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Siu Ngaan'/><category term='Anton'/><category term='pimples'/><category term='Bong'/><category term='bocc'/><category term='Perth'/><title type='text'>Pass Over</title><subtitle type='html'>Continue from the previous chapter...of earnurel</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3225158434196336741</id><published>2011-06-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:54:16.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of Kit Kat</title><content type='html'>写了块六年的故事，都写不完。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;次次要下笔的时候，眼泪就很不听话的，一粒一粒的滑落下来。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看来，这辈子也没办法把它写完了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起了，kitkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起，曾经伤了您那么深。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深深祝福你们俩。。。记得要比我开心。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3225158434196336741?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3225158434196336741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-7766170658263747336</id><published>2011-02-09T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T16:28:38.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for all the fakeness</title><content type='html'>thank you for all the bully and fakeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't have a car, you have the right to cancel meeting up with me as you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't have a car, you can give all the excuses so you don't have to bring me to grocery shopping, forcing me to buy my heavy grocery with my bicycle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because I don't have a car, you appear at church when you say you won't be there, while I woke up 3 hours before service, took 1.5hours bus to bus stop and walked half hour just to reach church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is ok, just because I don't have a car, and you can bully me as much as you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to your bully and excuses given, I have learnt to carry a poker face, and learnt to just be colder to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks to your bully, I get free meals after church, simply because others love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to your constant bully, I have learnt to be more sensitive to people that don't have car and this make me more determined to drive them around when I have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just because you have a car, doesn't mean is end of world to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-7766170658263747336?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/7766170658263747336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=7766170658263747336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7766170658263747336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7766170658263747336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2011/02/thank-you-for-all-fakeness.html' title='thank you for all the fakeness'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3297232621878507302</id><published>2011-01-27T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T19:07:24.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Aid Course</title><content type='html'>~ Though I have learnt First Aid before, and it should be a very familiarized thing for me, but I am surprised that most knowledge that I had years back, is not valid anymore! New stuff, new friends, new environment..haih, the old me&lt;br /&gt;# Father, I am grateful for being just alive. After today's course, it is eerie to see all the emergency that will happened! May I pray that I have longer attention span, so that I can pay more attention in learning, instead of yawning towards the late noon. Also, I will want to pray for a heart of 'making new friends' and not ignored them. I know I have been very emotional and anti-social nowadays, but I pray for higher EQ, to be able to handle these well. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaiah bought me dinner, KFC. Something I longed for but dare not eat. Cycling to Birmingham Drive today from Somerset crescent is tiring! I dislike the feeling of being a dummy, waiting to see if he is going or not tonight only to found out  he is not , then I am angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;# Father, please help me to have a longer patience, so that I don't just be angry at myself for being angry at others. Lord, I pray for less suspicious heart, and learn to trust Isaiah for his words. I also pray that God take away what that don't belong to any of us, and cleanse my mind, my heart and my soul with Your Godly advise. I am tired of these.. I don't want to get involved anymore... please, Lord, take away all these. Temptation is eating both of us up, slowly... help us get out of temptation. Thank you. In Jesus Name I prayed, Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaiah giving me lots of excuse to hint me that he don't want me to tag him. I dislike this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;  # God, please take away heart of playfulness. Grant me the patience to stay at home, to fully make use of the time to do something meaningful and beneficial.... I really need You in this area.. Amen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3297232621878507302?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3297232621878507302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=3297232621878507302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3297232621878507302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3297232621878507302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-aid-course.html' title='First Aid Course'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-4585896269084440887</id><published>2011-01-26T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:33:02.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Dinner with Angela 赵畅</title><content type='html'>~ Angela 赵畅, taught me to be kind to everyone, especially to family and friends. Often, I find myself very harsh with family. Today, she not only invited me over for dinner, I also get to have a chance to get to know her family better and get to know Tom Feng better. Good food, good drinks, definitely great companions. She even sent me home, so inconvenience, all the way from Avonhead back to Addington....thank you Angela...&lt;br /&gt; -&gt; Aunty Zhao even gave me some dumplings to be eaten as lunch for tomorrow...*speechless by their kindness*, especially her passion and respect towards Jesus, despite the short time of being baptized...♥&lt;br /&gt;# Thank you Father, for not isolating me like how I am trying hard to be anti-social. Thank you for teaching me the importance of socializing, as You taught me to opened up my mind and heart to accept things, with a brain that's positive, that often being crippled away from the reality around me. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Felt very warmth at heart, God reminded me there IS Love in this world. The dinner reminds me of my family that I loved and left behind. &lt;br /&gt;# "Dear Lord, please protect and watch over my family, grant them strength to go through everyday's hardness without my presence at home to help...I ask for forgiveness, for not taking my responsible well as a daughter, as a sister, as a aunty or even as a niece...please forgive me..Amen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Not sure if God's is using them to talk to me. I have been angry at Isaiah for days, and suddenly, God sent Angela 赵畅 not only to come comfort me, but also reminded me how kind Isaiah was and his caring towards everyone. &lt;br /&gt;# "Dear Father, guide me with Your mercy hands, may I see what I have to know, please take away things that don't belong to me. Help me to see better what You have in plan for me. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Tom Feng, one very interesting person full of wisdom and talent, yet a humble heart. it came to surprise that his father is a pastor himself! Gosh, I am ashamed of myself! I am glad to know him as a friend. Despite his young age, he taught me to be optimism of things around me.&lt;br /&gt;# Father, please forgive me to judge Tom just by his look, and not come to see the goodness of him. Forgive me for even judging the others for I have no rights to do so, because You don't judge others too. Help me not judge others, but always learn to seek the goodness and precious thing You had created in them. Amen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-4585896269084440887?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/4585896269084440887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=4585896269084440887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4585896269084440887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4585896269084440887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2011/01/dinner-with-angela.html' title='♥ Dinner with Angela 赵畅'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3127236034043058417</id><published>2011-01-23T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:10:11.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Isaiah Loh cook me lunch</title><content type='html'>~ though I am still angry at Isaiah, but God gave him heart of compassion, and he even cook lunch for me. # "God, grant me a bigger heart, to accept people are not perfect, I am willing to be the first to be punished for being selfish, Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Landlady 静 showed her kindness once more by reminding me not to wear 2nd hand clothings and she didn't even complain that I over used the power on laundry wash. Hence, I should be considerate to the others too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3127236034043058417?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3127236034043058417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=3127236034043058417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3127236034043058417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3127236034043058417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2011/01/isaiah-loh-cook-me-lunch.html' title='♥ Isaiah Loh cook me lunch'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-8545431395591817415</id><published>2011-01-22T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:57:14.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I learnt to be Grateful today</title><content type='html'>~ Learnt new dish from Janet. Chicken-Ginger-Wine. Confinement food. Though I seldom cook, gotta admit this time round, is quite a success. Not sure if Janet likes it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Landlady, 静, lend me her car to pick up some clothes, some duvet from the Free Item Shop. Part as a student life, I begin to scout for free items. Learnt to be not taking advantage of what I have in my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Janet explained why Isaiah scolded me for not taking the bicycle home before dark, and why Isaiah scolded me for not being responsible. Truth is, Isaiah was pressured by his dad with the constant nagging. Learnt not to judge others by their actions without understanding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ WAG @ How Solve Conflict&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Grateful that Albert came to picked me albeit his inconvenience...very touched.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Was touched by how supportive Charlene, Lulu, Adam, Yao, Jenny Han, Allen &amp; Nolan were while I cried over sharing on forgiving my dad. It is the hardest thing I ever done, but I am glad that I had forgiven my dad. Everyone made mistakes before.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Felt gratitude that Charlene sent me home, despite a big de-tour.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; I am loved, by WAG people. Hence I shouldn't be negative.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Angela 赵畅, reminded me that being caring is all about sincerity. I can't accept returns. Learnt to humble down myself to care for others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-8545431395591817415?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/8545431395591817415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=8545431395591817415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/8545431395591817415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/8545431395591817415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-learnt-to-be-grateful-today.html' title='I learnt to be Grateful today'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-5771850622501245690</id><published>2011-01-21T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:06:11.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Dinner with Kelly Chen &amp; Jenny Han</title><content type='html'>~ Kelly 陈霞 picked me up purposely from Free Shop of Moorhouse Avenue, just to have dinner with her. Learnt to serve God humbly from her. Despite her busy schedule, she is always on-the-go with testimonial when comes to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Kelly 陈霞 even made me dinner. Felt like home ♥ she even gave me food, blanket and duvet, knowing mom is coming and I have been sleeping in sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jenny 韩晋 made me felt important. Reminded that I played important role as little caring leader despite of my little experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Loh's family allowed me to have lunch at their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I was being selfish and irresponsible for leaving my bicycle at Isaiah's place, causing him to risk his life while taking in my bicycle. Learnt not to be judgmental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; Learnt to serve God without complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# "Grant me the heart of Serving, O Lord, the compassion and most importantly the heart of forgiveness on how You had forgive our sin...I need You, desperately. I pleased and begged that You come into my life again, my be master of life, I humbly bow down to seek wisdom from the Master. In Jesus Name I prayed, Amen"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-5771850622501245690?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/5771850622501245690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=5771850622501245690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5771850622501245690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5771850622501245690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2011/01/dinner-with-kelly-chen-jenny-han.html' title='♥ Dinner with Kelly Chen &amp; Jenny Han'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-9195456392002387404</id><published>2010-11-16T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:37:01.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AYMC'/><title type='text'>唔。。。刚好五年了</title><content type='html'>突然间，好想找个好男人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;浩浩荡荡的爱一场；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五年了，分手都五年了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是时间，我得找个好男人，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;撒娇撒娇，依赖依赖啦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是。。。我还是胆小了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远远欣赏那位可爱的小酒窝好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哎。。。上帝啊，求你告诉我吧，那位可爱的小酒窝， 就是 ‘他’了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若不是，请你诺走我对他的爱意吧~ 呜呜&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-9195456392002387404?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/9195456392002387404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=9195456392002387404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/9195456392002387404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/9195456392002387404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='唔。。。刚好五年了'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-5220443763115182896</id><published>2010-06-12T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:41:44.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrian KCS</title><content type='html'>If one day, something happened to Golddie, and J is not around, I promised, I will be there...just as a silence morale supporter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-5220443763115182896?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/5220443763115182896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=5220443763115182896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5220443763115182896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5220443763115182896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/06/adrian-kcs.html' title='Adrian KCS'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-1695993208976342395</id><published>2010-03-19T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:29:03.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liyun sou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Douglas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soo Chin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boon Kai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zenon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geik Yee'/><title type='text'>Boon Kai &amp; Family, IELTS</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with Speaking test of IELTS @ IDP, Subang. Hmm.. test was pretty easy, just not convincing enough to score Band 7. English is hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After test, met up with Soo Chin for brunch. I love her companion, though she live in the blue blood, she definitely has 2% of leading a normal life. How to describe her? Let me see, someone that's almost closed like Dalai Lama, yet some where some how just always went wrong for her. Deep down, she is an angel =) At least, she is one of the OO that sayang me a lot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch at Klang, Spare Ribs Rice. Not too bad, + Soya bean = RM 7.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, went back home, rest a while, and out again with Soo Chin to Ikea. Got her curtain rods, walked around some more, and hit 1U alone for Purple Cane Tea. Argued abit with the Citibank CC Promoter, hit home and welcome 4 monsters! [Editor: Perhaps, I will go back tml to sign up. I just don't understand why some people just have to follow rules blindly without own stand!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so noisy, shouting and begging, literally to go fishing by the stream. Scooping the fish is more like it. I brought Zenon, Perth &amp; Anton along with Cousin Boon Kai &amp; Cousin Geik Yee to TTDI Kiara Recreation Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun seeing the kids scooping the fishes from the stream, jumping with excitement, screaming happily whenever they caught little fish! Anton was all frustrated as he didn't catch any fish. We were then greeted by the rain and hit home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest a while, and off we go again, to Eat-all-you-can Durian at SS2. It feels crappy after whole lots of durian. Later, starved ourselves with more food and drinks at Pasar Malam Chow Yang. Such a silly act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my life is really simple, but I am glad that I have these bunch of "monsters", calling me aunty, felt loved by them. Especially when they wanted and demand for something, that's within my ability and capability. I would definitely fulfill their tiny requests, so long it brings happiness to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother instinct, perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-1695993208976342395?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/1695993208976342395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=1695993208976342395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/1695993208976342395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/1695993208976342395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/03/boon-kai-family-ielts.html' title='Boon Kai &amp; Family, IELTS'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-7614471983712875819</id><published>2010-03-14T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:04:50.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kher Wee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee Yee and Siu Ngaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heng Chuen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ley Chu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seal Hoe'/><title type='text'>CSG 15 Gathering @ Fullhouse</title><content type='html'>It was a long long day for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went church, attended service, felt like stranger once again, then I hit home, looking forward to a very important events in my life -- the gathering of CSG15!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to go, as organiser, I came across Fullhouse Restaurant online and seem quite interesting. [Editor: the next time when you plan for a gathering, please don't choose isolated places like NZX! lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was really fun and happening group of people that actually made the whole place lively and cheerful! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to tell Ley Chu that I miss Wee Yee, but I was surprised by her return! :D Sure is glad to see that chirpy cheerful gal! She knows how to kiss the dull day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kher Wee, Heng Chuen, Seal Hoe, Ley Chu, Wee Yee &amp; Siu Ngaan for making this gathering another success yet happy event! I really miss you all heaps. You guys are the closest to me since college...and yes, friendship is very important to me :) Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-7614471983712875819?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/7614471983712875819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=7614471983712875819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7614471983712875819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7614471983712875819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/03/csg-15-gathering-fullhouse.html' title='CSG 15 Gathering @ Fullhouse'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3463922688583423041</id><published>2010-02-04T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:12:05.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STORY OF THE PENCIL – PAULO COELHO</title><content type='html'>A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point, he asked:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;“Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? It is story about me?’”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;His Grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.”Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seems very special.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But it’s just like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First quality: You are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your step. We call that &lt;b&gt;hand God,&lt;/b&gt; and He always guides us according to His will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second quality: Now and then, I have to stop writing and use a sharpener. That makes the pencil suffer a litter, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to &lt;b&gt;bear certain pains and sorrows&lt;/b&gt;, because they will make you a better person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Third quality: The pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that &lt;b&gt;correting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing&lt;/b&gt;: it helps to keep us on the road to justice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fourth quality: What really matters in the pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always &lt;b&gt;pay attention to what is happening inside you.&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally, the pencil’s fifth quality: It always leaves a mark. In just the same way, you should know that &lt;b&gt;everything you do in life will leave a mark,&lt;/b&gt; so try to be always conscious of that in your every action.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3463922688583423041?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3463922688583423041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=3463922688583423041&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3463922688583423041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3463922688583423041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-of-pencil-paulo-coelho.html' title='THE STORY OF THE PENCIL – PAULO COELHO'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3899457408507749500</id><published>2010-01-12T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:02:23.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration For Heng Chuen &amp; Hong Yeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After many months of depression, I am proud to say that I finally laughed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun at the gathering cum birthday celebration with Ley Chu, Prisca, Suet Yeng, Hong Yeo and Heng Chuen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was expensive though, but it's worth the laughter. Despite the bill is about RM 122, but we are definitely happy! But I felt bad, I didn't expect the bill to be RM 122 that expensive, asking Suet Yeng to join last minute was merely because I miss her companion, I felt bad that she need to chip in so much for the food! Being kind as usual, she didn't allowed me to chip in her portion... *sigh* I owe her a big one this time. This also reminds me the importance of stable jobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we did really had lots of fun and laughter at Prisca's rented place of ss2. Short and simple gathering, replaced unlimited memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys, for bringing cheer to my life. I have to admit, I was really depressed the past months, especially after my return from NZ, on top of being jobless is really driving me crazy! I had good old laugh today, finally.  Thank you for giving me certainty that our friendship will grow forever... it meant a lot to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3899457408507749500?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3899457408507749500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=3899457408507749500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3899457408507749500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3899457408507749500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-celebration-for-heng-chuen.html' title='Birthday Celebration For Heng Chuen &amp; Hong Yeo'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-7987246583174149331</id><published>2010-01-02T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:21:04.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coward!</title><content type='html'>AKCS, you are such a coward, avoiding me all over again! One fine day, you will still need face the fact! How long more do you want to avoid me? Is these all worth it? over friendship since 1996? Go think about it! Hopefully one fine day, you realized what you have missed and no regret on your current action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, when you realized, I am here ready to patch things up. I won't call nor disturb you anymore, as I promised. You take care my dear old pal. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-7987246583174149331?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/7987246583174149331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=7987246583174149331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7987246583174149331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7987246583174149331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2010/01/coward.html' title='Coward!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-9013180015573195644</id><published>2009-06-26T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:02:50.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Motueka! Hello Travelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;YES!! After 4 months of working in Heywood Orchard, now is time to travel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,getting lazier to write. Will try find home stay that has internet access and update more in details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, that's the quick update from Motueka :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-9013180015573195644?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/9013180015573195644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=9013180015573195644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/9013180015573195644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/9013180015573195644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-motueka-hello-travelling.html' title='Goodbye Motueka! Hello Travelling'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-1298412718644828863</id><published>2009-04-05T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:46:17.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme short update from Motueka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Foremost, thank you all, for the concerns and ever faithfullness of reading my blog all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry for not updating as I have very limited access here in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for those that is not sure what's happening, here is the update ...! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now on Working-Holiday Visa, in a beautiful country, called New Zealand, targeted to be here till December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, there are some photos uploaded in Facebook, I will try to write more again in my next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... That's all for now ;p hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here u go, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=648336886&amp;amp;v=photos&amp;amp;viewas=648336886"&gt;photos &lt;/a&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/6716445-1298412718644828863?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/1298412718644828863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=1298412718644828863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/1298412718644828863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/1298412718644828863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2009/04/extreme-short-update-from-motueka.html' title='Extreme short update from Motueka!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-119120676455394584</id><published>2009-02-03T23:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:05:48.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LSC BOCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FTK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AKCS'/><title type='text'>Where has Caren Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me see..from the last entry, here you go for another short (hopefully) updates!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- I resigned from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Blue&lt;/span&gt;, and I miss the whole bunch of them there. I realized a big part of me was with them. Is either I worked till wee hours in the mornings; or waking up as zombie and acted like a Bitch; or allowing my little child in me coming out and acted childish; or even at times when I screamed at them like a monster... these bunch of Blue Blooded ppl, saw it all...and definitely with me still regardless..naturally, our bond grew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had been busy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;packing&lt;/span&gt;. Two reasons,&lt;br /&gt;1) I am leaving the country, to chase after my dreams!! :D&lt;br /&gt;2) My youngest brother had been complaining of not having a room to himself, so I am giving my room to him while I chase my dreams :)&lt;br /&gt;As conclusion, I had threw 5 big boxes of rubbish, clothes, books and most of nostalgia stuff..except two small boxes...one is a box of memory I had with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt;, the other, are a small boxes of letters communication I had with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKCS&lt;/span&gt; and other penpal's letter. hehe I had been writing since..err...age of 12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love life is total complication these few days. Nope, there is no new guy in my life. Just old ones, with reborn feelings, multiple of them. Told ya is complicated lol. And is starting to confuse me again too ... life is just so ironic. When you less expected it, it came faster and stronger. When you are hoping over it, it came like a turtle, and passes you slowly, while letting go some evil chuckle. Regardless, I am pretty clear what I want at this point of time...&lt;br /&gt;[ps:&lt;br /&gt;~ Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sis SC &lt;/span&gt;for being my Thelma ;)&lt;br /&gt;~ Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKCS&lt;/span&gt; for the short two days sweet memories, I am confused too dear, but we both know it's not right...allow both of us some time and space to sort this out...&lt;br /&gt;~ Thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOCC&lt;/span&gt; for being cold and taking me as transparent, it helps make me a stronger person :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Though Love Life sucks maximum, but I am glad that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cupid&lt;/span&gt; is not sleeping this year lol. Gotta admit, Cupid has been lazy for so long that I am starting to forget how to Love a person already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am all too tired, mentally and physically, but totally blessed with all well wishes from all channels... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, EACH OF YOU OUT THERE!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-119120676455394584?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/119120676455394584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=119120676455394584&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/119120676455394584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/119120676455394584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-has-caren-been.html' title='Where has Caren Been?'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-4512191377873578262</id><published>2009-01-06T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:24:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee....I am Back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I put in my last straw... yes..resigned :) mixed feelings, I will be missing everyone.. the environment, the activities, the people.. especially..that someone special. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Planning a huge project required BIG brains. I am stuck. Here it is, why I resigned... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHM (Working Holiday Maker)&lt;/span&gt; scheme has always been my dream. I am going for my dream, yes I hear you, don't get jealous!! :P Stay tuned for more updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Currently in plan for BackPacking will be KL-Perth-Melbourne-ChristChurch. All comments welcomed for any must do, must go, must see things. Sincerely appreciate all suggestions. (Ps: No new blog will be up for WHM. Hence you JUST HAVE TO STAY TUNED!! :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This year resolution? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST DO IT&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I managed to successfully achieve my resolution for last year 80%, except the losing weight part. wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-4512191377873578262?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/4512191377873578262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=4512191377873578262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4512191377873578262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4512191377873578262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2009/01/weeei-am-back.html' title='Weee....I am Back!!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-4939619690389694405</id><published>2008-11-03T19:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:24:22.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bocc'/><title type='text'>心凉了。。该放弃了吧。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SQ7dg1qoZzI/AAAAAAAAASY/QyfpT0saumA/s1600-h/mail.google.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SQ7dg1qoZzI/AAAAAAAAASY/QyfpT0saumA/s200/mail.google.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264388570674128690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他，已病了好几天。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，却装不知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来，同事一个个谈起他； 我还是装不知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有天，有位同事特别过来，谈起他，为了是要告诉我，他的幽默。（他，也是同事们里的喜爱）我，笑了，赞同他的幽默。但，心动了，还是坚持不理他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来，真的心动了，就随便问候他。回应得确实冷淡的 “是的，生病了。” 再来，便是一堆工作与他讨论。好冷好冷。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再次把心门闭上了后，还是会偷偷的打听他的健康。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了个周末，想他该是好多了吧！本来想问候他，但还是免了，他都长大了，会照顾自己的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了工作，我还是打了电话给他。传来的竟是他那已沙哑的声音，没精打采的回应。心软了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“怎么啦，那么性感哦？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“嗯，还没病好”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“嗯。。。那个，已寄给你了。辛苦你啦！回家好好休息吧!" 恨不得快挂电话的我，真的心软了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想, 放工后去买芦荟蜜糖水送给他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;芦荟蜜糖水也买了，本想偷偷的放在他的座位上，但因时间还很早的关系，我去逛街了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正想着想着。。就这样，不专心的走着。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才转了个角湾，同事就说 " 你看！他在看你呢！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“谁啊？”　转个头，既然是他！！但，我已走了段路了，所以。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但，还是难免不小心的看到他身边有个可爱迷人的女孩，心想：“咦？那女孩是谁啊？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管他。。我继续的逛。。。心想：“好叻，我有机会把它放在座位了！！不用担心被他看到呢”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心开始感觉有点不舒服了，回头再望一次。。。那女孩还真面熟呢！没理会，还是继续往我的目标逛。　（我正在找相簿，趁这几天较有时间，想整理相片）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了目的地，看不到喜欢的相簿，转身正要回公司时，我看到了他。。。背面正向着我。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到的。。。不只是他的背面。。。而是。。她牵他手的画面。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心，马上凉了。。。这几个月来，我真的白痴了。。。好傻的单方面暗恋。。看来，芦荟蜜糖水这是很合。。合医治　‘受伤’　的心。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-4939619690389694405?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/4939619690389694405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=4939619690389694405&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4939619690389694405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4939619690389694405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='心凉了。。该放弃了吧。。。'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SQ7dg1qoZzI/AAAAAAAAASY/QyfpT0saumA/s72-c/mail.google.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3934308960774789663</id><published>2008-11-02T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:55:00.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sorry for not updating since my operation. was too busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Congratulations to many mummy to newborn babies!! (More money spent..!! :S Worth spending money though! lala)&lt;br /&gt;- Priscilla Chong gave birth Baby Girl @ 12th Jun 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Kak Ainatul gave birth Baby Naufal @ 30th Jul 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Kak Waty gave birth Baby Irene @ 22nd Aug 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Sharon Teoh gave birth Baby Abrielle @ 15th Sep 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Jaclyn Leong gave birth Baby Boy @ 12th Oct 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Mee Kwan gave birth Baby Dunno.. @ dunno :p paiseh, not so closed, but she was my fav pricer before.&lt;br /&gt;- Cheryl Gan gave birth Baby Ashley @ 28th Oct 2008&lt;br /&gt;- Tan Jo Suen gave birth Baby Boy @ 31st Oct 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;==============================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Some updates though:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Been busy with Friends' wedding preparation. Work had became 4th priority, after Family, Friends and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Haha, noted "myself" is on the 3rd? But that doesn't mean I am not pampering myself enough. I am planning for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long long holiday&lt;/span&gt; very soon. Stay tune for where I am going this time! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haven't been focusing well on work, slacks 150%. I bet boss going to give me the red warning letter during appraisal! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what's the weird dreams all about? Don't laugh ok, help me interpret as this dream has been repeating since...I can't remember when.&lt;br /&gt;- I dreamt of having babies !!! Yes, as in pregnancy and giving birth! Weird thing is, these babies are not mine or my future hubby. IS about couples that can't have babies and they matched their sperms n ovary, into MY body! All I need to do, is just to make sure the baby are growing gine and give birth to it!! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I dreamt of living in a double storey house. With people I don't know! And the bathroom is weird, as you bath, the wall will turned transparent, and people from downstairs actually can watch you bathing !! :S :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then I dreamt of this REALLY Funny one (I find it funny la, cos I know it wont be happening) I dreamt that BOCC actually come after me, and we dated and the family is asking us to get married, but I hestitated (partially cause I am from a broken family) but the dream didn't end there, it actually went up to the stage where we get REGISTERED !! This is when I jump up from bed !! Thank God is only a dream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then I dreamt of this little girl, always tagging me where I go, but I don't know her. She is a mute too, is harder to understand her, since she don't point nor use her hands to communicate with me. all she did was gave me that puppy eye and tag wherever I go.. is freaking me out though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can remembered. Still got many many others, which I can't recall already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weird dreams, don't your agree? :S :S :S :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3934308960774789663?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3934308960774789663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=3934308960774789663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3934308960774789663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3934308960774789663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-dreams.html' title='Weird Dreams'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-5631182690510346367</id><published>2008-08-08T21:56:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:12:34.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr Chew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laparoscopy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endometriosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr Bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyst'/><title type='text'>Endometriosis &amp; 3N3D sleepless nights at Ampang Puteri Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note:&lt;br /&gt;- Gross photo attached, please do not continue if you are eating, or unfit to view.&lt;br /&gt;- Photos taken straight from a DVD clip, with only consent from the patient, please do not take this as reference nor study research&lt;br /&gt;- Also, author as no skills with electronic stuff, hence apologize for all the 'headache' and imperfect stuff seen.&lt;br /&gt;- Long entry ahead. Warned not to drink nor eat while reading. Not a pleasure to read, but is for knowledge wise.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;AWESOME !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was going through &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://robbyaoi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robb's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;website, and I was STUNNED !! Yes, you read me right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;STUNNED !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; extremely....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S T U N N E D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.. he sure gives me some determination to lose weight Further, and this is why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a little update from why MIA so long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me a while to bring this courage to write. I mean, is all about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sickness, and I am pretty shy to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But with much thoughts and courage from a close friend, I decided to write about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much complain on the right below abdomen pain (for a few years now, I think this is the 4th year, I lost count) , I finally brave out myself to visit 2nd Gynae's opinion;  Doctors and hospital were never my favorite place to go *pouts*. I remembered when I was younger, I used to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;going hospital because I get to see babies, new borns and kiddies at my age to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since age of 5, the word "hospital" just freaks me out. Especially when you get phone calls from xxx hospital saying that xxx , whom so happened to be your relative passed away, or in ICU ..etc. Just freaks me off. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after many years of complaining pain, many specialist (from Appendix to Colon to Gastric to finally Gynae) scans (from Image scanning, to X-ray, to CT Scan)... 3 different specialist, said that I was just being paranoid over the pain, and gave me a conclusion as&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; "you are thinking too much"&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, the pain grow tremendously especially when period is about to come. Initially, I thought just another period cramp (which I shouldn't ignore it, as I never had period cramps before in my entire life before)... so, Panel Doctor gave me period cramps medicine...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yada yada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then one fine day, the period prolonged to 12 days long instead of the normal 4 days. This is then I panic and went for second opinion. First gynae, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr Chew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weng Hang,&lt;/span&gt; diagnosed me as &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endometriosis"&gt;Endometriosis &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; pretty common among the woman apparently. Then he says, since I have been complaining bout the pain, he can't confirmed until we do a &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laparoscopy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laparoscopy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;test. [Editor: He is one REAL patience and nice doctor, at least, he took the time to not only explain the whole thing to me through charts and drawings, making sure I am comfortable with the whole thing. He even took the effort to flip open his book, show me the meaning of these two glamour medical terms that later became a nightmare to me, it just kept appearing in my dreams] Hehe... after much consultations, I am pro with all the Medical names already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I was chicken for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laparoscopy"&gt;Laparoscopy&lt;/a&gt; test, also financial is another thing to worried bout too. So.. I ignored, until my 2nd opinion from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr Bee Hang Wing, &lt;/span&gt;he too, gave me ultra scan and diagnosed me as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endometriosis"&gt;Endometriosis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. A test is required...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yada yada..&lt;/span&gt; he didn't drill in further to explain as he seems to know that I did alot of research on this already. No offense, during the 1st consultation, he seems kinda in hurry to go home. It was my ever-irritating-curios attitude that made him talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless on that. The least, he took effort to explain the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laparoscopy"&gt;Laparoscopy&lt;/a&gt; test and the side effects of taking &lt;a href="http://www.medsafe.govt.nz/Consumers/cmi/l/lucrin-depot.htm"&gt;Lucrin Depot&lt;/a&gt;, and the tests...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yada yada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After much persuasion from my mom and other factors, I finally give in and have the operation on 2 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda rush, the following night, I checked into hospital so that they can have some time 'cleaning' me up before the op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nurses woke me up 4am (I didn't sleep basically, I am scare ok) inserted some liquid into my buttock. Don't ask me what it is, but it suppose to flush out all the dirty stuff I had in my 'back door'&lt;br /&gt;- I tried to sleep a little, but by 4.15am I headed for the toilet, flushed everything out, and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5am&lt;/span&gt;, my room mate (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Waty&lt;/span&gt;, she is a very poor thing, because of pregnancy problems, she had became regulars in the hospital, will highlight her in my future post) hand phone rang, is her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sembahyang &lt;/span&gt;time. She is very sweet, she knew I didn't sleep, and the nurses came earlier, so she whispered softly over the curtain , &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tak yah takut, Kak pray untuk you. Sekejap nanti Caren keluar dah..." ["Don't worry, I will pray for you, Caren will be out shortly..."]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7am&lt;/span&gt;, the house keepers came to clean the room..toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7.30am&lt;/span&gt;, the kitchen lady came, to give &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Waty&lt;/span&gt; her breakfast. [PS: Chicken chop served &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wei!!&lt;/span&gt; Don't play play!] while I went to clean up myself, bath and drool over her meal, since I am fasting still. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8.30am&lt;/span&gt;, my mom came, made some prayers. I am pretty calm actually, well.. I am not a morning person, most likely I will doze off shortly! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8.34am&lt;/span&gt; true enough, i dozed off already. Then the operation staff came in with the operation bed. I was forced to change the operation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt;. Sexy gila, just one piece of cloth, two strings behind, and covers just over till my hips, slightly over my private part !!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I was pushed into the Operation Room. It feels exactly like the TVB Series..where they push a patient hurriedly into the operation room sort. Only difference is, these nurses are taking their time, chit chatting while pushing me + bed to the operation theater waiting room, need some check up and preparation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9.15am&lt;/span&gt; my anaesthetic doctor came talking to me. She is one very funny person. As she was talking and explaining to me the mathematics vs the anaesthetic required to make me sleep and stuff, basically, trying to make me relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10am&lt;/span&gt; I was pushed officially into the operation theater now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOW I AM REALLY SCARED&lt;/span&gt;. I saw the tools, the equipments, I nearly fainted. I was about to tell Dr, no need the injection as I have fainted. Then, she came talking to me, I still can remember I was giggling when she talks to me before I really fainted off. Can you believe it? Minus the equipments and tools, the theater actually looks like a disco pub! They served different kind of music, up to Dr's mood !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr Bee: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No no, today not this music !! Change to something Jazz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurses: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But we don't have anything jazz today on the radio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr Bee:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Aiyo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;then something instrumental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;While the others trying to tune in to the right channel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr A (Anaesthetic):&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So Caren, don't worry, I am now going to pump the injection into here (some needles                                         that was earlier poked by the nurses), make your prayers, do anything your like, within                                           seconds you are suppose were be asleep already. Is this your first operation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yup... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr A:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Don't worry ok, I promise this is going to be very fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (damn scared already) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Alright, here we go..! Dr Bee, are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (panic) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ok Dr. A. How long will it take effect before I doze off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Dr A:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh.. less than 30 seconds. Infact.. now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (just nodding and I am seeing stars already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.45 Hrs later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dunno who:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Caren!! Caren !! Wake up !!! Caren !! Caren !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Opened my eyes look around, turn my head, and falls back to sleep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr Bee:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh no!! Keep trying !! wake her up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr A:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wake up Caren !! The operation is over, wake up wake up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Opened eyes) where am I? Who are you...? (then sleeps off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Caren !!! Please don't sleep !! Wake up!! Give me some signals you are conscious!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yeah Yeah...(eyes still closed, kinda annoyed as I was having a real sweet dream!!)... heard you...(feeling drowsy, I raised my hand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dunno Who:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;yes, yes... I am here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I want vomit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dunno Who:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(was kind enough to pass me something) ok, you vomit here. (that dunno who still help me                                     wiped my mouth leh! hehe, then I continue to vomit some more)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr Bee: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alright !! success...!! jot down the time. I declared the time now as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12.45pm. Ok Caren, this is        what I did...(he explains, my eyes closed, but half asleep still, only heard)...there will be a DVD for you too. I will come see you in the evening when you are awake. Alright she is ready to go !! (gives instruction to that dunno who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I was wheeled back to my ward, still feeling drowsy, heard some conversation, I think it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mum &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Waty&lt;/span&gt;, I just smile at both of them, waved then I slept through. Still don't feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5.55pm&lt;/span&gt; I finally awake from anaesthetic ! Now only I feel the pain (see, Laparoscopy not so horrible afterall!) can't move at all. The pain was REAL BAD, for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;. I decided to sleep some more. Then Wake up just in time for Doctor's inspection,he check check, commented some medicine to the nurse. Told me bout what he did, and say he found a cyst &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...yada yada&lt;/span&gt;.. and he asked me to sleep some more, he will come see me tomorrow. Later, he passed the DVD to my worried mom, when I saw her, she really looked so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Aya mommy, nothing la, Dr also say later I can eat lio ma...! You go home first, family need you back then"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eat what eat!!! you take this chance to lose weight !!! Padan muka !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and she finally relieved then! My Mom is cute. Despite she is dead worry, she still can make jokes!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't continue the following few days at Hospital. Basically, I was served like a Princess, and my meals... 5 stars ok!! The whole day's routine was : sleep, wake up, eat, TV, medicine, wake up, sleep. LOL How not to put on weight like this then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I had for meals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recap a bit... I can only remembered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; :- spaghetti cheese, chicken chop with fries, Fish porridge, chicken porridge (amazingly, tasted very good), oats with raisin (this is darn suck!), some malay food (not good, cos they mixed up my menu with the others), whole meal with butter &amp;amp; jam with choices of egg (since I am avoiding ugly scars, i didn't take the egg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these main course, comes with either :- fruits, yogurt, ice cream, fruit tart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND drinks either :- juices, soya, milo, coffee or tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND some appetizer alike. I don't know what it is called. that usually are juices/fruits/biscuit (funny huh) and my medicine! wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more could I ask for from Hospitals? Beside, everyday I had 5 meals. Breakfast, Lunch, Tea, Dinner, Supper. -.-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now the interesting part... the photos !!! [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Editor&lt;/span&gt;: I was particularly throwing up while watching the whole process of it !!! Gross...!!! Looking at the fats, that's what makes me determined to lost weigh more!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxbmdM0KqI/AAAAAAAAARw/cyGcBTcz8Z8/s1600-h/PICT0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxbmdM0KqI/AAAAAAAAARw/cyGcBTcz8Z8/s400/PICT0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232157583329208994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the cyst that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Dr Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; found. Gross.. maybe this is the one that cause the severe pains throughout the years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Bee burnt off these cyst. As I am typing now, I can imagine how painful it was, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;I was not on anaesthetic! The bigger white thing behind, is my right ovary. It look so small in my science book. but turned out to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL big here...!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxbNJ6MDlI/AAAAAAAAARo/JTtpgWrUWK8/s1600-h/PICT0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxbNJ6MDlI/AAAAAAAAARo/JTtpgWrUWK8/s400/PICT0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232157148654079570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok.. I am not good with photo editing yet (yet to learn, any one volunteer to teach? :D)&lt;br /&gt;Here, what you are seeing is the overall of the right ovary, attached is the "Y" tube. Saw the little cyst there? Is about 3cm big. Saw the blood inside a 'cup' look alike? I wonder what's that... maybe &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://bongblongblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dr Bong&lt;/a&gt; can answer me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxaxDjvAwI/AAAAAAAAARg/5s97pNIAdm0/s1600-h/PICT0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxaxDjvAwI/AAAAAAAAARg/5s97pNIAdm0/s400/PICT0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232156665912951554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And this? The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endometriosis"&gt;Endometriosis&lt;/a&gt; that was found. These snap shots taken from video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;The Aftermath of the operation? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- The stitches was taken out after a week of operation, it was pulled out, on the spot of check-up with no anaesthetic what so ever, just..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hold your breathe (pulls)".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.. -.-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;scars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;are ugly, to me. But credit to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dr Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for the neat stitches done, else I would have more bad scars. Really, he really did a good job, he make the scars so small that my mom thought I was bitten by a bug!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;three holes scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, almost 1 cm each, no photo on this, too ugly to post it up. But not a big damage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...but..I am a gal afterall... I already had enough bad scars on my body :*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Best Part (and don't get jealous of me!! wakaka) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;one month of MC !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sadly, I didn't fully used it. I was at home the 1st 2.5 week, working from home to be precise. My phone just kept ringing even during the admission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Since the operation so happened to be at the waist line, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;can't wear pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for these few weeks, hence the pleasure of working from home (where you can sneak to sleep and rest whenever is needed !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lala lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; this is heaven!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Of course... staying too long at home, is making me real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; now. I can't wait to go out !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- With God's grace... I am healing pretty fast now !! The surface is pretty all healed now... not sure bout the inside. I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And good night, I want to make full use of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ONE MONTH MC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; woohoo!!! Cherios !! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6716445-5631182690510346367?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/5631182690510346367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=5631182690510346367&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5631182690510346367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5631182690510346367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/08/endometriosis.html' title='Endometriosis &amp; 3N3D sleepless nights at Ampang Puteri Hospital'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJxbmdM0KqI/AAAAAAAAARw/cyGcBTcz8Z8/s72-c/PICT0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-5923619479614705029</id><published>2008-08-06T12:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:54:28.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Redeemer Lives - Team Hoyt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A very touching short clip of Incredible video about the relationship between a father and son.... and God's relationship with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to Mei Lin for sharing this wonderful message just as I was about to give up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="godtube" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJkj5GoQNkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/eBlz79czFoQ/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJkj5GoQNkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/eBlz79czFoQ/s400/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231251906106504770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Her Name? Mei Ling. Angel sent from God to comfort me, just there whenever I needed her. Her hidden talent is totally amazing. I love you, my dear good friend, Mei Ling!! *muacs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-5923619479614705029?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/5923619479614705029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=5923619479614705029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5923619479614705029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/5923619479614705029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-redeemer-lives-team-hoyt.html' title='My Redeemer Lives - Team Hoyt'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SJkj5GoQNkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/eBlz79czFoQ/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-2887892721205243511</id><published>2008-07-04T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:53:25.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiang Mai Trip Photos Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I very lazy to write about it. Here, some photos with captions for your pleasure viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: There are 3 cameras, but I only managed to get from one Camera. *sigh* that's the problem when you don't have your own Camera! *hint hint* :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go, If I am free and not feeling lazy, I will elaborate further on the places we visited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-12.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-12.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970207288082&amp;amp;site=widget-12.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970207288082&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-12.slide.com/p1/360287970207288082/ms_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970207288082&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-12.slide.com/p2/360287970207288082/ms_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970207288082&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-12.slide.com/p4/360287970207288082/ms_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-2887892721205243511?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/2887892721205243511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=2887892721205243511&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/2887892721205243511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/2887892721205243511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/07/chiang-mai-trip-photos-part-i.html' title='Chiang Mai Trip Photos Part I'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-2533772578869830149</id><published>2008-07-01T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:32:27.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujizat itu nyata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Falling in love with this song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yes.. God is good, all the time, AMEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Guy Version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/thhur_t5Oyg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/thhur_t5Oyg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Gal version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNhw2bfOAgk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNhw2bfOAgk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Acoustic Version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFu-5v81Jd4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SFu-5v81Jd4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mujizat Itu Nyata - Nikita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAK TERBATAS KUASA-MU TUHAN&lt;br /&gt;SEMUA DAPAT KAU LAKUKAN&lt;br /&gt;APA YANG KELIHATAN MUSTAHIL BAGIKU&lt;br /&gt;ITU SANGAT MUNGKIN BAGI-MU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFF :&lt;br /&gt;DI SAAT KU TAK BERDAYA&lt;br /&gt;KUASA-MU YANG SEMPURNA&lt;br /&gt;KETIKA KU PERCAYA&lt;br /&gt;MUJIZAT ITU NYATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUKAN KAR'NA KEKUATAN&lt;br /&gt;NAMUN ROH-MU YA TUHAN&lt;br /&gt;KETIKA KU BERDOA&lt;br /&gt;MUJIZAT ITU NYATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE :&lt;br /&gt;   MUJIZAT ITU DEKAT DI MULUTKU&lt;br /&gt;   DAN KU HIDUP OLEH PERCAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Story of the day:&lt;br /&gt;I was really down, and lost myself in everything... then My brother, Melvyn, (whom had always placed nice nice songs in the car, placed this very very good song in the CD), so happened I drove out the car tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder, why God appears especially when you are moody and down? You are wrong then, He appears, every day, watching you silently from far. He had tried talking to you, but you are the one allowing the devil to take control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allowed the devil took control this morning at work, end results ? I argued with BOCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have asked for forgiveness... I realized, how much God has been loving me, but I am the one that is not loving myself... end results ? I lost myself entirely. But.. because of His Love... I found myself, and I am giving in...everything onto His wonderful Hand. End Result? I have choose to close the chapter of BOCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....like this lor...heavy hearted... but time to let him go la. (Ps: I placed a book mark in his drawer a mth ago... he only realized it today, not by accident, but upon my announcement to him. So blur! lol) This is when, I know... is really time to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has The One, arranged for me, just not the right time yet, AMEN? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-2533772578869830149?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/2533772578869830149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=2533772578869830149&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/2533772578869830149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/2533772578869830149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/07/mujizat-itu-nyata.html' title='Mujizat itu nyata'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-4191351594604628545</id><published>2008-07-01T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:58:59.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PsalmToday's Verse : Psalm 7:1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; VERSE:&lt;br /&gt;   O LORD my God, I take refuge in you; save and deliver me from&lt;br /&gt;all who pursue me...&lt;br /&gt;    -- Psalm 7:1&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;a href="http://www.searchgodsword.org/desk/?query=Psalm+7:1" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.SearchGodsWord.org&lt;wbr&gt;/desk/?query=Psalm+7:1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT:&lt;br /&gt;   Who or what is pursuing you? Is it a past mistake? Is it an old&lt;br /&gt;enemy? Is it your conscience? Is it a nagging sense of guilt? Is it&lt;br /&gt;someone who wants to do you physical harm? Is it a physical&lt;br /&gt;illness? In the middle of all the storms and struggles of life,&lt;br /&gt;where do you go to find peace and security? There is only One who&lt;br /&gt;can be a true and lasting refuge. Just One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYER:&lt;br /&gt;   Father God, you are my refuge and source of strength when my&lt;br /&gt;courage is gone and my soul is weary. Please, dear Father, destroy&lt;br /&gt;all the forces and powers and enemies that pursue me and seek to&lt;br /&gt;take me captive and draw me away from you. In Jesus' name I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heartlight.org/cgi-shl/todaysverse.cgi?day=20080701" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.heartlight.org/cgi&lt;wbr&gt;-shl/todaysverse.cgi?day&lt;wbr&gt;=20080701&lt;/a&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/6716445-4191351594604628545?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/4191351594604628545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=4191351594604628545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4191351594604628545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4191351594604628545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/07/psalmtodays-verse-psalm-71.html' title='PsalmToday&apos;s Verse : Psalm 7:1'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-4273004006339219790</id><published>2008-06-26T23:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:29:39.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pimples'/><title type='text'>Girls' Nightmare - PIMPLES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Today, waking up feeling very grumpy, went to office, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;late as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my 5 pieces biscuit + Milo,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; common favorite, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring on the laptop for full focus of few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;then a teammate&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;walked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"WAH ! I want to PINCH!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Pinch what?" I freaked out with her scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"WHY???? -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SO BIG!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-.-"""""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ahh... then I pushed her away, continue my work. Later, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L, &lt;/span&gt;came in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"WAH!!!! So Big meh, how many days no sleep?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha, not big la, just few days didn't sleep well" I brushed her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;J, &lt;/span&gt;the loud speaker started noticing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"AH LENG !!! HAHAHA COME COME COME!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-""""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Later, came &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, A&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Aiyoyo...I feel like pinching it also la !!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Soon&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, V&lt;/span&gt;, also joined in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Yeah la, CANNOT tahan !!!! I WANT TO PINCH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And soon, all their hands were like coming close to my face, with the same thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;THEY WANT TO PINCH IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Nooo.... not my chubby face!!! BUT BUT BUT....&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Sooooo.... what's the huu haa all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;THIS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;GOODNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I tell you....every one in the office, repeated the same sentence THROUGHOUT the day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"COME !!! I WANT TO PINCH!!! JORR CANNOT TAHAN laaaaa!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO709bos5I/AAAAAAAAARI/d2Yv7c9PmnQ/s1600-h/PICT0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO709bos5I/AAAAAAAAARI/d2Yv7c9PmnQ/s400/PICT0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216219311943234450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I look very normal what. Just Chubby and lack of sleep causing the eye bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you say having pimples is normal? Yeah... pretty normal what. See again, small small only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... not like so mega huge that is blocking your view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, REALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NORMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;right right right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO7h93VzfI/AAAAAAAAARA/0Fc9FYMFzbI/s1600-h/PICT0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO7h93VzfI/AAAAAAAAARA/0Fc9FYMFzbI/s400/PICT0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216218985641922034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the attention of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be Frank lor... I don't understand why EVERY GAL cannot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; seeing Pimples on their face?&lt;br /&gt;They just want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;picit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it out! Their common answer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Cannot tahan la !!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not like my pimples is blocking your view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See See... quite big also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Adding on it's like right in the middle of my cheek! Quite an attention too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ya Meh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only one small small one mar. Every one is excited over it !! Didn't knew Pimples can attract attention. Unwanted attention -.-|||&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO7VAnlvVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BPeNWyVwA50/s1600-h/PICT0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO7VAnlvVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BPeNWyVwA50/s400/PICT0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216218763042864466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I used to have many many pimples on the face, like moon's surface. This one... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiyar...&lt;/span&gt;very small only ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;small matter only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, every one's attention just at that pimple on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice if I can attract guys by using the pimples! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at the cheek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Aiyar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is quarter closing. I get pimples every month, especially near PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... pimples are very normal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right right right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO6ojk_zrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4cBfYumaXOM/s1600-h/PICT0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 498px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO6ojk_zrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4cBfYumaXOM/s320/PICT0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216217999333117618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lalala, showing off my chubby cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK FINE !!!! Every one attention was on the pimples that was on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cheek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;making me frustrating !!! On and off they came on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;purpose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I tell you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ON PURPOSE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my cubicle, just to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they can have a chance to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;picit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it!! Argghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one notice, I also got another small small pimples by the lips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;ma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;lalala...^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-4273004006339219790?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/4273004006339219790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=4273004006339219790&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4273004006339219790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/4273004006339219790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/06/girls-nightmare-pimples.html' title='Girls&apos; Nightmare - PIMPLES!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SGO709bos5I/AAAAAAAAARI/d2Yv7c9PmnQ/s72-c/PICT0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-7651591217111686666</id><published>2008-06-17T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:52:44.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Technology Changes us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SFehJlDfdhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UqcMy7zXd9s/s1600-h/18202137.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SFehJlDfdhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UqcMy7zXd9s/s400/18202137.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212812279642289682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Got this is from my inbox. Is it ironic to see how Technology changed us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past, we work off our every single energy, just to get a 12" TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we Spent so much on the remote control that we have forgotten how much energy we left =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-7651591217111686666?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/7651591217111686666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=7651591217111686666&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7651591217111686666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7651591217111686666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-technology-changes-us.html' title='How Technology Changes us'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/SFehJlDfdhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UqcMy7zXd9s/s72-c/18202137.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-1830643637149308873</id><published>2007-09-18T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:29:39.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved !!</title><content type='html'>Ops! I have moved !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;katetricia.wordpress.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You may still leave comments or chats at tagboard. I still check occasionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I have too, imported the old entries over there. So you may see duplicates. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, links added are my favorite site links of reading, not necessary my friends (if cross path, I don't mind having them as friends! ;p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-1830643637149308873?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/1830643637149308873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=1830643637149308873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/1830643637149308873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/1830643637149308873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2007/09/moved.html' title='Moved !!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-6993580787496355855</id><published>2007-09-10T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T01:56:22.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Chats "Home to Friends"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Welcome to T-Chats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theme&lt;/strong&gt;: home to friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address&lt;/strong&gt;: 22 Jalan PJU 5/16, PJU 5&lt;br /&gt;Dataran Sunway&lt;br /&gt;Kota Damansara&lt;br /&gt;47810 Petaling Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel&lt;/strong&gt;: Sorry, forgot to take. Will update again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Specialty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;FOOD&lt;/strong&gt;: definite special. Try all of their lunch sets, is superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENVIRONMENT&lt;/strong&gt;: Romantic, nostalgia feel, feels like eating from home, sentimental &amp; relaxing, must check out all the photo frames on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I took some from my phone camera. Quality sucks, but overall the concept is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRICE RANGE:&lt;/strong&gt; RM 4 - RM 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARKING ISSUE&lt;/strong&gt;: Simply easy and is FOC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQgKgxWDEI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mHLhiASeACg/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108243242312666178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQgKgxWDEI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mHLhiASeACg/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had great lunch with &lt;strong&gt;Evon.&lt;/strong&gt; She called me out for lunch, wanting to share with me some issues she had over work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't notice this shop despite it's just a few blocks away from Church. *embrassed* Gotta admit, the outer design of the shop lot is not any &lt;em&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/em&gt; to brag about. But once you stepped inside, the inner design of the restaurant sure brings back lots of nostalgia. It holds tight on the theme "Home To Friends". I personally like the touch of music they aired throughout our dining. &lt;strong&gt;Mona - Dream to dreams.&lt;/strong&gt; Very Melanchony singer she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A GREAT PLACE FOR GATHERINGS! Or simply just want to hang out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a blast of good time spent, despite just two of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I personally enjoyed companions that's just two of us kind, it helps in quality time together =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Personal special thank you note to &lt;strong&gt;Evon Low:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you gal, for always trusting me with your innest feelings. Especially with your emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for calling me out for lunch today, I am sorry I haven't been patching up with you for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I realized, I too haven't had a good meal for a long time, I really enjoyed the lunch today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially the companion and laugthers you brought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for bringing cheers to my life just as I needed it most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks like I am the one that needed comfort, and not you! haha. Luv ya, gal. Always! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQf0gxWDDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dTOLfhfJgvI/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108242864355544114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQf0gxWDDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dTOLfhfJgvI/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is a nicely set up cutlery been laid up on the table. Personally like the especially neat table settings. My phone camera's quality not so good. These the best I could take! *&lt;em&gt;paiseh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQfgwxWDCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5c8ZDb2YqfE/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108242525053127714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQfgwxWDCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5c8ZDb2YqfE/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A very unique designed Menu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two types. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check it out, one is with the chopsticks paired together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The other is with the chopsticks separated by their front door advertisement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Funny thing is that, the waiter only recommends Set Lunchs! The whole menu consist of..err. 4 pages long inclusive of drinks? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set Lunch consist:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Main Dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Soup of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Drink of the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQe0gxWDBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4Nvy0YTvBwQ/s1600-h/DSC00390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108241764843916306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQe0gxWDBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4Nvy0YTvBwQ/s320/DSC00390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't make up my mind on what to ordered. So I had the &lt;em&gt;Lamb Shoulder Set Lunch&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Appetizer is actually on house today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Funky oyster with cheese *yummy* &amp; garlic bread with octopus sandwiched along with cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQefAxWDAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1MENtTwdA74/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108241395476728834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQefAxWDAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1MENtTwdA74/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soup of the day : Potatoe mushroom soup.&lt;br /&gt;A little out out for a soup. Kinda tasteless, overall is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQeTQxWC_I/AAAAAAAAAII/X7XoWK5yYmk/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108241193613265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQeTQxWC_I/AAAAAAAAAII/X7XoWK5yYmk/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Evon's&lt;/strong&gt; Set lunch, Black Pepper Chicken. Taste good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well marinated, not forgetting to mention it's pretty big piece too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQd2QxWC-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/J9HKUbb2GNQ/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108240695397059554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQd2QxWC-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/J9HKUbb2GNQ/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My lunchie !! haha&lt;br /&gt;Well done Lamb Shoulder with mint sauce. SUPERB! I haven't try such good lamb for a very long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This one sure wins my heart! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQdeQxWC9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/G-D4gaxoPYA/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108240283080199122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQdeQxWC9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/G-D4gaxoPYA/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh... lousy phone camera. I am just not good with digital stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Interior design of the restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQc0QxWC8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PVqLTPpUwAE/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108239561525693378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQc0QxWC8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PVqLTPpUwAE/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another corner of well designed interior. This one is actually a mini fountain with real good wine up top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQcdgxWC7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/7qHKs3sYdvI/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108239170683669426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQcdgxWC7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/7qHKs3sYdvI/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uniquely designed cashier counter. Amazingly, they prepared their drinks here too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another special touch of the dining, is that one side of the dining hall holds the concept of western, where else the other side (which is behind the cashier counter) brings out the beauty of Asean's design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQcCAxWC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/UkpAx4WxTno/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108238698237266850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQcCAxWC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/UkpAx4WxTno/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the things that attracted me. Each table settings are placed with different stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is one of the nicely arranged settings. (haha, others are just too lousy quality, sorry! ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQbrQxWC5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/mSc4_2vIHxk/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108238307395242898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQbrQxWC5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/mSc4_2vIHxk/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Personal touch. I really like this dry flower. It was placed inside a vase of coffee beans! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQbTgxWC4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hPQ9bBaIWbc/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108237899373349762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQbTgxWC4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hPQ9bBaIWbc/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The front part of the dining hall. Haha, guess we are the only two diners for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Some how,as the time past by, more and more customer came in to dine. Most, are regulars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Impressively, there is only one waiter serving, and he sure do a great job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would rate 10 out of 10 for his service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah, as we check out, I noticed our bills are not charged 5% gov tax nor 10% service charge thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I heard from another regular,they actually will refill our drinks without charge too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This place is definetely worth another visit !! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6716445-6993580787496355855?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/6993580787496355855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=6993580787496355855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/6993580787496355855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/6993580787496355855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2007/09/t-chats-home-to-friends.html' title='T-Chats &quot;Home to Friends&quot;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RuQgKgxWDEI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mHLhiASeACg/s72-c/DSC00394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-3317937046790016099</id><published>2007-08-23T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:15:31.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back!</title><content type='html'>Long wait huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly sorry for the super long long wait. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am back ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short summary of what happened these few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stuck with current job, happy with it. Ain't no complain. Except life balance is a little out. LOL&lt;br /&gt;2. Team mates are great. They are superb !! XOXO !&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting permanent brings the "summer" mood of me. Of course... "winter" mood does comes in. Will elaborate as you read on ;)&lt;br /&gt;4. Nope, I am still single. Haha, not so soon for marriage, perhaps when the right one comes!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Mentally &amp; Physically changed, but is for the best. (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your patience and keep-coming-back-checks !! *touched* Never thought there will be readers keep coming back!! You guys are z best !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recenctly, read a new friend's blog, kinda wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living in my own world for so long, is time to contribute back to the society, especially friends whom I neglected for such a long period of time. Sincerely apologize for this... I promise we will make up one day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, current job enrivonment lead me back into in-my-cave-mood. Been realy nasty recently, bad EQ control. Hence, I really want to thank all of you.. for being there just when I needed you. Especially my funny mood swings, you guys tolerated it !! thank you...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, so much to write about! So little time ! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune, I will be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-3317937046790016099?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/3317937046790016099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=3317937046790016099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3317937046790016099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/3317937046790016099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-7392632305288913125</id><published>2007-07-25T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:14:37.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miri Trip 22 July - 24 July, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Warning: Extreme Long Entry, hence slow loading&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Personal Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ley Chu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for organizing the Air-Asia tickets &amp; keeping my money. Also for her extreme tolerance with me. Not forgetting the well planned transport tru &amp;amp; flo from our houses to the Air-port.Thank you for her extreme patience despite I am all tight down with work, but she never complains. Instead, she will constant update me from the latest discussion.She too, introduced me to a whole new group of friends to me during this tip! Thank you for making this trip come a real good recharge break for me!! *muacs* luv ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Chew Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for her careful research made on making sure we have our accomodation taken care of. I was impressed by her constant updates and especially tedious itinerary sent every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Chiew Yee, Yoko, Ah Wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Thank you for making this trip a wonderful &amp; Joyful experience!Nice Meeting you guys too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WELCOME　ＴO MIRI, Borneo Sarawak!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;22nd July, 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rtjq8XHi4cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vd3Ypsh4FrE/s1600-h/IMG_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105088500343169474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rtjq8XHi4cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vd3Ypsh4FrE/s320/IMG_0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treetops-borneo.com/"&gt;Tree Top Lodge"&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;/em&gt;This is where we stay for the 1st night. It's real nice &amp; calm place which was located at one of the rural areas near Gua Niah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The first few hours, non of us are used to it, we just kept complaining how quiet &amp;amp; dead this place is and such. Gradually, I became to like this place. Not only for it's serenity, also for it's closeness it brings me to Mother Nature. I felt asleep shortly after we reached, while the others are busy taking the tour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ps: Pls take a tour at the website for more details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105087207558013346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjpxHHi4aI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_mYLcbRZ2FA/s320/DSCN5273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Beautiful Lily Pond that's well taken care.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rtjo7XHi4ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ECQsZ-6ImoA/s1600-h/DSCN5266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105086284140044690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rtjo7XHi4ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ECQsZ-6ImoA/s320/DSCN5266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Leychu resting on the hammock, can be found at the resting area. Courtesy of the Host&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjoXHHi4YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/znIOrXdxSW0/s1600-h/DSCN5269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105085661369786754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjoXHHi4YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/znIOrXdxSW0/s320/DSCN5269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Ahh.. This is the interesting Part. Open Air Bathroom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjnznHi4XI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7alu-ZsT4-o/s1600-h/DSCN5292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105085051484430706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjnznHi4XI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7alu-ZsT4-o/s320/DSCN5292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Chew Yan at the lower rate hostel, part of Tree Top's Property&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjnTnHi4WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jJWPWOjT_9A/s1600-h/DSCN5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105084501728616802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjnTnHi4WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jJWPWOjT_9A/s320/DSCN5310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The so-called Swimming Pool (behind LeyChu) haha, it's really small ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think is meant for the Host's Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjdUHHi4VI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Oy_ibYgbhUY/s1600-h/DSCN5313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105073515202273618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjdUHHi4VI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Oy_ibYgbhUY/s320/DSCN5313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: LeyChu with the engraved marking History of Tree Top's address &amp; Its date of built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjcN3Hi4UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ijktv6ytGus/s1600-h/dscn5324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105072308316463426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RtjcN3Hi4UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ijktv6ytGus/s320/dscn5324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: ahhh...Personal Liking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Art of Crabs' crawl from the beach near Tree Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Which requires 2km of walking to the beach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth693Hi4TI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tnuiS0I_nNU/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104965380810662194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth693Hi4TI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tnuiS0I_nNU/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: We reached at the wrong timing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was about to rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here is the capture of the beauty pre-rain fall's view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd July, 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth6jnHi4SI/AAAAAAAAAFs/U-kQPAMZdE0/s1600-h/102_1486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104964929839096098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth6jnHi4SI/AAAAAAAAAFs/U-kQPAMZdE0/s320/102_1486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a night of full rest, we are all ready for Gua Niah's Hiking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The map of Gua Niah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth4PHHi4PI/AAAAAAAAAFU/KGMmxz7wIf0/s1600-h/DSCN5334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104962378628522226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth4PHHi4PI/AAAAAAAAAFU/KGMmxz7wIf0/s320/DSCN5334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; River Crossing to the National Park of Gua Niah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: I am pointing to the broken string that Yoko broke as she stepped into the boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth30XHi4OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/M2rqjZhhOcw/s1600-h/DSCN5337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104961919067021538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth30XHi4OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/M2rqjZhhOcw/s320/DSCN5337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Ever famous Rattan Tree, resources of many beautifully made Cane Furnitures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth3Y3Hi4NI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vZTtJ9kcRNg/s1600-h/DSCN5342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104961446620618962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth3Y3Hi4NI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vZTtJ9kcRNg/s320/DSCN5342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh.. This is one interesting photo. Behind me, is a 90kg of Bat's poo poo @ The Locals' daily income.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They carried this bag every day up and down the hill (to-flo of 6km at least). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apparantly, these are used as fertilizer to the farmers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: Check out the Orang Asli's 6 pads! They don't need a gym!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth2s3Hi4MI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f1NXJejHoyc/s1600-h/DSCN5346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104960690706374850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth2s3Hi4MI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f1NXJejHoyc/s320/DSCN5346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Natural Hand Fan. It helps to bring the breeze, while chasing away the mosquitoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very Handy, especially when it rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth1_HHi4LI/AAAAAAAAAE0/U2xrbj9g8FE/s1600-h/DSCN5347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104959904727359666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth1_HHi4LI/AAAAAAAAAE0/U2xrbj9g8FE/s320/DSCN5347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: A few hundred years old tree. Locals used these trees for almost everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usually used to built the Long houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth1kHHi4KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rOQl0FAPJLc/s1600-h/DSCN5350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104959440870891682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth1kHHi4KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rOQl0FAPJLc/s320/DSCN5350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Group Picture.  Fr Left: Chew Yan, Chiew Yee, Ley Chu, Yoko, Wing Mei &amp; Tour Guide, Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth0z3Hi4JI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ohCUoaRwAw4/s1600-h/DSCN5353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104958611942203538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth0z3Hi4JI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ohCUoaRwAw4/s320/DSCN5353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Natural Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kenneth says, these trees actually contains water. When one is stucked in the jungle, just watch out for this tree, cut open and thou shall find water resource in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Warning, some look-alike tree are actually poisonous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth0OnHi4II/AAAAAAAAAEc/Wgy1TK7mLzc/s1600-h/DSCN5355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104957971992076418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth0OnHi4II/AAAAAAAAAEc/Wgy1TK7mLzc/s320/DSCN5355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Part of the broken path, on the way to Gua Niah. Government are replacing some broken path already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104963525384790274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rth5R3Hi4QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zcvlfa9dgJk/s320/IMG_0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Beauty of Mother Nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Personal thanks to all photographer, they took many shots just to get the right one!! =) haha usual, I am the only one without camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthzt3Hi4HI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t6muIusp-eU/s1600-h/DSCN5372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104957409351360626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthzt3Hi4HI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t6muIusp-eU/s320/DSCN5372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Locals daily income. The beauty of handmade crafts. Beading reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;Shirt-leet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthy2HHi4FI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YlNFCA6DfOA/s1600-h/DSCN5373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104956451573653586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthy2HHi4FI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YlNFCA6DfOA/s320/DSCN5373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The Origin Path. You can find such paths half of the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthyWnHi4EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ArnCXoKuYts/s1600-h/DSCN5379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104955910407774274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthyWnHi4EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ArnCXoKuYts/s320/DSCN5379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The Upgrading path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They are waiting for me. As usual, not tough physically, I took my time to walk at this narrow path. Of course, I am scared too. Imagine this, you gotta walk on such path for at least 2 KM &amp; it's like 3-storey tall from the base of the path!! I am scared of heights ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthxXHHi4CI/AAAAAAAAADs/E99iaOlvvYY/s1600-h/DSCN5383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104954819486081058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthxXHHi4CI/AAAAAAAAADs/E99iaOlvvYY/s320/DSCN5383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Welcome to the very 1st Long House found from Gua Niah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind me, is the origin wood structure of Long House. The others are too busy taking photos! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthw63Hi4BI/AAAAAAAAADk/9eKVGOp2I0M/s1600-h/DSCN5402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104954334154776594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthw63Hi4BI/AAAAAAAAADk/9eKVGOp2I0M/s320/DSCN5402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Locals' income! hehe, yup! These are the Bat's poo poo, which Locals sell it as fertilizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthwU3Hi4AI/AAAAAAAAADc/TxH2kQl0XfM/s1600-h/DSCN5411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104953681319747586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthwU3Hi4AI/AAAAAAAAADc/TxH2kQl0XfM/s320/DSCN5411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The Journey continues to the next Cave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthvrXHi3_I/AAAAAAAAADU/Lgqf4bLFjWM/s1600-h/DSCN5416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104952968355176434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthvrXHi3_I/AAAAAAAAADU/Lgqf4bLFjWM/s320/DSCN5416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Archeology Site. Quite small place for a research though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthvQnHi3-I/AAAAAAAAADM/zCEPAvGOcpw/s1600-h/DSCN5420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104952508793675746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthvQnHi3-I/AAAAAAAAADM/zCEPAvGOcpw/s320/DSCN5420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Proud me standing by the entrance of Niah Cave! haha, I can't believe I DID IT there with no tireness or sore legs or what-so-ever! The others are all trained before they came. So, these are just peanuts to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthuqnHi39I/AAAAAAAAADE/6gkKfM0nqOs/s1600-h/DSCN5446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104951855958646738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthuqnHi39I/AAAAAAAAADE/6gkKfM0nqOs/s320/DSCN5446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The trails of Bats' Nests. It smells really bad in here actually. It still impresses me how National Geographic ppl sacrifies their life just to show us beautiful shootings! These nests are so high up and it's just to dangerous to climb around. We caught this by the side of the cave. Hence you can't really notice the Bats. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthuRXHi38I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_aUXvlA1pQE/s1600-h/DSCN5453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104951422166949826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthuRXHi38I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_aUXvlA1pQE/s320/DSCN5453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Yoko &amp; Ley Chu, Taking a rest at the rest stop. You can find a few decent built rest stops along the way too! Please be kind to Mother Nature, and make sure you bring your rubbish back and not throw it by the rest stops despite rubbish bins are provided. This will help lessen the burdens of the Locals to ensure the cleaniness of the Cave. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthrx3Hi37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/2JNfW9kTTw8/s1600-h/DSCN5458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104948681977814962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthrx3Hi37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/2JNfW9kTTw8/s320/DSCN5458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mega Huge Pandan Leaf! You can find these along the paths. Since I am not taking photos, I took the advantage on sight seeing the beauty of Mother Nature. If you to zoom in, you can actually see the mega huge pandan leaf's plant by my left side! This is to proof that one leave is actually as tall as my height! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthranHi36I/AAAAAAAAACs/0m-zeL-qsAs/s1600-h/DSCN5454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104948282545856418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthranHi36I/AAAAAAAAACs/0m-zeL-qsAs/s320/DSCN5454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Happy Wing resting, she is bubbly hehe. Which is good, it helps bring up the cheerfulness! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind, Kenneth taking his puff again. Very kind of him to sponsor us natural energy booster, Bananas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It puzzled me how he keep up his stamina while he kept taking puff every half hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthpdnHi34I/AAAAAAAAACc/epgpJ_lU01g/s1600-h/DSCN5467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104946135062208386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthpdnHi34I/AAAAAAAAACc/epgpJ_lU01g/s320/DSCN5467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yoko is happy! Behind her is the entrance of Painting Cave. The view from here is spectaculus! It is really awesome! You get to view the whole jungle here and part of others cave too. Sadly... our cameras can't support on taking a good shot here.. this are the best we could take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthpEnHi33I/AAAAAAAAACU/6_zK11OaEj0/s1600-h/DSCN5476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104945705565478770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthpEnHi33I/AAAAAAAAACU/6_zK11OaEj0/s320/DSCN5476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Tired Chew Yan. Poor gal got bitten by mosquitoes. She has extremely sensitive skin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthoVHHi32I/AAAAAAAAACM/ucbOc921iRM/s1600-h/DSCN5479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104944889521692514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthoVHHi32I/AAAAAAAAACM/ucbOc921iRM/s320/DSCN5479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Myself and Chiew Yee. She is really adventurous! I remembered she was sharing her experience climbing all sorts of cave/mountains throughout the whole journey from KL with the others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is one experienced climber! Learnt a few tips from her too! Glad to meet you! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthn73Hi31I/AAAAAAAAACE/emicXt3dsbc/s1600-h/DSCN5488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104944455729995602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthn73Hi31I/AAAAAAAAACE/emicXt3dsbc/s320/DSCN5488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh.. another favourite picture taken! This was taken as we are returning back. I was stepping on the ground that shaped like a moon's surface. Best shot we could took. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am all sweaty and tired by now, but sure is a good experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That reminds me, I need start training for Northern Thai Ministry too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthncXHi30I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4uP4w5lmDG4/s1600-h/DSCN5490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104943914564116290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthncXHi30I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4uP4w5lmDG4/s320/DSCN5490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Congratulations all for completing the journey of Niah Cave!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic:Group pictures of the 6 of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th July 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically we just went for a City Tour, Souvenir Hunting &amp;  Sea food at Restaurant Tanjung for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Due to time rush, not much pictures taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthmjnHi3zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pr3W15nO8JM/s1600-h/DSCN5492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104942939606540082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthmjnHi3zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pr3W15nO8JM/s320/DSCN5492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We been searching High &amp; Low for this dish called...err... &lt;em&gt;"Rojak Yam &amp;amp; Udang"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indeed, a very special dish, which was recommended by Yoko's friend. Worth trying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthknXHi3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/b_-XFYRTHIM/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104940805007793954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthknXHi3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/b_-XFYRTHIM/s320/IMG_0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ever famous, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miri"&gt; Miri City Fan &lt;/a&gt;. Due to time constrain, I only get to see 1% of this park. This is a very special park to reflect the multi-racial of Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthj1HHi3xI/AAAAAAAAABk/FmTTiZSeSIw/s1600-h/DSCN5506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104939941719367442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthj1HHi3xI/AAAAAAAAABk/FmTTiZSeSIw/s320/DSCN5506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like this post, though I look horrible fat &amp; messy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthjbnHi3wI/AAAAAAAAABc/YjRk9vBKvdc/s1600-h/DSCN5507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104939503632703234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthjbnHi3wI/AAAAAAAAABc/YjRk9vBKvdc/s320/DSCN5507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Myself &amp; Chiew Yee by the Sea Horse. Did you know that sea horses goes in a Pair? The male sea horse will always tag the female sea horse, just to protect her and the babies too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthjCHHi3vI/AAAAAAAAABU/BG40fWtCl_c/s1600-h/DSCN5515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104939065546039026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthjCHHi3vI/AAAAAAAAABU/BG40fWtCl_c/s320/DSCN5515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind me, is the view of Miri City. A City filled with wealth. I was astonished by the big big houses all the way. You can just find any nicely built bungalows almost every where! Far left behind me, is the Beverly Hills of Miri. Far Right behind me, is where the Shell station is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthis3Hi3uI/AAAAAAAAABM/7wbr1hamL54/s1600-h/DSCN5518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104938700473818850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthis3Hi3uI/AAAAAAAAABM/7wbr1hamL54/s320/DSCN5518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A more serene view of Miri City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthh_nHi3tI/AAAAAAAAABE/NS_HDTppMZA/s1600-h/DSCN5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104937923084738258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthh_nHi3tI/AAAAAAAAABE/NS_HDTppMZA/s320/DSCN5529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20file=" 2007="" 6="" 4="" vm07features="" sec="visitmsia07_features"&gt;http://allmalaysia.info/visitmalaysia2007/story.asp?file=/2007/6/4/vm07features/17887911&amp;sec=visitmsia07_features"&gt; The Grand Old Lady &lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miri’s first oil well stands stately at museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: Click link for more info&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthhMnHi3sI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nGEUFbbWMjo/s1600-h/DSCN5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104937046911409858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthhMnHi3sI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nGEUFbbWMjo/s320/DSCN5523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Standing on the still active First Oil Well in Malaysia Drilled by Cable Tool Method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthdvnHi3rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xmhE7Dpf5bU/s1600-h/DSCN5527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104933250160320178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthdvnHi3rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xmhE7Dpf5bU/s320/DSCN5527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The brief History of The Grand Old Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthddXHi3qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Y3oirws-Iqs/s1600-h/DSCN5530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104932936627707554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthddXHi3qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Y3oirws-Iqs/s320/DSCN5530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=7392632305288913125"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museum.sarawak.gov.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.museum.sarawak.gov.my/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Petroleum Museum ", Interesting place for history on Petroleum. It's a must to go for people whom really truly want to understand how petroleum are processed. Also not forgetting those who enjoyes all kinds of physics theory, this is a must place for you too! FYI, is FOC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthdAXHi3pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D5BwLf0jMHM/s1600-h/DSCN5531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104932438411501202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthdAXHi3pI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D5BwLf0jMHM/s320/DSCN5531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Experiencing the earthquake from Kelisa. I now understand how much fear one person will faced when earthquake comes. This is one must try item in the Museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthbkXHi3oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zO7aLJtSlw/s1600-h/DSCN5532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104930857863536258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthbkXHi3oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zO7aLJtSlw/s320/DSCN5532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Chiew Yee doing the "Caren, stop playing" recording on the Principle on how voices are recorded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's pretty interesting as this is the same method how soldiers communicated during the war times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthaz3Hi3nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TTbh9J-PuhM/s1600-h/DSCN5538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104930024639880818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rthaz3Hi3nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TTbh9J-PuhM/s320/DSCN5538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Leychu modelling with the Petroleum Drill Method model. You can view the real thing near Shell Plantation area. Is really huge project. I wonder how many people's life has been sacrificed for this project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once we are done with the Historical places, we reached our last stop before having our Seafood dinner, as the gals needed to get some Bird Nest. I am not Bird Nest person, I gotta admit those sales gals have real good complexion! Hmm..Bird Nest really give thaose? hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the gals are being explained how to choose high quality Bird Nest and how not to be conned, some thing really caught my attention. One big big big bag of over-grown mushrooms that was imported from Japan! Haha I can't help it, and asked if I could take picture with it!!! Just soooo cute !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: In the end, each of us got at least 2 big pieces of these Mushrooms that equals half bag sold to us! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthabHHi3mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0j1aIcHLpcg/s1600-h/DSCN5540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104929599438118498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/RthabHHi3mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0j1aIcHLpcg/s320/DSCN5540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pic: Myself posing with two randomly choose over-grown mushrooms imported from Japan ^^&lt;/em&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-7392632305288913125?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/7392632305288913125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=7392632305288913125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7392632305288913125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/7392632305288913125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2007/07/miri-trip-22-july-24-july-2007.html' title='Miri Trip 22 July - 24 July, 2007'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3LM1sE4XX4/Rtjq8XHi4cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vd3Ypsh4FrE/s72-c/IMG_0484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-2208962416624641189</id><published>2007-03-05T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:34:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>Wow.. too many at one time !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Howie &amp; Shirley!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to March Babies !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-2208962416624641189?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/2208962416624641189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=2208962416624641189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/2208962416624641189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/2208962416624641189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthdays.html' title='Happy Birthdays!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-2759669572531334660</id><published>2007-02-12T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T12:51:52.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L O S T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I noticed I havent been writing for long now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many things had happened since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just don't know how to share any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgive me for not able to open up at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hence, as off now, this blog will be dead till further notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for your loyal visits &amp;amp; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Check check!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just wondering any one still reading this blog ...@-^.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me see what I have missed out here. A lot of updates, not sure where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Merdeka break was good, at least I am having a break from all the work stress. FYI, been working late for the past few weeks and I am definetely exhausted. Went picnic (&lt;em&gt;yes picnic)&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;Cell Group (CG)&lt;/strong&gt; member at Taman Jaya. (&lt;em&gt;yes..Taman Jaya, smelly old pond)&lt;/em&gt; suprisingly that park is not that bad as I thought so! It's well maintained, and we even got a very shady seat. The members made sandwiches, sushis, sates, some snacks..etc. I the lazy one, brought drinks. hehe, just grab and bring . =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Food was good. Weather was extremely good too. The companions were superb. I haven't had picnic for years now, and feels good ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After picnic was another round of &lt;em&gt;Karaoke &lt;/em&gt;session. Gosh, I haven't really sing.. and mind you, &lt;em&gt;I can't sing&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't sing much as I know I would spoil the crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many of the member suprised me that day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peili&lt;/strong&gt; suprised me with her cutey voice, and man she really can sing. I love her voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raymond&lt;/strong&gt; as usual, sung his favourite series of Jap Oldies. Something unusual, but enjoyable =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephen&lt;/strong&gt; showed off his high tone yet powerful stable voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't really paying attention to what he sings, so kinda disappointed with his voice though I really enjoy listening to him sing. He got a heart smoothing voice :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow&lt;/strong&gt; sang well with &lt;strong&gt;Peili&lt;/strong&gt; too! &lt;strong&gt;Snow&lt;/strong&gt; need to get warmed up only can hear her beauty voice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course, &lt;strong&gt;Leychu&lt;/strong&gt; didn't really sing much. Guess not her right gang of friends to party with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My day didn't end there, I later accompany &lt;strong&gt;Leychu&lt;/strong&gt; to lowyat to get her things done. Shop shop, kap chai abit lol. I still find the salesman from one of the shop cute despite becoming a regular there (thanks to chuchu :p hehe). He is a nice guy, young and naive. Too bad, I am getting old and chunky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't recall how long we shopped there. By the time I reached home, I was dead tired. Feeling so reluntant to work the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though I am all soooo worn out, but the day is well worth spent! I really enjoyed it very much!! *^-^* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: Just a add on note, some where this time of last year, If not mistaken I am partying with Emily &amp; Amy Muiz at Bangsar! And this merdeka, I am feeling too old to party! lol. Hey Muizie, miss ya heaps ;) and sistha, love you tonnes too!! *muacs* &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/6716445-115744148819301371?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115744148819301371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=115744148819301371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115744148819301371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115744148819301371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-checkone-two-check-check.html' title='Blog Check..one two check check!!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-115632376389795853</id><published>2006-08-23T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T17:02:43.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>朋友是什麼呢</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/6D%20gathering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/6D%20gathering.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;朋友是什麼呢 ....&lt;br /&gt;我常常問著自己...&lt;br /&gt;朋友在我心裡面一直佔有..很重很重的份量喔..&lt;br /&gt;我很在乎你們是我的朋友,很珍惜很珍惜你們.不希望你們突然消失了.&lt;br /&gt;我不喜歡打電話給你們...&lt;br /&gt; 並不是代表..不想理你..而且我怕吵到忙碌的你...&lt;br /&gt;我可是常常寄不錯的MAIL給你,&lt;br /&gt;因為我一直在乎著你呢..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-115632376389795853?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115632376389795853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=115632376389795853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115632376389795853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115632376389795853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_23.html' title='朋友是什麼呢'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-115484404294413432</id><published>2006-08-06T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:00:42.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>思念的滋味</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/pic15457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/pic15457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 人生就像一列急馳的火車機遇和緣分會讓許多素昧平生的乘客在旅途中相遇、相識、相交、相知多變的人生，生活的繽紛構成人生一幅流動的風景人生如花，就讓那花永遠微笑著在人海中淡淡地綻放，播撒她的芬芳&lt;br /&gt;夜，靜悄悄風，輕悠悠躲在樹後屏息傾聽它聽見了我的心跳我不知道，是不是春天已悄悄地來到當我激越地迎接時，腳步卻遲疑了&lt;br /&gt;多少個黑夜，我不停捫心自問不知我的心在為誰心跳也不知為什麼我變得那樣的不寧，那樣的易於懷想自從在茫茫網海中與你相識你的名字就鐫刻在我的心中你是春天溫情又柔和的風輕輕地吹到了我的懷中把我的心吹動&lt;br /&gt;在我起伏的山崗上淙淙地淌過我居然無法讓你作分秒的停留但願你的明眸能洞穿我屏蔽的思緒願你深藏的壑思能讀解我心波瀾不興的漣漪並能接納我如蓮般盛開的心事……人生年輪上鐫刻許多酸甜苦辣的感情而感情是生命在世界上存在的支撐點&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真摯的情感是最美麗的一個小小的問候，一份深深的懷念一片濃濃的情意，一次甜甜的回憶我每天都在靜靜地期盼著你的佳音等候著你的到來記得在那默默的瞬間你悄悄地把我的心拿走從此，熱血沸騰的心就交給了你但願你能領略我心中的芬芳直到永遠&lt;br /&gt;黑夜，像是一張永遠也無法穿透的網當我沉寂已久的心掀起一陣折騰的喧響和伴生的煩惱時我最渴望的，你能變成一張網把我迷失在水裡的心撈起靜謐的天宇，每顆星都有自已的軌跡願我們在生活中找到自已的最佳位置心目中的世界也許會變得和諧而安寧&lt;br /&gt;我已習慣把自已的心思寫成片片飛鴻我相信，當這飛鴻到達彼岸的時候另一顆善良的心一定會給我最真摯、最深情的祝福你用心靈，彈拔著我的心弦我聽到我的心在愛裡蕩漾我聽到了人類最美的旋律……我會用彩雲編織美麗繾綣的夢境彙成一首詩篇，朝朝暮暮伴隨你、祝福你！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讓我們天各一方默默地回想那些流逝的美好時辰無論天涯海角請記住，還有一個我開卷有益在默默地思念著你！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-115484404294413432?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115484404294413432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=115484404294413432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115484404294413432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115484404294413432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='思念的滋味'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-115441767741657014</id><published>2006-08-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T15:34:37.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A need for Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道該如何訴說...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道該如何接受...這個社會是如何去評斷一個人自我..我不知道該如何擁有...我不知道該如何推託..這個世界有誰才能真正進入我心中..塵世間過多的對與錯..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人們太多的是非沉默...我該如何才能不在言不由衷..我該如何才能擺脫人情過錯..我想徹底擺脫..&lt;br /&gt;我要擁有自由..&lt;br /&gt;為何總是綑綁住我...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何謂心　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何謂意　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何謂愛情何謂因　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何謂果　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何謂報應忘卻夢　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;憶起風　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拋棄因果&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-115441767741657014?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115441767741657014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=115441767741657014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115441767741657014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115441767741657014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/08/need-for-freedom.html' title='A need for Freedom'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-115399210343687995</id><published>2006-07-27T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:32:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要謝謝你 讓我不孤單 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我要謝謝你 讓我的信箱有信可以收 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我要謝謝你 讓我無聊寂寞時有人可以說說話&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我要謝謝你 讓我心情激動難過時有人安慰我&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我要謝謝你 讓我有好東西有人可以分享&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我要謝謝你 一路走來有你們真好 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-115399210343687995?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115399210343687995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=115399210343687995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115399210343687995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115399210343687995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-115046645435630804</id><published>2006-06-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:00:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's love? What's there to call a home where there is no love at all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's respect? What's there to declared respects where there is ugly names calling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;what's home? I have lost them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I borned in the right family? I don't think so. Given a chance to move out, I would. The least it solved half of the problem. Having me disappear will solve the whole problem entirely. They no need me. All they wanted from me is my money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take it and leave me alone. Even friends called me ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The closest I have to heart is no one.. Not even God. I can't feel Him nor hear Him. I don't deserved to be His children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shouldn't I be gone physically now? Haven't I make other suffered enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-115046645435630804?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115046645435630804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=115046645435630804&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115046645435630804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/115046645435630804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-ugly.html' title='I am ugly'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114827175702970925</id><published>2006-05-22T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:22:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have forgetten..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How to maintain a friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;How to make others happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;How to love some one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;How to adapt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I could learn how to get out of my own thoughts and start learning how to again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114827175702970925?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114827175702970925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114827175702970925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114827175702970925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114827175702970925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-forgetten.html' title='I have forgetten..'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114796627692568734</id><published>2006-05-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:33:33.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Trip to Jejanrom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello all ! haha sorry for not writing. Been busy. Busy with what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Work, work and more work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life suddenly seem so lifeless as I dont have any social life any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God I still have a group of great Cell Group members around to support me!!*muaks to all*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;Ley Chu&lt;/strong&gt; too for taking effort to oranize a day trip to her kampong. I personally enjoyed it very much. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And also Thank you very much for telling me that we are going hiking!! I was like all dressed up for sports, and when she turned up at my place, she was all in shopping entire !! *gerams* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We started off journey by picking everyone from PJ to LRT station to Pyramid to Shah Alam, only to Jejanrom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had &lt;em&gt;Hokkien Mee Sua&lt;/em&gt; as breakfast. Something quite different from what the &lt;em&gt;Foochow&lt;/em&gt; would offer. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later on, we visited &lt;strong&gt;Leychu's&lt;/strong&gt; grandma place and this toddler caught my eye by 'banging himself' on my leg. He is soooo cute and adorable!! Please to present &lt;strong&gt;JiaQuan!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here, this cute toddle named &lt;strong&gt;Jia Quan&lt;/strong&gt;, it's nephew of &lt;strong&gt;Ley Chu.&lt;/strong&gt; I find him extremely adorable especially when he starts showing his cheeky expressions. I fell in love with him straight away!! hahah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;a kid lover I am. Not a good mother though. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*cheese* !! hahaha he is trying to make a cheeky face again! His bad &lt;strong&gt;Aunty Ley Chu&lt;/strong&gt; is forcing him to do "kelian" look. Too bad, he is enjoying the icecream so much so that he don't bother to take command! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, I really like this kid. He can even winkz non stop! and and the best part of all is his monkey face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; "Ish.. don't disturb me, please let me eat in peace!!" cries little &lt;strong&gt;JiaQuan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN0523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; Noticed the icecream cone is extremely short? &lt;strong&gt;LeyChu&lt;/strong&gt; bite off half of it and feed him the rest, so mean of her :p of course, he still enjoys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After breakfast of hot hot &lt;em&gt;Hokkien Mee Sua&lt;/em&gt;, we headed to the temple. Believe it or not? This kid at age 1, could understand a few of the prayers !!! He sure knows how to &lt;em&gt;Bai Bai&lt;/em&gt; too. What impressed me is when you asked him where is the Buddha, he could point to you accurately. He impresses me further by poiting to me the joystick, then to the Buddha, followed by the gesture of praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like Father Like Son? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I personally love this picture !! &lt;strong&gt;Marcus&lt;/strong&gt; seem to be clicking well with kids! And that really suprised me a lot a lot!!! I never thought a guy, esp a shy guy like him would love kids so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;See how well both of them clicked to each other =) Same hairstyle, same smile &amp; same color of shirt too! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have put on so much of weight just in weeks !!! Next to me is leng lui &lt;strong&gt;Grace. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out her boobs! haha she got big boobs *drools* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;She is one of my Community Sociology friends, very understanding and helpful gal too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks gal for everything that day. Especially love your companion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am such a fool for not getting to know you better earlier! You are so much fun to be with! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1849.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A total comparison of a fat gal and a pretty gal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Noticed my blueblack by the knee? Hmm.. I don't recall how I got the bruises from. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1850.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just me and &lt;strong&gt;JiaQuan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN0518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy little family of Community Sociology 15 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From left: &lt;em&gt;Grace, Leychu,Rachel &amp; Prisca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1852.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another happy little family photo, but with &lt;strong&gt;JiaQuan &amp; Marcus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha don't ask what am I doing. I was all too bored waiting for the others to finish their prayers. And &lt;strong&gt;JiaQuan&lt;/strong&gt; already sticking to &lt;strong&gt;Marcus&lt;/strong&gt; then. So there, a self taken monkey look! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta admit the temple was well touched up. Supposely to take photo here and there, I just don't have the energy. After sending &lt;strong&gt;JiaQuan&lt;/strong&gt; back to his grandma, we headed for ever well known &lt;strong&gt;Beggar's chicken&lt;/strong&gt; at erm.. don't know what's that place called. hahaha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I understand from &lt;strong&gt;Leychu&lt;/strong&gt; we actually need to call and book in advance for the courses or else they don't serve adhoc dishes. What's so special bout this place? Apparently, their popular dishes like &lt;strong&gt;Beggar's chicken, beggar's pork, beggar's duck..etc&lt;/strong&gt; was cook under hot sands that is been heated up by hot charcoals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We tried the &lt;strong&gt;beggar's chicken, pork, traditional fish (with no bones served, yet in a complete fish shape), kai lan &amp; pork leg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had fun laughing at how &lt;strong&gt;Rachel &amp;amp; Prisca&lt;/strong&gt; was jumping up onto the bench when the dogs come close to us. We were all too busy shoo-ing the dogs for both of them that non of us remembered to take the dishes look-like. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1862.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A very nice seat by the swamp where u can actually see &lt;em&gt;Human-head-fish, colorful crabs, red crabs&lt;/em&gt; and a lot of swamp trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;From left: &lt;em&gt;Marcus, Myself, Prisca, Grace (hidden), Rachel &amp; Leychu&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(picture taken on a self timer mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1864.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoying every bit of the pork stomach soup.Not so great compare to aunt's. Just pretending looking good for the sake of taking photo la :p hahaha jk jk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not so delicous la, but can tahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1866.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh no!!" - caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1882.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lunch was not so delicious as I expected. Personally I enjoyed the laughters and companion more than the food. The food is really lousy though. Any how, still need to thank &lt;strong&gt;Leychu&lt;/strong&gt; for taking her time to organize the lunch. It was a good experience by the swamp tree, and seeing how they cook the beggar chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a short visit to &lt;strong&gt;Morib Beach.&lt;/strong&gt; Sure is a malay place. &lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; was too excited upon seeing bubble-bubble sold by the stall nearby. Being a marketer herself, she managed to get her deal by RM 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Simple yet complicated gal she is, easily satisfied by the little things too. She is all so engrossed into her bubble-bubble game ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 mins of bubble-bubble buy her eternity happiness ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"la la la la! 15mins of game = my eternity happiness!" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morib was so so. As we are about to go home, &lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; suddenly suggested that we shall eat at her place and she will cook! &lt;strong&gt;Grace&lt;/strong&gt; was teasing at her ability of cooking. &lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; sure has impressed us by her grocery shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shortly after an hour of preparation, viola dinner is served on the table!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out all the dishes served! I didn't knew she could cook that well too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/DSCN1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/DSCN1895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks alot gals for everything!! I appreciated everything. The companion, the food, the time spent... you guys made me felt like a big family!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks extended specially to &lt;strong&gt;Grace: for taking her time to join us; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel for all the lovely food cook &amp; her sweet singing;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Leychu for being the driver of the day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marcus for taking time to con me :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Prisca for footing out the bill in advance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114796627692568734?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114796627692568734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114796627692568734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114796627692568734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114796627692568734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-trip-to-jejanrom.html' title='Day Trip to Jejanrom'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114456657305192456</id><published>2006-04-09T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:11:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted. Dead or Alive !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Picture%20089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Picture%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one seen this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name Andy Boo @ Aunty Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one seen him ask him contact me immediately. 012 356 0676&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want him dead or alive !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114456657305192456?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114456657305192456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114456657305192456&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114456657305192456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114456657305192456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/04/wanted-dead-or-alive.html' title='Wanted. Dead or Alive !'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114337792013089704</id><published>2006-03-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:58:40.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Img215499446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Img215499446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&gt; New Part time job: &lt;strong&gt;Synergy Worldwide Employee. (&lt;a href="http://www.synergyworldwide.com"&gt;www.synergyworldwide.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing much. Investment.MLM.Products. Interested to invest ? Give me a chance to tell u the benefits of this investment then =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&gt; Full time work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Progressing well. Familliarizing with things around. Stress level maintains but manageable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&gt; Health:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Detoriating. The whole cycle thing came back. Vomit, faints, no appetitie, moody, bloated stomach, pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feddup. Even more feddup when doctors say "I don't know what's wrong". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&gt; Personal feeling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some times, being lonely is good. Any room for rent that's cheap? less than RM100 per month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess it will be long long long long long time period I will think of marriage and settle down. Perhaps when I am 40 first then. I am still waiting for Pikey's turn first ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114337792013089704?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114337792013089704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114337792013089704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114337792013089704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114337792013089704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114287591181218471</id><published>2006-03-21T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T01:31:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Team Mates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry guys for not updating often. Just a short entry =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Roshini"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Roshini%27s%20bday%20present%202006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one lovely gift from &lt;strong&gt;Roshini's&lt;/strong&gt; bf. My new colleague. I personally like this basket of roses with the bears. hehe. We celebrated her birthday at Italliannis on 17/03/2006. The lunch was good, but very pricey. *sob sob* That means I am broke also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just before that week, we celebrated &lt;strong&gt;Lee Qwee's &lt;/strong&gt;birthday!! =) they both shared the same months birthday. We had a simple celebration for &lt;strong&gt;Lee Qwee,&lt;/strong&gt;  only a cake from Secret Recipe. Delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Roshini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Roshini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here it is, the lovely owner of the roses. She is &lt;strong&gt;Roshini.&lt;/strong&gt; A very helpful gal whom is always willing to help even though I had bugged her so much. Sorry Rosh, didn't mean to be so irritating. You are really kind to help in!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/SPC%20Team%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/SPC%20Team%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of my lovely teammates. Another part went missing, and &lt;strong&gt;Lee Qwee&lt;/strong&gt;  is holding the camera.. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left(standing): Roshini, Ainatul, Ellie,Jobby (My Neighbour colleague), Joanne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Squatting): Me (very sleepy look.. as usual *roll eyes*) and Amy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/SPC%20Team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/SPC%20Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another pictures of us! hahaha. As u can see I am the fattest and the most blur one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The others are very leng luis =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yes, if you are wondering, my team are productions of sweet lovely gals! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114287591181218471?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114287591181218471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114287591181218471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114287591181218471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114287591181218471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-team-mates.html' title='New Team Mates'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114226509947028138</id><published>2006-03-13T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:51:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio Traffic</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, everythings growth up, to be stay well as last time, i think most need a part time job...&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, one of my friends came to introduce me an internet business...i think this kind of things, many peoples tried before, i'm new member whose just touch this kind of things...fell that myself really out-of-dates...&lt;br /&gt;Is that so easy to get the profit?No..no..no..i think i got take the risk...eventhough got free member..but if not upgrade my account, then i only get very very very little reward....&lt;br /&gt;If wanna to upgrade, then i must invest US Dollar...n get back my capital in four months time....&lt;br /&gt;Should i try??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114226509947028138?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114226509947028138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114226509947028138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114226509947028138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114226509947028138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/studio-traffic.html' title='Studio Traffic'/><author><name>leychu</name><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-6716445.post-114215079762524873</id><published>2006-03-12T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T16:30:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/image001111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/image001111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Depress ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuf said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114215079762524873?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114215079762524873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114215079762524873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114215079762524873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114215079762524873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-life.html' title='What is life?'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114192028619323275</id><published>2006-03-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:04:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Stock?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/St_Ives_Foaming_Facial_Apricot_Cleanser1-resized200.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/St_Ives_Foaming_Facial_Apricot_Cleanser1-resized200.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite facial gel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUT OF STOCK!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Ives Apricot Facial Gel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find it any more? I tried so many Watsons, Guardians, Giants, Tesco and even small little pharmacy.. but I can't find my facial gel no where!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living on soap for the past two weeks.. and I have been searching for this gel since 3 months ago ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought it was just out of stock case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, it gets on my nerve when I can't seem to find it any where... and I asked the cashier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Apa itu? St Ives semua kat sana! Saya tak tau you nak apa?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What it is? St Ives are all there. I don't know what you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. .some one please help me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just switch my facial brand just like that ! *Snap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my &lt;strong&gt;St Ives Apricot Facial GEL....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: I only managed to find one pathetic pic of it. I dont like the cream type.. only this one :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114192028619323275?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114192028619323275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114192028619323275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114192028619323275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114192028619323275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/out-of-stock.html' title='Out of Stock?'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114106091115999912</id><published>2006-02-28T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T01:30:25.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS LEVEL = 150%</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning: Long entry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;New working environment = I have to start everything from scracth. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Officially ING Insurance Agent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;New Friend, new personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Old Crush turned enemy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;"I don't know ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;A Cuppa of beer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Stress level = 150%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;IBM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have high expectation on myself. &lt;i&gt;Don't know since when I got such principal, I always been a simple, easy go happy gal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No idea since when I don't allow myself to be slow in learning. &lt;b&gt;IBM&lt;/b&gt; definetely don't allow one to learn at its &lt;i&gt;evening walking pace.&lt;/i&gt; My dear manager gave me 1 week of learning and I am on air already. I definetely is a slow coach in learning. I slack behind every one!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It frustrated me even more when I can't catch up with two other new gals, whom came in 2 and 4 days after me. Eventually, my dear manager puts higher hope in me to teach them both. As long as I am a day older than the other two gals, means I am a senior and have the responsibility to make sure they learnt well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To add it on, I don't seem to be able to control my emotion well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the same week, I got a phone call from my mentor congratulating me that I have passed the Pre-contract exam. No doubt it suppose to be a &lt;b&gt;double joy&lt;/b&gt;, joy for having my dream job come true, and also having to pass despite my old memory not cooperating memorizing those rules for the exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mentor is kind enough to give me free classes of what and how to be an insurance. But what frustrated me was that my short attention spam is back. Less than half and hour, I am all bored out and to make things worsen (she is damn kind ok, she got no temper, full of patience in teaching me) is that, I hated myself for not able to absorb fast enough like the younger days. Where is my active cells??? Goshh !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Following with every Friday meeting and Saturday classes really squeezed me a little. I realized I am not aggressive and these ppl want me to be aggresive. MY tolerance of being trying-hard-to-adapt went thin. I know i know... is for my own good. But why can't we be less cunning and be what God's child should be? It's really frustrating whenever I go against God's will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why can't I just like, humble down myself and observe and learnt? Where all this entities went to? ARGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Feminine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;New colleagues are like what...99% gal? Seriously, I can't see a guy at my department at all. Among these gals, they are all 100% girlish gal whom knows how to make up, make themself outstanding among each other, and also backstabbing each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why gals must be like this? Why gals are so sensitive? Can't they like, put their personal matter aside and learn from each other? This is so irritating, trying hard to please every one at the same time, trying to build a special bond between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Really, I give up. All these make me so pretendious gal, some thing that is not so Caren. What happened to the cheerful, innocent so pure Caren? It's scewing my brain upside down now that I have turned a more cunning, devilish and even a bitch ! So fucking bitchy that I can do anything for my own sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Old History&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever did something stupid for the sake of getting the attention of crush? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did. I did something so studid and unforgiveable to have the attention of my dear old crush. Yeah, I still have feelings for him. So what? Not like things will turn back like the old times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;No doubt we both had a period of strong feelings for each other. Things just turned sour for reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;No doubt it was good old buddies turned enemy now. That hurt. Really hurt deep down. You know who u are, if u are reading this, just answer me one last q...why did u do that? why? Am I all so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Deep down, I do know you won't be reading this either. Even if u did, you won't want to answer me. You don't like question, u like innitiative. Sorry, I am a gal full of questions. To be satisfied mentally, emotionally and by heartedly. And yes, I understand why we cant' be together either. Given a chance, I want to patch back again. Not the relationship, but the priceless friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for being there once for me. Thank you for coming in my life too. Because of you, I learnt. I learnt how to be more defensive, how to love myself more, how to care for others endlessly, and even how to be more more independent than my already strong character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will you give me a chance to re-patch back this friendship? Just like you, I treasure the friendship more than anything else. Yes, it's disturbing to know that one of my friend is going distance away from me.. esp that friend is you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"I don't know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Familliar huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's what my specialist told me. He don't know what's the cause of the pain that's right lower abdomen. He even don't know what is it that's still creating the pain. I told him, I not only feel the pain, but can feel the pinch of it too every now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;He only gave me one advice &lt;i&gt;"I don't know what's the cause of it. Imaging scans don't seems all so negative either. Most likely you are thinking too much, it's all about phycology" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;EXCUSE ME DOCTOR? DO YOU THINK THAT IT's FUN TO BE HOSPITALIZED AND GO THROUGH SERIES OF TESTS IF I AM NOT FEELING THE PAIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mind you dear doctor, I am feeling the pain &lt;b&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/b&gt; too. I don't know how to explain this to you. Whatever it is, I am ready for God's calling. The pain gets worsen esp when I am having my period, and at night before bed. dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alcohol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;As I am looking at a half bottle chivas infront of me, my tears flows down uncontrolably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each time I saw ppl smoking &amp;amp; drinking, I can't help myself nor stop my memories... I miss you the late David. You are such a suave guy. Why do all good guys have to leave, and left bad guys to mess with the gals? Given a chance, I want to slap u twice for being such a hardcore drinking. How's heaven up there? Do watch over us ok? Love ya David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I do have soft spot ok! Especially for family, friends and relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just imagine how hard to start all over again to get to know one person. Just as you knows that person... they left you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh Lord, forgive me for not obeying you, forgive me for being a sinner. Please guide me through.. with the lamp on the feet, the light that shone on the dark road...guide us through Lord, bless us with wisdom to be able to differ what's right and what's wrong. I believe, You will make a way when there is no way. All way You made are for reasons. I pray, bless me with strength.. so that I could be more like you. Bless those people aroud me, be it here on the earth to serve You.. or those that's already by Your side.. Amen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Up up up!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;With all the tremendous stress I got through...our fuel price is up again! It's such a headache. One thing follow the other will be up again ... I am feeling the financial strained, killing me silently. I have been supporting my family since I started work,but my pay was never enough for my brothers' education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that thigns are hiking up again, I guess I will need to skip a lot of entertainments. That means no more CB, no more movies, no more clubbings, no more car sight seeing, no more pasar malams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Trance freak, this is for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;DJ Tiesto - &lt;a href="http://www.7aste.com/pitparty/index.asp"&gt;http://www.7aste.com/pitparty/index.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to go badly. Again, with the ticket fee, i could have make a few more meals for my family. Happy clubbing...Please let me know what's the environment there ok? I dread to join u guys!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Agrrhh.. so stress...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't sleep. I have been thinking too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't say that I am over-stressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I could only say I haven't master the skill on handling my emotion the better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for taking time to read.&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/6716445-114106091115999912?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114106091115999912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114106091115999912&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114106091115999912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114106091115999912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/stress-level-150.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;STRESS LEVEL = 150%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114094412797476759</id><published>2006-02-26T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T16:55:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Missed Or To Be Dead</title><content type='html'>Hello, This is my first time posting. Would you rather to be missed now or when u're dead? No idea what i'm posting either. Sorry.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114094412797476759?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114094412797476759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114094412797476759&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114094412797476759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114094412797476759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-be-missed-or-to-be-dead.html' title='To Be Missed Or To Be Dead'/><author><name>DaRkS0uL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114094272704823472</id><published>2006-02-26T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:37:53.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adeline's birthday 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Adeline/PICT1447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adeline's birthday celebration. She was all too shocked to see us giving her the cake! That's her with her Monkey face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Adeline/PICT1446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out how many candles huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Adeline/PICT1448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tear my dear friend, it's your birthday!! *chiak* ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 458px; HEIGHT: 342px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Adeline/PICT1443.jpg" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I look horrible here. picture taken after I just throwed up. Wasn't feeling well. Noticed that I am the only one wearing sweater despite hot weater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Adeline/PICT1445.jpg" width="461" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to keep up with all the smiles, controlling my things so that I don't vomit on the table. I like this picture... every one smiled so angelic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Adeline/PICT1451.jpg" width="461" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow... these two gals smiled so lovely! Sorry la, I was all KO by this time already...at least, this smile is better than any other pics. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114094272704823472?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114094272704823472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114094272704823472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114094272704823472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114094272704823472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-pic.html' title='Random Pic'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114027210947442714</id><published>2006-02-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T22:53:09.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Img215499567.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Img215499567.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are holes almost at all of my jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I freaking no money to get new jeans that suit my size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My shaking bedframe is going to collapse soon because many of the darn screws are going bald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are leakage at my damn toilet bowl, causing flood in the cubicle despite tongs are placed there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fragile headset is cranky with one side of the plastic holder got broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idiot pillows giving me necksprain despite I have placed them properly. I need a darn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good &amp;amp; supportive pillow. Anyone taking in as present for me this year? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My aircon is noisy because there is no gas inside. The filter is stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My table is too small to fit everything on it that builds a nest of mess out of mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My wardrobe don't have a door. it's open concept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My cloth hanger is loosen because both of the screws are gone. It's only supported by two nails now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;DAMN. And I am living with such condition for the past years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why didn't I complain earlier? Why now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know. I know I am pissed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114027210947442714?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114027210947442714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114027210947442714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114027210947442714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114027210947442714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-know-what.html' title='You know what ?'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114009449696279197</id><published>2006-02-16T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T20:54:56.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak Munasabah!</title><content type='html'>@!%$%&amp;&amp;amp;^NMFJAEKEfnjkafnhueq!!@$%%^&amp;^@#$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114009449696279197?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114009449696279197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114009449696279197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114009449696279197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114009449696279197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/tak-munasabah.html' title='Tak Munasabah!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-114010056596256971</id><published>2006-02-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:47:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heidelberg Last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After a year attached to Heidelberg, I felt very heavry hearted to leave them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;No doubt they are nasty at times, but deep down is the friendship that counts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yes, after much dilemma and prayers... I place in my letter. Letter of termination. They counter offer me. I am a greedy and selfish person, I left them for IBM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's really heavy hearted to leave...trust me, I don't like seeing tears either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;On the lighter note, here is the some cheerful moments we had during the recent CNY &lt;em&gt;Yee Sang&lt;/em&gt; at 1920th Cafe, TTDI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 462px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="600" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Heidelberg/PICT3111Medium.jpg" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That is Eva, our departmental secretary. She is very cheerful person. As long she is not in the office for one day, it means worklife is no meaning. She brought happiness to the working place =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Heidelberg/PICT3118.jpg" width="461" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That's my Lady boss, Connie Toh and one of the pioneer technician there, David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Actually when Connie Toh don't smile, she look horrible. It's very precious to make her smile. Well.. at least, I love her smile. Each time I passed by her room, I try to make her smile. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="96" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Heidelberg/PICT3117.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Michael Liew. Another pioneer product manager there. He is very cheeky!! I personally like the way how he always tease Eva. Typical old 'color' man. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Heidelberg/PICT3114.jpg" width="459" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Noticed my face is flushed up? Those are side effects from mixture of red wine, white wine, beers, cocktail and lemonade! haha I really can't take it. So by end of the session, I ordered lemonade which is not included in the company bill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left: Connie Toh, Mohan (hidden) myself, Jimmy Leow (he is father of two but drives like shu-ma-ker, department GM, Ng Yam Kee. He is a great father despite we always have misunderstood during working hours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Heidelberg/PICT3113.jpg" width="459" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;The whole group of drinker from the department. Here is only half of them presence. The other half just have problems with the management...=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 463px; HEIGHT: 338px" height="384" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Heidelberg/PICT3112.jpg" width="463" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Another precious group photo. Don't ask what am I doing. I am all too high already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You know, after all these drinkings here at the dinner, Sir (Ng Yam Kee) and Jimmy actually brought me to pool at Sri Hartamas. He ordered another jug of beer!! *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I do have few good moments with sir that very night. For the first time, he actually shared his personal life with both of us. (Erm.. I don't know why.. but maybe management level do have problem communicating with technicians, so basically, Eva, Jimmy &amp;amp; myself are the middle media for the both parties)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sir, thank you very much for your patience and time. I personally enjoyed the experienced you. Thank you for the sharing, it's very motivating and inspired me to become a better person. You know, I never get to know the soft spot of yours. That night you let it all out, as if you are sharing your life story to two kids of yours. You will be a good papa, don't worry about your kids. They will outgrow themself like how you grow up.Like what you say, regardless how flirty a guy is, they love their first wife the most =) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-114010056596256971?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114010056596256971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=114010056596256971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114010056596256971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/114010056596256971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/heidelberg-last-day.html' title='Heidelberg Last day'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113923970269850866</id><published>2006-02-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T01:04:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Trip 30.12.2005 - 01.01.2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Special note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks guys for everything, special thanks extended to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suny&lt;/strong&gt;: For taking your time off, taking us around. I enjoyed every moments spent there! =) I personally like the walking back from explanade to Bugis, shopping centres &amp; most important of all, your companion and time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leonard:&lt;/strong&gt; For the little jokes u made. And of course, the slight adventure of being lose. Thank God Suny' sense of direction is good :p Happy Amry Training hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chee Hwa &amp;amp; Wife:&lt;/strong&gt; For leaving cute son behind and join us for dinner at Lau Pa Sat. Sorry for the rush, next time we shall inform you guys earlier. Special thanks for the hospitality given during the 'drop by' of your home. I like the environment there. Calm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alfie &amp; Kate:&lt;/strong&gt; For giving us the Food of Heaven of Singapore :p Can't deny the price there are slightly high but the food there are GOOD!! At least for once, I have a good impression of Food from Singapore :P hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fellow Travel Mates&lt;/strong&gt;: For making my xmas Singapore come true. &lt;em&gt;TOO SHORT TRIP LA!!! When is our Thailand trip? :p &lt;/em&gt;hehe.. thanks for all the arrangement carefully made and of course the companion! I personally enjoyed the moments in the train a lot. And a lot alot of laughters throughout the whole trip =) We shall do another backpack style again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinky, Michelle and er.. dun remember:&lt;/strong&gt; Nice meeting all of you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Err... anyone I left out? Sorry ar if I did. Thanks a lot for everything oh!! One day I shall come back to Singapore again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT3008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT3008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Err....Dinner at forgot where. but the food is not too bad. I wasn't feeling too good by this meal, headache with bloated stomach. Sorry guys for the disturbed mood. This is where we see the ever famous fountain musical or so called the fountain of wealth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Left: Pikey, Adeline, Leonard, Chloe, Suny, and myself&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT3011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT3011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All to excited waiting for countdown at Explanade. No I am not on blusher, the weather is all too hot =)) I like the look of Suny here. So cute!! kekeke &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT1371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT1371.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh.. finally after much pose. I personally like this one. Nice Group pic =)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little group shot of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From left: Leonard, Pikey, Adeline, Yours truly and Chloe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture taken from erm.. esplanade. Countdown of New Year. Amazing fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;New Seventh Storey Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's the cheapest backpack hotel around Singapore.. at least that's what I think. Correct me if I am wrong. I personally like this hotel, as it is near MRT, Bugis shopping centre, and it's clean!! Come on, for the price you paying, I was least expecting a clean proper room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am all impressed with the facilities provided too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yours truly and Adeline, introducing the ever friendly and clean back pack hotel!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Super friendly hotel staff. I bet they have headache having customers like me :p hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be back again to this hotel in future. These bunch of not only friendly and helpful, they are as energetic too! Thanks a lot for everything provided =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT1396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT1396.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovely Quays' area. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT1417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT1417.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh no!! we are stuck!! Where is this place? a Jail?? .. but with LENG LUIS??? *drools* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT1416.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT1416.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tra-da-da!!! Finally we managed to open the very old-hand-moved-lift =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mind you, this is one of the classic lift I ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks uncle for letting me run that lift by myself! *prouds* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT1419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely dinner at err.. &lt;em&gt;Lau Pau Sat&lt;/em&gt; I think.. can't recall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Left: Chloe, Adeline, Pinky, Mr &amp; Mrs Chee Hwa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Self entertainment since our neighbour bunkers are all too serious and erm.. old hehe :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were all too bored from the train. This time no youngster around. Adeline came to an idea of using self timer function on the digital camera to entertain us. This was the first shot taken, I wasn't ready, and it was a try shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice one &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying again...*chiak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken from a self timer camera placed on the pillow. This is one of the best shots taken!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look horrible in this hehe..*paiseh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore082.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore086.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha I personally like this one a lot! it was a snap shot. None of us were ready. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nice shot Pikey! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Singapore086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/Singapore086.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo... can u see us? this was one of pikey's idea after much attempt on self timer from pillow supports =) Creative indeed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;More pictures to come. I have to blog from Singapore trip onwards. Cos everything else happened from there is all linked =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you for your patience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113923970269850866?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113923970269850866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113923970269850866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113923970269850866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113923970269850866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/singapore-trip-30122005-01012006.html' title='Singapore Trip 30.12.2005 - 01.01.2006'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113915738025790020</id><published>2006-02-06T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T00:36:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh eh eh  !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hold on !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write to tell that I am still alive =)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait la.. no time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so many things to popeh.. but seriously.. I am racing with time at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be patience a little ya!! *muaks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113915738025790020?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113915738025790020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113915738025790020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113915738025790020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113915738025790020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2006/02/eh-eh-eh.html' title='eh eh eh  !!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113466098977638565</id><published>2005-12-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:54:52.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remeh Temeh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not in sequence. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muzium Negara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-was there with my nephews and nieces. Very disappointed with the range of history shown.&lt;br /&gt;-Did you know there is a olympic size swimming built right on top of the building and it's not for public? Only for display...=.="&lt;br /&gt;-The fees was hmm.. not so reasonable. You have to pay for the ticket for every entrance of building. Unlike the old times, one ticket of RM2 can bring u history...now? RM 2 for one section of history. eg: RM 2 for history of clothings, RM 2 for history of buildings..etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunway Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-again, with the kids. Wet park only. Adults is RM 29.90.&lt;br /&gt;-My comment? Not worth your time. Basically nothing but the same old same old slides.&lt;br /&gt;-Dry park? Looks the same old same old to me too. Only difference properly is the extra decorations there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopping Centres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God knows how long I haven't been shopping.&lt;br /&gt;-For once, I allow myself to relax myself and accompany my cousin-sister-in-law...shopping.&lt;br /&gt;-From PJ shopping centres to Sunway to KL to even Golden Triangle&lt;br /&gt;-Result? I love window shopping. Especially when you can find the clothes you like! +D&lt;br /&gt;-I definetely didn't waste much, only RM 50 for the whole 2 days of shopping. Basically, I enjoyed observing different people acting in public. It's amusing lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Going crazy. Getting sick here and there like old junk now.&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna be healthy.To start off, any one willing to be my exercise mate?&lt;br /&gt;-Jogging, dancing, cycling.. i wanna lose those fats. I DID lost 3 kg past month though.. but it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;-Mentally stress.&lt;br /&gt;-Insomia. Getting nightmares almost every night, having visitors from the death of relatives &amp; friends. Don't know what are they trying to say. Some of them did came to tell me good news too. Wish this is only illusion of mine.&lt;br /&gt;-Wanted to try sleeping pills. Guess that is the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Addicted&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To nature.&lt;br /&gt;-To be a deaf. Deaf to politics.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113466098977638565?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113466098977638565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113466098977638565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113466098977638565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113466098977638565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/12/remeh-temeh.html' title='Remeh Temeh'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113439641658288326</id><published>2005-12-12T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:06:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wax</title><content type='html'>some thing I wanna try for year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one care to share any kind of advice / experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna wax whole body except my dear hair from the head skull of course ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113439641658288326?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113439641658288326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113439641658288326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113439641658288326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113439641658288326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/12/wax.html' title='Wax'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113405320652914300</id><published>2005-12-08T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:59:54.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complication</title><content type='html'>Tough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health is going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need a proper massage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113405320652914300?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113405320652914300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113405320652914300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113405320652914300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113405320652914300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/12/complication.html' title='Complication'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113362209856582761</id><published>2005-12-03T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:23:19.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sungai Klah Hot Springs Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ehhh !!! that is my cousin sister, &lt;strong&gt;Annie Ho, &lt;/strong&gt;she came from Sabah with her family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha noticed the bag of eggs she is carrying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We purchased it at one of the grocery shops nearby the hot spring. Mind you, it was unplanned visit to the hot spring. Hence we have to curi it from the groccery *chuckles* of course we did pay that poor uncle ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I heard from the press and mummy saying that the hot spring is so hot that u could actually boil the egg there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Located at Sungkai it self. From NKVE, reach Sungkai exit, turn left and follow the sign board. Requires travelling of 45 mins or so to reach this beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is out of our plan actually, but worth while visit =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: Didn't knew Tapah got one hot spring too! Next time only I introduce Tapah's Kuala Woh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Main entrance of the park. They have a few packages, since it wasn't in our plan, we didn't pack well enough for a family spa here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ticket for family spa : RM 45 for 6 people of an hour (if not mistaken, can't recall well. We were all too excited to even bother to check out the other prices. Since it was all paid by the Sabah family members, they refuse my mum to pay a cent... =.=")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ticket for adult is only &lt;strong&gt;RM 5.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old folks and Kids ticket at RM 3.00 (if not mistaken again :p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; yellow sign board that says....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I find it very funny especially that we had already gotten the eggs! Not wanting to get caught, we hid the eggs into &lt;strong&gt;Aunty Ta Gu&lt;/strong&gt;'s bag. No one will bother to ransack that old lady anyway lolz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All ten of us, 5 kids, 5 adults ransacked the ice cream stall right next to the ticket counter. &lt;em&gt;Macamla kita orang tak pernah makan ice cream cone...:P&lt;/em&gt; but the ice cream taste nicer and cooler when u eat it in a gang!! &lt;em&gt;kaka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another signboards showing the facilities available in this well taken care park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out the &lt;em&gt;Taman Terapi&lt;/em&gt; place. It's really heaven.. if only we brought our swimming suits =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Not so natural made&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;walking board &lt;/strong&gt;right behind those signs. They took the effort to make us feel as if we are walking in the jungle. Credits given on the well maintain argiculuture along the walking board!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't ask me what's TRAP means. I forgtten. It's one of the government abbreviation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we walk on the so called&lt;em&gt; Laluan Titi Kayu, &lt;/em&gt;there is a stream of hot springs flowing from the moutain nearby...so hot that we can have the below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah!! EXACTLY!! NATURAL SAUNA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup! you read it right, &lt;strong&gt;NATURAL SAUNA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just standing there for merely 5 minutes can make you sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking opportunity to have picture with my relatives. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natural swimming pool water from the hot springs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The water here is a little warm, not so hot. Most kids will enjoy splashing water here. You would be suprised that the 'pool' is actually very clean!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's not still waters, that's why it's clean!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scenery shot from the other side of the pool, overlooking the front part of the park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walking&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;board&lt;/strong&gt; taken from the other side of the bride, overlooking the main source of hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well designed front part of the swimming pool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noticed the small stream? yeah there is where the source comes from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another signboard. Self explanory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2857.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot springs source can go up to 100 degres celcius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we walked into the lovely park, this place caught my attention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It seems like it's a place where every one can soak their feet into it.. hehe actually it's not. Read on ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This side was so hot that you can feel the fluorite stone's heat just by standing there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying out my luck soaking my poor ill feet into the stream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first touch was really hot. It took me moments to adjust myself with the temperature. Sitting next to me, &lt;strong&gt;Majorie&lt;/strong&gt; facial expression explains it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noticed the whithish thing by the corner of the photo? Mind you, that's the water steam from the hot spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little &lt;strong&gt;Eugene Moh&lt;/strong&gt; sitting on my lap. This rascal its only 3 years old but a height of 5 years old kid. Not only he is talkative and have trouble with his saliva, he is also a darling to every one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here, he is trying to adjust himself to the temperature too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My face is all red by now. It's so comfortable soaking my feet that I wish to soak my whole body in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene&lt;/strong&gt; is enjoying splashing the waters at every one using his feet too. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Majorie (sister of Eugene)&lt;/strong&gt; gave up initially after much tries. She is envious others can soak their feet in for such a long period of time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All too comfortable to move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2837.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Lovely path made next to the stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ey.. where is every one heading to??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2833.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yups!! you are right, &lt;strong&gt;Egg Boiling&lt;/strong&gt; session!! This is the ever famous egg boiling using the hot spring water it self!! ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2838.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Instructions on how long should the egg to be cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visitor to the park busy placing eggs into the designed basket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The temperature here reached to 100 degress celsious. No joke. So hot that you can make full boil egg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2843.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every one busy placing their eggs onto the stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... after 15 mins of cooking, finally ours are done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's so hot that we have to peel it off carefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Annie and Alvin&lt;/strong&gt; enjoying the hard work. Trust me, the egg tasted very different!! And.. it's sweeet..  =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A great trip. The next time I am going there, well prepared! I wanna soak myself in the therapatic pool and enjoy the nature!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I wonder... any indecent scenes happened here before... &lt;em&gt;hmmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113362209856582761?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113362209856582761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113362209856582761&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113362209856582761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113362209856582761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/12/sungai-klah-hot-springs-park.html' title='Sungai Klah Hot Springs Park'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113319782747750044</id><published>2005-11-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:10:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2662.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/400/PICT2662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113319782747750044?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113319782747750044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113319782747750044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113319782747750044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113319782747750044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113283355640307644</id><published>2005-11-24T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T19:59:16.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;... is full of nonsense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... is messy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... is dirty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... is complicated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... is stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... is no life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every one been asking "How are u doing?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like dieing. No one cares anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because life is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... full of pretendious people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one really cares. "How are u doing?" is just an appetizer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no main course to fill you stomach nor your soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113283355640307644?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113283355640307644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113283355640307644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113283355640307644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113283355640307644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113189660309763271</id><published>2005-11-13T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T23:43:23.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood</title><content type='html'>I am feeling lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am depress and sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* hate it when I feel that way. It make me felt extreme low self esteem too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like crying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113189660309763271?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113189660309763271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113189660309763271&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113189660309763271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113189660309763271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/mood.html' title='Mood'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113127216423398929</id><published>2005-11-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:55:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangkor Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warning: Long Entry!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Overview of Pangkor Fish Village, taken by the "Love" stone spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh Balik kampung!!...Oh Oh Oh Balik Kampung!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*stretch* after much travelling on the road, and tonnes of long distance call made, finally we are able to come to Pangkor Island for a short rest here. Don't mind me, I am lazy to write the whole journey, but of course, you can read it from &lt;strong&gt;My neighbourhood friend's blog&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2600.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;WELCOME TO PANGKOR ISLAND!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beautiful view of the beach shore. Taken by the Jetty. I personally like this view and this Jeti is located at one of the Malay Village, where Dutch Fort is located. And some other historical items can be found in the Malay Village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After much &lt;em&gt;ding ding dong dong&lt;/em&gt; on the accommodation search, I got one lousy &lt;em&gt;REALLY LOUSY&lt;/em&gt; motel. No doubt it's cheap for a night stay, it's just too lousy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was pissed when the electric got tripped twice in one night. The first time it wasn't so bad, the owner made us waited for less than 5 minutes and gave us lame excuse &lt;em&gt;"Too much people already, power supply not enough"&lt;/em&gt; and the electric is back then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When the 2nd electric tripped occured in the middle of the night, it really tested my patience to the max. I have low tolerance towards hot temperature, especially in the middle of &lt;em&gt;trying-real-hard-to-sleep-but-dogs-are-barking-at-'dirty things"-is-so-disturbing&lt;/em&gt; mood. I have trouble even just to close my eyes. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey guys, really sorry bout the poor accomodation. I didn't thought it will turn out to be such horrible experience! Truly sorry!!! = (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Despite the poor accomodation, I am glad we are able to find bicycle to rent! It really freak me out in the first place, when we can't find a bicycle rental nearby. That is lovely &lt;strong&gt;Chloe&lt;/strong&gt; on her bicycle, trying real hard to balance her self =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You rock gal!!! *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2579.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2579.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ahh... this is one extremely precious picture!!! : P &lt;p align="justify"&gt;That is &lt;strong&gt;my neighbourhood friend&lt;/strong&gt; on the bicycle. Trying &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; hard to balance himself and he is focusing &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; hard on how to avoid the traffic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Panic happens when one is multitasking on the bicycle : P &lt;em&gt;tee hee hee&lt;/em&gt; *mean*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hey, I really have to give these two people all the credits!! Despite the lost touch on a bicycle, they managed to round quarter of the island &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by their own, up the hill, down the slope without any one assistance ok!! *clap clap* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erm..*malu* that's me, waiting anxiously for my dinner! No that is not a blue black.. that is my &lt;strong&gt;birth mark =)&lt;/strong&gt; I look so horrible here in this picture. Tanned by the morning exercise and sweaty from all the cycling. &lt;em&gt;la la la &lt;/em&gt;:P ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh... our very reasonable seafood dinner cook by chef of &lt;strong&gt;Restoran Kiah Lim.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;we are all too hungry, hence the left overs you are enjoying now! &lt;em&gt;ka ka ka ka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, actually the food was too tasty that we &lt;em&gt;wallop all&lt;/em&gt; before we manage to snap a proper one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Seafood dinner included of: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soft shell crab, well marinated fish, tastefully stir fry oyster, Kai Lan, tofu mix vege for the greedy me, garlic stir fry lala, ginger butter fry prawn, spicy herb sotong and i don't remember what else already! *yummy*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2593.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Mixed tofu withhand made fish balls. Even the Tofu is carefully made with well blended soya and egg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2592.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Picture: Butter fry with ginger prawn, very juicy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2591.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: My favourite!! Spicy herb sotong!Looks simple, but it's very fresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2589.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2589.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you God for the food served on the table. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ho Ho Ho!! the ever famous &lt;strong&gt;Fu Lin Temple&lt;/strong&gt; located in some Chinese village. Frankly speaking, Ii don't quite remember the way to the temple. It's all about the &lt;em&gt;guessing game&lt;/em&gt; hehe :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hey, this temple got its own history background, which I really don't remember how. It's also known as the &lt;strong&gt;Mini Wang Lee Chang Chen. &lt;/strong&gt;It became a tourist spot when one of the believer came and pray, having her wish came true. She prayed for a life partner =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sorry &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, really don't remember the exact history already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2602.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Fu Lin Temple main entrance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2611.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Deities believes that by feeding the fishes along this bridge will bring good luck to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Under this long bridge hid a big fish of the size of a human. Deities believe that if you get to see this human size fish, it means your black luck is all gone, and comes good luck. I personally saw the fish once in my whole life. It's really big, as big as a human size, and always hiding under the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2603.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Deities believes when one is seeking for life partner, one should climb up the hill, and pray infront of this stone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know how true is this, but according to the locals, they say whoever that really wants a life partner, must be sincere and walked up the hill to do prayers. They confessed that they have seen every bachelors got married after they came down from the hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Maybe if you believe and still a single, you can give a try? Happy climbing though.. the hill is very slope and long =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2614.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Another lovely landscape from the temple, located next to the "Love" stone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Deities believes that widow (only widow) whom pray at this spot will have a good life in future. They will manage to find some one whom willing to take care of them and their children. Don't know how true is this though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2615.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Overview of the temple, taken from the "Love" stone. You can also view the whole island from here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fai Managed to take a whole island view from here. I sort of erm.... lazy to upload here :p hehe sorry ar Fai.. &lt;em&gt;jangan marah :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2618.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Fai&lt;/strong&gt; for taking above pictures. I &lt;em&gt;memang tak larat&lt;/em&gt; to climb so high just to take photos. That road up the hill, is not only narrow, and it has so tiny steps that i am afraid I would fall any time! I am a clumsy person ;) &lt;p align="justify"&gt;After much exercise, we are back to the flat ground, the busy street of &lt;strong&gt;Pangkor Island.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2577.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2577.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: The heart of a busy fish village. These people lead a simple and carefree life =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2617.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2617.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture: A little over excited us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2626.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2626.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: The ever famous &lt;strong&gt;Ipoh Nga Choi Hor Fun!! - Restoran Lou Wong Tauge Ayam Kuetiau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;No. 49 Jalan Yau Tet Shin, 30300 Ipoh, Perak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Lilian, &lt;/strong&gt;our guide in Ipoh. She brought us to eat ever famous food of Ipoh. *yummy* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2624.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2624.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Kuetiau hor fun, comes with choices of soup and dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Picture: Koh Koh Koh !! the delicious dishes we ordered!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noticed the chicken is missing? I upload the wrong pic :p and I malas want to rearrange the whole picture sequence just because of a picture. sorry lor.. next entry baru i introduce the chicken!! kakakakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113127216423398929?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113127216423398929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113127216423398929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113127216423398929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113127216423398929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/pangkor-island.html' title='Pangkor Island'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113127190188482120</id><published>2005-11-02T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:11:41.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seremban - Enrica Ting</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Warning: Long entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome to Glory Beach Resort!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was in Seremban to visit Baby Enrica Ting. Only to be informed by mom that we will be staying a night at this lovely resort. It was a last minute thing, so I have to fly-kite Chloe and Eric for movie. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The view from the apartment's balcony. The room package we took is a 3 rooms apartment. Saw the building opposite? It's part of the resort. They have nice swimming pool tonnes of &lt;em&gt;leng lui and leng jai&lt;/em&gt;  swimming in there *drools* hehe. worth my time just sitting by the pool!!&lt;em&gt; la la la&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2455.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An upcoming chalet on the water project on the left view of the apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we got nothing much to do, we went out to the &lt;strong&gt;Billion&lt;/strong&gt; market and brought some food. Our little food feast for dinner of the day =) The feeling is really nice. So carefree, so relax. We had tonnes of titbits, snacks,a bucket of &lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; ice-cream bread. I felt like a small kid again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ice-cream bread is one of my childhood favourite food. It's very simple, just need a box of ice cream and slices of bread. Scoop the ice cream onto your bread and &lt;em&gt;viola&lt;/em&gt; the snack is ready =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My childhood partner! hehe, that's my cousin brother, &lt;strong&gt;Frederick&lt;/strong&gt;. He used to cycle me out to nearby grocery shop and spend me ice cream. We aren't allow to have snacks before main course,you see. But each time we are back home, and I will be too full to eat grandma's cooking then. He will cover my back then =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I still can remember there was once, we both fell from the bycycle and got bruises and bleeding wound (while carrying the fat me behind on the bycycle, I moved my butt right left causing imbalance of the handle, so he lost control and we fell). I knew if we go back in such messy situation, mummy will be scolding again. I sort of like panic, but he cheered me up "&lt;em&gt;Aiya, nm la! come let's go back. Mummy won't scold u.. got kor kor ma!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In the end, he got scolding...simply because he made up a story to protect me. &lt;em&gt;"No la, got people bully her! Me lor, I go kacau the kids, then the kids beat her"....&lt;/em&gt; he was punished to kneel infront of the house while others enjoying dinner, he wasn't allow to eat dinner, and he got &lt;em&gt;rotan&lt;/em&gt; by grandpa on the butt some more... .. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That's his life time partner beside him, &lt;strong&gt;Cindy.&lt;/strong&gt; A very lovely gal whom knows how to make every one smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="319" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2454.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We went to visit baby &lt;strong&gt;Enrica&lt;/strong&gt; before pulling a night at the resort. I managed to take a few pictures of her only. She has such long legs and hands! Her mother will be having countless supper in future! lolz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss her baby smell...&lt;em&gt;hmmmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adorable &lt;strong&gt;Enrica&lt;/strong&gt; trying hard to &lt;em&gt;manja&lt;/em&gt; her aunty ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Baby Enrica&lt;/strong&gt; giving the baby talk. She has hidden double eye lid!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2452.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*yawn* mummy I want my milk!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Enrica&lt;/strong&gt; yawns as she was comfortable in my mom's arm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2449.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2449.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ang gu gu!&lt;strong&gt;Baby Enrica&lt;/strong&gt; playing with her saliva as she gets attentions from visitors ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113127190188482120?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113127190188482120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113127190188482120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113127190188482120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113127190188482120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/seremban-enrica-ting.html' title='Seremban - Enrica Ting'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113102899715094385</id><published>2005-11-01T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:17:52.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I m off Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="63" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2502.jpg" width="28" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture captures after Seremban tol, traffic congested bumper-to-bumper from tol till Bangi =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lalala finally, a break =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon !! la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113102899715094385?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113102899715094385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113102899715094385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113102899715094385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113102899715094385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-m-off-holiday.html' title='I m off Holiday'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113075605012082803</id><published>2005-10-31T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:54:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/bon%20odori%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/bon%20odori%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Err... I forgot this baby's name, it's &lt;strong&gt;Ting Zhe Xiong&lt;/strong&gt; i think. I forgot la...he is one of the earliest baby chickie of the year =) oh, i left out another one, that one is eldest among all these. but he is now in Singapore, so i can't get his picture just yet. &lt;strong&gt;Baby Xiong&lt;/strong&gt; is a little hard to take care. He likes crocrodile tears. Got what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally like to carry him though, he will just lay on your chest.. it feels like he is &lt;em&gt;manja-ing&lt;/em&gt; me kekeke. Heavy little boy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken, 2 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahaha this is &lt;strong&gt;Baby Ting Zhe Yan !!!&lt;/strong&gt; sooooo big eyes ...!!! He is extremely alert with his surrounding. His two big eyes will be like looking around... and picture taken when on his full moon day!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out his delicacy fair skin wei..!! he is the fairest among his siblings. *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Baby%20Enrica.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/Baby%20Enrica.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands together for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby Enrica Ting !!! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She is so adorable! Picture taken when she is only 2 weeks old.. FYI, she is erm.. one mth old now =D I haven't get to see her yet, the pic was sent by her dad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And.. she is the Princess in our family, simply because she is the only baby gal &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt; beside &lt;strong&gt;Jia Yu&lt;/strong&gt; though. Her dad is my grandpa's pet also... hehe so there, princess among the princes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113075605012082803?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113075605012082803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113075605012082803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113075605012082803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113075605012082803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-family-member.html' title='New Family Member'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113059962368440396</id><published>2005-10-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:27:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;warning: long entry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Happy belated birthday to &lt;strong&gt;Alex Hay, Jamie, Damien and Steven Sze&lt;/strong&gt;. Sorry &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt; friends, I don’t remember whose is whose on which date. All of yours are in the same week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have many happy returns =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Meljyn&lt;/strong&gt;, my youngest brother, finally graduated from primary school. Seeing a baby grown into a teen is a mixture of memories. Mom was kinda sad because he is a grown up now, no more her baby. He got his gang of friends. As I am writing this, he is still out with his friends, having buffet breakfast, later shopping at 1 Utama along with funfair game nearby and now already 10pm… he is still not back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t deny mommy is worried, but on the same time she is glad that a burden is lessen. Now that he is going into his teenage life… the worries started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I accidentally kicked my little toe onto the printer underneath the table. It bleed and I just wrap it with tissue, forgotten the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the same little toe again, this time onto the trolley while shopping at Giant. It didn’t bleed…so I didn’t bother less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“hey miss!! Miss!! Your toe is bleeding!!”&lt;/em&gt; the kind shopper pointed out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turned to see that little toe, I was shock to found out that it actually made some blood trails for like 10m!!! the weird part is, it’s not pain leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aiyo!!! Own toe bleeding also don’t know!!! Faster buy plaster first!! Can pay later!!”&lt;/em&gt; mummy grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the little toe 2nd day, just to make sure it didn’t bleed silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my shock, it’s not even stick-contact to the skin anymore! The head of the nail was waving at me while the tail of the nail is stuck. &lt;em&gt;Got what I mean?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was irritated with the opened up nail. I pulled it out myself. =) Now my little toe feels so naked and fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Fun fair&lt;/strong&gt;. Ever been to a funfair before? Yeah, 1 Utama new wing car park is having one now. The games seem scary though. I am getting old; I find it scary to have a sit on the games offered. My brothers seem to be enjoying every single darn game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I pampered myself with a &lt;strong&gt;Eye and Brain Massager @ Trinity of Ogawa&lt;/strong&gt;. Supposedly to help me relief stress and easier sleep.  Don’t get me wrong, it worked wonderfully. It worked more than just relieving stress, it helps to smoothen down my eye bag too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the service given during the road show they had 2 months ago. My salesman is kind enough to allow me to test the massager while sitting on the massager chair too. So it’s like you are REALLY relaxed from top to toe for the whole 1 hour…just to test out the product =) I placed a deposit then which valid for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two months of being indecisive and much advice from &lt;strong&gt;Ah Jye&lt;/strong&gt;, I went back to the 1 Utama showroom to try the products again. This time, I wasn’t served by &lt;strong&gt;Ah Jye&lt;/strong&gt;, apparantly he only works for road show. I was served by &lt;em&gt;3 idiots&lt;/em&gt; whom are childish enough to scare off any customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They let me try out the products again, on the massager chair too. &lt;strong&gt;Bryan&lt;/strong&gt; even reminded me to relax while I try on. So I was &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;hard&lt;/em&gt; to relax, but these babies seems to be enjoying shouting, making sharp scream over some thing they got from &lt;em&gt;House of Horror&lt;/em&gt;!! -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to relax. I was irritated more when I have decided and come to payment. So happen &lt;strong&gt;Bryan&lt;/strong&gt; went out to get some food, leaving behind &lt;em&gt;two really childish sales people&lt;/em&gt;. I was at my nerve when they giggled like a small kid, insulting the &lt;strong&gt;professional image of Ogawa&lt;/strong&gt; simply &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; I have requested them to check on the item before payment!!!  Personally, I don't find it wrong to check the items before payment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No wonder these people never get the chance to work with the crowd. &lt;/em&gt;*Roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I visited my long distance aunty for insurance related case. Some thing went wrong with my policy, she so happened to be my agent too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was &lt;em&gt;smashed &lt;/em&gt;as I stepped into the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle was lying on the lazy chair, moaning in pain. The doctor can’t check out what’s wrong!! And….he never tells any relative that he was in the hospital. Mum and I felt bad for coming empty handed.  We chatted a while, getting to know his illness, how he is coping &lt;em&gt;etc&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle, I am happy you had accepted Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, you are a strong fighter. This is a test of God on your faith. Don't give up.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry uncle, it’s not cancer. Nothing is confirmed until the doctor’s report is out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our prayers are with you uncle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get well soon ok? So I can get to know you better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though I was a small kid then, now that I have grown up, I enjoy talking to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I went for a blood test today. No specific reason, it’s annual affair thing. The only difference is that I took a more expensive package, which covers more sickness. I had been feeling discomfort on my lower abdomen, as if something is pressing it. Report will be out after &lt;em&gt;Raya&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Pathlab’s&lt;/strong&gt; marketing package quite reasonable &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. RM 120 for 42 types of illness =)&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/6716445-113059962368440396?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113059962368440396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113059962368440396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113059962368440396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113059962368440396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-thoughts.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113041829623191019</id><published>2005-10-27T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:04:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>koh koh koh</title><content type='html'>sorry. page coding ada error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still got no time to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw let me introduce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two guest bloggers &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darksoul and Chloe... erm.. her nick is very special. it means &lt;em&gt;sea breeze&lt;/em&gt; in french. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome abroad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113041829623191019?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113041829623191019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113041829623191019&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113041829623191019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113041829623191019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/koh-koh-koh.html' title='koh koh koh'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113015136425233262</id><published>2005-10-24T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:11:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>曖昧是...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/glasswork3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/glasswork2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，比好朋友再親一點，但比情人遠一點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，有一點兒兄妹的情誼，但卻不敢以兄妹相稱。　大家都暗暗的明白，這段關係不可能簡單如兩兄妹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 曖昧是，你會常常在ICQ等她在線。你會設定她一在線時，　系統會有onlinealert，你也會把她的名字floatingon。　每當見他幾天沒有在線，你就會有些擔心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，你會不時去她的Info日記看看有沒有更新，　而且你會留意字裡行間，她對你有沒有甚麼暗示？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是有感覺，然而，這種感覺不足以叫你們切切實實的發展一段正式的關係。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是明白人生有太多的無奈，現實有太多的限制。　你知道沒有可能，但又捨不得放手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是有進一步的衝動，卻沒有進一步的勇氣。更怕一旦進一步的話，便會失去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，她不是你的情人，但她似乎比你的情人更關心你和了解你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，她會送一份心思細密的禮物窗@A，但大家從沒有開始過。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，雖然她不是你的情人，但她卻會對你說︰「你對我是十分重要的。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，你有事時有一個會在晚上打電話來，向你噓寒問暖，　關心你，叫你蓋好被早點睡的普通朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，當你遇到問題解決不了的時候，　你找不到你的女朋友，你第一個便會想起她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，每當她提及她的另一半時，你會萬箭穿心，卻又默默忍受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是為了逃避背叛的罪惡感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是甜津津又同時酸溜溜的。往往從未開始，已叫人不安，患得患失。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，別人以為你們在發展地下情時，你會沾沾自喜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，別人問你們是否在戀愛中，你張口結舌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，常常掙扎表不表白。你怕表白之後，　你既得不到一個情人，卻又失去了一個知心好友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，見到她時，你會心跳。見不到她時，你會掛念她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，兩個人都會互相猜度。她是不是已經暗示了甚麼？我是不是自作多情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，每天大家都會聊ICQ，間中會互傳手機短訊，無規律地偶然約會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，除了情人節外，在大時大節和生日，大家都會交換禮物。　在外地的時候，你總會記得帶手信給她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，你會留意她喜歡的歌星，她也會留意你喜歡的偶爾，　儘管大家本來並不太喜歡對方的偶像。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，在唱K時，你仍會忍不住去點楊千嬅的《有發生過》。　陳奕訊的《兄妹》亦曾在你心中繞樑三日，久久不能釋懷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，你很想多走一步，但又怕會嚇怕了她。　你會很小心流露自己的感情，你忍不住不去著緊她，但又怕她會知道你著緊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是，兩個人沒有承諾過甚麼。但雖然如此，你願意付出的，　比有承諾的情侶更多。沒有責任，但你卻很渴望去承擔，不問回報。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是一扇門，你可以留在門外，也可以踏進房子裡面。　然而，你不可以停留在門下面。門﹗永遠不是終點站。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﹣曖昧是一瞬間的disequilibrium。當供求曲線還在心猿意馬地上下移動時，　我們趁機享受如夢初醒之前錯配的歡愉。有天，市場的力量會叫雲消煙散。　或退或進，在無形之手掌管下，曖昧最後只會日暮途窮。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113015136425233262?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113015136425233262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113015136425233262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113015136425233262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113015136425233262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='曖昧是...'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-113000170105943540</id><published>2005-10-23T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:51:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I have temper too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like any one, I have temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I respect your space. You respect me as a senior. Not only you never respect who am I to you, you have used the nasty words on me. Think twice before even throw words at me, you hated my guts, so am I, I hated your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah, So what if you have your rebellious time? I went through that, and I gave your my advice. You REFUSE to listen nor even LEARN at all. I didn't give up on you, but I try to explain it again in other way, you shouted back at me, throwing your childish tantrums at me. I can still take it, but not your fucking punches. I went through more physical abuse than you thought. and my childhood memory is worst than yours, so shut up and live on your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey, so what if you got your license? You didn't passed to get a LEGAL license yet. All you have was a lousy "L" that will crash your own life. Mom was right on the sell of the bike. I thought, I could save it for my own use, and let you use the car instead when you got your fucking LEGAL license. &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;, you think you are HERO and whack my bike without my permission. That is one big wrong already. And then you use MOM to threaten me. Don't think I am scare with any of the threatens. I was tougher than you thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what if you are bigger size than me? But you have Penny brains, worthless and priceless. You refuse to use your brains properly. You never want to use your brains on the right tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what if you gets all the allowance? I don't care. I can earn my self. I don't spend like you. Branded stuff is not important to me. I lead a simple life with simple things. It's shame on you to spend when you know family is facing critical financial problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time, I GIVE UP ON YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Go, dare with the speeds and do whatever fucking stuns you like. I DON't CARE ANY MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because, to you, I am nothing but pain in the ass in the family. And I feddup with all things. Yeah you will ask why am I insulting you where else I should be loving and protecting you? I realized, that's the only way you choose to learn. &lt;em&gt;The Hard Way.&lt;/em&gt; You refuse to grow with the soft way, so there, you asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So listen carefully now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like any one else, I would want to move out and don't want to see your face at all. You never thougth of my feelings, treating me like enemy, and as usual, I am the black sheep of the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;, like what other people say, I always bring troubles to the family. Like what the old folks said, I shouldn't be born in the first place. Mum should have just follow doctor's word and go for abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I made my decision. I am moving out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soon... but with no notice. I don't see the point being RESPONSIBLE and tell every single things I did. I am a lousy sister, lazy daughter, stupid person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NO ONE CARES either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The black sheep will leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No,&lt;/em&gt; this decision wasn't made simply because I am mad. It was made after much analyses and much deep thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-113000170105943540?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113000170105943540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=113000170105943540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113000170105943540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/113000170105943540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-i-have-temper-too.html' title='Hey, I have temper too!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112963690249216721</id><published>2005-10-18T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:01:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If tomorrow starts without me</title><content type='html'>If tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not there to see;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun should rise and find you eyes&lt;br /&gt;All filled with tears for me;&lt;br /&gt;I wish so much you wouldn't cry&lt;br /&gt;The way you did today,&lt;br /&gt;While thinking of the many things,&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you love me,&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And each time you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll miss me too;&lt;br /&gt;But when tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;Please try to understand,&lt;br /&gt;That an angel came and called my name,&lt;br /&gt;And took me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;And said my place was ready,&lt;br /&gt;In heaven far above,&lt;br /&gt;And that I'd have to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;All those I dearly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I turned to walk away,&lt;br /&gt;A tear fell from my eye,&lt;br /&gt;For all my life, I'd always thought,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to live for,&lt;br /&gt;So much yet to do,&lt;br /&gt;It seemed almost impossible,&lt;br /&gt;That I was leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good ones and the bad,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the love we shared,&lt;br /&gt;And all the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;If I could relive yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Just even for a while,I'd say good-bye and kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe see you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I fully realized,&lt;br /&gt;That this could never be,&lt;br /&gt;For emptiness and memories,&lt;br /&gt;Would take the place of me.&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought of worldly things,&lt;br /&gt;I might miss come tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of you and when I did,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was filled with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But when I walked through heaven's gates,&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When GOD looked down and smiled at me,&lt;br /&gt;From His great golden throne,&lt;br /&gt;He said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is eternity,And all I've promised you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for life on earth is past,&lt;br /&gt;But here it starts anew.&lt;br /&gt;I promise no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;But today will always last,&lt;br /&gt;And since each day's the same way&lt;br /&gt;There is no longing for the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have been so faithful,&lt;br /&gt;So trusting and so true.&lt;br /&gt;Though there were times you did some things,&lt;br /&gt;You knew you shouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;But you have been forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;And now at last you are free.&lt;br /&gt;So won't you take my hand.&lt;br /&gt;And share my life with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when tomorrow starts without me,&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we are far apart,&lt;br /&gt;For every time you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here, in your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112963690249216721?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112963690249216721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112963690249216721&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112963690249216721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112963690249216721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-tomorrow-starts-without-me.html' title='&lt;b&gt;If tomorrow starts without me&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112954525830124838</id><published>2005-10-17T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T18:38:10.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Ever felt those times when you are not respected, but only to be treated as a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick. &lt;em&gt;Mentally and physically.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am feeling &lt;strong&gt;lost&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;depress&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah,&lt;/em&gt; I bet you have heard so much till you are immuned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I want to be left alone. It will be a bonus is I am a mute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silence is golden. Some times I wonder why God wants us to have human relationship, &lt;em&gt;parents relationship, friendship, siblings relationship, employer-employee relationship, stranger-stranger relationship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so mentally tired in coping up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Resulted a physically tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the lighter note, I took MC.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep, wake up, sleep, wake up, shout, sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't I sleep forever, and join the others up there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am just so frustrated in learning the skills of human relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112954525830124838?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112954525830124838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112954525830124838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112954525830124838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112954525830124838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/sick.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Sick&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112947953339652513</id><published>2005-10-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:29:11.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been a bad gal over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I skipped my treatment. and had dinner with &lt;strong&gt;mummy&lt;/strong&gt;. That's the best time I could have done with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went &lt;strong&gt;Rush&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;Tommy, Ashley, Sharon, Tommy Jai, Irwin, Alan, Emily and don't know who&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't drink much. But I was feeling tipsy already. Kinda sick because I am having cough and flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I glup down the glass, I think of the &lt;strong&gt;late David&lt;/strong&gt;. Others seem to enjoy themselves very much. Maybe I am sick, so I can’t really enjoy myself. My drinking standard definitely had increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boosting session ended. Along with &lt;strong&gt;Murni&lt;/strong&gt; session. The owner of Murni is surprised to see me. &lt;em&gt;“you join them ar? (pointing at tommy and the gang and I nod my head) these are all bad guys!! You are a good gal! (surprised look)” lolz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much jokes cracking and laughter, I have to sent them home and I bathed, slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with really cramp pain below the abdomen, I never thought it would be period cramp. I never have one in my whole darn life. Now that I felt it, I understand how the pain now can disturb one’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cough worsen, my voice changed ; flu got worsen, my eyes are red sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tit tit tit tit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone has been bomb with endless SMS since the &lt;strong&gt;late David’s&lt;/strong&gt; death. Face it guys, he is gone for good, and every thing is over already. Let’s be happy that he is now in God’s good hand….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was frustrated actually with all the SMS. Then again, it’s not their wrong to be concern too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the SMS caught my attention &lt;em&gt;“Qbar tonight?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I go, &lt;strong&gt;QBar&lt;/strong&gt;. Another clubbing night…*sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, no liquor. The others have Black Labels. I ordered only &lt;em&gt;Margarita&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in &lt;strong&gt;QBar&lt;/strong&gt; after its renovation. Nice, not so spacious, ample tables for sure. One thing I liked bout &lt;strong&gt;QBar&lt;/strong&gt; is the partition of R&amp;amp;B and Trance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored half time anyway. Just not in mood for clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, chatted with &lt;strong&gt;Chloe&lt;/strong&gt; for quite some time before I sent her back into her house. It was sharing moments, about our life, love life, spiritual life… &lt;em&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Chloe&lt;/strong&gt; for trusting me, I enjoyed every moment spent. Especially those sharing. They are marvelous. I do wish I could help in some ways, but guess the best I could do is to be your listener.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept the whole day. Wake up, sleep, wake up, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply because I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard package – flu, cough, rashes, period cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m going for MC tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112947953339652513?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112947953339652513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112947953339652513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112947953339652513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112947953339652513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/bad-gal.html' title='Bad Gal'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112929260986296536</id><published>2005-10-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:23:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I wrote so much about the funeral yesterday and how my memory got provoked....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*frustrated*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112929260986296536?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112929260986296536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112929260986296536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112929260986296536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112929260986296536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112904435238151172</id><published>2005-10-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:39:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Late David Thong Thow Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The late &lt;strong&gt;David Thong Thow Check&lt;/strong&gt; has passed away 11　Ｏｃｔ　２００５　＠　６．３０ａｍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad because I have lost a dear friend;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy because my dear friend don't have to suffer any more pains;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angry because my dear friend didn't treasure his life enough, He has been drinking and smoking. Part of his job;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried because the mother seems not able to cope up with the news. She broke down many times infront of me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am griefed because the story of his last breathe is just so heartaching; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am joyful because he has reunited with God before us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings. :(&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/6716445-112904435238151172?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112904435238151172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112904435238151172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112904435238151172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112904435238151172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/late-david-thong-thow-check.html' title='&lt;b&gt;The Late David Thong Thow Check&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112876922036825921</id><published>2005-10-08T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:00:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno what to put...</title><content type='html'>I just came back from visiting David (&lt;a href="http://www.thongdavid.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thongdavid.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't feel this way for many years.. for once more again, I hold back my tears after visiting him. The last i hold my tears back was when my late &lt;strong&gt;Uncle Ching Nang Kui&lt;/strong&gt; vomited blood 2 hours before his last breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like late &lt;strong&gt;Uncle Ching, David&lt;/strong&gt; is one humble and strong person. Though his liver cancer is at the 4th stage, where doctor had announced that he shall wait for his death, David didn't give up his life so easily. He fight with it. The pain, the trumor (I saw it myself, it's growing... very big...*heartache*) the never ever comfortable bed...didn't become his obstacle at all. His sister was being very positive, believing nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that &lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt; is no longer on medicine, and too weak for a chemo, he takes a kind of herb as supplement. &lt;strong&gt;Catherine (sister of David)&lt;/strong&gt; study bio-med. Hence, with her determination to save her brother, she went through a lot to find this herb for him. There are testimonials to prove the herbs can heal a cancer patient even at the very serious stage. I saw the testimonials myself. It's very convincing and I believe it will work for &lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt; too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith that &lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt; will fight this battle well. Actually... I doubt he even recognise me. He seems all drowsy from the cacerious cells...it's really heartache to see him suffer, wish i could do something to reduce his pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After well-wishing prayers, I can't bear my tears any more. Of course, i didn't let it pour in front of him, it would only make him suffer even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chit-chatted with the sister, and mother a while.. ding ding dong dong.. only to leave the hospital heavy hearted. Now that I have learnt about that herb (sorry can't recall the name, will get &lt;strong&gt;Catherine&lt;/strong&gt; for that info again) I know i could help others too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if I knew about this herb earlier... I could have save &lt;strong&gt;late Uncle Ching&lt;/strong&gt;'s life :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feeling of..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;angry&lt;/em&gt; - because the doctors didn't perform their job good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt; - to see David suffers, even as he moves just one inch, his face cringes with pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;joy &lt;/em&gt;- because i know there IS still hope for David. It's up to his own determination to fight with the cells. it's just him and the cells now.. no one can help him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;comforting&lt;/em&gt; - to know that David has plenty of friends around to support him. It's really WHOLE world well wishes... the wad has 4 bed, 1 occupied by a uncle with cancer ; 1 occupied by david, and the other two beds are occupied wth presents, gifts, flowers, and human being. imagine how much of visitors he get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;doubtful&lt;/em&gt; - because his relative seems to be argueing over the effectivenes over the herb. It happens one of them has cancer before, and she tried chemo. she sounds defensive on why is Uncle Thong not sending David for chemo.. i really don't know.. now i am doubtful. According to Aunty Thong, David couldn't move up the 1st day... and subsequently after taking some supplement, he can sit up though it's painful. Today only they are going to try the herb, as Catherine only managed to get it today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spiritful&lt;/em&gt; - i felt as if i just joined the society ministry, to serve the sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh ...all i can say is.. prayers... prayers to motivate him, ask God to give him strength to battle this well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will ya, pray for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please. take time off to visit him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selayang Hospital &lt;/strong&gt;(took me 2 hrs to find it...actually quite easy to find, i road dumbo only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th Floor,D, Room 5B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thong Thow Check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112876922036825921?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112876922036825921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112876922036825921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112876922036825921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112876922036825921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-dunno-what-to-put.html' title='I dunno what to put...'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112851553773555280</id><published>2005-10-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:07:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many thanks to all well wishes from all over the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those time spent together are more precious than ever....it's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely grateful to have all of u as friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks for the wishes, lovely presents, sweet gatherings, fantastic dinners, and most important of all .... I am touched... with all of the kind things u guys did for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snif.f.. thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna thank my buddy, whom never forget it every year, he called from Japan!! it must have cost him a bomb to do that... and buddy, you know how u can always make my day without any tries ;) love ya buddy!!! can't wait till u are back and squeeze you hard!!! oh yeah, i can beat u this time for margarita ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and...&lt;em&gt;Adeline too make something for me !! Check out her website *beams*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and and...&lt;em&gt;Marcus who took the innitiative to wish me eventhough he is so sick at home....thank you thank you !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT23341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT23341.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;----hehe.. nice leh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yup yup! a bouquet of flowers with cute bear bear on top, attached with a lovely card too!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I personally love this bouquet of flowers... simply lovely!! *beams*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT23351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT23351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ahhh.. this one lagi special !!! from no other person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but my own brother ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He is so thoughtful ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Though he is still studying, it must have cost him quite a lot to get me those...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sweet, right? right? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;-- ahhh this one antique !! knew him for so many years.. first pressie from my neighbourhood friend ;p hahaha Many thanks &lt;em&gt;neighbourhood friend, i personally like it very much. "opps" haha just like me... always forgetting things :~D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddy, what's written on the wrapper? he refuse to tell me ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2336.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/PICT2341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/320/PICT2341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; sniff... u might not able to see notice the earrings.. but i personally LOVE it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a Little gift from Chloe... a friend whom i knew not long, so passionate, so caring gal whom take effort to get to know u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sniff... i am touched with her thoughtful actions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just can't get enough of these passion !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you once more for all these gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;... I love every single one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P/s: i just realized most pressie are  erm... feminine... is that a hint to say i am turning too boyish again? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112851553773555280?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112851553773555280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112851553773555280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112851553773555280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112851553773555280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112766139916539204</id><published>2005-09-25T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:16:39.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>特別給你的...</title><content type='html'>我想我開始對你有了感覺,但我清楚明白我們是沒有可能的...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只能深深的祝福你...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們依然是朋友&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112766139916539204?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112766139916539204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112766139916539204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112766139916539204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112766139916539204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='特別給你的...'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112463974450019588</id><published>2005-08-21T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T23:55:44.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/1600/Bon%20Odori2%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6810/78/200/Bon%20Odori2%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Odori fest! =) We are all sweating from dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From left: Pikey, Tack Fai, Me and my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112463974450019588?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112463974450019588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112463974450019588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112463974450019588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112463974450019588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/08/bon-odori-fest-we-are-all-sweating.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112065635157382697</id><published>2005-07-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:53:33.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newly married too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="645" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/weddingcanopytemplers022.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*drools* my leng jai cousin (David) and his ever sweet and lovely wife, Eshia ;) Newly Married too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112065635157382697?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112065635157382697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112065635157382697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112065635157382697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112065635157382697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/newly-married-too.html' title='Newly married too!'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112065527595145414</id><published>2005-07-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:18:13.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="384" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/kampung181.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The newly Married Couple --&amp;gt; Angus &amp; Priscilla! Match Make in Heaven *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112065527595145414?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112065527595145414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112065527595145414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112065527595145414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112065527595145414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/newly-married-couple-angus-priscilla.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112065303184957664</id><published>2005-07-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T20:30:31.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/weddingcanopytemplers100.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hmm.. nothing to do, just wanna post some pics for your pleasure! Enjoy! ;)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112065303184957664?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112065303184957664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112065303184957664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112065303184957664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112065303184957664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-112056334180718215</id><published>2005-07-05T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T19:35:41.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong side of the bed</title><content type='html'>I am mad... now.. real mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late to find out my alarm clock went flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed up, cleaned up only to find out some one took my facial cleanser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, all dressed up, out of the house to realize some one took my car key. So, i took the motor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to work, I nearly got killed few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached office, I start hearing complains about me.  Problem? I didn't divert some calls yesterday, which I am suppose to do so. Truth? I did. and I din't want to argue, I am too mad to argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up mailbox, got one super unpleasant email from bf. Spoilt my mood 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, a cuppa coffee can help. Opened up drawer only to realised I left the whole packet of coffee back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survived through the morning with water and more water. Not forgetting more complains too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept through afternoon, hopeing a little nap can make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss disturbed my sleep asking me to do things, which I ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch over, did some work. Bang into the newly-moved-shelf that's located next toe me a few times. Some one really have to remove that ASAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's off work. Went to Philip's shop wanting to get a new tone, to cheer myself up. But he was too busy layan me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, found out my bathroom is floated with water. Source? The pipe bocor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!! what a day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as I want to talk to someone, that someone don't want to pick up my call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am calling the day off now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mad*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-112056334180718215?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112056334180718215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=112056334180718215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112056334180718215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/112056334180718215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/wrong-side-of-bed.html' title='Wrong side of the bed'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-111348127479145341</id><published>2005-04-14T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:21:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't been updating nor catching up with any of the blogs... until i saw what was posted on Agnes blog, I nearly spill my drink! lolz she is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adeline&lt;/b&gt;  is so sweeet!!! she actually take the inniative to find out the meaning of "Laps". hmm.. We shall do that lap-swimming again. I want to be serious with my swimming. Real Serious. Now that I found 2 kaki, no way I got any more excuse not to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alfie&lt;/b&gt;, another nice guy whom is so kind enough to bring me tour &lt;i&gt;China Town&lt;/i&gt; when I was down in Singapore. Hehe, he shared with me a few interesting stories in his camp… ;) neh.. not ghost story mind u! it’s something more personal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask what m I doing, I just ...not so me today, and I decided to intro a bit of nice ppl around… got so many nice nice ppl around, but I malas to write every one out..sorry ya if I have left you out! Just so many things to write, but dunno where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I m getting so so so over weight!! I need a favor from you. Here is the thing, someone dared me to lose weight, but the ideal weight of his is 60kg. I need to go MORE than just 60kg…so it’s 55-60kg. Time frame? 3 months from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do me a favor, help me go diet !!! ;p together la we diet. Kakaka so mean of me, but hey, I am serious about this diet thingy. For my own health too. =) can can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donny&lt;/b&gt; is a penpal whom I haven’t meet even though we knew each other for erm… since 94.. that will be like 10 yrs ago? Lolz !! he is just like a big brother figure to me. Coaching, teaching, mentoring my teen life till now, adult life, secretly ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lashie&lt;/b&gt; hmm…. Another pal whom I met many years back too. Still is the shy quiet him. Wonder when can I korek the outstanding him out? Nice fella overall, just shy. And trust me pal, shyness is destroying you.. the whole u now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pikey&lt;/b&gt; @ my neighborhood friend!! How could I miss him out when he is the best neighborhood friend !! Like Donny, he is like a big brother figure to me, but not secretly. He shares, right to my face. One thing I like about him is his determination to do things. He can be indecisive, but heck the least he gets his things done. Woo.. I learnt a lot from this big korkor, too much to be stated here. Alah, go figure yourself =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tack Fai&lt;/b&gt; : so everyone knows whose pikey, but does any one know his youngest brother, TALKS SO SUPER FAST that I have to stopped him many times in order to catch him right! Lolz that’s right! Tack Fai talks extremely fast. In so many occasions, I have to made him repeat.  Charming guy if he is in a good mood. Or else, he will be nasty person, who doesn’t =) Today, he company-ed me the whole noon just to watch me do revision while he kills time with his drawings.  &lt;i&gt;nice hor&lt;/i&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arkie&lt;/b&gt; @ buddy since high school!! I love this buddy!! Sadly, recent years since we both started work, we kinda like drifted apart a bit. I miss him, badly :( He is one &lt;i&gt;FREAKING&lt;/i&gt; I repeat &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FREAKING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; successful person for his age. He had his dream came through and now working in Japan with all the beautiful Jap ladies around him lolz!! Buddy, if u read this, get your arse covered ya ;p lolz To make you guys jealous, Buddy actually sent me a Postcard from Japan Disneyland!! Ya, I know it’s no big deal for u guys, but it’s for me. *beams with pride* go and chat with him, worth your time ;) I won’t call him buddy for no reasons, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boobie&lt;/b&gt; , maybe his name is still unfamiliar to all of you. Come come, let me introduce, he sayang me like this real sistha, and he calls me &lt;i&gt;Gal Gal&lt;/i&gt; tee hee hee = p hold on hold on! Dun get jealous, I called him &lt;i&gt;Boobie&lt;/i&gt; and his real name is &lt;b&gt;Andy&lt;/b&gt;. Superb nice fella to hang out with especially when you are down or just need a companion to travel! I love him not because of him calling me gal gal, (ps my Bf gets jealous too, but heck, he is ok with it now hehe) but because of big-&lt;i&gt;big&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-heart !! Just so caring and loveable boy! I don’t need to worry about my $$ when I am out with him, he don’t let u pay. *ish* However, I refuse letting him pay either. He has other more BIG commitment to handles!  Thank you &lt;i&gt;Boobie&lt;/i&gt; now I got companion to go swimming, church, sports, eat out….etc. just not enough with one! Lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed all guys? That’s because I dunno any much gals. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirley&lt;/b&gt; @ craftgal! She cannot call herself mistletoe any more. ;p she do all kinds of craft!!! Her craft is total ART, precious ok! nothing beats her determinations and patience when comes to craft. She can go on and on and on for long hours over her craft.  You name it, from beadings, tailoring, cross-stitch, to even quilting!  Yet she still can excel in her studies! Amazing? (mind you, she is a bio..dunno what I think bio-tech something like that) No hold on, she can to achieve good grades in her Japanese language exams.  Not enough? How about a swimmer whom swims more than just 25 laps? I can’t swim that much, be it tru and flo consider as one. She can. AND AND !! yeah, there’s more! She can dance too! GRACEFULLY! She can make you drool for more for her sexy moves ;) Hey, I am not done yet, who on earth, can wake up as early as &lt;b&gt;5am&lt;/b&gt; just for GYM ?? yeah, Shirley can. She is da gal! And I often complains 24 hours not enough!! Look at this gal, 24 hours &lt;b&gt;TRULY&lt;/b&gt; not enough for her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today’s blog is too long. Lolz I decided to just stop here for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, I make you guys read such a long yet boring entries. Can’t help it, just not so me today. I feel dredge… to make things worsen, I actually wrote this for 4 hrs, and on the same time waited for some idiot to come online that long. The person whom I long hope to chat with at the moment…but never have the chance to do so… haih.. so stupid hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think I have reached the stage where, I have to move on to a higher level of maturity…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys, and God bless&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-111348127479145341?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111348127479145341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=111348127479145341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/111348127479145341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/111348127479145341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-little-thoughts.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My little thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-111227795740364950</id><published>2005-03-31T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:05:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>1. Work - Busy busy busy. Month end every one is asking for everything. now i hold two post, assistant to the manager and to the secretary too..*sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wound - not heal yet!!! :( gosh and now i have so-called-developed allergy! i can't take seafood any more :( this is so depressing..got any suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Love - ....something serious is getting wrong... but i think just my own piece of imagination! Kakaka.. let it be let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Family- less time spent because i am too busy doing other things. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Friends - lagi nonit to say.. spend LESSER time than with my family.. sorry guys. i will try my best to attend all the gatherings. just give me a buzz often k? really sorry i neglected u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Financial - real bad. can you imagine? working adult, can be so teruk until left ONLY RM 10 by 2nd week of the month? That's like..crazy.. but thank God, i managed to survived through =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. just not me any more... please please guys, update me what's happening around u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care and GOd bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-111227795740364950?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111227795740364950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=111227795740364950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/111227795740364950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/111227795740364950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Busy Busy Busy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-111008997440340519</id><published>2005-03-06T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T14:19:34.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not happy</title><content type='html'>nothing to brag, just not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you guys tolerate a guy's lateness ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more sports.... any one wanna be my partner? Guess, each time I am down, I will go do sports now. Issit it better for my health too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but I am definetely not happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-111008997440340519?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111008997440340519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=111008997440340519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/111008997440340519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/111008997440340519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-happy.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110899509278751217</id><published>2005-02-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T18:47:04.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Break again...</title><content type='html'>I just don't have the time to do all these things! I so miss working with &lt;b&gt;MSD&lt;/b&gt; !!! The current company just so... Haih .... no comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CNY been good, I ate a lot....&lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;End result:&lt;/span&gt; Put on weigh lor! yeah, i know you guys wanted to see the pic badly, but sadly, something is wrong some where with the PC, so sorry dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The dog-bitten wound not getting any better. It's giving me a &lt;b&gt;developed allergy&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;End result: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have to control my diet throughout CNY. More pathetic thing is, I have to visit the doctor twice to get my allergy 'cool down'. and what don't bothers me is, still the tempting Durians.. ;p hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Valentime is well spent. A quiet and simple night. We went to &lt;b&gt;1 Utama&lt;/b&gt; for a ice cream section, then a heart-to-heart section. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;End result: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Simple and quiet night spent wisely ;) I don't fancy roses during valetine day, because to us, everyday is valentime. He gaves me lots of those during the past few months.... *smile shyly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Work after long stress of holidays is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;DREADFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's killing my brain cell workings and to make things worsen, my blardy boss actually moved my place &lt;b&gt;RIGHT INFRONT OF HER!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;End Result: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No privacy working lo, she can stare at my screen just by lifting her head....*sweats*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I think, I am in trouble for love this year...haih ... let's just pray nothing serious happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am dead....mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke, no time to load those lovely pic i took, but one thing though. can any one share some tips on how to slim down a bit?... ? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dO take care and all the best to every one!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110899509278751217?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110899509278751217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110899509278751217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110899509278751217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110899509278751217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/02/long-break-again.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Long Break again...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110641291881151673</id><published>2005-01-23T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T00:55:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 169px" height=578 alt="Hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Picture104.jpg" width=552&gt;&lt;BR&gt;my Wound. hehe scary ar? ;p a friend actually said it look like a cake with many candles! ahaaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110641291881151673?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110641291881151673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110641291881151673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110641291881151673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110641291881151673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-wound.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110641254050591770</id><published>2005-01-23T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T00:49:00.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photobucket</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;Photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110641254050591770?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110641254050591770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110641254050591770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110641254050591770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110641254050591770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/01/photobucket.html' title='Photobucket'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110640136093196581</id><published>2005-01-22T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T00:51:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA LONG enough I think.. tee hee heee :p </title><content type='html'>trala la!! any one miss me miss me? tee hee hee +.+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k k, nothing much to update beside than hectic schedule on works ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people getting married, hence the dinners too.....*sweat* ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving houses, no, not me you silly. Helping hand for my bf. It's a tiring job you know.. *yawn* but glad everything is settled down now =) *winks* ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New work environgment. Hence, the adaption. *hectic* ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally my machine is repaired. &lt;b&gt;Thank you KJ&lt;/b&gt; for this. He helped me many many. Harap harap he tak merajuk for the past erm.. misunderstands lor ... *prays* ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else to update? wOo .... &lt;b&gt;I put on weight!&lt;/b&gt; hahaha...to be more frank, I got bitten by dog and it's still recovering. &lt;b&gt;Thank God no rabis.&lt;/b&gt; scar big big, what to do, have to live with it jor.. *sad* ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/Picture104.jpg" height="20" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, I been strict with my meals for 2 months due to the serious wound, and yet I still can put on weight!! hahaha how interesting leh!! ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...can any one spend me ice cream?? &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am craving...going crazy soon.. for ice cream....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110640136093196581?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110640136093196581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110640136093196581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110640136093196581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110640136093196581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2005/01/mia-long-enough-i-think-tee-hee-heee-p.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MIA LONG enough I think.. tee hee heee :p &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110101398519067232</id><published>2004-11-21T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T13:13:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/148/2003/320/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/148/2003/400/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, her name? Jia Yu, she is my cute cute little Niece. I simply love it when she calls me, she has this extremely cute voice and she knows her way into our hearts.. ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110101398519067232?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110101398519067232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110101398519067232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101398519067232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101398519067232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/11/hehe-her-name-jia-yu-she-is-my-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110101379565037555</id><published>2004-11-21T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T13:09:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/148/2003/320/amy%20gal%20%26%20me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/148/2003/400/amy%20gal%20%26%20me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed my red face? yeah, that's the side effect from over hyperness, Picture taken in Oishi with my lovely pet sister, Amy gal. She is EXTREMELY cute and intelligent! We just simply love her for whom she is! ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110101379565037555?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110101379565037555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110101379565037555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101379565037555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101379565037555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/11/noticed-my-red-face-yeah-thats-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110101373789633876</id><published>2004-11-21T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T13:08:57.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/148/2003/320/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/148/2003/400/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us, laming around at Subang Mamak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110101373789633876?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110101373789633876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110101373789633876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101373789633876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101373789633876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/11/three-of-us-laming-around-at-subang.html' title=''/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-110101387974784769</id><published>2004-11-21T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T13:11:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many things</title><content type='html'>but going to make it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Attended &lt;b&gt;CS&lt;/b&gt; wedding the past week, the food is erm.. not so good, but guess the guest enjoyed the alchohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Got lots of things to do with short period of time on hand.&lt;br /&gt;3. Planning to sell of &lt;b&gt;HP 15"&lt;/b&gt; monitor. Good condition&lt;br /&gt;4.More pictures coming up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-110101387974784769?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/110101387974784769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=110101387974784769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101387974784769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/110101387974784769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/11/many-things.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Many things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-109885617679200659</id><published>2004-10-27T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T13:50:47.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geram</title><content type='html'>Very geram now! of all days, this morning rained and I was forced to drive the car out. I have always been travelling on my motor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no place to park, I decided to park infront of my friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana tau, kena one summon now! Super bengang now! ish ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 'idiots' just want to earn money especially during their festival time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't so mad when I got the fine, but madder when I reached home, to find all their cars parked illegally! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NOt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; like mine was park illegally, I parked right infront of my friend's door step! they just so bias and want to earn friking money from us! No, they won't get fine if they &lt;b&gt;SIMPLY park ANY WHERE&lt;/b&gt; they like, but we will get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can recall back during &lt;i&gt;Ching Ming&lt;/i&gt; season, these pig heads actually gave a summon to my aunty just because she parked next to the tomb! So now I am madder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! geram! bengang sial now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so going to make these ppl's festival so so so so ......$%^&amp;*# ARgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can some one teach me how to swear now!? arghhh !!!! I am soooooooo &lt;a href="mailto:#@$#%"&gt;#@$#%&lt;/a&gt; mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-109885617679200659?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/109885617679200659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=109885617679200659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109885617679200659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109885617679200659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/10/geram.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Geram&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-109867085365135883</id><published>2004-10-25T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T10:20:53.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrassing</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;So memalukan !! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got curious with baby caring and how to give then proper nutrition, and signed up online for it. The newspaper, the newsletter even the real product samples. Never come across to me that they eventually &lt;b&gt;CALLED&lt;/b&gt; me up and congrats me on my baby deliver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, one part of it is to fill up when your baby delivered before you can complete the form, since &lt;b&gt;4th Oct&lt;/b&gt; is my birthday, I might as well just fill up the date as mine own. &lt;i&gt;Mana tau&lt;/i&gt; they have to screen through every application... and I was caught! so embrassinnnggg !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later told them it was merely the interest of baby caring that I signed up. Thank God they accept my reasons raionally. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am telling you.. this is so &lt;i&gt;Embrraaasssiinnnggg!!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-109867085365135883?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/109867085365135883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=109867085365135883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109867085365135883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109867085365135883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/10/embrassing.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Embrassing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-109808279250397764</id><published>2004-10-18T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T14:59:52.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed couples</title><content type='html'>Every one is getting married!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, almost every month i have to attend wedding dinner.... abit harsh on my pocket, but I am happy!! :) Because they are blessed couples and surely is happy event to attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else getting married? Please voice up a month before the real thing!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Congratulations &lt;b&gt;SC&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-109808279250397764?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/109808279250397764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=109808279250397764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109808279250397764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109808279250397764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/10/blessed-couples.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blessed couples&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-109773768748860104</id><published>2004-10-14T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T15:08:07.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses</title><content type='html'>HELP !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized since I start working here, I kept finding excuses to call my mom, though knowing that I will meet her tonight also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, silly leh.. how how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-109773768748860104?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/109773768748860104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=109773768748860104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109773768748860104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109773768748860104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/10/excuses.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Excuses&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716445.post-109771539842215336</id><published>2004-10-14T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T08:56:38.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discomfort mentally...</title><content type='html'>Same routine of daily work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same routine of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same society of a 23 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same cycle of housework..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same old me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih ... life such a mundane photostat machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6716445-109771539842215336?l=milolimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/feeds/109771539842215336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6716445&amp;postID=109771539842215336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109771539842215336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6716445/posts/default/109771539842215336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milolimao.blogspot.com/2004/10/discomfort-mentally.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Discomfort mentally...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Katetricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717673588213508294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/Katetricia/PICT3103Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
