<?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-7322662048802340433</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:21:16.269+08:00</updated><category term='Casino'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Shit happens'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Valedictorian'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>:: vinz ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-6900980436853858042</id><published>2009-04-03T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:51:22.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>God, Be my Refuge and Strength. . .</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me and my family as we go through this turmoil and that you will grant us protection and strength. Although I know I haven't been the best of the best and do things that don't make my parents proud, but I promise You that I will take the step forward and walk in Your steps. Every action and every word will be Yours. Thank you, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pray hard for things to turn around*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-6900980436853858042?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6900980436853858042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6900980436853858042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6900980436853858042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6900980436853858042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-be-my-refuge-and-strength.html' title='God, Be my Refuge and Strength. . .'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-6103325001387610071</id><published>2009-03-12T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:11:08.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of a New Life in a New Place Pt 1</title><content type='html'>I could still recalled the first time I told my friend, AL, in my secondary school that my dad is going over to Australia and I might follow him there. As usual, it was just an empty promise that had failed to realize. Ever since, I am stuck in Malaysia. PMR came and went, SPM came and went and still I haven't gotten my chance to study oversea. So, I thought if I do well in my SPM I might have the chance to go oversea. Oh no, again i was deprived of another chance of studying oversea because JPA and Petronas rejected my scholarship application. Darn. On the other hand, I was offered a place in Taylors College to do a businees degree for 4 years. Since that was the only scholarship available without having my parents fork out their money, I took the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, after 4 years, I finally got the opportunity ( thanks to my dad) to pursue my studies oversea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location      :  Sydney, AUSTRALIA&lt;br /&gt;University  : University of New South Wales&lt;br /&gt;Course        : Master in Commerce (Fund Management)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of starting a new life in a completely different environment, where there are no 24 hours mamak stalls, no cheap Char kuay teow and no personal car to drive about, is scaring me and at the same time, makes me so pumped up to explore new horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day closed in, I had shorter and shorter time to spend with my baby. We tried to spend as much time as possible, be with each other as frequent as possible. I had a lot of farewell from friends, tennis student( a CEO btw),  and my baby's parents. Lots of good food and I enjoyed the time together, trying to catch up and update myself with their lives and happennings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall post up some pictures from 1st day of Chinese New Year, which i spent in Taiping, to the day I left the airport. Some memorable pictures and quality time that I had. Thanks guys for the warm "riddance" ( according to Mr S).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Pre - CNY cookie-baking session:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_CEMd7SI/AAAAAAAAA4E/GSEpIdMY1FQ/s1600-h/DSC_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_CEMd7SI/AAAAAAAAA4E/GSEpIdMY1FQ/s320/DSC_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972659621391650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_B_Z3yGI/AAAAAAAAA38/tNa7P0Vk_DA/s1600-h/DSC_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_B_Z3yGI/AAAAAAAAA38/tNa7P0Vk_DA/s320/DSC_0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972658335434850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_BqUqfjI/AAAAAAAAA30/O9QUjTw3Qzw/s1600-h/DSC_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_BqUqfjI/AAAAAAAAA30/O9QUjTw3Qzw/s320/DSC_0616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972652676447794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_BfDUaaI/AAAAAAAAA3s/YsGi-y5FlW0/s1600-h/DSC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_BfDUaaI/AAAAAAAAA3s/YsGi-y5FlW0/s320/DSC_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972649650907554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gf and her family usually bake cookies for cny festival. Some of her cookies are Chop-Chip Cookies ( which everyone pleasantly compliments her cookies as if they are from the Famous Amos) and Pineapple tarts ( made by her mum). It was always fun when it comes to battering the ingredients. For me especially. That means I get to "kacau". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauiVmlb1yI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3Za75aI9Ybo/s1600-h/DSC_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauiVmlb1yI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3Za75aI9Ybo/s320/DSC_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308515077804775202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauiVTMvrLI/AAAAAAAAA78/znvDPjYlPHE/s1600-h/DSC_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauiVTMvrLI/AAAAAAAAA78/znvDPjYlPHE/s320/DSC_0870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308515072600943794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauiVFYXsuI/AAAAAAAAA70/n8SRvSDg6kw/s1600-h/DSC_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 356px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauiVFYXsuI/AAAAAAAAA70/n8SRvSDg6kw/s320/DSC_0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308515068891607778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;My birthday @ Bubba Gump Shrimp, The Curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th Jan. Hmm, another date in the year to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SahxLzHONnI/AAAAAAAAA4U/KEBOAvu21iY/s1600-h/DSC_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 578px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SahxLzHONnI/AAAAAAAAA4U/KEBOAvu21iY/s320/DSC_0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307616608369129074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pretty cool decoration on the table. Actually they serve as a tool to stop at the table when the red "Stop Forest Stop" sign is being displayed while the dark blue " Run Forest Run" is put on after the waiter/ess have taken down the orders. Kinda cool eh? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapgos0iGAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/6XBA353vBkQ/s1600-h/DSC_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapgos0iGAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/6XBA353vBkQ/s320/DSC_0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161363152082946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaU8hzQCzYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/n5fTsSCnA_Y/s1600-h/DSC_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaU8hzQCzYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/n5fTsSCnA_Y/s320/DSC_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306714287316848002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SahxMeIOiLI/AAAAAAAAA4c/z1uTO6ryDqs/s1600-h/DSC_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SahxMeIOiLI/AAAAAAAAA4c/z1uTO6ryDqs/s320/DSC_0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307616619916069042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most important thing in the restaurant~!!! Food babe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SahxMjlD6pI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AZg_ew6ExX8/s1600-h/DSC_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SahxMjlD6pI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AZg_ew6ExX8/s320/DSC_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307616621379185298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRGo5cDdI/AAAAAAAAA5E/whpnLXIAmXQ/s1600-h/DSC_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRGo5cDdI/AAAAAAAAA5E/whpnLXIAmXQ/s320/DSC_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308144285308947922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapJTXS04qI/AAAAAAAAA40/4rbT8QcISfo/s1600-h/DSC_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapJTXS04qI/AAAAAAAAA40/4rbT8QcISfo/s320/DSC_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308135707828871842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapJTM4jgfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/6SwTbyyAA4w/s1600-h/DSC_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapJTM4jgfI/AAAAAAAAA4s/6SwTbyyAA4w/s320/DSC_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308135705034326514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY CAKE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;my close mates got me 16 cute lil cupcakes with JELLY BEANS on the top. The "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" candles put a special touch onto the cupcakes and I LOVE it so much~!!! Thanks peeps. Love you guys a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapJTlrTZJI/AAAAAAAAA48/mLZ0TMt-GZI/s1600-h/DSC_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapJTlrTZJI/AAAAAAAAA48/mLZ0TMt-GZI/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308135711689630866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRHMAydoI/AAAAAAAAA5U/tUI_C11m4l8/s1600-h/DSC_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRHMAydoI/AAAAAAAAA5U/tUI_C11m4l8/s320/DSC_0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308144294735017602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRG-_M-oI/AAAAAAAAA5M/WLHpwbFGxbU/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRG-_M-oI/AAAAAAAAA5M/WLHpwbFGxbU/s320/DSC_0672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308144291238705794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapjmbMqMSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/pEWZ2ANM2HE/s1600-h/DSC_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapjmbMqMSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/pEWZ2ANM2HE/s320/DSC_0774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308164622596583714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapgpR775aI/AAAAAAAAA5s/TMxyUw7-e2A/s1600-h/DSC_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapgpR775aI/AAAAAAAAA5s/TMxyUw7-e2A/s320/DSC_0728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161373115245986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapioONxM-I/AAAAAAAAA6E/QlASdUyzeYk/s1600-h/DSC_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapioONxM-I/AAAAAAAAA6E/QlASdUyzeYk/s320/DSC_0748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308163553959687138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapgo3hyjpI/AAAAAAAAA5k/FGgRyX5KThk/s1600-h/DSC_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapgo3hyjpI/AAAAAAAAA5k/FGgRyX5KThk/s320/DSC_0724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161366026260114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapin77T7zI/AAAAAAAAA58/Enk6CJtc07g/s1600-h/DSC_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapin77T7zI/AAAAAAAAA58/Enk6CJtc07g/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308163549050433330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapink4CRgI/AAAAAAAAA50/HKO25fGCD4s/s1600-h/DSC_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sapink4CRgI/AAAAAAAAA50/HKO25fGCD4s/s320/DSC_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308163542862677506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Yi Vonn's mum's treat @ Dao Rae Gargen, Taipan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was due to fly soon, yi vonn's mum decided to give me a treat as a farewell meal. Initially, she wanted to go to Las Carretas at Taipan but it was closed. Funny. It was a Sunday, where it should be busy as families come out to eat, but it was not operating. "Oh well, then another restaurant then" her mum suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean it was~! So we went to our loyal korean restaurant, which is located at the corner of street, just opposite the McD's. Oh man. I would surely miss this place once I am in Sydney. Just look at the photos and you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaqET52oZ_I/AAAAAAAAA6U/KSZX1SEzxj8/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 517px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaqET52oZ_I/AAAAAAAAA6U/KSZX1SEzxj8/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308200588291893234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaqEUKpnDCI/AAAAAAAAA6k/RtXWaaCqd0A/s1600-h/DSC_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaqEUKpnDCI/AAAAAAAAA6k/RtXWaaCqd0A/s320/DSC_0786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308200592800680994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaqEUN4knhI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rMmXJ6PvVjw/s1600-h/DSC_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaqEUN4knhI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rMmXJ6PvVjw/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308200593668742674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarsClrM7dI/AAAAAAAAA68/l2Fx-1-jXrA/s1600-h/DSC_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarsClrM7dI/AAAAAAAAA68/l2Fx-1-jXrA/s320/DSC_0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308314640026758610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarsBvULwGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/TO3LAArZPZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarsBvULwGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/TO3LAArZPZ8/s320/DSC_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308314625434697826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarsCGxnR0I/AAAAAAAAA60/rRz_KGJQZik/s1600-h/DSC_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarsCGxnR0I/AAAAAAAAA60/rRz_KGJQZik/s320/DSC_0793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308314631732152130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarwBTJ5N3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/3v_2BzZuIpc/s1600-h/DSC_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarwBTJ5N3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/3v_2BzZuIpc/s320/DSC_0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308319015921858418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the delicious meal, I hadn't got any idea what was stored for me. Upon reaching her house, they surprised me with this choc cake. I was so surprised because I didn't expect them to buy me a cake for my birthday as her mum just spent me lunch at a korean restaurant. I was very blessed indeed. Counting my blessing already. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Look at the decoration on the cake. Awesome right? Shu Wen had the pleasure of eating the strawberries because she loves them. She even named her blog with strawberries. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarwCHgtXhI/AAAAAAAAA7U/af4CG9Fgh0w/s1600-h/DSC_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarwCHgtXhI/AAAAAAAAA7U/af4CG9Fgh0w/s320/DSC_0838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308319029976194578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarwB-gxftI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZDGVyU5BMBs/s1600-h/DSC_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SarwB-gxftI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZDGVyU5BMBs/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308319027560546002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauckUQlS-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/pyC4ISgYT-o/s1600-h/DSC_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SauckUQlS-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/pyC4ISgYT-o/s320/DSC_0860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308508733513747426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* finger licking good!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Saucj3fTRwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Omql_z-khOU/s1600-h/DSC_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Saucj3fTRwI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Omql_z-khOU/s320/DSC_0848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308508725790852866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Saucj_I_jGI/AAAAAAAAA7c/SnDO-A51NXQ/s1600-h/DSC_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Saucj_I_jGI/AAAAAAAAA7c/SnDO-A51NXQ/s320/DSC_0840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308508727844768866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*happy couple* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Head Coach's Farewell Dinner @ the TERRACE, Curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head coach at KLGCC has been very good to me since the first day I worked under his guidance. I could still recalled the incident where I was being lectured and was given a warning. It was basically my fault because I couldn't wake up for the Sat morning tennis classes. Instead of arriving at the court at 8am, I reached there by 9pm. How on earth can a Head coach stand that kind of attitude? That wasn't the first time. So, Im sure you can guess what happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I was so scared that I was always punctual for any tennis classes. I always arrive earlier than my Head Coach and Sheena. I can even bet that none of them arrive earlier than me. Is that the reason why my Head Coach, Mr Khoo got me the sponsorship? For being a "good boy"? hehe. Due to his blessing and kind-heartedness, I've gotten Wilson sponsorship as well as Dunlop. Never ever in my tennis life have I gotten any sponsorship apart from SUKMA. Im seriously very grateful to Mr Khoo for all the guidance and the wisdom that he has imparted to me all throughout the 4 years duration. Thanks, MR KHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaumPrrP9TI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6m1qJ6wpGW0/s1600-h/DSC_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaumPrrP9TI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6m1qJ6wpGW0/s320/DSC_0882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308519374138635570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaumPX-ZtOI/AAAAAAAAA8U/6H0sCJvOPpQ/s1600-h/DSC_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaumPX-ZtOI/AAAAAAAAA8U/6H0sCJvOPpQ/s320/DSC_0880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308519368850257122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaumOwO4ePI/AAAAAAAAA8M/cyw8ArkSLf8/s1600-h/DSC_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaumOwO4ePI/AAAAAAAAA8M/cyw8ArkSLf8/s320/DSC_0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308519358181964018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaurE3oID_I/AAAAAAAAA8s/Jbsvb6oeC1w/s1600-h/DSC_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaurE3oID_I/AAAAAAAAA8s/Jbsvb6oeC1w/s320/DSC_0885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308524685926338546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaurFc27ArI/AAAAAAAAA80/Mz4oAGyBN5s/s1600-h/DSC_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaurFc27ArI/AAAAAAAAA80/Mz4oAGyBN5s/s320/DSC_0898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308524695920509618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaurEcSWMNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/5AqNF6UHpUE/s1600-h/DSC_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SaurEcSWMNI/AAAAAAAAA8k/5AqNF6UHpUE/s320/DSC_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308524678587232466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sau6mryHlaI/AAAAAAAAA9E/B1mJiKjFOP4/s1600-h/DSC_0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sau6mryHlaI/AAAAAAAAA9E/B1mJiKjFOP4/s320/DSC_0913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308541759536993698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sau6mTerDPI/AAAAAAAAA88/0HR-XRzyQCA/s1600-h/DSC_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sau6mTerDPI/AAAAAAAAA88/0HR-XRzyQCA/s320/DSC_0899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308541753012980978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was relatively good and it offered great environment and the atmosphere for marvellous dining experience. There was a group of singers performing across the walkway thus, adding a melodic wave to the atmosphere. They served great Barbeque chicken &amp;amp; beef as well as lamb chop. Had a few helpings. On top of that, I had great desserts to compliment the scrumptious meal that I devoured hungrily. Yummylicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Outings with my baby and Yu Hui @ Times Square &amp;amp; Sg Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose for this outing was to survey my baby's hair products and some make-up tools as they will be needing them for future use. I was quite excited on this outing as I seldom go to Times Square and Sg Wang with my baby. So, upon reaching Times Square, we were so starved to death that all three of us decided to find a place to eat. After some "heated" discussion, we finally decided to eat at Times Square itself. On the way to the restaurant, we stopped by GSC to see what movie was showing that day. Naw, not one that interest us. So, we proceeded to the food area. Found this cafe/restaurant at the top of Times Square, just beside the GSC cinema. As you can see from the picture, it is called "SEK HOU Restaurant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavMMj_LsSI/AAAAAAAAA9U/w08_E0NLhRI/s1600-h/DSC_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 619px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavMMj_LsSI/AAAAAAAAA9U/w08_E0NLhRI/s320/DSC_0940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308561101977006370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavMMJgVciI/AAAAAAAAA9M/mXnIr0YyMlM/s1600-h/DSC_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavMMJgVciI/AAAAAAAAA9M/mXnIr0YyMlM/s320/DSC_0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308561094868300322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavMM8ov7-I/AAAAAAAAA9c/g-oQZZZFpIw/s1600-h/DSC_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavMM8ov7-I/AAAAAAAAA9c/g-oQZZZFpIw/s320/DSC_0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308561108593799138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavYZYlIDtI/AAAAAAAAA9k/4fo0X7UFR5Y/s1600-h/DSC_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavYZYlIDtI/AAAAAAAAA9k/4fo0X7UFR5Y/s320/DSC_0959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574516392758994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavYaWjzDlI/AAAAAAAAA90/eN3g67LcxuA/s1600-h/DSC_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavYaWjzDlI/AAAAAAAAA90/eN3g67LcxuA/s320/DSC_0968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574533030186578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavYZwWUajI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yHcsu3e8x5I/s1600-h/DSC_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavYZwWUajI/AAAAAAAAA9s/yHcsu3e8x5I/s320/DSC_0966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308574522773105202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvellous and delicious food I thought. I ordered my favourite food = UNAGI~!!! hehe. Just by looking at the picture, Im already drooling all over. Yu Hui a.k.a. Chipmunk ordered some fantastic and finger-licking-good meal as well. What a meal to start off the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, we went to Sg Wang to look for the girls' stuff and I, being a very the gentleman, just tagged along. hehe. I am so good, aren't i? Then, to Chipmunk's surprise, as we entered a boutique at the top floor of Sg Wang, she saw one of the My FM Dj working in the shop. She told us that she has not heard him on the radio for quite some time already. And thanks to my D90, I took a very memorable picture for her. hehe. I think she owed me one dinner. =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavamcAWFMI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EarBcKz7LH0/s1600-h/DSC_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavamcAWFMI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EarBcKz7LH0/s320/DSC_0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308576939673785538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavamDZr-1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/Wlm2Mjmyg3o/s1600-h/DSC_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavamDZr-1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/Wlm2Mjmyg3o/s320/DSC_0936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308576933069192018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Saval99pI2I/AAAAAAAAA98/L_PLYAzIFWQ/s1600-h/DSC_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Saval99pI2I/AAAAAAAAA98/L_PLYAzIFWQ/s320/DSC_0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308576931609387874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Bible Class Farewell Dinner @ Ole Ole Bali, Solaris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another memorable and tasty farewell dinner organized by my Bible Class friends. They have decided to celebrate my farewell at Ole Ole Bali, which I personally thought was a good idea because I have not tried this restaurant before. Judging from the pictures below, I supposed it was a delicious meal as farewell. Ranging from ayam betutu to their special burger(which Datin Cindy Yam described as the best burger), we had the time of our life, just dining in and eating to our hearts content. We drank some vine as well, thanks to Datin Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavsTNp8AtI/AAAAAAAAA-k/rVPeYa412jM/s1600-h/DSC_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavsTNp8AtI/AAAAAAAAA-k/rVPeYa412jM/s320/DSC_0977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308596400613491410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavsSqaFVVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/p7mHmdtgZCw/s1600-h/DSC_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavsSqaFVVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/p7mHmdtgZCw/s320/DSC_0976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308596391151752530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that the Satays were so delicate and tender. They were just awesome. The Ayam Betutu was also mouth-watering as well. Food was just everywhere, filling up the whole table. I just hope the food won't go straight to my tummy after this. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavsSb5saiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/UAQw5dWPA7I/s1600-h/DSC_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavsSb5saiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/UAQw5dWPA7I/s320/DSC_0975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308596387257805346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavvbbIXfvI/AAAAAAAAA-0/TiGDc7A-TXE/s1600-h/DSC_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavvbbIXfvI/AAAAAAAAA-0/TiGDc7A-TXE/s320/DSC_0979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308599840204619506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavySVCsz-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/g-13lVCjirk/s1600-h/DSC_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavySVCsz-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/g-13lVCjirk/s320/DSC_0990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308602982486298594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavvbK3yD2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/u9S6UZ-o3Mk/s1600-h/DSC_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavvbK3yD2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/u9S6UZ-o3Mk/s320/DSC_0978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308599835840089954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavyRSzRH1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/aVI-X-DFF68/s1600-h/DSC_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavyRSzRH1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/aVI-X-DFF68/s320/DSC_0982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308602964704829266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavySBhyBQI/AAAAAAAAA_M/F5WHlfrXywg/s1600-h/DSC_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SavySBhyBQI/AAAAAAAAA_M/F5WHlfrXywg/s320/DSC_0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308602977247954178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sav7Xxk5pQI/AAAAAAAAA_c/WbnCaATG2u4/s1600-h/DSC_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sav7Xxk5pQI/AAAAAAAAA_c/WbnCaATG2u4/s320/DSC_0999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308612971649934594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sav7ZBMmK_I/AAAAAAAAA_s/_PHdHDB9XCw/s1600-h/DSC_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sav7ZBMmK_I/AAAAAAAAA_s/_PHdHDB9XCw/s320/DSC_1044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308612993022831602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sav7YoD8vNI/AAAAAAAAA_k/hhDXXeYB6rg/s1600-h/DSC_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Sav7YoD8vNI/AAAAAAAAA_k/hhDXXeYB6rg/s320/DSC_1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308612986275675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Pre- CNY @ Baba Jun House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker~! That's what I have been looking forward to when it comes to CNY. Basically not just Poker, but also Blackjack and In-Between. This time around, we did it differently. Instead of using the Poker chips, we used Sugus and Hacks. It was just hillarious. One would build their empire of Hacks and while he was doing that, we would persuade him to bet more in order to make his empire collapse. We really had great time together and just spending time as buddies. Miss you man, Jun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawBM8hcmdI/AAAAAAAAA_0/44DptxjxOL0/s1600-h/DSC_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawBM8hcmdI/AAAAAAAAA_0/44DptxjxOL0/s320/DSC_1116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308619382679443922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawBNkYJaaI/AAAAAAAABAE/M0JhcndNR5Q/s1600-h/DSC_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawBNkYJaaI/AAAAAAAABAE/M0JhcndNR5Q/s320/DSC_1132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308619393377855906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The empire of Sugus was mine until Jun took it all away. Damn Jun. hehe. And one more thing which was hillarious was that while we were playing Poker, some of us just couldn't resist the temptation to just eat the Sugus and Hacks. Especially Jay Vijay. haha. The worse thing was that he ate his friend's sugus, not his. How mean was that. haha. So, as the owner of the place, Jun eventually won all our Sugus and Hacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawC_KfSbjI/AAAAAAAABAU/ZFBc_qDARBM/s1600-h/DSC_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawC_KfSbjI/AAAAAAAABAU/ZFBc_qDARBM/s320/DSC_1116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308621344933572146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawC-zGUG7I/AAAAAAAABAM/3tr78PpOgSo/s1600-h/DSC_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SawC-zGUG7I/AAAAAAAABAM/3tr78PpOgSo/s320/DSC_1139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308621338654809010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Futsal Session @ Spotlite, Taiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling excited, ready to kick some ass or being kicked. haha. This was my first time, I would say. Although I have lived in Taiping for so long, I have never set my foot on Futsal field. What a waste. Spotlite is located just at the corner of Lake Garden, Taiping. FYI, Lake Garden has the most beautiful lake and scenery in the whole of Taiping. One could enjoy the cool breeze under the shades of raintrees that hover above you and stretches right into the lake. Looking at one of the picture, the hill behind the Futsal field is the famous Maxwell Hill. Famous for its "Genting-like" atmosphere but less poluted and less crowded. So yeah. In conclusion, Taiping ROcks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SayKLzFMcuI/AAAAAAAABAc/pHMinO3FgIk/s1600-h/DSC_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SayKLzFMcuI/AAAAAAAABAc/pHMinO3FgIk/s320/DSC_1147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308769996058161890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SayKMBjvP3I/AAAAAAAABAk/nW-3wxFJ0V8/s1600-h/DSC_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SayKMBjvP3I/AAAAAAAABAk/nW-3wxFJ0V8/s320/DSC_1148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308769999944367986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SayKMqXX6nI/AAAAAAAABAs/-YJzy6XwNCw/s1600-h/DSC_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SayKMqXX6nI/AAAAAAAABAs/-YJzy6XwNCw/s320/DSC_1157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308770010898360946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJQjY2oaFI/AAAAAAAABA0/4myeTKvKilI/s1600-h/DSC_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJQjY2oaFI/AAAAAAAABA0/4myeTKvKilI/s320/DSC_1166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310395479520471122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJQjx14_AI/AAAAAAAABA8/KIJ2naGAaT4/s1600-h/DSC_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJQjx14_AI/AAAAAAAABA8/KIJ2naGAaT4/s320/DSC_1173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310395486228249602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJQkR4cxGI/AAAAAAAABBE/Zqywj_isvpg/s1600-h/DSC_1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJQkR4cxGI/AAAAAAAABBE/Zqywj_isvpg/s320/DSC_1201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310395494828917858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;30th Night, One day before Chinese New Year, Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat! Like vs Dislike. My liking for steamboat varies according to my mood. Sometimes I would be craving for steamboat but sometimes I just become sick of it. Not sure why but that's how it is. Mum was busy preparing the ingredients for the steamboat. I must say, "Mum, you rock!" hehe. Just miss my mum's cooking and all. Mummy's boy I suppose. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJa37PPJdI/AAAAAAAABBk/YKKDE2fZofE/s1600-h/DSC_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJa37PPJdI/AAAAAAAABBk/YKKDE2fZofE/s320/DSC_1352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310406827464140242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJWaYBZD7I/AAAAAAAABBc/0LFxoB8qTxs/s1600-h/DSC_1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJWaYBZD7I/AAAAAAAABBc/0LFxoB8qTxs/s320/DSC_1360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310401921748111282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my mum. She's so fierce. That's because I was harassing her with my camera. haha. Anyway, that's not fierce, she was just posing for me. Not intentional for being so "fierce". hehe. Luv u, mum &amp;amp; dad. I didn't put up my dad's picture because he was topless with a Sarong. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJWZ8kwdnI/AAAAAAAABBU/U5d7fNG0ILs/s1600-h/DSC_1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJWZ8kwdnI/AAAAAAAABBU/U5d7fNG0ILs/s320/DSC_1350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310401914380252786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJWZbiqArI/AAAAAAAABBM/j2qLjqZWloE/s1600-h/DSC_1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SbJWZbiqArI/AAAAAAAABBM/j2qLjqZWloE/s320/DSC_1347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310401905513071282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SapRG-_M-oI/AAAAAAAAA5M/WLHpwbFGxbU/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-6103325001387610071?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6103325001387610071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6103325001387610071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6103325001387610071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6103325001387610071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2009/02/beginning-of-new-life-in-new-place.html' title='Beginning of a New Life in a New Place Pt 1'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SZt_CEMd7SI/AAAAAAAAA4E/GSEpIdMY1FQ/s72-c/DSC_0628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-1972291461657477029</id><published>2008-11-12T21:48:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:24:52.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happening Events in October. . .</title><content type='html'>Finally, after finishing the whole CFA syllabus, at least i have some time to upload and blog about the events that happened in October. It has been a busy month with lots of events and activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Genting with my piggy on the Raya week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we haven't been to anywhere after our Pangkor-Taiping-Penang trip, so we had decided to book the promotion room for RM38.80. We drove up and it was really cold because there was mist all over. I really enjoyed my trip there although again I didn't win Uncle Lim because this was our first trip to genting after we had planned for so long. It always didn't work out everytime we wanted to go. Somethings always pop up during the eleventh hour. Anyway, here are some pictures during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbxgmXRI/AAAAAAAAApQ/c7cavY_PTfU/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbxgmXRI/AAAAAAAAApQ/c7cavY_PTfU/s320/DSC02568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267772780449258770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbpTVHhI/AAAAAAAAApI/qH1GbawvJjk/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbpTVHhI/AAAAAAAAApI/qH1GbawvJjk/s320/DSC02575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267772778246118930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbflotpI/AAAAAAAAApA/SOcdYpZ-PEA/s1600-h/DSC02566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbflotpI/AAAAAAAAApA/SOcdYpZ-PEA/s320/DSC02566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267772775638546066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbOE7jcI/AAAAAAAAAo4/zzM-Jfii2IU/s1600-h/DSC02565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbOE7jcI/AAAAAAAAAo4/zzM-Jfii2IU/s320/DSC02565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267772770937966018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Convocation for UWE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got to say I didn't really let the graduating atmosphere sink in because I was busy busy busy preparing my Valedictorian speech. The ceremony was due to start at 130pm but I had to be there by 11am for my 1st rehearsal. I got to admit that, despite countless practices in front of Ms V., Ms Esh, Mr. Nama and the rest of the program directors, I still had butterflies in my tummy. "Relax, relax", I told myself. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Heart beat faster and faster as the real ceremony drew closer. After my first rehearsal, I realized that I was already late to collect the robe. So, I asked Mr Adrian, the Mass Comm lecturer, to let me pass through aka "potong Q". I swear hundreds of eyes were staring at me as I walked past them to get to the front. Pls don't curse me. hehe. I guess that was the privillege of being someone important on that day. So after getting my robe, I had to rush into the hall for 2nd rehearsal. I seriously missed the opportunity to hang out with my friends, to take memorable pictures together. What to do? Big guy, big responsibility. The opportunity to speak on behalf of the whole graduands has already make it worthwhile. It was a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity that will come only once unless I graduate again in Sydney after my Masters studies, which I doubt I'll be the Valedictorian again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jlJqDNUI/AAAAAAAAApg/C_IKw2sg8Lk/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jlJqDNUI/AAAAAAAAApg/C_IKw2sg8Lk/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758103968658754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jl_RD42I/AAAAAAAAAp4/xhBpcaGUIpw/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jl_RD42I/AAAAAAAAAp4/xhBpcaGUIpw/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758118359360354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jljLYFrI/AAAAAAAAApw/LkNnGJILqF0/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jljLYFrI/AAAAAAAAApw/LkNnGJILqF0/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758110819325618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jk02QNqI/AAAAAAAAApY/Yp9hMeQPOMw/s1600-h/P1040129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5jk02QNqI/AAAAAAAAApY/Yp9hMeQPOMw/s320/P1040129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758098382698146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5mzSV6xgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KSws5pnaLpI/s1600-h/IMG_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5mzSV6xgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KSws5pnaLpI/s320/IMG_1117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268761645353190914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5mzo9muPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xayWextfJ6g/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5mzo9muPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/xayWextfJ6g/s320/IMG_1121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268761651425229042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5mzLuWPaI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/AILHWuaNAS8/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5mzLuWPaI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/AILHWuaNAS8/s320/IMG_1115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268761643576606114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5my6_9yqI/AAAAAAAAAqI/cmThnQN0ccE/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5my6_9yqI/AAAAAAAAAqI/cmThnQN0ccE/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268761639087098530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5myT0SQ0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/-rF-BSikpw4/s1600-h/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR5myT0SQ0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/-rF-BSikpw4/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268761628569125698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pei Yan's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Date    : 26 October 2008&lt;br /&gt;Day     : Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Venue : The Apartment, Curve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last birthday celebration was Richard's at Umai-Ya Restaurant, Damansara Uptown. I miss the gathering session with my college mates. Jovial, carefree and lots of laughter surround the atmosphere when we had gathering like this. Everyone is so tensed up at work, be it from working late for numerous nights or being fired left and right from the manager. Those who are in those situation will know what I mean. So, an event like this would definitely spice up their dull and monotonous working life. Therefore, work hard and party even harder. hehe. Oh well, it looks like I am the only one free now thus, I can always suggest this and that. Reality is everyone is stuck at work and thus, I am at home most of the time. Getting used to it already. Things are not that flexible anymore as compared to the life we had during university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Pei Yan's celebration. It felt good to see everyone again. As the saying goes, A picture speaks a thousand words. So, let's preview the pictures on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rW7yASQI/AAAAAAAAAqw/eWwzOFIjX8M/s1600-h/DSC02737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rW7yASQI/AAAAAAAAAqw/eWwzOFIjX8M/s320/DSC02737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268837024562956546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apartment, Curve Damansara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rWmfh7JI/AAAAAAAAAqo/feCLG7oG9FI/s1600-h/DSC02641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rWmfh7JI/AAAAAAAAAqo/feCLG7oG9FI/s320/DSC02641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268837018848324754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, before I forget, this birthday girl brought her camera to take pictures. but what she didn't know was that her camera has no memory card. haha. pei yan, pei yan~!!! hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rXn57iJI/AAAAAAAAArI/vffQPymAprg/s1600-h/DSC02652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rXn57iJI/AAAAAAAAArI/vffQPymAprg/s320/DSC02652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268837036407359634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rXXxx3KI/AAAAAAAAArA/kWKaJ2FDrWo/s1600-h/DSC02651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rXXxx3KI/AAAAAAAAArA/kWKaJ2FDrWo/s320/DSC02651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268837032078204066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kenneth, our lecturer in TBS. so surprise to see him there with MARK FOO. ber-dating i guess. haha. anyway, it was nice to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rW2dwjZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rBBNb9_xcMU/s1600-h/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6rW2dwjZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rBBNb9_xcMU/s320/DSC02649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268837023135862162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uNLcAsRI/AAAAAAAAArw/V92YXT8FkDo/s1600-h/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uNLcAsRI/AAAAAAAAArw/V92YXT8FkDo/s320/DSC02721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840155501867282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uM9-hfZI/AAAAAAAAAro/2-YI6pP2DmQ/s1600-h/DSC02693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uM9-hfZI/AAAAAAAAAro/2-YI6pP2DmQ/s320/DSC02693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840151888526738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uMtGxPVI/AAAAAAAAArg/4XVDlsyFBx8/s1600-h/DSC02686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uMtGxPVI/AAAAAAAAArg/4XVDlsyFBx8/s320/DSC02686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840147359710546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uMNxfXsI/AAAAAAAAArY/GLx6hXC3yU4/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uMNxfXsI/AAAAAAAAArY/GLx6hXC3yU4/s320/DSC02683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840138948959938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uL5lvAlI/AAAAAAAAArQ/rnzxf8kc9_w/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6uL5lvAlI/AAAAAAAAArQ/rnzxf8kc9_w/s320/DSC02661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840133530944082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6vDNikd_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/PFlT3tfY1Bc/s1600-h/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR6vDNikd_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/PFlT3tfY1Bc/s320/DSC02739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268841083779184626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen at Baruk Borneo Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHoJ5GtyI/AAAAAAAAAso/BFwOckFgkDg/s1600-h/DSC02858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHoJ5GtyI/AAAAAAAAAso/BFwOckFgkDg/s320/DSC02858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270275481617741602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70Juxsp5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/eZiOUy-brfc/s1600-h/DSC02810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70Juxsp5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/eZiOUy-brfc/s320/DSC02810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917062082537362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70KFNQ6HI/AAAAAAAAAsg/oeaXB6LVB3E/s1600-h/DSC02848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70KFNQ6HI/AAAAAAAAAsg/oeaXB6LVB3E/s320/DSC02848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917068103739506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to convert my baby~~~!!! hehe. . . fresh blood. . . yummy~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70KMe1LbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Nw1N8IZbgI4/s1600-h/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70KMe1LbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Nw1N8IZbgI4/s320/DSC02847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917070056467890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70JPRTmTI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XHO_gP-IvWQ/s1600-h/DSC02804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70JPRTmTI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XHO_gP-IvWQ/s320/DSC02804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917053625178418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70I3I_AVI/AAAAAAAAAsA/vVZ8L4ty1Bs/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SR70I3I_AVI/AAAAAAAAAsA/vVZ8L4ty1Bs/s320/DSC02794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917047147823442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHpEsdbEI/AAAAAAAAAtI/LCWorRI7fZk/s1600-h/DSC02900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHpEsdbEI/AAAAAAAAAtI/LCWorRI7fZk/s320/DSC02900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270275497402395714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHowYtobI/AAAAAAAAAtA/2Gg8wymxagA/s1600-h/DSC02903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHowYtobI/AAAAAAAAAtA/2Gg8wymxagA/s320/DSC02903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270275491950862770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHoR_vZTI/AAAAAAAAAsw/O0VY24f2vfE/s1600-h/DSC02949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SSPHoR_vZTI/AAAAAAAAAsw/O0VY24f2vfE/s320/DSC02949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270275483793057074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby got into top 5 for her halloween make up~~!!! proud of her. . . hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrh1iaf9nI/AAAAAAAAAog/oeTErCQCjLM/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-1972291461657477029?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/1972291461657477029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=1972291461657477029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1972291461657477029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1972291461657477029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/11/happening-events-in-october.html' title='Happening Events in October. . .'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SRrjbxgmXRI/AAAAAAAAApQ/c7cavY_PTfU/s72-c/DSC02568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-6181213087935580388</id><published>2008-11-03T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:11:55.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shit happens'/><title type='text'>Blardy Itchy Ass~!!!</title><content type='html'>You know what happen? Gosh. I sent Yi Vonn to pyramid today for class as usual. Upon reaching the entrance, I saw there's a shoot going on at the porch. It was the " Hip Hop Street Dance Battle Ground" by Astro, Malaysia. Gotten all excited about it, I stopped the car in front of the entrance, nearby the taxi stand. FYI, I love hip hop and breakdance. Also Krumping. So, since I have not seen any of these live, I thought to myself " Stop awhile and watch lar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MISTAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~~!!! Try and guess what happen next~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE CAR GOT CLAMMED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~!!! What the blardy hell was that? Shit. I stop for 5 or 10 mins I think. As a result, they clammed my car. Darn efficient~!!! The sign says &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Kereta anda telah di-CLAM. Waktu pejabat 8am- 12am. Denda : RM50.00. Tak kurang tak lebih"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I added the last sentence. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day man. Earlier on, I woke up at 7.30am to go for my coaching at 9.00am. I woke up farking early to coach and earn some money and just to see my car clammed after that. What a wonderful day it was. Aih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, being Malaysian, there is always a way to settle things if u know what i mean. Putting up my sad puppy face and trying to beg for mercy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Vinz:&lt;/span&gt;  Bang, boleh settle ke? Please la...I sakit perut tadi... Lari ke tandas. Tak sempat beritahu security guard. Tolong le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Guard: &lt;/span&gt;  Sepatutnya kau beritahu security guard dulu. Ada satu, dua, tiga dan empat guards. Mana boleh tak bagi tau mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Vinz, again, I tried to beg for sympathy&lt;/span&gt; :  Tolong la. Tadi sangat sakit perut. Tak sempat bagi tau security. I masih Student. Bagi chance lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual fact was that I was standing with them and watching the dance. haha. Tipu tak kelip mata. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Vinz:&lt;/span&gt;  Kurang sikit la, bang. Tolong la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Guard:&lt;/span&gt;  Mau tolong tapi CCTV dah rekod. Ok ok. Kalau mau settle, macam mana mau settle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I could only give RM20. IMMEDIATELY, they took out the clam. Efficiency doubled~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Another guard :&lt;/span&gt;   Pergi kat tong sampah sana, CCTV tak boleh tengok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly, I took out my RM20 ( which was my hard earn money) to him. Aih. This is what you called " ITCHY BACKSIDE". Drop Yi Vonn and go back home la. Why want to stay around? So that I can do charity by donating money to them, is it? Damn. . . Felt so wasted. . . Some more, 2nd year Anniversary is on this Sunday. I am planning to save for that. Mana tau, this thing happenned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with Shaun " SHIT HAPPENS !!!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-6181213087935580388?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6181213087935580388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6181213087935580388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6181213087935580388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6181213087935580388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/11/blardy-itchy-ass.html' title='Blardy Itchy Ass~!!!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-378200193353356990</id><published>2008-10-23T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:45:56.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question~!!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wonder why most of us prefer to look for a guy when buying stuff in a shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or let me re-phrase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go into a shop to buy something, a shop where you can bargain things for or ask for a discount, who do you usually go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LADY BOSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MALE BOSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the Male Boss right? I don't know about you guys but for me, I will usually look for the male boss himself. WHY? Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male Bosses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Negotiable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Can give free stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Can give better discount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Better service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (* Male Boss: Ok. Next time got any problem, come back and see me*)&lt;br /&gt;                                      (   Lady Boss: Ok. Thanks for buying. Goodbye. No coming back hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-378200193353356990?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/378200193353356990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=378200193353356990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/378200193353356990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/378200193353356990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/10/question.html' title='Question~!!!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-1479034486160596256</id><published>2008-10-23T09:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:29:38.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Happy. . .</title><content type='html'>Countless times, I have heard many people say that "I'm just fed up with my job" or "my job is so boring" or " my life is so farking meaningless". Well, what do you think? I guess it depends on yourself to make your daily life more meaningful. One has to be happy "internally" or emotionally before one can experience happiness in one's daily life. But it's easier said than done. Although it is not an easy task, if not many people would have been happy in their lives, I can assure you that if you try hard enough, LIFE would be much more meaningful to live on and the WORLD would seem a nicer place to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB8GBXEDOI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WOPSIKxLIQc/s1600-h/ist2_1935044_angry_boss_employee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB8GBXEDOI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WOPSIKxLIQc/s320/ist2_1935044_angry_boss_employee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260340807654968546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB6_KDkMpI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8XcLT2OHApA/s1600-h/working_hard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB6_KDkMpI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8XcLT2OHApA/s320/working_hard.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260339590218396306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB6-x-xEfI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4BfO5RObbp4/s1600-h/angry_dell_protest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB6-x-xEfI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4BfO5RObbp4/s320/angry_dell_protest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260339583755817458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very familiar? Yes, indeed. Very often, we face obstacles be it at work or daily life. Sometimes, the problem we face can be so pain in the ASS that we become Frustrated, Emotional, Unfriendly and more. Why add on to the burden? Instead, why not try to be happy and live with the problems? Try to solve it rather than blaming it, running from it or hiding it. And who say life can be so meaningless? It's up to you to decide, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCbUUnNFI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gzhdK1guFuM/s1600-h/cutebaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCbUUnNFI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gzhdK1guFuM/s320/cutebaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260347770591982674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCbANuulI/AAAAAAAAAnI/DFmn7q54vCc/s1600-h/cute+baby-dog-737814.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 99px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCbANuulI/AAAAAAAAAnI/DFmn7q54vCc/s320/cute+baby-dog-737814.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260347765194406482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCatDQArI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m8x976x_wj0/s1600-h/Sweet-Cute-Baby-Showing-Tongue-512X384-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 101px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCatDQArI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m8x976x_wj0/s320/Sweet-Cute-Baby-Showing-Tongue-512X384-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260347760050176690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Cute things to ease your angry lar. Chill first. Just know that there are more things more valuable and worth living for in this world rather than just yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCan4xegI/AAAAAAAAAnA/OdAZH-oUItc/s1600-h/578481.p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCCan4xegI/AAAAAAAAAnA/OdAZH-oUItc/s320/578481.p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260347758664055298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with your bunch of friends and just forget about work, problems and etc. Keeping all in the head will make one go KooKoo. . . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;DON'T~~~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Better still, take this opportunity to bring your gf/bf for a vacation where you two can spend quality time together rather than complaining and kicking a fuss about everything. Blame the sun, the tree, the dog, the cars, the moon and the sky. Hell no. Have fun and reward yourself for you deserve it. If you prefer to be alone, then go FISHING. Fish as long as you want. . . .&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No DEADLINES, NO ASSIGNMENTS, NO SCOLDING. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Perfectly ideal for age 1-99 years old. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCE2DslMNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/loMhUIZeWyc/s1600-h/ins0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCE2DslMNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/loMhUIZeWyc/s320/ins0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350429008834770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCE18reF3I/AAAAAAAAAno/87NDp743FPU/s1600-h/alaska-fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCE18reF3I/AAAAAAAAAno/87NDp743FPU/s320/alaska-fishing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350427125127026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better still. Learn how to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~!!! Dance like crazy if you wish. haha. Just hope POLICE won't catch you. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCE1gNfHtI/AAAAAAAAAng/jqEzuTWBG4c/s1600-h/6a00d8341bff7253ef00e54f8ae9578834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQCE1gNfHtI/AAAAAAAAAng/jqEzuTWBG4c/s320/6a00d8341bff7253ef00e54f8ae9578834-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260350419483172562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it is up to us to make your lives more meaningful and interesting. Now, go and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BE HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-1479034486160596256?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/1479034486160596256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=1479034486160596256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1479034486160596256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1479034486160596256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-happy.html' title='Being Happy. . .'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SQB8GBXEDOI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WOPSIKxLIQc/s72-c/ist2_1935044_angry_boss_employee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-6423480485636791563</id><published>2008-09-28T17:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:04:42.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valedictorian'/><title type='text'>Valedictorian man~!!!</title><content type='html'>On Monday, I was supposed to go to TBS for the Taylor's Valedictorian selection. Having my speech prepared with much effort and finally relieved to get it done with, finally the day has arrived. I was kind of nervous as I didn't know how many candidates I was up against. Screw it, I told myself. Just go for it. Get selected, good news. Not selected, life still goes on. So, leaving my house early to look for parking on a sunny, hot afternoon at SS15, I was rehearsing my speech over and over again even though I knew the contents inside out. Still couldn't shake the nervousness out of me. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying my graduation fees at the Accounts Department at TBS, I proceeded to K-Web at Level 6. I guess I was too excited because I was the first person to arrive. It was 1.30pm and the clock was ticking faster as usual. "Better rehearse fast and hopefully I am not the first person." As much as I wanted to be the first presenter, somehow I couldn't help wishing to be either 2nd or 3rd. Mental problem, I think. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, one, two and three other presenters arrived. I talked to one of the presenter, Adora. She was from Taylors School of Architecture. Kinda pleasant looking girl. Then, both of us resumed our practice. I was later told that I am the 3rd presenter. Good number. After my name was called, I walked in the room, stood in front of the panels and started my speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 6 minutes later, I walked out, feeling relieved that I am still alive and kicking. Yeah man. Finally, it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I got my result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Dear Participants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;                           Thank you for your participation at the selection exercise held at TBS on Monday 2p.m. I only know too well that all of you put in a lot of work and effort. The distinguished panel of judges came to a unanimous decision as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;                          &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ist Choice for valedictorian &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mr. Vincent Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;                            &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back-up for valedictorian&lt;/span&gt;:     Ms Ung Wei Jenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Congratulations  to Vincent and Wei Jenn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1st Choice Valedictorian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn glad that I managed to get selected for this very special occasion on the 12th of October 2008 at KLCC Convention Center, which is our Convocation. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Although it is a good news for me, but the thought about speaking in front of possibly thousands of people sends chills down my spine. Then I was called to go back to TBS to review my speech and to further improve on it. Lots of work are waiting for me. With CFA studies coming along, I think I am going to be busy for the next couple of weeks. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO MYSELF~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-6423480485636791563?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6423480485636791563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6423480485636791563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6423480485636791563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6423480485636791563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/09/valedictorian-man.html' title='Valedictorian man~!!!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-9216632312238962098</id><published>2008-09-19T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:36:29.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>BOO~!!! Zip Zop. . . dush busk. . .</title><content type='html'>Mr Cha Tong Keng No.1 called me yesterday to go lunch-ing at Taylors. Oh yeah, finally got my original transcript and can process my application already. After scanning the documents to Ms Stefanie, there was an auto reply saying that she won't be around till 23rd Sept. Cha Tou. Waited so long for the transcript and now she's on leave. Geram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finish our lunch-ing at Seaview, our beloved kopitiam beside TBS, and since Mr No.1 is not working, so we decided to lepak at pyramid. Looking around for Mr No.1 GPS software and surveying for Handphone, we decided," hey, since got nothing to do, let's go for a movie~!". Feeling excited, we went to TGV cinema. Pathology is showing already. Yay. Halloween looked terrifying and cool. Black water *ahem. . . after watching Rogue, I don't think I wanna watch anything to do with Croco, Sharks, or whatever animal horror movie*. So, think here think there, we decided to watch Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating for the worse, we went in. Well, one would know if the movie is nice or not by looking at the quality of the movie. This one is definitely similar to "Beneath Still Water". Oh, Crap. Not again~! FYI, Beneath Still Water is an international movie which sucked so bad that the reaction of the people in the movie was 10-15 seconds slower. Imagine someone being killed in front of a person, that person's scream can only be heard after 10 seconds. Wa lau ye. "Please la. Please don't be like Beneath Still Water~!", I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INCOMING SPOILER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After the first few scenes of mass murder, both of us shook our heads. "Don't tell me the whole movie is about this small boy killing all the people~!" Watching on, our worst nightmare came true. The whole duration of approx. 2 hours was about this guy, Michael Myers, turned into a Psychopath and started killing his Dad, Sis and his sis's bf. After being sent into Asylum, and you know what followed after that. . . Cutting off people's head, suffocating them, hitting their heads with baseball bat and etc were all we saw in the movie. Gory but cool. The way he plan to kill his Victims was awesome. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;RECOMMENDATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Please watch. . . . . ...... and you will regret wasting your RM11 in the cinema. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-9216632312238962098?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/9216632312238962098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=9216632312238962098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/9216632312238962098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/9216632312238962098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/09/boo-zip-zop-dush-busk.html' title='BOO~!!! Zip Zop. . . dush busk. . .'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-4476972700740179350</id><published>2008-09-17T13:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:38:25.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casino'/><title type='text'>Uncle LIM .  .  . Gotcha ~!!!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, it must have been like ages or centuries since I last wrote on my blog. Apologies. I have been busy preparing for my CFA exam in which I have managed to finish 1 textbook until now. One down, 6 more to go with 2 and a half more months to go. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~!!! Sticking my butt on the study table everyday, trying to register all the information into my head, I still doubt that the dateline of covering all the CFA subjects by end of November will come true. * cheng cheng cheng* you think Anwar will manage to change hand by Sept 16? Well, the time will tell. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been telling my parents that Genting has cheap rooms during low season, which is now. Before the Hari Raya holidays arrive. They were very excited about it, especially my dad. For personal record, the last time he was at Genting was practically 10 or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;years ago. It's because he has been busy working to support us *siblings*, especially our education. Thats why until today, he has not been able to enjoy the facilities that we enjoy freely. Thus, I was determined to make this trip happen to make my parents happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st attempt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Was happy because I saw the RM38.80 room online but didn't managed to book it due to some circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd attempt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The room rate increased to RM 58.80 because the Rm38.80 room wasn't available anymore. Mum said okay but Dad was sleeping at that time. So, still can't book. CRAP~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd attempt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The following day, I got hold of my Dad and Mum and suddenly, the price went up to RM78.80. EVER MORE CRAP~~~!!! Dad scolded " Got RM38.80 dun wan, Go up to RM78.80 only wan to go~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th attempt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unsatisfied, I went online to search again. OMG, I saw the RM 38.80 room again. I have never happier ( clk, damn kau stingy~!!! haha). Immediately, I tried to key in the credit card no. and Dad's personal details. Walau, this stupid Hong Leong Bank asked this stupid Question~!! : What's the billing date of the credit card every month? **I was like: " What the hell they ask this info for?" Siao liao. Entered few times and the account was locked. Geram~~~!!! So have to call up the customer service to activate the no. **Dial. . . Connected. . . Waited 5 mins for the auto answering machine. . . Got through to the personnel. . . DAMN~!!! Only can activate the account after 7pm. That time mosquitoes also go home sleep lo. . . Thats okay, but after that, he tried to persuade my dad to take more loans~!!! WTF?@#*!!! Dahlah cannot activate the accounts, now wanna sell loans to my DAD. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TU KAU LAN&lt;/span&gt;. haha. ** Dad said "Never mind la. Try other cards". Then, I used my Dad's Standard Chartered MasterCard. Straight away. Let me emphasize again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRAIGHT AWAY&lt;/span&gt;, my online application is approved. NO stupid question like ," what's the billing date every month?". Way to go Standard Chartered, SUX HLB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues, 16th Sept 2008 came. Excited, we began our journey to Genting. At first, I was thinking that we would take LRT and BUS and Cable Car. Phew, I was so relieved when my Dad told me that we would be driving up there. *** Upon reaching, I was surprised that I was immediately given the room keys, unlike the time when I went with my coursemates where we had to wait for 3-4 hours before we could check in. Was it the Standard Chartered's punya pasal ar? Dun care la. Got room can already. Got TOWER 1, kinda disappointed because the room in TOWER 2 is bigger. OH, shit. I must say that Men in Nice business suit has no Bloody Brain. The businessman (* or maybe dressing up, trying to look like one) held on to his new Blackberry model, scolded the usher who was clearly doing his job. WHY? Because he said Counter 2 &amp;amp; 3 were available " Ask the people in the queue to go there lah~!!!". Either he is sorhai or what, the word CASHIER is hanging right above the counter. Plain dumb fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went walking around with my parents around the so-called Genting Shopping Complex. Got Hari Raya promotion. Good for my Mum la. hehe. Then, my Dad asked if there's cinema here. Yeah. Definitely. So, while my Mum was looking at some shoes at PADINI, we went to the cinema to see what movies were on. They had " Meet Dave *not my parent's type*, the luckiest man* also not my parent's favourite* and MONEY NOT ENOUGH 2* confirm my parent's taste because the movie is in HOKKIEN". Since my dear friends Shaun and Richard recommended a THUMBs UP for that movie, I proceeded to buy the tickets. So, we went back to our room to refreshen ourselves and get ready for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY must say " MONEY NOT ENOUGH 2 is definitely a MOVIE for every ASIAN. Looking at how bad the three sons, played by Jack Neo, Mark Lee, Henry Thia, were treating their old, stricken mother. Unable to fight the force of nature, their mother was diagnosed with Diabetes and Alzheimer. So, being a burden to all the three sons, they decided to take turns to take care of their mum. However, as things got worse, one placed her by the toilet after the wife started to kick up a fuss and another son placed her in the toilet for convenience since she couldn't control her urination. What's wrong with them~!!!! Then, I totally agree with one of the phrase in the movie " Maybe after all, Mother is just a name, not someone you should care about". EMo-ness. haha. Then, my Dad related his story to me during dinner. He said, " The movie reflected the reality that happen to your Grandma. After being sick and getting old, no one, again, NO ONE except my 5th Aunty, 4th Aunt and my Dad who contributed their effort in taking care of my AMMA. My 5th aunty, being a strong church leader in her church, offered her help to take care of AMMA while my 4th aunty and my Dad contributed financially to employ a maid to take care of AMMA. What did the rest of 6 more siblings do? NOTHING. damn sad when I heard this from my DAD. Another blow of Emo-ness. And some more, they got fed up after rushing to Penang, where my Grandma resided, a few times when my AMMA was admitted to ICU. Luckily, she survived the scare. After that, they told my 5th Aunty that " &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON"T CALL ME UNLESS AMMA REALLY GIVES UP HER LAST BREATH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Celaka punya sons and daughers. AMMA raised them so big but they treated her like that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;KANASAI~!!!&lt;/span&gt; CIAK LIAO BI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad. Then, we proceeded to CASINO DE GENTING. I was hoping that my lucky winning streak will continue because its either I break even or Make money. I brought my parents around the casino and they were only interesting in drinking COFFEE and NESCAFE because it is FREE~!!! hehe. Then, after a few rounds of analyzing the games, I decided to try new luck on " 3 PICTURES". Walau ye, bad luck man. Change RM50, in less than half an hour, lost already. Siao liao. While waiting for me, my Dad also changed RM100 to play. Well, I guess it was our night. Both of us lost to UNCLE LIM. Invicible UNCLE LIM who has defeated so many uncles and aunties. At last, my name was written in his list. CRAP~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih. Not wanting to think about it, we went back to our hotel room. Before that, we stopped by First World Casino to drink Coffee again. There were performances by some short but hot looking chicks. THen, I headed back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, my Dad and I went for breakfast. Not much of a variety. My dad went back up to the room to bum around and read newspaper, while Mum went shopping again. SO, I decided to try my luck to BEAT UNCLE LIM again this time. Feeling refresh for another round of battle, I went back to the Casino. Unwillingly, I withdrew Rm50 to play. Luck wasnt't good because once I played, I lost till the remaining RM10. SHIT~!!!! Aih. Disappointed with my luck, I put down my last RM10. I was hoping, cursing, Jampi-ing that I could win this round. * in my heart " aiya, the banker is yawning already, sure no luck wan. Sui Sui bagi dia, Ong Ong Mali Mali"* True enough, I won that round. Slowly, I won back my RM50. Phew. What a close battle. So, what's next? Try to win back my another RM50 which I lost yesterday. Okay. I told myself " Play smart, analyze and win." I was talking to myself like I am a professional gambler. WTH. haha. Feeling lucky* actually I think the person I tumpang was the one who is lucky*, I increased my bet to RM20, previously only RM10. Im kinda risk averse person. Cannot lose so much in one go. If lose, must slowly slowly lose. haha. Get the Max satisfaction out of it. haha. Without realizing it, I managed to Win back my other RM50. haha. YEah man. Im out of here. haha.I beat you Uncle LIm.haha. Walking out of the casino immediately after I cash out the chips, I felt like I was walking with an AURa. GILA already. haha. Anyway, I did enjoy myself even though I just break even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping for joy, I went back to look for my mum and dad. After that, we just checked out and went back home. And here I am writing a post about how happy I was, being able to win back my RM50. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos which I took in Genting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4OwLbZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkU/jJ2Y5_pq7wg/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4OwLbZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkU/jJ2Y5_pq7wg/s320/DSC02370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246896129477142450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4Pj_kOpI/AAAAAAAAAkc/BYnzw_V7Yzw/s1600-h/DSC02373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4Pj_kOpI/AAAAAAAAAkc/BYnzw_V7Yzw/s320/DSC02373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246896143386032786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4PyssdbI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HTareOhfhqQ/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4PyssdbI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HTareOhfhqQ/s320/DSC02376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246896147333412274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4QNc0NyI/AAAAAAAAAks/CA9BZULeRV8/s1600-h/DSC02380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4QNc0NyI/AAAAAAAAAks/CA9BZULeRV8/s320/DSC02380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246896154514568994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Lovely couple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4QjGfRgI/AAAAAAAAAk0/nRd0aAUEwoM/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4QjGfRgI/AAAAAAAAAk0/nRd0aAUEwoM/s320/DSC02382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246896160326501890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Statue of Liberty towering above US. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC54CsJ8nI/AAAAAAAAAk8/JQMUMg5cdoY/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC54CsJ8nI/AAAAAAAAAk8/JQMUMg5cdoY/s320/DSC02388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246897938332512882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC54QjZFzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ArIU1VcuHw4/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC54QjZFzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ArIU1VcuHw4/s320/DSC02390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246897942053852978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC54-nvZnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/6-cLYbguY1g/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC54-nvZnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/6-cLYbguY1g/s320/DSC02401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246897954420123250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Eh, what's my Dad doing under the table? Line is bad, I think. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC55GI9p4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/PTda347ZPVg/s1600-h/DSC02403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC55GI9p4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/PTda347ZPVg/s320/DSC02403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246897956438517634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC55Q_yqsI/AAAAAAAAAlc/GSVBViIYM8c/s1600-h/DSC02409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC55Q_yqsI/AAAAAAAAAlc/GSVBViIYM8c/s320/DSC02409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246897959352838850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC6gRZ8OkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/1qHeonKXbcs/s1600-h/DSC02410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC6gRZ8OkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/1qHeonKXbcs/s320/DSC02410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246898629477415490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC6g2H8jfI/AAAAAAAAAls/apJGYWaEqdE/s1600-h/DSC02411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC6g2H8jfI/AAAAAAAAAls/apJGYWaEqdE/s320/DSC02411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246898639334051314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Celaka. When we were going downhill, then only the weather got better. Ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-4476972700740179350?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/4476972700740179350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=4476972700740179350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/4476972700740179350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/4476972700740179350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/09/uncle-lim-gotcha.html' title='Uncle LIM .  .  . Gotcha ~!!!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SNC4OwLbZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkU/jJ2Y5_pq7wg/s72-c/DSC02370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-8470737804430320829</id><published>2008-09-03T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:26:57.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Until Death do us apart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:12;"&gt;I believe that love and marriage are meant to be pure, self-sacrificial and magical. Perhaps in the haste of chasing after material substances in the world, i.e being greed-overwhelmed, chasing after new love after sparks have subdued, we have forgotten how precious and important a well, perfectly bonded marriage is these days. I came across this story which I hope will be a lesson to everyone in their search of true happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month s time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying!  Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office, jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters.. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-8470737804430320829?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/8470737804430320829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=8470737804430320829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/8470737804430320829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/8470737804430320829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/09/until-death-does-us-apart.html' title='Until Death do us apart.'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-2050621252138904303</id><published>2008-06-29T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:35:16.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'># Sempurna #</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andrathebackbone.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Andra &amp;amp; The Back Bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kau begitu sempurna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dimataku kau begitu indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau membuat diriku akan slalu memujimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Disetiap langkahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kukan slalu memikirkan dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tak bisa kubayangkan hidupku tanpa cintamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Janganlah kau tinggalkan diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Takkan mampu menghadapi semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hanya bersamamu ku akan bisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau adalah darahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau adalah jantungku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau adalah hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lengkapi diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh sayangku, kau begitu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sempurna... Sempurna... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau genggam tanganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saat diriku lemah dan terjatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau bisikkan kata dan hapus semua sesalku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Janganlah kau tinggalkan diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Takkan mampu menghadapi semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hanya bersamamu ku akan bisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau adalah darahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau adalah jantungku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau adalah hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lengkapi diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh sayangku, kau begitu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sempurna... Sempurna... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau genggam tanganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saat diriku lemah dan terjatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kau bisikkan kata dan hapus semua sesalku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;## Andra &amp;amp; The Back Bone rocks. . . &lt;/span&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/7322662048802340433-2050621252138904303?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/2050621252138904303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=2050621252138904303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/2050621252138904303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/2050621252138904303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/06/sempurna.html' title='# Sempurna #'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-2547250468984420730</id><published>2008-06-12T01:37:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:12:28.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Exotic Malaysian Food with Carina, John Lau aka Ma Lau and Jenny Wu. . .</title><content type='html'>Hey hey. . . This whole week was awesome because Carina, Jenny and I had our Malaysian Food Fest on our own. . . Oh, Carina is my cousin and Jenny is her friend from Aussie. . . "Good day, Mate". . . =p. . .They were on their way to India for the internship in one of the hospital and btw, they are Optometric students from UNSW, Sydney. . . Since this is Jenny's first time in Malaysia, I had the honour to introduce our culture, lifestyle, heritage - which were always associated with. . . . . . . &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOOooDddDD~!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Am I right, my dear Malaysian? hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Aladdin&lt;/span&gt; was our first destination and it was exciting because this is my first time there as well. We were there to dine with Carina's uncle and his family. *being nosy - He is the COO for Firefly Airlines, Malaysia. FYI, Firefly is a new Malaysian no-frills airline and a subsidiary of our proud Malaysian Airlines -MAS* Enough of that. Come back to the FOOD~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5SrvrmtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4ZxcLAJsgRc/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5SrvrmtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4ZxcLAJsgRc/s320/DSC01233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220931229916568274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5TOhFxwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/M3811tL_1FQ/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5SyGhCfI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0s7a9AsZ8dg/s1600-h/DSC01234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5SyGhCfI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0s7a9AsZ8dg/s320/DSC01234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220931231622957554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5TOhFxwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/M3811tL_1FQ/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5TOhFxwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/M3811tL_1FQ/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5TOhFxwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/M3811tL_1FQ/s320/DSC01236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220931239250609922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5UKCIkUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rmUfTqaUWvk/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5UKCIkUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rmUfTqaUWvk/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5UKCIkUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/rmUfTqaUWvk/s320/DSC01237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220931255226896706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Looks delicious, isn't it? The food was good as well as the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, we went to Klang to show off our Famous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Bak Kut Teh&lt;/span&gt; to our dear Australian friend. John tried some stupid jokes to scare Jenny on what meat they served in the Bah Kut Teh.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR7vcwTo_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/CHhKijKP1xk/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR7vcwTo_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/CHhKijKP1xk/s320/DSC01241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220933923132122098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR7vq-PRSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/NzMbnFOkw5w/s1600-h/DSC01242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR7vq-PRSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/NzMbnFOkw5w/s320/DSC01242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220933926948652322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR7wAxYFeI/AAAAAAAAAh0/h5Gvol3pIz4/s1600-h/DSC01244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR7wAxYFeI/AAAAAAAAAh0/h5Gvol3pIz4/s320/DSC01244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220933932800284130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenny was playing along with him and 'duh. . . #%@' But it was good to wake up early to drive all the way to Klang just to eat Bak Kut Teh. Refreshing konon-nya. hehe. Actually John wanted to bring us to a more famous shop but it was closed due to renovation. Anyway, all bak kut the taste the same for myself. There's one shop at SS14, Subang Jaya which has the equivalent standard with the one we had. Next time don't need to drive so far to eat Bak Kut Teh le. SS14 can already. hehe. . . What to do? Fuel expensive now. hehe. Then we adjourned to Chi Cheong Kai aka Petaling Street to continue our Food Quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-5q50XZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/tednw34sSpk/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-5q50XZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/tednw34sSpk/s320/DSC01246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220937397263687058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*welcome to petaling street. I am your host, Ms Jenny Wu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-6Mr9C0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/VPtQBe39ffo/s1600-h/DSC01250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-6Mr9C0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/VPtQBe39ffo/s320/DSC01250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220937406332341058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the Famous jammed packed Petaling Street which in this case not - might have been raided by by the Majlis Perbandaran I supposed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-6l4vMMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/lkIa7PDZj2w/s1600-h/DSC01251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-6l4vMMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/lkIa7PDZj2w/s320/DSC01251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220937413096845506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* three posers eating &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuai Ling Gao*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-6634VaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/m98EAheIcv8/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR-6634VaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/m98EAheIcv8/s320/DSC01257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220937418730395042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*eh. . . Gang fight ar? Or keng sou at the back alley ( macam mana mau settle. . .?)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY. We couldn't possibly be showing our guest our "herritage", could we? haha. Actually this place is the reason why Petaling Street exists in the first place. From what I've heard from Mr John Lau, the Hawker stalls began their business a long time ago before Petaling Street became popular. This place was the "in-thing" back then. So that was a good reason to visit the place although I have got to admit that I have not been to this place after coming to Petaling Street for countless times. *Kinda bad tour guide I was*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw6LiM0clI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UDgp6xoEzL8/s1600-h/DSC01258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw6LiM0clI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UDgp6xoEzL8/s320/DSC01258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223113637676479058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Famous place that made Petaling Street a big hit. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw458sb6EI/AAAAAAAAAic/TzyrGFbzU_I/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw458sb6EI/AAAAAAAAAic/TzyrGFbzU_I/s320/DSC01259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223112236039137346" border="0" /&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw46HEPrfI/AAAAAAAAAik/cUhINyuibXo/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw46HEPrfI/AAAAAAAAAik/cUhINyuibXo/s320/DSC01260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223112238823353842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw46HEPrfI/AAAAAAAAAik/cUhINyuibXo/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw46sEwzxI/AAAAAAAAAis/gbdudlggLTQ/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw46sEwzxI/AAAAAAAAAis/gbdudlggLTQ/s320/DSC01261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223112248757636882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* Cendol, cendol and more cendol. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we adjourned to Central Market to look at some of Malaysian handicrafts. But there's one thing that really caught my attention at once glance.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw866Kud_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/fH2xD_ra8Dk/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHw866Kud_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/fH2xD_ra8Dk/s320/DSC01262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223116650587256818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rape the wall. Not the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH?~!!! F#@K the wall. . . That was the first. I think by forcing the rapists to rape the wall, this will definitely send some signal up to their brains whenever they want to carry out their hideous and shameful acts. Seriously, it was funny. But I have got to admit that behind this writing, there is truth in it. As we had experience shocking news that swept Malaysia with anguish and horror, the Nurin's case was definitely the most gruesome case that has ever happened in our nation. Why would someone kill an innocent young child? Will our nation remain its peacefulness and serenity that has kept our people safe and harmony for the past 20 or 30 years? With the statistics going up and up, I guess that day will never come back again. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we procced to Suria KLCC, a shopping complex which is&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxFK2q1yqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/aDUX1JQNi3I/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxFK2q1yqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/aDUX1JQNi3I/s320/DSC01273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223125720619141794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; not alien to many people including the locals and tourist because this place is where the Famous &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petronas Twin Towers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stands tall and brings the name of Malaysia to be on par with the rest of the world. Thanks to Dr Mahathir for his superb visionary and wisdom that we have the towers today. . . After taking some pictures and a long session of chatting and shopping, we headed back home with another thrilling day waiting ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, awoken by a stupid call, looking for " Kilang Kaya", I dressed up and got ready for breakfast. We were told that we were having breakfast at O &amp;amp; S Restaurant at Taman Paramount. Curry mee, Penang Prawn mee and Kuay Teow Ting were some of the dishes we ordered. Let the pictures speak for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxJ1HvXVCI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0QOupGFz8zw/s1600-h/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxJ1HvXVCI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0QOupGFz8zw/s320/DSC01281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223130844802536482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                * Penang Prawn Meeeeeee.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxJ1hxKJeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/q0iLZLYLZho/s1600-h/DSC01282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxJ1hxKJeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/q0iLZLYLZho/s320/DSC01282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223130851789383138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                * Kuay Teow Ting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxJ2HqDiZI/AAAAAAAAAjk/simn9oMHOgU/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxJ2HqDiZI/AAAAAAAAAjk/simn9oMHOgU/s320/DSC01283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223130861960137106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                            * Curry Meee....with Lime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Then, at night, John Lau took us to a place near Kota Damansara. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Eastern Delight&lt;/span&gt; is the name. Not to mention anything, the bill took all of us by surprise. It served porridge steamboat FYI. The porridge cost as much as the ingredient itself. WTH?~!!!Seriously must complaint to the Customer Rights Association or whatever you called it. Just because I took out my camera and snapped a few pictures of it they charged us so darn expensive and John had to rub it in by saying it is my fault. Bringing out the camera, it seemed, made us look like a tourist. Bugger~!!! But don't care la. The food is so so only, maybe because geram already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNYv2pKWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/HhdQEtQ7tfA/s1600-h/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNYv2pKWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/HhdQEtQ7tfA/s320/DSC01288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223134755400788322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNZOqSqnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uDFVwhtN1hY/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNZOqSqnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uDFVwhtN1hY/s320/DSC01292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223134763670481522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNZR0x_yI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GqDHFLH6Fsk/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNZR0x_yI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GqDHFLH6Fsk/s320/DSC01295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223134764519784226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNZq0xaZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/AzCiRXFEAyk/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHxNZq0xaZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/AzCiRXFEAyk/s320/DSC01302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223134771230632338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;-THE END-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-2547250468984420730?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/2547250468984420730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=2547250468984420730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/2547250468984420730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/2547250468984420730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/06/exotic-malaysian-food-with-carina-john.html' title='Exotic Malaysian Food with Carina, John Lau aka Ma Lau and Jenny Wu. . .'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHR5SrvrmtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4ZxcLAJsgRc/s72-c/DSC01233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-6932583935485395585</id><published>2008-06-09T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T12:27:11.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Hot Guys Who Cook~!!!</title><content type='html'>The other day, after coming back from a long, exhausting day-out with my cousin, Carina and her friend, Jenny, I was shuffling through the channels on the TV, looking for something interesting to watch. They had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt; on one channel and a funny chinese movie on the other. I was contemplating over which one to watch and finally, while still surfing through other channels, I came across this very funny and intriguing show called "Hot Guys Who Cook~!" This caught the girls' attention as well. So, three heads were watching the TV enthusiastically, expecting hot guys who cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one particular guy who goes by the name of Brian Kong made the girls and I laughed so hard that our stomachs hurt. According to him, the reason why he couldn't get girls is because during romantic candle light dinner, when the moment was perfect and both of them look face to face as if they were in their own world, Brian Kong would say to the girl, " I wanna &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;FACE&lt;/span&gt;~! ! ! " WTF~!!! Why on earth would he say that? He must be a coo-koo in the head, man. We were laughing so laugh when he said that. No wonder he couldn't get any girls. But luckily for him, he is now married with one kid. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; I don't know which one is the lucky one. . . *giggles&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;P/S: For those who want to see hot guys who can really cook and find amusement from it, you should watch this show on TV3 if I am not mistaken. . . Happy Watching and Have Fun~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-6932583935485395585?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6932583935485395585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6932583935485395585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6932583935485395585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6932583935485395585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot-guys-who-cook.html' title='Hot Guys Who Cook~!!!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-501971179154764002</id><published>2008-06-04T21:50:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:17:05.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jason Ong~~ =)</title><content type='html'>Lazing on the bed, waiting for the sun to set, I was actually looking forward to Jason's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan makan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; hopefully the plan to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Long Khong 2&lt;/span&gt; will . Before we headed to the Curve, we had to stop by section 17 to fetch Yi Vonn's cousin, Ah Meu. I must say that his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;wantauful&lt;/span&gt; sense of direction made us go round and round like a merry-go-round before reaching his house. Phew. . . If not for our brilliant sense of direction and bit of luck, we wouldn't have found his house. . =p . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the traffic was smooth all the way to the Curve. BUT the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;cha-dou&lt;/span&gt; part was that when we reached the Curve, Jason called to say that they were still at home and haven't departed from their apartment yet. Coolness man. So never mind about that, so three of us decided to walk around and find a present for Jason boy. We went into a few shops and finally, we stopped by Puma Outlet store to look for the present. Finally, after much effort, we agreed to buy a shirt for him. THEN WHAT? With Jason and the gang still haven't arrived, we continued to walk along the pavement along the streets to decide the restaurant to dine when they arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRwaxacUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FzIesnm0UnE/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRwaxacUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FzIesnm0UnE/s320/DSC01168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220184072849617218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRwh6eAGI/AAAAAAAAAec/6UQeB9TAE9A/s1600-h/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRwh6eAGI/AAAAAAAAAec/6UQeB9TAE9A/s320/DSC01169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220184074766647394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRw_sqy0I/AAAAAAAAAek/9T_12m1PAVg/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRw_sqy0I/AAAAAAAAAek/9T_12m1PAVg/s320/DSC01171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220184082761829186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRxH-3EcI/AAAAAAAAAes/iM0NG-4ZJy0/s1600-h/DSC01175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRxH-3EcI/AAAAAAAAAes/iM0NG-4ZJy0/s320/DSC01175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220184084985614786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRxdAL0yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5TRUO-mcDwg/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRxdAL0yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/5TRUO-mcDwg/s320/DSC01176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220184090628313890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHUqJBxSpI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ial6sKvtRDI/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHUqJBxSpI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Ial6sKvtRDI/s320/DSC01183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220187263542053522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHUp7cPX9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/0dR5dXSEjNQ/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHUp7cPX9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/0dR5dXSEjNQ/s320/DSC01180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220187259894980562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much of surveying and looking around, we have decided to dine in at Italiannies ( this does not mean that the rest is not good yeah).  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AT LAST~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NOOOOooOO~!!! They still haven't arrived. Crap. . . more waiting and waiting and waiting. Our tummy had already began its &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. Aih. What to do? Birthday boy has the right to be late. . . BUT still?!!!! hehe. . . So, few minutes later, they called and said that they had arrived. Luckily. . . If not, I would have gone to McD to eat some fries or burger. That would cost me more money. . . Aih. . .the feeling of spending money while there is not much left in my accounts really bothered me.  Nvm la. Birthday is inevitable. hehe. Can't complain much, can i? hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they had arrived, we decided to just go in and wait for them. Fortunately, they served us&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHgNGWqKII/AAAAAAAAAfs/ONDBFveuZk8/s1600-h/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHgNGWqKII/AAAAAAAAAfs/ONDBFveuZk8/s320/DSC01189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220199958747687042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the Bread and the Olive oil &amp;amp; Vinegar. That will at least ease our hunger. Nothing tasted so nice before, even it was just a bread. WOW. Finger-licking good. Then, we ordered the the 3 course meal that comes with a dessert. On top of that, we also ordered a Pizza. We bising here and there saying that they should spend us for being late but it was Jason's birthday so, we forgave them. So noble of us. hehe. =p. . . Apparently, Dewayne's car has been confiscated by the Police during an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;operasi&lt;/span&gt; in Seremban for illegal racing. Pity him. Cannot sit still the whole dinner because have to call the inspector. So the moral of the story is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DON'T RACE ILLEGAL ~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I must say that this dinner was absolutely TOMATO-licious. I have forgotten the n&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;ame of the dishes but I took some pictures. Man, they were delicious and filling at the same time. Or was it due to the long suffering that we had just now due to the constant &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;"orchestra"&lt;/span&gt; being played over and over again in our tummy? hehe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkefzpjJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/vfqQ_WqBi0g/s1600-h/DSC01193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkefzpjJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/vfqQ_WqBi0g/s320/DSC01193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220204655684455570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Appetizer on the go. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkeqJ2cLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/jLw_h66kc4A/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkeqJ2cLI/AAAAAAAAAf8/jLw_h66kc4A/s320/DSC01194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220204658461929650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   If my memory served me right, that is salmon with&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkfD-jIUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rBDzWr3zem0/s1600-h/DSC01196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkfD-jIUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/rBDzWr3zem0/s320/DSC01196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220204665393848642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    Shrimp Pasta. . . Yummy. . . Fresh and Tasty~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkfcuF2rI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YiFHioTYUGY/s1600-h/DSC01195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkfcuF2rI/AAAAAAAAAgM/YiFHioTYUGY/s320/DSC01195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220204672035707570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Bacon Linguine. Marvelous. Simply&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Mouth Watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkfq8wbrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/hfT4sGH-iMw/s1600-h/DSC01198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHkfq8wbrI/AAAAAAAAAgU/hfT4sGH-iMw/s320/DSC01198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220204675855314610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Garlic Pizza. Too full to taste its&lt;br /&gt;                                                             delicious- ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a lovely dessert came next. It was a pudding with raisins. Since we had no birthday cakes, we requested a candle from the waiter to use that as the cake replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpHYd9yWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5T82f5p9Sus/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpHYd9yWI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5T82f5p9Sus/s320/DSC01202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220209756135606626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpHuPi4kI/AAAAAAAAAgk/9FxEnlO4iOY/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpHuPi4kI/AAAAAAAAAgk/9FxEnlO4iOY/s320/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220209761980703298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRIME of the CENTURY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpIEKTwMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/And4oWyAU1Y/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpIEKTwMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/And4oWyAU1Y/s320/DSC01191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220209767864320194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is TGIF's sugar doing at Italiannies Restaurant? Someone's sending a SPY huh? haha. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpIt6XXgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/9TmUp-AE46g/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHpIt6XXgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/9TmUp-AE46g/s320/DSC01214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220209779071737346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    A full and satisfied &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason &amp;amp; Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-501971179154764002?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/501971179154764002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=501971179154764002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/501971179154764002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/501971179154764002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-jason-ong.html' title='Happy Birthday Jason Ong~~ =)'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SHHRwaxacUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FzIesnm0UnE/s72-c/DSC01168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-1650131703614405720</id><published>2008-05-17T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:17:29.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Another Foodies~!</title><content type='html'>16th of May marked my independence together with the rest of my classmates after sitting for the last paper, Accounting in Context. Happily relaxing and following Yi Vonn back to Seremban, I would always think about the food that we are going to have for dinner because with Yi Vonn's dad and TaiKu (Yi Vonn's aunt) around, one will never starve. They would always suggest nice places that serve the best food around. This time, we had a dinner that were creatively prepared in Japanese-Chinese Style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SNruiE5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/-1wWO2leqbY/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SNruiE5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/-1wWO2leqbY/s320/DSC00714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618245572367250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the complimentary Jap food which was so scrumptious that I will ask the chef to cook a huge tray for me~!&lt;br /&gt;* The look of it is already making me drool all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SOLuiE6I/AAAAAAAAAXU/i7V_BHmfqUs/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SOLuiE6I/AAAAAAAAAXU/i7V_BHmfqUs/s320/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618254162301858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TauFu with special sauce&lt;/span&gt;. This is definitely a Miss-out-you-will-regret- type of dish.&lt;br /&gt;The sauce itself is enough to make your imagination go wild.&lt;br /&gt;(exaggerating right. . .try for yourself)&lt;br /&gt;haha. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SObuiE7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/SFecOPKogRg/s1600-h/DSC00716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SObuiE7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/SFecOPKogRg/s320/DSC00716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618258457269170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Teppanyaki Chicken&lt;/span&gt;: I love this.&lt;br /&gt;Simply nice and yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SOruiE8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gvUp7KrSvaU/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SOruiE8I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gvUp7KrSvaU/s320/DSC00719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618262752236482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Venison Fried with Ginger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;From the scale of 10, I would give a strong 7 or probably 8.&lt;br /&gt;The texture of the meat combined with the ginger is so so so. . . indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SO7uiE9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/dOkFjs8iTO4/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SO7uiE9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/dOkFjs8iTO4/s320/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618267047203794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sek Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SjbuiE-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/KiTm1EUA7hU/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SjbuiE-I/AAAAAAAAAX0/KiTm1EUA7hU/s320/DSC00723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618619234522082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, Tempura as the finishing dish to complete the meal.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to admit this is quite unique in its way but definitely worth trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4Sj7uiE_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/VkG1ElpW3XQ/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4Sj7uiE_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/VkG1ElpW3XQ/s320/DSC00725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205618627824456690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhong Ri Restaurant, Seremban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-1650131703614405720?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/1650131703614405720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=1650131703614405720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1650131703614405720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1650131703614405720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-foodies.html' title='Another Foodies~!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4SNruiE5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/-1wWO2leqbY/s72-c/DSC00714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-7793610915351426664</id><published>2008-05-10T09:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:01:58.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Second celebration~! ! !</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was mum's celebration, today was Yi Vonn's mum and her grandma. Feeling a little big full from yesterday Vietnam Kitchen, being me, i agreed to tag along to Bandar Menjalara which one of the shop is famous for its CRAB~! Well, i thought it was the normal chinese restaurant, serving Sweet &amp;amp; Sour Chicken, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pai Kuat Wong&lt;/span&gt;, Kang Kung Belacan and etc. But it turned out to be a restaurant specializing only on CRABs. However, if one would want some side dishes to go with the delicious, mouth-watering Crabs, one can do so. Here we are~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J5ruiEwI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cMwzYjdnOxE/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J5ruiEwI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cMwzYjdnOxE/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205609105881961218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Famous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;De Foodland Seafood Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Bandar Menjalara, Kepong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J6buiExI/AAAAAAAAAWM/AiOac5yX1Ss/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J6buiExI/AAAAAAAAAWM/AiOac5yX1Ss/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205609118766863122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some side dishes before the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Food&lt;/span&gt; comes~! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J7LuiEyI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NDobZGbDag4/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J7LuiEyI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NDobZGbDag4/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205609131651765026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is definitely a Must-TRY &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore Fried MeeHoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;with Seafood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J7buiEzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Tc22h5xS1AU/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J7buiEzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Tc22h5xS1AU/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205609135946732338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta daa. . . &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Butter Crabs&lt;/span&gt;~! Huge isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;OpPssSs. . . I can see some saliva drooling already. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4Nh7uiE2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/UcEujNNw5wA/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4Nh7uiE2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/UcEujNNw5wA/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205613095906579298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A closer look at the Butter Crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J7ruiE0I/AAAAAAAAAWk/hWy-oEnUj8U/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4J7ruiE0I/AAAAAAAAAWk/hWy-oEnUj8U/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205609140241699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Marmite Fried Crab&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One of the Finger-Licking-Good dish in the Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;(still I prefer the Butter Crabs the best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4NhbuiE1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/DQxiGJBke_0/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4NhbuiE1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/DQxiGJBke_0/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205613087316644690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nearer view of the Marmite Fried Crab.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry already isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4NiLuiE3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/gZtVoZ5Nb-I/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4NiLuiE3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/gZtVoZ5Nb-I/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205613100201546610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final dish = &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steamed Crab with Wine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Appetizing huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4NiruiE4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/rm67B7PT5DA/s1600-h/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SD4NiruiE4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/rm67B7PT5DA/s320/Yi+Vonn+Mummy+Day+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205613108791481218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, when everything was over, the table was in a mess~!&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is do not go to this place on your FIRST DATE.&lt;br /&gt;Unless, you would want to see the ugly side of opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-7793610915351426664?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/7793610915351426664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=7793610915351426664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/7793610915351426664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/7793610915351426664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-celebration.html' title='Second celebration~! 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Yoo HOoOO~!!!</title><content type='html'>Man. . . I couldn't miss out blogging this event as this is a special event for my mum on early mother's day. . . more so because this is the first time we (mum,dad, me and yi vonn) agreed to try other food besides the common western food that we always had during special occasion like this. So while driving to One Utama, mum and I had a tough time thinking where to eat. . . Finally, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vietnam Kitchen&lt;/span&gt; popped up from the conversation. And what else, Let's eat man. . . so hungry already~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLk7uiEhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vo2dE13KbD8/s1600-h/vietnamfoodva9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLk7uiEhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vo2dE13KbD8/s320/vietnamfoodva9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118367213687314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Famous &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vietnam Kitchen&lt;/span&gt; in One Utama Shopping Complex~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLlLuiEiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lGq1p-VyffA/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLlLuiEiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lGq1p-VyffA/s320/Mummy+Day+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118371508654626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLlbuiEjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2ln6Gys4QSk/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLlbuiEjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/2ln6Gys4QSk/s320/Mummy+Day+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118375803621938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chu &amp;amp; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLl7uiEkI/AAAAAAAAAUk/p4aPcPGhr9I/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLl7uiEkI/AAAAAAAAAUk/p4aPcPGhr9I/s320/Mummy+Day+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118384393556546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 course meal of our choice~! Yummmmyyy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLmbuiElI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_OuaCZPPolE/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLmbuiElI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_OuaCZPPolE/s320/Mummy+Day+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205118392983491154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken in $%@# Sauce&lt;/span&gt;~!!!&lt;br /&gt;*forgotten what sauce already. . . hehe. . . too engrossed in the food till forgotten to remember the name of the dish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOILuiEmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/swfnk5fnmJA/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOILuiEmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/swfnk5fnmJA/s320/Mummy+Day+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205121171827331682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dish is also one of my favourite &amp;amp; I have also forgotten the name for this dish. Its '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken something something with sesame&lt;/span&gt;'. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOIruiEnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/km2tlA_eAFE/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOIruiEnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/km2tlA_eAFE/s320/Mummy+Day+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205121180417266290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ling gau&lt;/span&gt;~!!! Yi Vonn's favourite but this dish is only 5 out of the score of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOJLuiEoI/AAAAAAAAAVE/puRRgZOMHqI/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOJLuiEoI/AAAAAAAAAVE/puRRgZOMHqI/s320/Mummy+Day+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205121189007200898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is definitely a MUST-try dish. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TauFu with special sauce&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*when i say special means I have forgotten the name le. . . haha. . . =)*&lt;br /&gt;Four of us agreed that the best dish for the day is the TauFu. Anyone going to Vietnam Kitchen must order this dish. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOJbuiEpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0WPxFaDuU14/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOJbuiEpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0WPxFaDuU14/s320/Mummy+Day+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205121193302168210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken Soup&lt;/span&gt; 2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom Yam Soup&lt;/span&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;* nothing that special but the Tom Yam is worth to try *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOJ7uiEqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iizh726yRfc/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxOJ7uiEqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/iizh726yRfc/s320/Mummy+Day+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205121201892102818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Mum &amp;amp; Dad posing with the dishes before we ravaged the food hungrily^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSdLuiErI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5MMdvl_tUxE/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSdLuiErI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5MMdvl_tUxE/s320/Mummy+Day+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125930651095730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;During&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa. . .Mum scooping the soup while dad looked on. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSeLuiEuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/TFJ253jlIxE/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSeLuiEuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/TFJ253jlIxE/s320/Mummy+Day+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125947830964962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean. . .Finito. . .Habis. . .haha. . . ~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSd7uiEtI/AAAAAAAAAVs/khoHbqapPB8/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSd7uiEtI/AAAAAAAAAVs/khoHbqapPB8/s320/Mummy+Day+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125943535997650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tom Yam soup . . . Drank it till the last drop. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mum always say not good to waste food*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSdbuiEsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KbYBV97PbI0/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSdbuiEsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KbYBV97PbI0/s320/Mummy+Day+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125934946063042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chu smiling cheekily as Mum took a picture of Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSebuiEvI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tRhxBX_BuRA/s1600-h/Mummy+Day+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxSebuiEvI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tRhxBX_BuRA/s320/Mummy+Day+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205125952125932274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very satisfied family~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-7927946543971486312?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/7927946543971486312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=7927946543971486312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/7927946543971486312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/7927946543971486312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/05/vietnam-kitchen-yoo-hoooo.html' title='Vietnam Kitchen~!!! Yoo HOoOO~!!!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SDxLk7uiEhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vo2dE13KbD8/s72-c/vietnamfoodva9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-1773551060954706718</id><published>2008-04-26T00:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:42:54.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Lectures! Welcome Exam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;*5 more mins to 12pm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tik tok tik tok&lt;/span&gt;. the time seems to be moving very slowly as I awaits for 12pm to arrive. This would be the last lecture for my entire life except that I would be furthering my studies again in Australia. For my coursemates who will be working, this is definitely a good time to rejoice as they would not be attending any lectures and tutorials anymore. provided that they don't fail.I felt rather happy and at the same time reluctant to let my college moments to pass so fast as I had my best moments as well as my worse in Taylor's Business School.Without realizing, I have been in TBS for about 4 years already.I joined Foundation in July 2004. 1st year in University of West England (UWE) till my final year (2005-2008). During these tenure, I have met my lovely girlfriend and my friends, especially the Cartel.They have made me realized that friendship does not stop when you finish college but will continue to last till the day you leave this world.Maybe to them, they do not feel that way but I just want say that "thanks guys for being there for me all the time and watch my back for as long as I can remember". Although I have got to admit that during the process I might have offended them without realizing it. Unintentionally.I just hope that things will remain the same when we leave the college, pursuing our own journey and path.I will definitely miss one thing for sure.Late nights, pasar malam, snacks and Mahjong at Shaun's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching into my memory bank, I am quite fortunate to meet my girlfriend. First introduction by Shaun at TM Towers was the starting point of our wonderful love story. We had lots of Ups and Downs together and most importantly, things will be alright in the end. I know that I will be away for a long time but I will try to make things last and hopefully a stronger tie between us will form. Love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the last lecture, what comes next? EXAMS ! ! ! Scary, horrible, tension and many many more. . . Tension began building up as exam closes in. Late nights with NesCafe to study, messy hair to mess with when questions cannot be answered, neglecting my girlfriend. . . I just can't wait for this to be over with. Mind already flew to Bali and many other things that I am going to do after Exam. HOW to concentrate LAAAA? ? ? But I am going to give my best for this last hurdle and hopefully something good will come out (1st class I hope. . .haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully : in July 2008&lt;br /&gt;Accounting in Context 1st class&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Management Accounting 1st class&lt;br /&gt;Financial Management 1st class&lt;br /&gt;Corporate Reporting and Theory Practice 1st class&lt;br /&gt;International Finance 1st class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think so much ar? faster go study le. haha. alright. better go study first to pursue my 1st class dream. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-1773551060954706718?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/1773551060954706718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=1773551060954706718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1773551060954706718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/1773551060954706718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-lectures-welcome-exam.html' title='Goodbye Lectures! Welcome Exam!'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-553409309469153694</id><published>2008-04-20T22:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T08:05:07.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>SHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAtWnMnQ4OI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2FGKu3E6F7g/s1600-h/SP_A1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAtWnMnQ4OI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2FGKu3E6F7g/s320/SP_A1183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191338226875424994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my girlfriend.my best friend.my companion.my pillow.my hairstylist.my baby.&lt;br /&gt;my day brightener.my reason to smile.my reason to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;she loves TOM YAM.&lt;br /&gt;she loves Speedy &amp;amp; Zoey.&lt;br /&gt;she can't eat seafood because she is allergic to them.&lt;br /&gt;she is scared to watch horror movies but at the same time wants to watch them.&lt;br /&gt;eating is her number 1 hobby.&lt;br /&gt;2nd hobby is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;adding up two together = big fat pig.&lt;br /&gt;she has sweet voice.&lt;br /&gt;she is very ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;she likes ling gao.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't like finance although she has a degree in Accounting &amp;amp; Finance.&lt;br /&gt;she likes hairdressing.&lt;br /&gt;she has a very cute Proton Satria Neo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-553409309469153694?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/553409309469153694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=553409309469153694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/553409309469153694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/553409309469153694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/04/she.html' title='SHE'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAtWnMnQ4OI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2FGKu3E6F7g/s72-c/SP_A1183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-614442901009674704</id><published>2008-04-18T14:19:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:22:18.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Laos! ! !</title><content type='html'>Sabbai Dee~! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 29th of March 2008, I joined my fellow coursemates as well as American Degree Program (ADP) students to participate in a community service mission to Laos. Not expecting what the outcome would be like, I paid RM1, 500 for the trip (does anyone think it is expensive ). DEFINITELY COSTLY, EXPENSIVE, SUPER CUT-THROAT. . . Well, as a student, asking one to take out money from their own pocket is like taking a candy from a 4-5 year old child. Curious of the break down of the cost for the trip, we actually asked the Program Director , Ms Turkey to give us the break down. How terrible hor~! Being an accounting &amp;amp; finance student, we have to maintain our inquisity ( aka kepoh) of how our money is being spent. Well, we can only hold our grudges and am-kan looking at the break down. Aih. What to do. Nasi sudah jadi Air. Since we have paid, then might as well enjoy this trip to the fullest right? Ok. Without whatsoever information or knowledge about Laos, I hopped on this journey hoping to experience the Laos culture, lifestyle and tradition. I think I got more than what i bargained for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 @ 29 March 2008&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathered at Taylor's Business School at 6am. Still feeling a bit grumpy and sleepy. Why TBS must book the flight so early in the morning? Can't they just book the night flight so that we won't waste time traveling in the afternoon where we could use it for better purpose like sightseeing in the country? Geram-nya. I took some pictures the night before at Shaun's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.00am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAhB-WUBRjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UEc9-mxXgbY/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190471109941741106" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAhB-WUBRjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UEc9-mxXgbY/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_XH2_U0trI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JnSrx56n7Kk/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Dirty, Messy Clothes (aiyer, chou chou eh)* &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_XIrvU0tsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dmPuIKq6niA/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh2TmUBRkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1uHi5O5ll9I/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh2TmUBRkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1uHi5O5ll9I/s320/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190528649618605634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Stinking socks and shoes* ~~Some more wrap in J&amp;amp; Co plastic bag. Sia Sui J&amp;amp; Co only~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh2T2UBRlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/i4xut1tIexk/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh2T2UBRlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/i4xut1tIexk/s320/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190528653913572946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wonder who is this hunk* giggles *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Dragging myself out the bed, I was thinking "So darn malas man to go Laos-even though already pay RM1500". Never mind la since its only 4 days, I said to myself. Then we gathered at TBS to commute to LCCT (Local Cheap Cheap Terminal, according to James). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_gZD_U0tvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zc2RuLMJw6I/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manage to take pic before boarding the bus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3UGUBRmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/74FsGacp7-w/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3UGUBRmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/74FsGacp7-w/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190529757720168034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3amUBRpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mq60UN79f4Y/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the aiport until we touched down in Vientiene. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_gfOfU0twI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9mBmN7oEYCc/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_gfOfU0txI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RwXtQk6MFDg/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_gfOvU0tzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Qzx1Ct6PI30/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R_gfOvU0tyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/exw4jRXu3X4/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3UmUBRnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RAvxM9wIvOY/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3UmUBRnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RAvxM9wIvOY/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190529766310102642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3X2UBRoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5afpIWIe-Gw/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3X2UBRoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5afpIWIe-Gw/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190529822144677506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*one. . . two. . . three. . .SMILE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3amUBRpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mq60UN79f4Y/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh3amUBRpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mq60UN79f4Y/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190529869389317778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my beautiful cartel*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5wGUBRqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/9ba37u67mAk/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5wGUBRqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/9ba37u67mAk/s320/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190532437779760802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Three of us again- taking pics in the plane*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5wmUBRrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Qt8C7hxpeF0/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5wmUBRrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Qt8C7hxpeF0/s320/DSC00087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190532446369695410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*James: Walau-ye. . .this aunty damn keng man. . . hopped from another "table" to ours* ~~Actually James couldn't believe that he lost because that was the aunty's last card. . . hehe~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5xWUBRsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Bv-zIESBUew/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5xWUBRsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Bv-zIESBUew/s320/DSC00107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190532459254597314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*so up close with my baby - its the plane, not Air Asia*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5zmUBRtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p_jYHaLgqzA/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5zmUBRtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p_jYHaLgqzA/s320/DSC00112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190532497909302994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the Wattay International Airport*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5z2UBRuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vHgE0389uTU/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh5z2UBRuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vHgE0389uTU/s320/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190532502204270306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sabbai-dee Vientiene*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7D2UBRvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9myz77dj3nk/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7D2UBRvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9myz77dj3nk/s320/DSC00124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190533876593805042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Mr Ah Da, our ever funny, crazy and sporting tour guide*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7EWUBRwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ReulHzrQiP4/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7EWUBRwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ReulHzrQiP4/s320/DSC00132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190533885183739650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*short briefing before we depart from the airport*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7EmUBRxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AWQCTESm9Bg/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7EmUBRxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AWQCTESm9Bg/s320/DSC00130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190533889478706962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sabbai-dee Laos, here i come~! ! !*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Destination &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking into the hotel, we went to Khop Chai DeuRestaurant, which literally meant "welcome thank you restaurant". I was kinda excited, expecting what the food we would be served. To my amazement, this restaurant has very nice bars, pool table (not so ulu as i thought it would be) and really cool decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7E2UBRyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uxTwQbRrcfg/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7E2UBRyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uxTwQbRrcfg/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190533893773674274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Khop Chai Deu Restaurant, Laos* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7FGUBRzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SqEg67a0fak/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAh7FGUBRzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SqEg67a0fak/s320/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190533898068641586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fu - yo. . . they have sushi and crabstick *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiltWUBR0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/oOS5dGJKOqA/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiltWUBR0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/oOS5dGJKOqA/s320/DSC00195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190580769046742850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*don't ask me what meat is that. . . chicken, beef, pork, dog meat, cat meat? don't want to know*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAilt2UBR1I/AAAAAAAAARE/e28zzRNGKaY/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAilt2UBR1I/AAAAAAAAARE/e28zzRNGKaY/s320/DSC00199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190580777636677458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*isn't it delicious? I love this dish the most throughout the whole trip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the famous That Luang Sturpa which used to be covered with real GOLD but later on was stolen by people. Sad case, right? If not, Laos would have been a richer country like the rest of the world but due to some inconsiderate, selfish people, Laos remains what it is today. I had a great time there, taking pictures and posing like a poser. Didn't I, Shaun? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiluWUBR2I/AAAAAAAAARM/WwZGdlUmulo/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiluWUBR2I/AAAAAAAAARM/WwZGdlUmulo/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190580786226612066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the Sturpa behind me* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the Laos Garment Factory was next on the list. So, here we come~! I was quite amazed that even big brands like Umbro, Lonsdale and etc manufacture their clothing in this factory. Can you believe it that one Lonsdale windbreaker would actually cost only USD8, which is equivalent to RM25? In Malaysia, they are selling for RM100-RM200. OMG~! ! ! Profit margin is incredibly high and thats why they are one of the top clothing industry in the world. Damn~! That aside, I was actually quite sympathetic for the workers there because they are only paid USD70-80 a month. Convert it to MYR, it is only MYR 320 tops. Crazy isn't it. In Malaysia, we begin to complaint as long as we felt that we are under-paid (after kepo-ing and asking how much their peers earn). In this instance, I began to realize that we are actually very fortunate and lucky to be able to live in a prosperous country. We should be counting our blessing that Malaysia is a developing country and thus, providing us the job opportunities that we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAilumUBR3I/AAAAAAAAARU/SfWZv_uGI8c/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAilumUBR3I/AAAAAAAAARU/SfWZv_uGI8c/s320/DSC00234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190580790521579378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me at the garment factory* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAilu2UBR4I/AAAAAAAAARc/iOu_4QcpeZ0/s1600-h/n514330852_1075427_9742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAilu2UBR4I/AAAAAAAAARc/iOu_4QcpeZ0/s320/n514330852_1075427_9742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190580794816546690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is how the working environment looks like*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As night approached, we gathered and headed towards Lane Xang Hotel for dinner. It was quite entertaining as there were performance by the Laos people. We met the Malaysian Ambassador and some Malaysian &amp;amp; Singaporean businessmen working in Laos. I must admit that I learnt a lot from the businessmen and it dawned on me that vast business opportunities are actually awaiting for us to take advantage. Working and living in Laos? Er. . . Maybe few years later, I might consider but definitely not now. . . Haha. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2 @ 30 March 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Originally, we were supposed to wake up at 5am! Wth? But luckily, the lecturers were kind enough to let us sleep in till 6am. But still have to wake up at 5am to get ready. Aih. Kadelei Kadelei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Destination &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit to the Handicapped Center. I was kind of looking forward to this visit as I really wanted to see and experience mingling with the handicapped as I have not done so before in Malaysia. What an irony! I did not pay any visit to the handicapped center in Malaysia but now, I am here! Moving on, I really had the time of my life playing with the deaf and dumb kids. Especially the Aubergine and Lime Game. That was very new to me as I have not seen this game being played in Malaysia before and I am proud to bring this game back to my country to teach my friends. ( I am sure they will be rolling on the floor, laughing like a mad person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin32UBR5I/AAAAAAAAARk/nJV1Y4t28fQ/s1600-h/n514330852_1075459_5911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin32UBR5I/AAAAAAAAARk/nJV1Y4t28fQ/s320/n514330852_1075459_5911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190583148458624914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*see what i mean?* *me in the middle with the bunch of pupils* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were assigned to cleaning the classrooms, toilets as well as the kitchen. I volunteered to clean the kitchen as well as painting the walls. At first glance, I thought that this would be impossible as we only had 2-3 hours to complete our tasks. Well, guess what? We managed to finish in time as we worked in a group efficiently. However, I was kind of disappointed with some of the ADP students because while we were working our asses in the kitchen, they just sit and talked in the classroom. Darn inconsiderate and selfish, ain't it? But I have got to give my utmost credit to some of the ADP girls who always contributed their help in touching up the final task. Phew. . . Tiring but Lao ITech here i come. Lao ITech is supposed to be an expo for the Thais to sell their merchandises, food, and etc. It was kind of similar to the Thai expo in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin4WUBR6I/AAAAAAAAARs/Y9cd3vW4Odk/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin4WUBR6I/AAAAAAAAARs/Y9cd3vW4Odk/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190583157048559522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*humongous snacks in Lao ITech* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin42UBR7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/giT2MI2Zu1Y/s1600-h/IMG_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin42UBR7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/giT2MI2Zu1Y/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190583165638494130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eh eh. . . where is my Beerlao?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3 @ 1 April 2008&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the first destination would be the visit to a primary school. Our group has prepared some games for the students : 1. Crayon-Scrapping Drawing 2. Fashion Show Well, our arrival was welcomed with a group of students lining up along the entrance into the school with flowers in their hands. I was touched and I must tell you that the kids are really adorable. No wonder Angelina Jolie adopted kids when she is on a fund-raising mission to Cambodia. They are so adorable that one could not resist the temptation to bring them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin5mUBR8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/V4MKB-4tfW0/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin5mUBR8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/V4MKB-4tfW0/s320/DSC00359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190583178523396034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sabai-Dee, Pu Sal Noir* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin52UBR9I/AAAAAAAAASE/L3-c57M98zs/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAin52UBR9I/AAAAAAAAASE/L3-c57M98zs/s320/DSC00367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190583182818363346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*super duper cute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip3mUBSAI/AAAAAAAAASc/I_1ZTH4eo0o/s1600-h/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip3mUBSAI/AAAAAAAAASc/I_1ZTH4eo0o/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190585343186913282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me, Shaun and Ms V learning how to write Laos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip3GUBR_I/AAAAAAAAASU/30hZXSLBz3k/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip3GUBR_I/AAAAAAAAASU/30hZXSLBz3k/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190585334596978674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*choo . . . choo. . . choo. . . Train passing by* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip4GUBSBI/AAAAAAAAASk/dYrLLM1S5N8/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip4GUBSBI/AAAAAAAAASk/dYrLLM1S5N8/s320/DSC00412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190585351776847890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*playing eagle, hen and chicks game*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip2WUBR-I/AAAAAAAAASM/8m-ICAsOYe4/s1600-h/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip2WUBR-I/AAAAAAAAASM/8m-ICAsOYe4/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190585321712076770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my favourite students*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip4mUBSCI/AAAAAAAAASs/okzCJPuPqEU/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAip4mUBSCI/AAAAAAAAASs/okzCJPuPqEU/s320/DSC00392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190585360366782498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kawaii. . . they posed and give me a Peace sign once i took out my camera*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, it was time to depart from the students. I couldn't express how I felt when it was time to say goodbye to them. They are ever-adorable and that makes it even harder to say goodbye. Before we left, we presented the whole class with some stationaries and the happiness in their eyes when they received it was the best moment for the entire trip. It made the whole trip worthwhile despite of all the complaints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, we headed for lunch. Donechane is the place. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAD7o9OlwcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/C4-VOxEJsoM/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAir_GUBSDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rnvjIiQaAyU/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAir_GUBSDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rnvjIiQaAyU/s320/DSC00444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190587671059187762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hungry hungry me. . . Donechane, here I come!* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAir_2UBSEI/AAAAAAAAAS8/A-wkJwCdMI4/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAir_2UBSEI/AAAAAAAAAS8/A-wkJwCdMI4/s320/DSC00455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190587683944089666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my fav noodle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAisAWUBSFI/AAAAAAAAATE/cV48ImO-5Sw/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAisAWUBSFI/AAAAAAAAATE/cV48ImO-5Sw/s320/DSC00466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190587692534024274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Laos Crepe with Watermelon and Payaya Stuffing. . . weird stuff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAisA2UBSGI/AAAAAAAAATM/NRaYvBrBDKQ/s1600-h/DSC00469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAisA2UBSGI/AAAAAAAAATM/NRaYvBrBDKQ/s320/DSC00469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190587701123958882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*another bowl of noodle with beefballs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;After filling up our tummy, now it was time to fill up our tummy with Beerlao, the most famous beer brand in Laos with 90% consumption in the country itself. We moved on to our next agenda, BeerLao factory. They gave us some introduction to the background of the company and kindly provided us with their BeerLao, which was so awesome. The lady in charged gave us a short tour around their production departments. However, I had expected more from this visit as I wanted to know how the beer is actually produced, rather than how it is bottled. Great experience, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAisBmUBSHI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZTQRwIkGrO0/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAisBmUBSHI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZTQRwIkGrO0/s320/DSC00495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190587714008860786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*take a break, have a Beerlao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Rattana Business Administration College. Wow. I love their college. Know why? Because the chicks are so cute. hehe. I enjoyed the visit to this college as we managed to talk and interact with the Lao students. At least, we know that their education is not that bad as what I have expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiuBGUBSJI/AAAAAAAAATk/j_O0QJZZa3g/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiuBGUBSJI/AAAAAAAAATk/j_O0QJZZa3g/s320/DSC00513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190589904442181778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sanh and I* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiuAWUBSII/AAAAAAAAATc/s6pu4ul4OJ8/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAiuAWUBSII/AAAAAAAAATc/s6pu4ul4OJ8/s320/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190589891557279874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ma lat lou with some Laos chicks* *before I leave. . .Smile. . . *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That ends my journey in Laos and I seriously had a great time with my friends - the shopping, community service, makan makan, sightseeing. Everything was marvelous except that it was time for us to go home. 4 days 3 nights is definitely not enough for us to know and understand Laos. I will definitely come back again. Through this trip, I realized that adapting to changes along the way really helped in making the journey smoother where being flexible and making immediate decision are concerned. I seriously got to admit that the attitude of the Lao people is far more superior than any of the Malaysian because they are humble and friendly to any person that they come in contact with. If you were to smile at a stranger in KL, the chances of you getting a BIG FAT SLAP or a "what-are-you-looking-at" stare is inevitable. Besides, I've learnt something very essential from the people is that I should be grateful for the things that I have and the facilities that I enjoyed. The people are being paid so low and yet they still continue to survive without any complaints. Social mobility is hard but they are definitely improving gradually. So, since I have the chance to break the mobility in my family, I should really appreciate it and make the fullest use of the opportunity given to me. &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/7322662048802340433-614442901009674704?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/614442901009674704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=614442901009674704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/614442901009674704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/614442901009674704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/04/sabbai-dee-on-29th-of-march-2008-i_18.html' title='Beautiful Laos! ! !'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/SAhB-WUBRjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UEc9-mxXgbY/s72-c/DSC00004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-6508264237008267156</id><published>2008-03-24T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:46:30.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Funny Clip</title><content type='html'>I came across this clip which is so funny that i roll on the floor and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vc8tPTVBRSc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vc8tPTVBRSc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/7322662048802340433-6508264237008267156?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6508264237008267156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6508264237008267156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6508264237008267156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6508264237008267156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-came-across-this-clip-which-is-so.html' title='Funny Clip'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-4608336220516881736</id><published>2008-03-24T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:21:16.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love</title><content type='html'>One of the recent video clips which i think is rather interesting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HJZnx5pMzl4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HJZnx5pMzl4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Simon Cowell was blown away with her magical and strong voice in this clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UzaGQ93i-o0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UzaGQ93i-o0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/7322662048802340433-4608336220516881736?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/4608336220516881736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=4608336220516881736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/4608336220516881736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/4608336220516881736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/03/leona-lewis-bleeding-love.html' title='Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-3461425026821993041</id><published>2008-03-18T07:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:28:54.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Jogoya Restaurant @ Starhill Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Phew~! ! ! I guess it has been ages since i last wrote on my blog. well, I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Yi Vonn and I celebrated our "so-called" Belated Valentines at Jogoya Restaurant. I have heard so much about its mouth-watering, saliva-dripping food that is displayed. Believe me, whatever i have heard is true~! The buffet is categorized into section which i would preferably called them "little town". Each "town" serves its own specialty such as the Japanese "town" serves raw fishes of all sorts, the Italian "town" serves spaghetti, Lobster Pizza, my favourite ' waffle with honey' and whatever not. Besides that, there was a "town" that displayed the best dessert whereby they offered a variety of Cookie ( yay~! also one of my favourite), Cakes of all types and shapes ( again my favourite~! I have already lost count on what my favourite is! The overflowing of food just blurred my vision and released my animal instinct to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conquer &lt;/span&gt;every "town" that is in the restaurant *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, without further ado, I raced passed the crowds and got my place, ready to &lt;em&gt;devour&lt;/em&gt; the fishes displayed in the Japanese "town". I couldn't really recall the names as my instinct told me to salvage my food asap to continue my quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_vQ8lef8I/AAAAAAAAACI/MN0RWev6JOo/s1600-h/DSC09983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179121170919620546" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_vQ8lef8I/AAAAAAAAACI/MN0RWev6JOo/s320/DSC09983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Variety of raw Japanese-style fishes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_xaslef9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oP6sAreA3Vs/s1600-h/DSC09986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179123537446600658" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_xaslef9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oP6sAreA3Vs/s320/DSC09986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Saliva-drooling Shisamu on the go*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_z6Mlef-I/AAAAAAAAACY/8b4-ia4Pkm4/s1600-h/DSC09987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179126277635735522" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_z6Mlef-I/AAAAAAAAACY/8b4-ia4Pkm4/s320/DSC09987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yummylicious Sushi (especially Unagi Roll)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_1Bslef_I/AAAAAAAAACg/aj5bFMEWdUY/s1600-h/DSC09989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179127505996382194" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_1Bslef_I/AAAAAAAAACg/aj5bFMEWdUY/s320/DSC09989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratch head* What is this? Looks like egg yolk with soya sauce.&lt;br /&gt;If my memory recalls, I think the name for this dish is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sauna Egg&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I started to hunt for Asian Food such as Pandan Chicken, Squid in Curry, Deep Fried Salmon, etc. I must admit that this place serves the best salmon as they are ever so juicy and tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_4OclegAI/AAAAAAAAACo/YQ7Pi2dPp1I/s1600-h/DSC09985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179131023574597634" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_4OclegAI/AAAAAAAAACo/YQ7Pi2dPp1I/s320/DSC09985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Look above. . . The one in orange colour - that is the fried salmon which is so tasty that it will make other high-class Japanese restaurants look so bad. Beside it is the squid in sambal (if I am not mistaken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_5aMlegBI/AAAAAAAAACw/iu_fPVwvKQY/s1600-h/DSC09998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179132324949688338" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_5aMlegBI/AAAAAAAAACw/iu_fPVwvKQY/s320/DSC09998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pandan Chicken - Small but Deadly * Once eaten, will crave for more*&lt;br /&gt;*The small stuff on the left which look like Fried Dumpling is called the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money Pocket&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;~The one above is called Deep Fried Muachi ( didn't know that people actually fry them).&lt;br /&gt;* The red cherry stuff is knowned as "Ping Tong Wu Lou" in Cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before moving on, I managed to drop a pin ( which is the procedure in order to choose the dish that you want) for Fried Tou Fu in Thai-Style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_7cslegCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hPo-rCk6kwA/s1600-h/DSC09994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134566922616866" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_7cslegCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hPo-rCk6kwA/s320/DSC09994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lau-yeh. . . See already saliva also drip man*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savouring down all my loot my Mind, Body and Soul kept looking at only one place ~ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DESSERT~! ! !&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FX0slegDI/AAAAAAAAADA/PJx9TYc8GaM/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179517609285943346" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FX0slegDI/AAAAAAAAADA/PJx9TYc8GaM/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~Waffles with Honey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FYgslegEI/AAAAAAAAADI/LSo9Y9swcM4/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179518365200187458" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FYgslegEI/AAAAAAAAADI/LSo9Y9swcM4/s320/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Ice-Cream From Baskin Robins &amp;amp; Haagen Dazs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FZEclegFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KHfOL9c5Gkw/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179518979380510802" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FZEclegFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KHfOL9c5Gkw/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Capuccino Jelly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FaQclegHI/AAAAAAAAADg/G19XjoAwfKs/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179520285050568818" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FaQclegHI/AAAAAAAAADg/G19XjoAwfKs/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Very delicious cake (forgotten its name. . . Aiyok~!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FakclegII/AAAAAAAAADo/fJOFGW-KjEI/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179520628647952514" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FakclegII/AAAAAAAAADo/fJOFGW-KjEI/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~This one even better - Cream on Choc~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FbGslegJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ERYzPGYBL8A/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179521217058472082" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FbGslegJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ERYzPGYBL8A/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A variety of Cakes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-Fea_U0tmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b8FTVw1nD6A/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179524864221165154" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-Fea_U0tmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b8FTVw1nD6A/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cookie Monster : Here i Come! ! !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing against time, we only managed to grab a plate of Steamed Crab with Eggs and Deep-Fried Prawn &amp;amp; Scallop. Both the dishes were wonderfully prepared as We ate to our heart's content~! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-Fd5PU0tlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sSpdlrl-oKo/s1600-h/DSC09999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179524284400580178" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-Fd5PU0tlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sSpdlrl-oKo/s320/DSC09999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The best dish ever - steam crab with eggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FfH_U0tnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8n_voupUmgM/s1600-h/DSC09990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179525637315278450" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-FfH_U0tnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8n_voupUmgM/s320/DSC09990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fried Scallop &amp;amp; Deep Fried Prawn~ Yummy~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking pictures of the food aside, we also managed to take some pictures together with the delicious food. I was really eating to my heart's content and was reaching the extent where I couldn't stuff the food in anymore (thats the first since I rarely let go of anything I could grab on my hand. . . *giggles*). Well, I must say that it was all worthwhile and I shall visit Jogoya again in the near future. But sob sob. . . there will be a hole in my pocket again when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-OEKfU0toI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ih7yKNNbnqA/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180129312148600450" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-OEKfU0toI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ih7yKNNbnqA/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*happy couple together*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-OPnPU0tpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ii4I39lCsdU/s1600-h/DSC09995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-OPnPU0tpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ii4I39lCsdU/s320/DSC09995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180141900697745042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GreeDy Pig~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-OQJ_U0tqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tXlf-IUBPzI/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R-OQJ_U0tqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tXlf-IUBPzI/s320/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180142497698199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Camwhoring while she's drinking soup*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-3461425026821993041?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/3461425026821993041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=3461425026821993041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/3461425026821993041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/3461425026821993041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2008/03/jogoya-restaurant-starhill-gallery.html' title='Jogoya Restaurant @ Starhill Gallery'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/R9_vQ8lef8I/AAAAAAAAACI/MN0RWev6JOo/s72-c/DSC09983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-4023584651727069957</id><published>2007-11-11T08:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T05:23:27.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"There are no dress rehearsals in life. Everyday you don't work toward pursuing your goals is another day you're delaying the fulfillment of your dreams. Go for what you really want today; you don't want to look back on your life with regret. "&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/7322662048802340433-4023584651727069957?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/4023584651727069957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=4023584651727069957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/4023584651727069957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/4023584651727069957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2007/11/fight-for-dream.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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-7322662048802340433.post-5730644231170246204</id><published>2007-11-08T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T07:59:37.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/RzJLZkTorCI/AAAAAAAAABE/_0x0dLiVpbI/s1600-h/C1_Front+Cover+BW+Final+Correct+Size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/RzJLZkTorCI/AAAAAAAAABE/_0x0dLiVpbI/s320/C1_Front+Cover+BW+Final+Correct+Size.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130245828143262754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Black Black Wednesday. Everything seems to be wrong and i happen to be in it at the wrong time. *maybe it is because i have not sleep the previous night, trying out the tutorials before the classes* phew. Seriously, it was a frustrating day for me as i found it hard to catch up with what the lecturer was saying in front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGHHHH~~!!!!Felt like punching someone at that point of time. Aren't lecturer suppose to be thorough and make sure that every student or at least majority of them understand his/her lecture? Its funny when the lecturer is just trying to finish the syllabus at the expense of our understanding. I was almost reaching my boiling point already but i kept my cool although my face was totally black. It suits nicely with the theme today ; Black Wednesday~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this incident served as a reminder for me whereby i should not have taken for granted everything, especially relying so much on the lecturers. I should be gin to take initiatives towards my own learning. Honestly, i really am amazed with Richard as he manages his time so perfectly well. He is able to answer the tutorial questions and at the same time plan his time for assignments as well for his girlfriend. I wish that i am that discipline and focus. Oh well, i will just try to be hardworking from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck , VINCENT~!!! Fight Hard~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-5730644231170246204?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/5730644231170246204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=5730644231170246204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/5730644231170246204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/5730644231170246204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-wednesday.html' title='Black Wednesday'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/RzJLZkTorCI/AAAAAAAAABE/_0x0dLiVpbI/s72-c/C1_Front+Cover+BW+Final+Correct+Size.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7322662048802340433.post-6513828018363287169</id><published>2007-10-25T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:23:14.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MuM's Kingdom Key Graduation</title><content type='html'>Had a busy day today at college. From 10 til 5pm. Another hectic Wednesday or i should call it Black Wednesday. =( ... Everytime i feel so exhausted after the last horribly tiring class, Financial Management , FM in short. Just don't feel like doing anything else except for running to my soft, comfortable bed at home. Home Sweet Home. Back to the topic. Today my mum is graduating from her Kingdom Key class. For those who don't know what Kingdom Key is all about, it is a basic doctrine or teaching that gives new believer a better understanding about Jesus Christ and the holy bible. Alright. Enough of the introduction. In conjunction with that, they organized a Lok Lok Night at RLC ( Renewal Lutheran Church ) as well. Had a superb serving with delicious sauce.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Rx99gYfYbMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ByY8VgXUweU/s1600-h/DSC09989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Rx99gYfYbMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ByY8VgXUweU/s320/DSC09989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124952896254274754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my delicious Lok Lok serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Rx96EofYbLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g4rV7spYLZc/s1600-h/DSC09990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Rx96EofYbLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g4rV7spYLZc/s320/DSC09990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124949120978021554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice crabstick huh? I love the sausages. Damn nice. "Air liuh meleleh". Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad i couldn't eat much because i had eaten beef burger from Burger King just before i came to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i've got to sleep now. Its already 1.21am. And pathetically i have class at 8am. Terrible ain't it? Live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7322662048802340433-6513828018363287169?l=speedyandzoey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/feeds/6513828018363287169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7322662048802340433&amp;postID=6513828018363287169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6513828018363287169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7322662048802340433/posts/default/6513828018363287169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speedyandzoey.blogspot.com/2007/10/mums-kingdom-key-graduation.html' title='MuM&apos;s Kingdom Key Graduation'/><author><name>Vinz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18318858903717264999</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/_hl2QTgPsw2c/Rx99gYfYbMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ByY8VgXUweU/s72-c/DSC09989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
