.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Life Does It Belong To ???</title><content type='html'>My mood didn't turn out the way i wanted it to be yesterday. Was slightly moody, as i had some disagreements with my mom. And that happens all the time, who won't? Was talking about my friends in the UK and their experiences, about how different people are over there. As those who know me, i am a person who likes to travel, meet new people and explore new things. Whereas for my mom, she is not to mention, conservative or old-fashioned. She is so against the idea of me going to the overseas to further my studies. I know she is worried about "something".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have arguments on all sorts of topics - food, movies, music, culture ... you name it we argue about it. But some people say that arguing is an essential way of improving ones relationship with the rest. So, i wouldn't stop and will keep on arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "hottest" topic we often argue about is on the path of life i want to lead later. This caused a lot of stir in and out. Sometimes we even get friends and other family members involved. Frankly saying, i think i am more of the artistic type of person but my parents, especially my mom, thinks that i should be scientific. Maybe they watch too much "StarWars" during their teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/star%20wars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be a lot of factors contributing to these - the main one is that my dad has a business in this industry, and he plans to inherit it to me ... i suppose. If it isn't the case, why make me do engineering then? They would usually give me all the reasons, saying that i want you to live a better life in the future. But they didn't realise that "better life" means financial stability. Some might think, how foolish are you not to go for wealth - money makes it all. I know, but what is the point of making a lot of money when you are not doing what you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends are facing the same dilemma as i do. Some in an opposite way. They are asked (or "forced") to do the subjects or course they dislike, whereas some are unsure of what they want in life. It is just funny sometimes how humans are behaving. They are given the choice but they are uncertain and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason for not allowing me to do what i want is because they say that involving yourself in the art industry makes it hard to outshine. Who say so? If you have all what it takes to be one and are destined to do so, i don't think that this may happen. Although some artists like Vincent Van Gogh whose works became recognised soon after his death - i believe he feels contented with what he had in life as he did it for passion. Take Paris Hilton, sing it, shake it, slime it a little and voilà, there you have *bling bling* shining star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/paris%20hilton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for not letting me do it, is due to "your uncertainty in choosing what you like". Yes, i admit that i am uncertain at times but i am sure it has got to do with my upbringing. I will tell you things that i have learnt half way in life - gymnastic, organ lessons, guitar lessons, drum lessons, japanese, dancing classes, golf, tennis etc. They have sort of blurred my vision in life. But i am sure that one day i know what i want. Science is not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always say that, girls only do pharmacy, designing and psychlogy. I am so against that statement. It is very stereotypical to take things in that way. It is only a minority of the people that she is referring to. I understand that things are not easy in life, but it would make it more meaningful if one does it with passion and full commitment. But i agree that what you study may not be what you work for as a living. I have seen some engineers turning themselves into stage performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i have thought of my parents arranging my marriage for me, so that they could be happy and satisfied for all of their life. This is like a "barrel concept" it turns round and round and would never end. It is passed down from generation to another. Once, my dad even told me that he wants us to do what they want is because they don't have the opportunity when they were younger. So am i going to make my children actors then? Zhang Zi-Yi or maybe Chow Yun Fatt? This is so wrong way of thinking. We should instead give them some space of their own and let them realise their talent. Gosh ... enlighten the people !!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/3229/481/320/barrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet received another message from my friend from UK this morning saying that there is a "Lesbian and Bisexual Club" in their college. Wow ... that is so cool ... people are given the equal rights although they have different tastes. Human are still human, but it is only gays who does different things on bed, that's all! As if they would walk to some straight men/women and rape them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maid from philippines was cleaning my study table this morning when she saw my "D&amp;G" (Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana) belt and said : D&amp;G would be different if the "&amp;amp;" is changed to an "O". (sweats ...) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116020544430619241?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116020544430619241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116020544430619241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116020544430619241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116020544430619241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/whose-life-does-it-belong-to.html' title='Whose Life Does It Belong To ???'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116007467188340833</id><published>2006-10-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T03:46:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gosh ... i am just too addicted to blogging. I have only just posted up my first in like 2 hours ago and now i am doing my 2nd. My mom is so going to kill me if i do this and not do what i have to do. But who cares ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So ... since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, i went around to look for the meaning and legends behind this romantic festival ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't know that the Mid-Autumn Festival is the Chinese version of Thanksgiving. It is celebrated after the end of the harvest season, when people throw a great fiesta for what they have achieved. But this is only one of the reason people celebrate. It is widely celebrated during the Tang Dynasty . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/mooncake.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some people also call it the Mooncake Festival, as many would relate it to the mooncake. It goes back to the old days where the Mongolians fought and defeated the Song Dynasty. Chinese people suffer during the rule of the Mongolians under Yuan Dynasty and that is when people thought of defending themselves so as to fight for a better life. In order to do so, they have to pass the message around, but it is impossible because the message of this would reach the Mongolians like wild fire, so they inserted small slits of papers in the middle of the mooncake saying on when to strike. That is on the 15th day of the 8th month in the lunar calendar. It worked as the Mongolians don't eat mooncakes. Perhaps Mongolians have a more healthier diet than the chinese do, or maybe they think it is too sissy for them to eat cakes. Duh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Besides the true fact, there are also legends about this festival. People believe that the moon is at his brightest and roundest during that night(given if it is not cloudy). The moon is not left out from this festival. From legend, we know that there are 3 livings in the moon. That is a woman, a man and a rabbit. It all started when Hou Yi is given the task to shoot down 9 suns out of 10 by the Emperor of Heaven because it was causing excessive heat to the earth. He suceeded in doing so, but the evil inside him caused him to steal the elixir of life from a goddess. Hou Yi wanted to rule the world and be immortal but unfortuantely his wife Chang Er drank it, and she felt lighter and floated in to the air and landed on the moon. Hou Yi loved his wife and decided not to shoot the moon down and that is why Chang Er stays on the moon. I wonder if Chang Er is too thirsty or she might mistook it by alcohol as she was an alcoholic?! Cold joke ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/changer_fly.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wu Kang, a man who is always uncertain of the things he want in life looked for a immortal to teach him the ways to be an immortal. He got fed up with all the things he learnt in a very short period of time and this caused the rage in the immortal. So, he decided to send him off to the moon giving him a mission to chop down a big cassia tree before he can return to earth. The tree restored itself and it is until now he is still up there. If trees can survive on the moon, i bet humans would get all excited about it and go Cuckoo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One day, 3 fairies transform themselves into an old and hungry man and went begging for food from 3 animals - a fox , a monkey and a rabbit. Both the fox and monkey gave the old man food but the rabbit who hasn't any sacrificed himself by jumping into the hot cauldron to offer his meat to the old man. Touched by the act, the fairies let the rabbit to stay in the Moon Palace. So, this is why you can sometimes see pictures of a rabbit in front of mooncake boxes. I think the rabbit wanted to run away from the old man by jumping over but misfortunately, it is not as smart as bugs bunny. Too bad ... it turned into rabbit soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This Mid-Autumn Festival, is regarded as a day for lovers as people light up candles and bring their lanterns along the street under the sky of glittering stars and the shining moon. It is also a time for people to get over old conflicts and to forgive. It is a meaningful and important day for chinese people throughout the world. Chinese worship the moon more than the sun like the westerners do. Moon is like a lady, soft, tender and romantic unlike the sun. So that is why we call it "Yin Yang" and not "Yang Yin". "Yin" refering to female and "Yang" to the male. Notice that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="289" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/moon%201.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even my dog eats mooncake. We have a tradition of buying extra food so as to feed everyone to their fullest. This includes the mooncake. Every year we buy mooncakes in boxes but what do we do if we can't finish consuming? We freeze it and would take it out the following year for our dog to eat. Isn't it good, not wasting any food and yet bringing the mood to the dog. Wonderful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I called my friends who are studying in Cambridge to wish them a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival but it seems like they have forgotten when is it. They told me about things going on in their life. I was a little surprised when one of my friend(female) told me that they were given condoms. 2 condoms, a normal one for normal sex and an extra strong one for anal sex. Whoa! Besdies that, they are also given lubricants to hype up. Who knows what! : P They even handed out guide books and manual to them and reminded them that even lesbian sex may cause HIV. Hmm ... That is not it, we were always talking about cucumbers and carrots as dildos, but this time, they are using it for demonstration as how to wear a condom. Goodness ... why not eggplants ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3229/481/320/cucumbers.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is also a club in their college called the "Romance Club", it is only for singles. Their activities includes, speed dating and meeting people of interest. I wonder if they have such clubs in Malaysia's universities. Maybe i should set one up, one day. But towards the end of the day people are still humans and we need companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival ... &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/7650486-116007467188340833?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116007467188340833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116007467188340833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116007467188340833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116007467188340833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/mid-autumn.html' title='Mid-Autumn'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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-7650486.post-116006167078408286</id><published>2006-10-05T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:44:36.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise of a New Age</title><content type='html'>It has been sometime since i last blogged. Blogging is not as easy as i think it would be, there would be tons of things that i would like to share but when i lock my self up on the chair, i wouldn't have any idea of what i want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop going in circles and by starting at once would be the best way to get things going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having sometime off since i last studied. It is like ... last november until end of last week. Almost a YEAR !!! Damn, i feel bad as my parents have been feeding an inproductive family member of ours. I pity them. Wahaha ... but then i really had a great time throughout that "Dark" period of mine. And finally, now is the start of my Renaissance era. New hope, new life ... The bygone Golden Age has been far forgotten by who knows who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been kind to me in the meantime, but no one knows what will happen in the very next second. Back to my point, my 2nd pre-uni life. This time at a far better environment. Lush greeneries , good air quality, complete infrastructures and facilities(highways for speeding) and of course wildlife too! On the day of enrolment, one of the "Ang Mo" from our university gave a talk about safety and he reminded us to be careful as there are snakes around the campus. Snakes ... ewwww ... reptilians ... aiks ... 2 type of snakes, legless snakes and 2 legged snakes ... snakes are friends at our campus as they eat the mice that run around. Mouse ... yucks!!! Yes, my campus is located at the outskirt of Semenyih and it is surrounded with palm estates. Snakes are said to be brought by the British when they colonise, to protect the estate from being infested by mice. But 2 legged snakes are even scarier as they hit, kill and eat up legless snakes and not to mention they WEAR them. Aiyerr ...&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/snake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attending English and Language skills and our lecturer was discussing about pronounciations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer : Pronounciations are important as it may bring a different message across if it is pronounced in an incorrect way. For instance, Indians, they can't pronounce the "W". Water. Please say water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Student : Wah-ter ... (class giggles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer : It should be "wo-ter", not "wah-ter". Don't laugh at him. Even some caucasians can't pronouce -ng. Sing a song. I believe chinese can pronouce "ng" very well as they have Ng Pei Pei and Ng Mei Mei's, that applies to malays too because they use -ng in meng- (mengampu) and it is the same to indians. Try saying sing a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caucasian Student : Sink-a-sonk. (students laughed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer : See! Sink-a-sonk. Should be sing a song. Chinese too make mistakes. They can't say "l" and "r" properly. Class, say - run rabbit run run run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student shout aloud : Lan labbit lan lan lan. (People laughed their heads off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder what "lan" he is mentioning about)&lt;br /&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/3229/481/320/rabbit.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer : Last but not least, the malays. A problem with "f" and "p". There was a male ex-colleague of mine who walked up to me one day and asked, 'Did you fack your car at the carfack?'. (the class exploded at once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturers in my uni are trained to be real jokers, i think. Hats off ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was late for tuition today and she told me that she has to wash her hair, as it smells. I told her why worry? She said that her friends might smell her. So, i came up with a solution. I say why not put an accesory. But, how and what should i use?&lt;br /&gt;A small bag of potpurri. Ha ha ha ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7650486-116006167078408286?l=kyy1986129.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/feeds/116006167078408286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7650486&amp;postID=116006167078408286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116006167078408286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7650486/posts/default/116006167078408286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyy1986129.blogspot.com/2006/10/rise-of-new-age.html' title='Rise of a New Age'/><author><name>Orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12117860811633532233</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></feed>
