<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:54:24.262+08:00</updated><category term='Emo'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Picture'/><category term='Just for fun'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='to end my nomad life'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Detox'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='song'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Hobby'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='My Beloved Family'/><category term='Outing'/><title type='text'>Tammy D' Froggy</title><subtitle type='html'>Tammy d' froggy is talkative, talk aloud, and talk non-stop. I enjoy reading, music, travelling and food; especially sharing it with good buddies. I love my friends, family and life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tammy</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8453992564698286026</id><published>2012-02-15T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T22:50:47.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leaving on a jet plane again</title><content type='html'>One more week I'm leaving to Singapore. I'm so nervous now, not just about moving to a new place, but my new job. It's something so new to me I have no idea will I like it or not or worst case what if I can't cope with it. The closer it gets to the date, the more worried I am. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss Goppy badly :(..... I will miss my lovely home too... I will miss my family... I will miss my friends here... I know it's not very far to travel from SG back to KL but we will definitely have lesser time to meet up. :( .. I will miss ... I will just miss everything in Malaysia. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-8453992564698286026?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8453992564698286026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8453992564698286026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8453992564698286026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8453992564698286026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-leaving-on-jet-plane-again.html' title='I&apos;m leaving on a jet plane again'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1423085689553065815</id><published>2012-02-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T00:59:23.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you, my dear :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrnMft2hHFo/TzlBWMIvoFI/AAAAAAAACZM/bN1bXZU5lDw/s1600/valentines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrnMft2hHFo/TzlBWMIvoFI/AAAAAAAACZM/bN1bXZU5lDw/s640/valentines.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1423085689553065815?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1423085689553065815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1423085689553065815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1423085689553065815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1423085689553065815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-you-my-dear.html' title='For you, my dear :)'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrnMft2hHFo/TzlBWMIvoFI/AAAAAAAACZM/bN1bXZU5lDw/s72-c/valentines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1277180048960871592</id><published>2012-02-10T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T21:54:31.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d' proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the summit of Eiffel tower, with comfy breeze blowing to my face, breathtaking night scene, a surprise ring from tiffany&amp;amp;co... everything seems so perfect. I can't believe this has happened to me. I am so touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I've not say it enough, thank you dear for giving me such a sweet marriage proposal. The blue little box put on a smile on my face everytime I look at it, it's a gift of a lifetime and I'll cherish it forever. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1277180048960871592?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1277180048960871592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1277180048960871592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1277180048960871592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1277180048960871592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2012/02/d-proposal.html' title='d&apos; proposal'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-1846494295460922229</id><published>2012-02-08T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:19:42.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my BIG project - photobook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is indeed a BIG project of mine, I've been spending weeks in doing this photobook of our vacations in Paris and Korea. It's actually a surprise gift from me for Danny. He was wondering what was I doing whole day in front of my laptop even on weekend; somemore with my privacy screen filter on. And I always answered him I'm chatting or facebooking. :p, luckily he didn't bother to keh poh and peek at my screen while he is busy with his PS3. After weeks of working on it, he finally received the parcel to his address in Singapore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaZTnxRp4mw/TzJvVMCWH3I/AAAAAAAACYE/QUmhEsNROmg/s1600/IMG_8324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaZTnxRp4mw/TzJvVMCWH3I/AAAAAAAACYE/QUmhEsNROmg/s400/IMG_8324.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the front cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Glgp2ilBdn0/TzJvbrLBv5I/AAAAAAAACYM/N9a7yUIVs_s/s1600/IMG_8325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Glgp2ilBdn0/TzJvbrLBv5I/AAAAAAAACYM/N9a7yUIVs_s/s400/IMG_8325.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the back cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xutCXDoGDTc/TzJvlX1YEmI/AAAAAAAACYU/_avTjctMf1o/s1600/IMG_8327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xutCXDoGDTc/TzJvlX1YEmI/AAAAAAAACYU/_avTjctMf1o/s400/IMG_8327.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;first page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpD4q8OSZ-4/TzJvvSjWiUI/AAAAAAAACYc/UknlclUMafw/s1600/IMG_8329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpD4q8OSZ-4/TzJvvSjWiUI/AAAAAAAACYc/UknlclUMafw/s400/IMG_8329.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Korea trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5zQw-gNMkok/TzJv1-BRgFI/AAAAAAAACYk/6VlJjIP3bf4/s1600/IMG_8330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5zQw-gNMkok/TzJv1-BRgFI/AAAAAAAACYk/6VlJjIP3bf4/s400/IMG_8330.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;skiing at Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vozj10MbK_E/TzJwG-AgnVI/AAAAAAAACY0/ONQYceXgLbc/s1600/IMG_8341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vozj10MbK_E/TzJwG-AgnVI/AAAAAAAACY0/ONQYceXgLbc/s400/IMG_8341.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Disneyland at Paris~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-size: 13px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85dqQ_BE9_c/TzJwXprWK3I/AAAAAAAACZE/OgCKYw92xc8/s1600/IMG_8369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85dqQ_BE9_c/TzJwXprWK3I/AAAAAAAACZE/OgCKYw92xc8/s400/IMG_8369.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the Eiffel tower!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOWPwUi-AI8/TzJv9pXVMeI/AAAAAAAACYs/qyO9--Rxd1g/s1600/IMG_8334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOWPwUi-AI8/TzJv9pXVMeI/AAAAAAAACYs/qyO9--Rxd1g/s400/IMG_8334.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paris trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsHrtlSYAhg/TzJwN-ewIlI/AAAAAAAACY8/kH6D9nHk5jE/s1600/IMG_8343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BsHrtlSYAhg/TzJwN-ewIlI/AAAAAAAACY8/kH6D9nHk5jE/s400/IMG_8343.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paris trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1846494295460922229?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1846494295460922229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1846494295460922229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1846494295460922229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1846494295460922229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-big-project-photobook_08.html' title='my BIG project - photobook'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaZTnxRp4mw/TzJvVMCWH3I/AAAAAAAACYE/QUmhEsNROmg/s72-c/IMG_8324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-786638774475370550</id><published>2012-02-08T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:44:51.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved country</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a fine day. I came out from Giant in Bandar Puteri after my groceries shopping. I took an illegal turn to avoid the traffic jam ahead. Soon after, a police car popped out and stopped me. Ahhhhh shit, I mumbled under my breath... the policeman asked for my driving license and told me I just did a serious offense and the summons can cost me RM300... well fair enough, I did commit the traffic offence so I am prepared for the summon. Then the policeman remind me again its a serious offense and the summon is expensive bla bla bla, I just nod my head while handing my driving license to him... I knew he is dropping me hints for the duit kopi, I pretend naive because I hate doing this in encouraging the unhealthy trend. Perhaps he think I really couldn't get what he mean, he finally told me directly "saya tolong u settle mau tak?"... then I said "tak apa, saman je.."... still he attempt to scare me with the "expensive" summon, while I insist it's fine and I want the summon, at last the policeman let me go without issue me one. I don't know shall I feel glad for being lucky this round. After he return me the driving license, he still trying "betul-betul tak nak belanja saya minum ke?"... -_-'''... sigh~~~ sad but true, this is my beloved country..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-786638774475370550?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/786638774475370550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=786638774475370550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/786638774475370550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/786638774475370550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-beloved-country.html' title='My beloved country'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-5336680044436231714</id><published>2012-02-02T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T00:46:50.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21wKgf0KfXk/Tylsciv-gsI/AAAAAAAAACI/jdAUUnG-u-g/s1600/0009e03c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21wKgf0KfXk/Tylsciv-gsI/AAAAAAAAACI/jdAUUnG-u-g/s400/0009e03c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704209640661615298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5336680044436231714?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5336680044436231714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5336680044436231714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5336680044436231714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5336680044436231714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2012/02/study.html' title='study !!!!'/><author><name>Danny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606354147626370260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21wKgf0KfXk/Tylsciv-gsI/AAAAAAAAACI/jdAUUnG-u-g/s72-c/0009e03c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-458509272654669087</id><published>2011-12-30T17:12:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:45:32.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well, it's the time of the year again to recap what have I done for the past one year. Year 2011 to me was truly eventful. I was sent to Korea for a work assignment since beginning of the year. It was initially a 2 months assignment and got extended again and again from winter to spring and eventually summer. Undeniable Korea is a nice place; the food, the weather, the culture and most important the people! The work assigment itself has been tough to me, I worked around the clock, had language barrier and culture shock, struggled to meet the timeline, difficulties in dealing with demanding client and complex system, homesick and etc, but all this has given me chance to learnt and gain exposure, I appreciate it much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBgF9uQv6mc/TwrsXrJvswI/AAAAAAAACNE/79cw-Nx4inA/s1600/winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695624570228159234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBgF9uQv6mc/TwrsXrJvswI/AAAAAAAACNE/79cw-Nx4inA/s400/winter.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; First time seeing snow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695626541795632786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekko7_2YUac/TwruKb0D5pI/AAAAAAAACOM/-H3TJEs2l1Y/s400/184354_10150168783420729_693520728_8633921_2897937_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 293px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;First time skiing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695624989924374514" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJRk757b5Y/TwrswGpHt_I/AAAAAAAACNQ/7qVJAiMpm6o/s400/winterDanny.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 293px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danny flew to Korea to meet up with me. I was happy&lt;/em&gt; :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695625081350760690" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdIORSYVpd4/Twrs1bO3qPI/AAAAAAAACNc/2QvLNXdDCYU/s400/spring.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a blink of an eye, Spring has arrived.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695626288836625410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cm2RbQI-gk4/Twrt7td7xAI/AAAAAAAACOA/Zjd6yYPgArY/s400/230366_1694392041079_1276158363_31451740_4090381_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cozy weather during the spring with great people I met in Korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695626624335517666" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T5X0nGAdAzU/TwruPPTGl-I/AAAAAAAACOY/vM-pLDaX0Qo/s400/314302_10150370004215729_693520728_10192380_4551781_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I knew it, it's Summer. Had lots of fun with Cylvia after I moved to the same hotel with her. We both love shopping, drinking, eating, and laughing.. We shared the infamous story where 2 of us can finish the whole chicken where it usually serve for 4. And we can shop until 4am! :p. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695635203475722338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx5IbzOQBMw/Twr2CnFhUGI/AAAAAAAACRA/xV80gfOTR4s/s400/jimjilban.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were so close we even saw each other naked body at the Korean spa - Jimjilbang. Kakaka :D. Btw, the Jimjilbang experience was SUPERB. I've never felt so rejuvenated before. Now I know the secret of beauty of Korean girls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn3DWTnISDI/TwruWPr7eDI/AAAAAAAACOk/j9yv7UUZNJ8/s1600/farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695626744698730546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn3DWTnISDI/TwruWPr7eDI/AAAAAAAACOk/j9yv7UUZNJ8/s400/farewell.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 298px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then... after 7 months, it came my farewell. It was nostalgic to leave a bunch of lovely colleagues. We were like having college life in Korea - we stayed together, makan together, burn the midnight oil together, plan for weekend activities together.. and get drunk together! Love you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbPuiQrYv20/TwrtC5KMOWI/AAAAAAAACN0/DuXLwJMJvAE/s1600/301202_10150418758810729_693520728_10508520_1747232922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695625312722499938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbPuiQrYv20/TwrtC5KMOWI/AAAAAAAACN0/DuXLwJMJvAE/s400/301202_10150418758810729_693520728_10508520_1747232922_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the peeps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the other hand; while I was away from home, Danny has relocated to Singapore. Yeah, so we are now maintaining a distance relationship. However, although we are in a LDR now, but I don't feel that we are drifting apart at all, distance makes heart grow fonder, on a second thought, it's not too bad as we are still meeting each other weekly or not every 2 weeks. But of course, I think it would be better if we can stay with each other again just like how we used to be, well so I've requested for a transfer and let's see if that happen and this will be my resolution for 2012. Wish me luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new journey I've started in 2011, which is the online biz I started with KTV to sell accessories I brought back from Korea. Although we are just earning peanut in this side business, but I believe the journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step, well, maybe not for the thousand miles journey, but at least I'm doing something more fun than my day time job. I'm enjoying it now at the moment, the whole process from shopping for stock, taking the picture, promote and advertise, building the customer relationship and etc.. hope both of us can be persistent in this in year 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695627808037553106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FnKiaeGfOsM/TwrvUI7qQ9I/AAAAAAAACOw/o7j9o-Vwuig/s400/profile2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please visit my biz profile selling Korea accessories - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/penqueen.si"&gt;www.facebook.com/penqueen.si&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In September, Danny was sent to Paris by his company and I decided to tag along. It was my first time land my feet on Europe! Paris doesn't loved by so many people especially girls for no reason. I love this place so much too. I spent a week in Paris and all I do during the day time while Danny at work is either laze away my day with a book on the grass, or visit the museums, or simply walk around without any itinerary in mind. Danny and I had great time in Paris - we dine and wine, picnic by the Seine river, had macaroon in the park, rent a Vespa and get ourselves lost in the city, went to the Church Service at the Magdalanae, vist the Paris Disneyland, had nutella at the Sacre Coeur, walk down the famous Champs Elysees and the sweetest moment - got proposed to on the Eiffel Tower. :) . It was indeed a surprise and I'm really touched. Now I just couldn't love Paris any less as it's a place carry such a big meaning to my better half and myself. Btw, if you were to ask me when are we having our wedding; we don't have a date yet. :p.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTyL5DbN6xc/Twr5YEg-hDI/AAAAAAAACRY/BI-lji9olx0/s1600/vespa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695638870687646770" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTyL5DbN6xc/Twr5YEg-hDI/AAAAAAAACRY/BI-lji9olx0/s400/vespa.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love the cute yellow Vespa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630319212218002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8fz-D-aEGE8/TwrxmTyWxpI/AAAAAAAACQc/yWOdxzKT0ac/s400/seine.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wine by the Seine river with my better half. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2olOe-ggOGY/TwrxiGMiIzI/AAAAAAAACQQ/Om9CqOMXjY0/s1600/macaroon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630246844441394" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2olOe-ggOGY/TwrxiGMiIzI/AAAAAAAACQQ/Om9CqOMXjY0/s400/macaroon.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must have Macaroons! Yummy. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8zyDzjFfuQA/Twr7XHyfXAI/AAAAAAAACR8/fi5ih0QlkgI/s1600/arc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695641053409795074" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8zyDzjFfuQA/Twr7XHyfXAI/AAAAAAAACR8/fi5ih0QlkgI/s400/arc.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arc de Triopmhe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFYMGzkKcVk/Twrxen6jimI/AAAAAAAACQE/8RQEuuG1ln0/s1600/lux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630187176364642" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFYMGzkKcVk/Twrxen6jimI/AAAAAAAACQE/8RQEuuG1ln0/s400/lux.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Jardin du Luxembourg, or the Luxembourg Gardens &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBPNm34akwQ/TwrxMH8gIII/AAAAAAAACPU/JhSzuZW4_HM/s1600/disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695629869356949634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBPNm34akwQ/TwrxMH8gIII/AAAAAAAACPU/JhSzuZW4_HM/s400/disney.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ Paris Disneyland :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g-Fgm4gLVI/Twrwba0TEnI/AAAAAAAACO8/H0MzlIMh4EI/s1600/disneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695629032609223282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g-Fgm4gLVI/Twrwba0TEnI/AAAAAAAACO8/H0MzlIMh4EI/s400/disneyland.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teUic1kLl2o/Twr7KHfQRqI/AAAAAAAACRw/-0R3Vo1zXTM/s1600/eiffelday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695640829990815394" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teUic1kLl2o/Twr7KHfQRqI/AAAAAAAACRw/-0R3Vo1zXTM/s400/eiffelday.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What more to say? Our dream comes true!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QvtlqMqJdU/TwrxUW4CLlI/AAAAAAAACPs/WrikyC5zWok/s1600/eiffel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630010803695186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QvtlqMqJdU/TwrxUW4CLlI/AAAAAAAACPs/WrikyC5zWok/s400/eiffel2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moment of proposal. It goes from "Will you?" to "I do" :)  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnrzlxRH-B0/Twrz2I_dBrI/AAAAAAAACQ0/-uDtZPnHvcU/s1600/IMG_7871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695632790215526066" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnrzlxRH-B0/Twrz2I_dBrI/AAAAAAAACQ0/-uDtZPnHvcU/s400/IMG_7871.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever thankful that we found each other. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's not the end yet. I told you it's an eventful year. Besides the Paris trip, I went diving with Danny during my flyback from Korea. It's been 2 years since my last dive. We drove to Terengganu and take a speed boat to the Lang Tengah island. I'm still not familiar with my buoyancy control and panic while I dive, nevertheless it was awesome and this time round we were able to take some nice underwater photo with my newly bought underwater casing. :) . Besides, I was on a family trip to Hatyai and went to Bali for Lezann's wedding. Although there is nothing much in Hatyai but I had great time too, it's spending precious moment with family that matter the most. And need not to say, Bali trip was awesome with the crazy gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3IBv6AXb5-k/TwsJV1N_89I/AAAAAAAACTc/6yqthRTUrfQ/s1600/dive2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695656424407823314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3IBv6AXb5-k/TwsJV1N_89I/AAAAAAAACTc/6yqthRTUrfQ/s400/dive2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdQsKmc7NEY/TwsLg2ZS8kI/AAAAAAAACUA/yEEIrT8BmIs/s1600/dive3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695658812725457474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdQsKmc7NEY/TwsLg2ZS8kI/AAAAAAAACUA/yEEIrT8BmIs/s400/dive3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YW_3iysHKdE/TwsLNQo2ZyI/AAAAAAAACTo/w5J0ZGWeiy4/s1600/dive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695658476172633890" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YW_3iysHKdE/TwsLNQo2ZyI/AAAAAAAACTo/w5J0ZGWeiy4/s400/dive.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gYMaoKiZOSQ/TwsJLtVuSXI/AAAAAAAACS4/2aWHmYtNd_M/s1600/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695656250494044530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gYMaoKiZOSQ/TwsJLtVuSXI/AAAAAAAACS4/2aWHmYtNd_M/s400/beach.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04iyOtNbgiY/TwsMD6Sr47I/AAAAAAAACUM/SpCkHtsgoTc/s1600/hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695659415066895282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04iyOtNbgiY/TwsMD6Sr47I/AAAAAAAACUM/SpCkHtsgoTc/s400/hat.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHoKitTzjiY/TwsRBVQI20I/AAAAAAAACVU/PeG4ToCylkI/s1600/hatyai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695664868322499394" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NHoKitTzjiY/TwsRBVQI20I/AAAAAAAACVU/PeG4ToCylkI/s400/hatyai.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 299px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55DvdiahR8Q/TwsQ32E9FGI/AAAAAAAACVI/yFI8PUTFHBo/s1600/bali2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695664705335268450" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55DvdiahR8Q/TwsQ32E9FGI/AAAAAAAACVI/yFI8PUTFHBo/s400/bali2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6B0-WidDsmw/TwsQ0ShHpKI/AAAAAAAACU8/ailNRZhyLMA/s1600/bali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695664644250117282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6B0-WidDsmw/TwsQ0ShHpKI/AAAAAAAACU8/ailNRZhyLMA/s400/bali.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After I got back from my oversea assignment; I was unassigned to any project. I've been working long hour constantly since I joined this organization, after 2 years this is my first time being so free at work. That's why most of my friends were surprised when they see back in action on facebook and MSN again. It wasn't too bad until I got super bored now being on the bench. I'm hoping "something" to turn up. Keep my finger crossed, don't make me wait too long.&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/17950796-458509272654669087?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/458509272654669087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=458509272654669087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/458509272654669087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/458509272654669087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-recap.html' title='2011 recap'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NBgF9uQv6mc/TwrsXrJvswI/AAAAAAAACNE/79cw-Nx4inA/s72-c/winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1881403167335213507</id><published>2011-12-14T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T13:31:50.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally watched jacky concert</title><content type='html'>dear, so happy that we finally managed to watch jacky concert together. it was a wonder night and concert :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1881403167335213507?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1881403167335213507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1881403167335213507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1881403167335213507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1881403167335213507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/12/finally-watched-jacky-concert.html' title='finally watched jacky concert'/><author><name>Danny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606354147626370260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8415570583201820417</id><published>2011-12-07T12:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:04:08.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert</title><content type='html'>jack cheung concert this weekend. cant wait to watch concert with you again.&lt;div&gt;i'm excited !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-8415570583201820417?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8415570583201820417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8415570583201820417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8415570583201820417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8415570583201820417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/12/concert.html' title='concert'/><author><name>Danny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606354147626370260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-9101523795920720254</id><published>2011-12-04T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T10:43:02.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zIQ0BC4f8-o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zIQ0BC4f8-o&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear i love you. I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-9101523795920720254?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/9101523795920720254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=9101523795920720254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/9101523795920720254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/9101523795920720254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-you-you.html' title='Love you you'/><author><name>Danny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606354147626370260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5995837295694468745</id><published>2011-04-15T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T00:57:00.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Pa, Ma</title><content type='html'>Sorry Pa, Ma.. I missed the Qing Meng again.. I felt really bad..  Last year was due to work; this year can't avoid the same too. I'm afraid I can't remember how you looks like anymore.. I still miss you badly, pa, ma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5995837295694468745?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5995837295694468745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5995837295694468745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5995837295694468745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5995837295694468745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorry-pa-ma.html' title='Sorry Pa, Ma'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4698230849137204454</id><published>2011-03-24T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:48:01.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money is not everything</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine told me money is not everything. This statement make me ponder for a while. No, it's not about whether I agree with it, but it's about why did he need to remind me that? It used to be the other way round when friend and family remind me to be more financial conscious.. Am I no longer the person that have no clue about financial planning, and dun give a damn about savings for bad time? I think it started since years ago when I just bought the house I'm staying now. It was a terrible dark days where I spent all my savings and in big debts due to all the monthly instalment and commitment I have, I admit I wore a hat bigger than my head and I nearly lost my breath. And that's the time I realize how important money is and day after day I become the now-me who is, I hate to say, but, materialistic. I really hate being one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, the matter of fact is money is still important, but it is not everything, and it should never be the driven factor for all the decision I made and going to make. And most importantly, I shall treasure the real essential things around me which is not to be measured by money. Remind myself to love life; and enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4698230849137204454?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4698230849137204454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4698230849137204454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4698230849137204454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4698230849137204454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/03/money-is-not-everything.html' title='Money is not everything'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5339630627523535425</id><published>2011-03-20T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:20:33.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;转载&gt;我認真工作，不代表我要當女強人！</title><content type='html'>有些人總愛說女人：「妳是不是很想當女強人？」對他們而言，只要是有事業心、認真於工作的女人，就像是女強人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重點在於，古時代的觀念認為，有事業心是男人的事，女人只要好好當個家庭主婦就好。但是現在的社會，大部分的家庭已經是雙薪家庭，幾乎所有的女人出了社會都要工作，很多女人在事業上也表現的有聲有色不輸男人。男人也很矛盾，女人工作幫忙分擔家計他們會很感激，但如果女人的工作做得太好，甚至賺的比他多，很多男人還是擁有「大男人思想」他會吃味女人的能力太好。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這樣的情況下，女人要賺錢、要有能力，但又不能賺的比男人多、能力比男人強。有錢要裝窮，聰明要裝笨，能力強要裝弱。這已經是許多女人心照不宣的生存之道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以說，女人有事業心到底對男人來說是好事還是壞事呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常聽到有一種說法，如果女人很認真工作，在職場上表現得好，老一輩的人就會說：「這個女人事業心太強，找老婆還是不要找事業心太強的女人比較好。」 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我聽了有點難過，也有點不解。為何認真工作就一定代表事業心強？認真工作是因為有上進心，對自己的工作有責任感，能夠把自己分內的事情做好，能夠與人團隊合作，能善於時間管理、有溝通能力。這樣「認真」的個性不是才能值得依靠信賴的人格特質嗎？難道自己的份內工作都做不好，朝三暮四的、做不爽就不做走人、工作上說到做不到、沒有責任感進取心，你會覺得這樣的人也能當一位好太太好母親？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最大的盲點在於，認真工作並不等於要當女強人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;認真工作是因為尊重自己的角色，當你要扮演好什麼角色，就好好的扮演好它。當個好員工、好主管，當個好女兒、好女友，當個好老婆、好媽媽...，每個人要當的角色那麼多，能夠盡職的把自己的角色扮演好，就像我喜歡我的工作，我就會盡職的把它做好，如果有一天我的工作變成了媽媽，我也會把我的角色扮演好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是每個認真工作的女人都要扮演呼風喚雨或錢財萬貫的女強人，而且，我在職場上也看到很多認真工作又認真的當一位好媽媽的女人，這樣的女人應該被敬佩、被體諒，蠟燭兩頭燒的角色並不是每個人都能扮演的好，每當我看到她們努力的身影，我都很感動。這樣的女人，要好好的疼惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許有人覺得一旦女人有工作，就不能好好顧家。但事實上很多女人是沒有得選擇的，如果你的老公也是郭台銘那樣的富豪，你當然可以吃的好過的好，背名牌包去做公益，生小孩也不用煩惱家庭開支，完全的支持政府的催生計畫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，很多女人是必須要工作才能生活、才能持家。當她們認真工作的時候，當她們還沒有結婚的時候，請不要嘲笑她們是因為太認真工作所以找不到男友，不要笑她們是老處女，也不要虛偽的讚美她們是女強人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個女人都想要當Superwoman，但並不一定是女強人。她們可以扮演好很多角色，為了另一半、為了家庭犧牲奉獻，她們一肩挑起很多責任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許有人覺得認真工作所以不能把家庭顧好。事實上，很多女人也是做得很好。而且，她們也願意為了家庭和孩子，先放下自己的工作，放棄很多機會和夢想。如果你問我，我也會把家庭擺在第一位。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最難過的是，當女人認真的為自己的生活打拼努力時，旁人在旁邊唱衰她：「妳看她就是太認真工作了所以變成老處女。」、「妳看一個女人再怎麼成功，嫁不掉就是敗犬。」、「妳看她事業心這麼強，以後一定不能當個好老婆。」、「妳看她就是太忙了，所以家裡一定顧不好。」...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是誰說，努力工作就是事業心強，事業心強就會變成女強人，女強人一定會欺負另一半、婚姻一定不幸福，然後她們不幸福就是你們等著看好戲的生活樂趣？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;難道說，從現在開始我們來當廢材，不努力工作當然事業心不強（因為也沒事業），然後就代表我們一定能當個好老婆好媽媽很會顧家？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣對很多對自己工作很有責任感、努力向上，認真的女生來說，太不公平。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算未來要當家庭主婦，如果我要當家庭主婦，責任心和處理事情的能力，都是很重要的。如果我要把一個角色做好，就要對自己的角色有責任感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個女人有事業心，不代表她不會回歸家庭，也不代表她一定會為了事業犧牲家人。不管是家庭主婦或職業婦女，都一樣偉大，也都一樣顧家。沒有誰好誰壞，都是選擇的問題，重點是，要把自己的角色扮演好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要有偏見的去否定她們，也不要先入為主的去定義別人。也不要去嘲笑那些比妳不幸福的女人，把別人的不幸當作笑話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直我想要把自己這個角色扮演好，我從來不是獨善其身的人，對我來說我的生命價值是在於可以幫助更多的人，而不只是我自己過的好而已。我認真工作是因為我尊重我的角色，因為我尊重那些支持我的人，我有責任感要成為能夠對別人有貢獻的人，我努力把這件事做好，因為這是我的責任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我從2003年開始寫作到現在也有8年的時間，從沒有一刻放棄或怠惰。我每天還是醒來抱著誠惶誠恐的心情怕自己寫的不夠多，每天睡前懷著愧疚的心情怕自己事情沒做完怎麼可以入睡。你們看到在你們面前呈現這樣樂觀又快樂的生活和形象，事實上，我是一直抱著「我怕我做得不夠好」的心態，不斷的給自己壓力，要進步、要努力。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是如果今天有人要說因為我是個有事業心的女人，所以我不能當個好老婆好媽媽，所以我不能擁有幸福的人生。我會覺得好難過。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為我是這麼努力。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而且，我從來不是大女人，我也從來沒有想過要當女強人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我這麼努力只是希望未來可以讓我身邊的人過的更好，我可以更有肩膀、更有能力去照顧別人，即便是有戰爭了，我也一定會站在我另一半我家人面前擋子彈的那種人，誰要欺負我的愛人，就算我不會打架，我一定站起來跟他搏鬥到底。而不是在後面哭泣躲在別人身後等著你保護。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的確，我不是弱女子，或許我內心很脆弱。但是，我想當個強壯的女人，可以擋風遮雨保護別人的女人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是弱女子，但請不要叫我女強人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請你好好欣賞我，你知道我是什麼樣的女人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5339630627523535425?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5339630627523535425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>I've heard about White Day in Japan but didn't know Korean observe this day too, no wonder I saw a lot of people queuing up for chocolates yesterday while I was in the mall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cute where some of my male colleagues giving chocolates and candies to every female colleagues in the office. I received few too, it's such a sweet thing to receive so many chocolates and candies in a day. ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY WHITE DAY! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-3656169997279000668?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/3656169997279000668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=3656169997279000668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3656169997279000668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3656169997279000668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-white-day.html' title='Happy White Day'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4629764607443331188</id><published>2011-02-07T23:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:30:00.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Rabbit Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After a week off, I'm back to work today. As usual, it was a great CNY, I get to spend time with family and friends. I think this is the first year I felt paiseh to receive Ang Pow; I think this is the sense of ageing. Look at my eldest nephew, he is 10 years old now! It was like just happened yesterday when my sister was pregnant and we stay together in Seremban with my parents when my brother in law was at outstation. Ah... time flew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I stayed at my Sister's place during CNY. Jean is now 8 years old and we can have pillow talk already. I love it when she tells me all her story in school and her feeling about everything. I had fun playing with my other nephews and nieces too, they bring laughters to my family; no wonder they say God brought children into this dark world because it needed the light that only a child can bring. It would be great if my parents can see this and I'm sure they will be x100 happier than what I'm feeling now, yeah I miss them, CNY will never be the same again without my parents. Btw, seeing all my nephews and nieces growing year after year, I wish I can spend more time with them before they are all grown up and find me naggy. Besides, the older I get, the more precious I find to spend time with relatives. I am blessed with relatives that are close to each other. The usual relatives gathering on the 2nd day of CNY is always the most anticipating events for me throughout the whole CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the 3rd day of CNY, I went to Sze Ling's crib with Chai Har and Lin Hui, we did nothing but chit chat for hoursssss. They are my best friends since secondary school but sadly we don't get to meet each other that often. I think the last time we met was during CNY last year. Although we seldom meet up but I can still feel the bonding; thats what real friendship suppose to be. Now Sze Ling is expecting a baby daughter! Awwww~~ I dunno how to describe the feeling when you see your best friend is a mummy-soon-to-be while you can still clearly remember her in her blue uniform. Are we really ageing but I wasn't realize until today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Btw, it's just 5th day of CNY and I believe there will be more gatherings on it's way!!! Can't wait to meet up with you all!! YES, YOU!! I'm saying YOU!! Let's catch up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TVAWac213PI/AAAAAAAACJk/atn5P5kkIUI/s1600/2011-02-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570977382735928562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TVAWac213PI/AAAAAAAACJk/atn5P5kkIUI/s400/2011-02-03.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Source : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamboey.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://iamboey.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/17950796-4629764607443331188?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4629764607443331188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4629764607443331188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4629764607443331188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4629764607443331188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-rabbit-year.html' title='Happy Rabbit Year'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TVAWac213PI/AAAAAAAACJk/atn5P5kkIUI/s72-c/2011-02-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5361194538802262519</id><published>2011-01-09T00:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:04:11.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myeong Dong shopping is seoul fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TTgkiEkaYKI/AAAAAAAACJA/TmZ-TCnq2tE/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564237507376865442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TTgkiEkaYKI/AAAAAAAACJA/TmZ-TCnq2tE/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my.. Myeong Dong shopping is soooooo fun.. everything is cheap and nice here.. really love this place to bits.. I was with my male colleague hence not really can shop to the max coz afraid he will be tooo bored. I must go back again one day alone or with girl friends and really shop till I drop kao kao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSiQ7YjqtCI/AAAAAAAACIw/EOL_7T_fJ70/s1600/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559853089867609122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSiQ7YjqtCI/AAAAAAAACIw/EOL_7T_fJ70/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't remember the price of all, but it's so much cheaper than Malaysia. The fruits thingy is a mask, that whole pack only cost me about RM40, just nice to be souvenir. ^.^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSiQjHSQVxI/AAAAAAAACIo/nRDhtRgzp0o/s1600/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559852672914315026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSiQjHSQVxI/AAAAAAAACIo/nRDhtRgzp0o/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is like RM3 each, and really good quality one..where to find in KL????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSiQ_qVh04I/AAAAAAAACI4/ffzNZNbt_p4/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559853163359622018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSiQ_qVh04I/AAAAAAAACI4/ffzNZNbt_p4/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15k won each piece which is about RM45... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5361194538802262519?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5361194538802262519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5361194538802262519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5361194538802262519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5361194538802262519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/myeong-dong-shopping-is-sooooo-fun.html' title='Myeong Dong shopping is seoul fun'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TTgkiEkaYKI/AAAAAAAACJA/TmZ-TCnq2tE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6789575137395988548</id><published>2011-01-07T07:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:53:29.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted ankle very painful !!!!</title><content type='html'>my twisted ankle was killing me last night. i was unable to sleep soundly due to the  swollen ankle. everything i try to turn or move my leg my ankle give me the kind of numb sourish pain. dont know when only swollen ankle would subside. damm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6789575137395988548?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6789575137395988548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6789575137395988548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6789575137395988548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6789575137395988548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/twisted-ankle-very-painful.html' title='twisted ankle very painful !!!!'/><author><name>Danny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606354147626370260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8770349068777912392</id><published>2011-01-06T22:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:49:27.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Yeong Ha Se Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbIzYOJeI/AAAAAAAACII/OusdENka5Uo/s1600/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559090259335980514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbIzYOJeI/AAAAAAAACII/OusdENka5Uo/s400/IMG_0074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My 4th day in Korea and probably this is one of the best day I have so far. I off work by 10pm, walked to the E-mart to grab some groceries, back to my apartment and had a HOT bath with my facial mask on, then sipping a bowl of Makkoli with strawberry and blogging while waiting Danny to come online.. ^__^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbQf1iAkI/AAAAAAAACIQ/B0RH1CLDCLQ/s1600/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559090391529161282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbQf1iAkI/AAAAAAAACIQ/B0RH1CLDCLQ/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;walk to and from office everyday in the snow. -13 degree celcius ain't no joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeah, I like the Makkoli more than the famous Korean soju. It's a milky rice wine and taste sweet &amp;amp; sour. Too bad I can't bring this back home coz it can't be kept for more than 1-2 days. I bought some Soju for Danny though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbUPXJJOI/AAAAAAAACIY/2K9Se-sUQJQ/s1600/IMG_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559090455826212066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbUPXJJOI/AAAAAAAACIY/2K9Se-sUQJQ/s400/IMG_0089.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tall green bottle is the Makkoli, must drink with bowl. When in korea, do the korean do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And yeah, people talk about Korean strawberry a lot. It's indeed veeery sweet and not sour at all. It's nice, but still, fruit's just fruit, nothing to shout for. Btw I find their strawberry jam is nice.. gonna curi few small packet from my hote breakfast back home.. kekeke, yeah, I'm cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the work culture.. its always long working hour, 9am till 11pm almost everyday. Meeting the whole day, lunch, drinking, dinner, drinking again, back to office continue working till late night, then go home. -___-. It's long working hour but doesn't seems productive to me. And they just speak in Korean in all the meeting. Imagine forcing yourself in a cinema for a bollywood movie without subtitle *sweat.... Btw there is a culture where I super loving it, which is the boss always pay for lunch and dinner.. EVERYTIME!! I dunno whether they claim it or not la.. but who cares, I got free meal everyday. hehe..Ya, told ya I'm cheapskate... but hey, their food are expensive, one simple meal can simply cost you rm30-40 .. even from the office canteen also cost RM10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about food. Korean food is nice. I love their bibimbap and the sweet&amp;amp;sour pork belly. See if I have time to explore the nice food in Seoul this weekend. :) Then will blog more about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Arghhhhh, see how many paragraphs I've blogged dy but where are you Mr. Wong??????!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-8770349068777912392?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8770349068777912392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8770349068777912392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8770349068777912392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8770349068777912392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2011/01/yeong-ha-se-yo.html' title='An Yeong Ha Se Yo'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TSXbIzYOJeI/AAAAAAAACII/OusdENka5Uo/s72-c/IMG_0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6131258137844558853</id><published>2010-12-31T20:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:29:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell 2010, bring it on 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year 2010 has been a crazily busy year for me. So busy, I haven't left much time for myself. I skipped a lot of family trips, and barely have chance to go exercise or facial or just a casual dinner gathering with my girls. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, in fact it was my new year resolution to focus in career and I really glad that I have a very understanding bf that support me comes rain or shine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a year now, no doubt I've learnt a lot and grew a lot. I ditch my DBA role and get into performance testing team as a team lead, picking up more responsibilities and pressure comes in a package. It's not really a big BIG achievement but I'm happy with the exposure and cofidence I gained, moreover I started to find PT interesting albeit I still miss working on database. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's been an eventful year for me in my career but definitely not my perfonal life. I was constantly working long hour and been sick many times in merely a year, I lost count, and even admitted into hospital due to dengue. So, for this coming year, a big contradict with my last year resolution, guess it's a high time to seriously start looking into striking a work-life balance. On a side note, more in my to-do list : to get a landed house, travel to 2 countries and go for a diving trip! And most importantly, to be a simpler and happier person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF YOU!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6131258137844558853?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6131258137844558853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6131258137844558853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6131258137844558853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6131258137844558853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/12/farewell-2010-bring-it-on-2011.html' title='Farewell 2010, bring it on 2011'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6051067957309200778</id><published>2010-12-11T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T02:03:49.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As usual...</title><content type='html'>As usual.. stressed to death trying god damn hard to rush for the dateline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the fastest way to grab all the knowledge I need to make this shit works? I wish there were 48 hours in a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6051067957309200778?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6051067957309200778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6051067957309200778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6051067957309200778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6051067957309200778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-usual.html' title='As usual...'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4445870247101861625</id><published>2010-11-06T16:30:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:43:32.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanjung Sepat one day trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfBb_zWPI/AAAAAAAACG8/wLyeKQiI-Tg/s1600/73625_10150095653640729_693520728_7557162_3434354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536365426477586674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfBb_zWPI/AAAAAAAACG8/wLyeKQiI-Tg/s400/73625_10150095653640729_693520728_7557162_3434354_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's Lily's birthday! and we decided to celebrate her birthday with a short trip and good to serve as a gathering for us all. And there we go to the Tanjung Sepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We started our journey from Klang after our lunch at a famous &lt;a href="http://food.malaysiamostwanted.com/venues/peng-heong-hakka-paikut-batu-tiga-solok-baharu-klang"&gt;Hakka Pai Kuat &lt;/a&gt;restaurant Chrys found online. Along the way to Tanjung Sepat, we stop by the Dragon Fruit orchard and also the famous Sepang Goldcoast a.k.a Bagan Lalang beach. It's a nice beach, but it's way tooooo hot on this day and we just quickly snap a photo then hop on the car again and continue the journey. I bet we really can chill here for hours if wasn't because of the bad timing, should come in the evening instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfj5SobbI/AAAAAAAACHU/V4xwgPq_Jgw/s1600/150065_10150095643630729_693520728_7557038_7314397_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536366018456743346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfj5SobbI/AAAAAAAACHU/V4xwgPq_Jgw/s400/150065_10150095643630729_693520728_7557038_7314397_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the girls~ love ya all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The first destination we visit in Tanjung Sepat is the Hai Yew Heng Pao shop. It's all handmade with no preservative; and you can imgine how long the queue can be as this is the hottest tourist spot in Tanjung Sepat. Thanks to Eunice and Chrys with the patience to queue up and bought us the pao. I ain't expert in food hence I don't find it any more special than other pao, but I believe it can't be famous for no reason and I trust the food expert Chrys claimed it's nice, so this is a must-try in Tanjung Sepat. :D. We had the pao at the coffee shop opposite of the "factory" with the "famous ampula + sour plum juice", (everything here must start with the word "famous"). Btw, it's not easy to get this drink back in KL, so it's another "must-try" too. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUf4kq07ZI/AAAAAAAACHs/65yco1GWDq8/s1600/149431_10150095649055729_693520728_7557112_3152767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536366373698334098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUf4kq07ZI/AAAAAAAACHs/65yco1GWDq8/s400/149431_10150095649055729_693520728_7557112_3152767_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUf0mfqm5I/AAAAAAAACHk/RCVlu6k9V9I/s1600/74033_10150095649335729_693520728_7557119_6435709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536366305468914578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUf0mfqm5I/AAAAAAAACHk/RCVlu6k9V9I/s400/74033_10150095649335729_693520728_7557119_6435709_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfvzqc6iI/AAAAAAAACHc/_24rKLk9eQg/s1600/73656_10150095649430729_693520728_7557121_4069527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536366223104469538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfvzqc6iI/AAAAAAAACHc/_24rKLk9eQg/s400/73656_10150095649430729_693520728_7557121_4069527_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the ampula they make juice out of it with sour plum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next, we head to the mushroom factory. So-called mushroom factory but actually it's just a place with some display of mushroom plant then with a shop inside selling all kind of products made of mushroom. :p. After some mushroom shopping, we realize there is nothing left in our to-do list until dinner time; and it's only 5-ish. But with no choice we head to the lover's bridge too, the seafood restaurant we planned to have our dinner is just next to it. &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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUgb2cY9gI/AAAAAAAACH0/mV-5ZcrjH98/s1600/149975_10150095649610729_693520728_7557124_1183292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536366979765040642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUgb2cY9gI/AAAAAAAACH0/mV-5ZcrjH98/s400/149975_10150095649610729_693520728_7557124_1183292_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a bit of walk on the bridge, there are lots of people fishing there. You can see everyone is so relaxing and just chill and smile and... doing nothing... ah~ what a blissful place with simple people and simple life. I must come back for fishing one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfHQS_GZI/AAAAAAAACHE/h3OnWXoroDM/s1600/73840_10150095649790729_693520728_7557128_6746019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536365526416038290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfHQS_GZI/AAAAAAAACHE/h3OnWXoroDM/s400/73840_10150095649790729_693520728_7557128_6746019_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUe9FK_GUI/AAAAAAAACG0/FhSp4uWzvq0/s1600/73007_10150095650515729_693520728_7557139_4072191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536365351631001922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUe9FK_GUI/AAAAAAAACG0/FhSp4uWzvq0/s400/73007_10150095650515729_693520728_7557139_4072191_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUezxG51MI/AAAAAAAACGs/q35zM8RckWY/s1600/149602_10150095650305729_693520728_7557135_8113289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536365191626347714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUezxG51MI/AAAAAAAACGs/q35zM8RckWY/s400/149602_10150095650305729_693520728_7557135_8113289_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then after a short walk due to the hot weather, we have our early dinner at the Ocen seafood restaurant. Frankly I think the food is just so so, I know other seafood restaurant in Tanjung Sepat serve better food than it, but it's always fun and happy to spend time with BFFs, we definitely had a great time. After the dinner, the sun is about to set down. Danny and I decided to take another walk on the lover's bridge while the rest of the girls decided not to coz they were too exhausted. The sunset is very beautiful~~~~ and seriously I must come back for fishing one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUeruNQvyI/AAAAAAAACGk/bn34oTfEjxI/s1600/76997_10150095652510729_693520728_7557158_1903245_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536365053408755490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUeruNQvyI/AAAAAAAACGk/bn34oTfEjxI/s400/76997_10150095652510729_693520728_7557158_1903245_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUhsq2VnQI/AAAAAAAACH8/kqwihilfkc4/s1600/149438_10150095654020729_693520728_7557176_7601541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536368368222051586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUhsq2VnQI/AAAAAAAACH8/kqwihilfkc4/s400/149438_10150095654020729_693520728_7557176_7601541_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUejjjzMqI/AAAAAAAACGc/im9gO4wjZ5M/s1600/77090_10150095651195729_693520728_7557148_4241443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536364913111544482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUejjjzMqI/AAAAAAAACGc/im9gO4wjZ5M/s400/77090_10150095651195729_693520728_7557148_4241443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfWDU8bHI/AAAAAAAACHM/jEIjy05VxnY/s1600/76152_10150095651360729_693520728_7557152_1170655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536365780632628338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfWDU8bHI/AAAAAAAACHM/jEIjy05VxnY/s400/76152_10150095651360729_693520728_7557152_1170655_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/17950796-4445870247101861625?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4445870247101861625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4445870247101861625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4445870247101861625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4445870247101861625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/11/tanjung-sepat-one-day-trip.html' title='Tanjung Sepat one day trip'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TNUfBb_zWPI/AAAAAAAACG8/wLyeKQiI-Tg/s72-c/73625_10150095653640729_693520728_7557162_3434354_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-3266798173222435621</id><published>2010-10-24T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:20:23.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to be like this forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TMPAu7_GuFI/AAAAAAAACFs/7C4SLKVE_TM/s1600/n693520728_2831670_1699715.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TMPASXATDkI/AAAAAAAACFk/XSnq6yvaNzw/s1600/39583_495366640728_693520728_7318452_5292719_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531476188986543682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TMPASXATDkI/AAAAAAAACFk/XSnq6yvaNzw/s400/39583_495366640728_693520728_7318452_5292719_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stare at the mountain, telling silly jokes, or simply not doing a thing. Dolce Far Niente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-3266798173222435621?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/3266798173222435621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=3266798173222435621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3266798173222435621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3266798173222435621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-just-want-to-be-like-this-forever.html' title='I just want to be like this forever'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TMPASXATDkI/AAAAAAAACFk/XSnq6yvaNzw/s72-c/39583_495366640728_693520728_7318452_5292719_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4132113902048011509</id><published>2010-10-16T20:40:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:13:00.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halong Bay &amp; Tam Coc, Vietnam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseTWnIpyI/AAAAAAAACFU/bsyHtWpKRbk/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529046285363488546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseTWnIpyI/AAAAAAAACFU/bsyHtWpKRbk/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a day tour to Halong Bay on the next day we back from Sapa. I guess Halong Bay is the most famous tourist spot in Hanoi. Well, I can say it's just pretty overrated, but at least you get to canoe there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseChHQabI/AAAAAAAACFE/3IOU6NM-ESE/s1600/69884_498269725728_693520728_7369621_1849478_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529045996124793266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseChHQabI/AAAAAAAACFE/3IOU6NM-ESE/s400/69884_498269725728_693520728_7369621_1849478_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's the dragon boat? *disappointed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseH653qHI/AAAAAAAACFM/K-y6WgYaiwI/s1600/71786_498268625728_693520728_7369616_1409935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529046088947312754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseH653qHI/AAAAAAAACFM/K-y6WgYaiwI/s400/71786_498268625728_693520728_7369616_1409935_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; To canoe through the cave into the lagoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsd-SoFvlI/AAAAAAAACE8/Z5rKUtEnbjI/s1600/66624_498274545728_693520728_7369677_4066526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529045923516497490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsd-SoFvlI/AAAAAAAACE8/Z5rKUtEnbjI/s400/66624_498274545728_693520728_7369677_4066526_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I am pretty sure this is the place they film Avatar. :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsd30rLBZI/AAAAAAAACE0/5tLI2Ho45kg/s1600/33614_498265835728_693520728_7369598_2589818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529045812397147538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsd30rLBZI/AAAAAAAACE0/5tLI2Ho45kg/s400/33614_498265835728_693520728_7369598_2589818_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of us. ^^ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the 2nd day, we went to Tam Coc. We chose the biking trip there, guess it's a bad decision though because the cycling is nothing special except it gives you chance to burn more calories. Anyway, we cycled for about an hour to reach the "jetty" where we will then hop on the boat for the boat trip; or rather sampan trip. As you were rowed down the river, you will see a lot of wonderful limestone mountains. And due to the boat/sampan is all rowed by man without motor, you can really feels the serene surrounding and real fresh air throughout the 2 hours trip. (Yes, 2 hours on the river!!!). I like Tam Coc much more than the ever famous Halong Bay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsdYfnkFzI/AAAAAAAACEk/Dl1jqPUGqVM/s1600/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529045274168923954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsdYfnkFzI/AAAAAAAACEk/Dl1jqPUGqVM/s400/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Let's go cycling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsdf-Mf0iI/AAAAAAAACEs/EJ9Ar9WkAeU/s1600/71755_498386520728_693520728_7372225_281008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529045402635981346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsdf-Mf0iI/AAAAAAAACEs/EJ9Ar9WkAeU/s400/71755_498386520728_693520728_7372225_281008_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Row down the Tam Coc's river :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsdF5KYThI/AAAAAAAACEc/ROVglT9mcJw/s1600/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529044954608324114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsdF5KYThI/AAAAAAAACEc/ROVglT9mcJw/s400/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLscyG1sNLI/AAAAAAAACEU/QBaBU4oBZiA/s1600/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529044614682260658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLscyG1sNLI/AAAAAAAACEU/QBaBU4oBZiA/s400/untitled4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsce1AxnXI/AAAAAAAACEM/eXW3K89A3-Y/s1600/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529044283479399794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLsce1AxnXI/AAAAAAAACEM/eXW3K89A3-Y/s400/untitled6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLscTQk8VWI/AAAAAAAACEE/2IDLn6fz15A/s1600/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529044084720424290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLscTQk8VWI/AAAAAAAACEE/2IDLn6fz15A/s400/untitled7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;p align="justify"&gt;Alright, that's all for my Vietnam's 7 days travelogue. Quite a cincai ending though, coz the "umph" is not that strong after a week back from my holiday, btw, I am still with my post-holiday syndrom now, a bit of jet lag perhaps... lol.. Wanna plan for my next holiday dy. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4132113902048011509?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4132113902048011509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4132113902048011509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4132113902048011509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4132113902048011509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/10/halong-bay-tam-coc-vietnam.html' title='Halong Bay &amp; Tam Coc, Vietnam'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLseTWnIpyI/AAAAAAAACFU/bsyHtWpKRbk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1718413434449383280</id><published>2010-10-10T19:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:13:53.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanoi, Vietnam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Throughout the 7 days of our Vietnam trip, we spent about 3 days in Hanoi. Honestly I don't like Hanoi. The traffic is crazy, the air is so polluted, and I felt very tensed up due to the noise everywhere. However, I seriously fall in love with their coffee; the dark roasted coffee dripping slowly from the metal filter into the cup containing condensed milk then pour in ice are just a perfect combination. I had my cuppa almost everyday in Hanoi!! :) .Needless to mention the ever famous beef noodle, love it to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526378837080352546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGkRbZpJyI/AAAAAAAACD8/gkYUo5R7L4o/s400/44947_495171155728_693520728_7313917_6124040_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beef noodle and the Vietnam traditional iced coffee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGjjZ1TfqI/AAAAAAAACD0/cKYSvS_ND6c/s1600/66956_495173140728_693520728_7313973_6416119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526378046385520290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGjjZ1TfqI/AAAAAAAACD0/cKYSvS_ND6c/s400/66956_495173140728_693520728_7313973_6416119_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting patiently for the coffee dripping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGgdI1lfTI/AAAAAAAACDU/lJvDKK7vIMo/s1600/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526374640209198386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGgdI1lfTI/AAAAAAAACDU/lJvDKK7vIMo/s400/untitled4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanoi street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGgTSemOII/AAAAAAAACDM/QiSMrm41qrE/s1600/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526374470998440066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGgTSemOII/AAAAAAAACDM/QiSMrm41qrE/s400/5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The crazy traffic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coincidently, it's the 1000th anniversary of Hanoi when we were there. The streets were blocked for the nightly celebration and it was soooooooooooo crowded with people. OMG! I almost stop breathing. Nevertheless, it's fun to see so many peoples celebrating on the street together and good to experience their local culture by walking and exploring the streets. You can see they are greatly influenced by France culture where you can spot lots of French restaurant and also some French speaking tour guides; and that's how I'm able to bought my best thing in Hanoi - the painting of le petite prince! :D:D:D:D... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TMGNqUJjo-I/AAAAAAAACFc/pWOOpoD4WvQ/s1600/66827_494730870728_693520728_7304203_3378946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530857575490495458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TMGNqUJjo-I/AAAAAAAACFc/pWOOpoD4WvQ/s400/66827_494730870728_693520728_7304203_3378946_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Super happy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGjYobunTI/AAAAAAAACDs/16MijWxB3gg/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526377861326216498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGjYobunTI/AAAAAAAACDs/16MijWxB3gg/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGhPNW3LnI/AAAAAAAACDk/EtZ4QktJ8KM/s1600/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526375500415970930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGhPNW3LnI/AAAAAAAACDk/EtZ4QktJ8KM/s400/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGg_5ObC-I/AAAAAAAACDc/_i7qFprBiKI/s1600/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526375237313825762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGg_5ObC-I/AAAAAAAACDc/_i7qFprBiKI/s400/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/17950796-1718413434449383280?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1718413434449383280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1718413434449383280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1718413434449383280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1718413434449383280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/10/hanoi-vietnam.html' title='Hanoi, Vietnam'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLGkRbZpJyI/AAAAAAAACD8/gkYUo5R7L4o/s72-c/44947_495171155728_693520728_7313917_6124040_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-762370220489599799</id><published>2010-10-09T22:41:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T18:49:00.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapa, Vietnam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC7jbrAVYI/AAAAAAAACC8/G2U8_6IbOys/s1600/65861_495041685728_693520728_7310802_1422744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526122960181548418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC7jbrAVYI/AAAAAAAACC8/G2U8_6IbOys/s400/65861_495041685728_693520728_7310802_1422744_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sapa is in the southwest of Vietnam and close to the China border. We board a night train for 8 hours from Hanoi to Lao Chai on the first day we touched down Vietnam; followed by another 3 hours "thrilling" ride up to the Sapa mountain with a mini bus. Yes, it's very tiring; but trust me, the wonderful scenary worth all the hassle we've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCB5btZN4I/AAAAAAAACAk/UxmLpAqa264/s1600/64311_495025685728_693520728_7310506_6971623_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526059566474278786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCB5btZN4I/AAAAAAAACAk/UxmLpAqa264/s400/64311_495025685728_693520728_7310506_6971623_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The train we board on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCK8LqwBgI/AAAAAAAACCE/Zw80FoMDEEw/s1600/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526069509312480770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCK8LqwBgI/AAAAAAAACCE/Zw80FoMDEEw/s400/IMG_1174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; It's quite a decent train. Clean, and air-conditioned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the first day we were in Sapa, we went to the famous weekend market - Bac Ha. It's a very special experience where you can see many people from the hill tribes wearing their colourful traditional costume trading almost everything in the market - handicraft, clothes, food and even snake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCBrrwoRyI/AAAAAAAACAc/GsGQcXDirRo/s1600/67204_495025845728_693520728_7310512_680351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526059330264647458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCBrrwoRyI/AAAAAAAACAc/GsGQcXDirRo/s400/67204_495025845728_693520728_7310512_680351_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCBcQvVx4I/AAAAAAAACAU/IjAim3iqVoE/s1600/64873_495026430728_693520728_7310531_6452777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526059065313445762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCBcQvVx4I/AAAAAAAACAU/IjAim3iqVoE/s400/64873_495026430728_693520728_7310531_6452777_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCBPjvgWDI/AAAAAAAACAM/TThESmqQYsI/s1600/47011_495025735728_693520728_7310508_7030234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526058847076112434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCBPjvgWDI/AAAAAAAACAM/TThESmqQYsI/s400/47011_495025735728_693520728_7310508_7030234_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for sale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCA5-vGOHI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sx-lrlzJmAk/s1600/66621_495026465728_693520728_7310532_6775439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526058476365035634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCA5-vGOHI/AAAAAAAAB_8/sx-lrlzJmAk/s400/66621_495026465728_693520728_7310532_6775439_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCA2Ph0tZI/AAAAAAAAB_0/9R_uiuAQ8-g/s1600/66958_495026005728_693520728_7310515_6046132_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526058412153288082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCA2Ph0tZI/AAAAAAAAB_0/9R_uiuAQ8-g/s400/66958_495026005728_693520728_7310515_6046132_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCAs3t_SqI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rsTrLRhhqsk/s1600/66897_495026045728_693520728_7310517_2158815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526058251143039650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCAs3t_SqI/AAAAAAAAB_s/rsTrLRhhqsk/s400/66897_495026045728_693520728_7310517_2158815_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC4Uj4Hv2I/AAAAAAAACCc/OupQ9Zn3xW0/s1600/67218_495026275728_693520728_7310527_7137276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526119406151122786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC4Uj4Hv2I/AAAAAAAACCc/OupQ9Zn3xW0/s400/67218_495026275728_693520728_7310527_7137276_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day, we started our trekking trip in the morning. It was a 2 days adventure. The first day was a holy 15 km trekking into the village; spend the night at the traditional homestay, then continue the trekking the next morning till afternoon. The view along the trail is breathtaking, there are the picturesque paddy terrace in sight, and the beautiful waterfall too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCFUSPjgYI/AAAAAAAACBE/dYvMc0BH8eg/s1600/64023_495027245728_693520728_7310555_4288001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526063326324556162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCFUSPjgYI/AAAAAAAACBE/dYvMc0BH8eg/s400/64023_495027245728_693520728_7310555_4288001_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCN5XS1NUI/AAAAAAAACCU/MR2vzkFyQPY/s1600/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526072759428658498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCN5XS1NUI/AAAAAAAACCU/MR2vzkFyQPY/s400/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; second from left - our tour guide, Lan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCE_XreVJI/AAAAAAAACA0/1s96W9D4jCA/s1600/33625_495042125728_693520728_7310812_1978538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526062967006581906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCE_XreVJI/AAAAAAAACA0/1s96W9D4jCA/s400/33625_495042125728_693520728_7310812_1978538_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCEys2KS6I/AAAAAAAACAs/S7o-BeloQNU/s1600/37938_495041950728_693520728_7310808_5579232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526062749350251426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCEys2KS6I/AAAAAAAACAs/S7o-BeloQNU/s400/37938_495041950728_693520728_7310808_5579232_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally the village is in sight after 8 hours of trekking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCGVtfn-lI/AAAAAAAACBU/iJCtPFE94IA/s1600/64316_495027070728_693520728_7310548_875516_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526064450331212370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCGVtfn-lI/AAAAAAAACBU/iJCtPFE94IA/s400/64316_495027070728_693520728_7310548_875516_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCGFtDQMAI/AAAAAAAACBM/i0fwm_f9-OM/s1600/59601_495043795728_693520728_7310839_1002806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526064175334305794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCGFtDQMAI/AAAAAAAACBM/i0fwm_f9-OM/s400/59601_495043795728_693520728_7310839_1002806_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC6kgO1cPI/AAAAAAAACCs/BJFZBIODZV4/s1600/44235_495026900728_693520728_7310543_8366091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526121879073812722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC6kgO1cPI/AAAAAAAACCs/BJFZBIODZV4/s400/44235_495026900728_693520728_7310543_8366091_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC5xpW-ZuI/AAAAAAAACCk/olrzjnT-4Vs/s1600/67087_495026710728_693520728_7310538_7634153_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526121005350545122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC5xpW-ZuI/AAAAAAAACCk/olrzjnT-4Vs/s400/67087_495026710728_693520728_7310538_7634153_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent a night at the rural village for a homestay. I like the homestay very much, the house owner made us a delicious dinner which undeniable the best meal we had in Vietnam, and the surrounding are so serene where you just don't feel tired anymore despite the 8 hours trekking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCIK02yDbI/AAAAAAAACBc/J9vlCrIniMw/s1600/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526066462352084402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCIK02yDbI/AAAAAAAACBc/J9vlCrIniMw/s400/IMG_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ever wonderful homestay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCJfP9CtNI/AAAAAAAACB8/p_pw9vi9KvY/s1600/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526067912735110354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCJfP9CtNI/AAAAAAAACB8/p_pw9vi9KvY/s400/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serene kempung feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCI50c7UsI/AAAAAAAACB0/9IlM3DeY-Uw/s1600/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526067269697491650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCI50c7UsI/AAAAAAAACB0/9IlM3DeY-Uw/s400/IMG_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The house owner made us delicious dinner with the old-schooled chimney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCIrAPTP2I/AAAAAAAACBs/GUWtfeGVURc/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526067015163527010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCIrAPTP2I/AAAAAAAACBs/GUWtfeGVURc/s400/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we had dinner together. With beer. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCIbwj36PI/AAAAAAAACBk/RGe7aq_NAvI/s1600/IMG_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526066753256810738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCIbwj36PI/AAAAAAAACBk/RGe7aq_NAvI/s400/IMG_0998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then, nighty night~ :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After a good night sleep in the nice chilling weather. We started our trekking again. The tour guide made us lunch at a hut along the trail; after the lunch, we continue our journey to the bus station to take us back to our hotel. Then we had shower and dinner then another bumpy road journey back to the Lao Cai train station and head back to Hanoi. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCNrPV0NLI/AAAAAAAACCM/iCt16TkKSF0/s1600/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526072516775523506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLCNrPV0NLI/AAAAAAAACCM/iCt16TkKSF0/s400/IMG_1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Bye bye Sapa~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-762370220489599799?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/762370220489599799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=762370220489599799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/762370220489599799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/762370220489599799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/10/sapa-vietnam.html' title='Sapa, Vietnam'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TLC7jbrAVYI/AAAAAAAACC8/G2U8_6IbOys/s72-c/65861_495041685728_693520728_7310802_1422744_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4742753275980109985</id><published>2010-08-22T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:55:29.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Weak</title><content type='html'>Less than 2 months in leading PT team :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyday work for at leat 14 hours. Need not to mention on weekends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Record is work until 5am in the morning. Few times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sick thrice. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puke in the office once.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got skin infection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm sick again; since the past few days, yet cannot take MC due to the tight timeline. Seriously very stressful and exhausted. How? Feels like can't cope anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4742753275980109985?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4742753275980109985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4742753275980109985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4742753275980109985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4742753275980109985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/08/super-weak.html' title='Super Weak'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5201589597361858662</id><published>2010-08-06T17:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T19:47:03.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be-earlied Burst-day present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been saying feel like buying an iPad for some times. And Danny always said it's a waste of money when the only reason I tell him why I want one is easier for me to read newspaper than reading from my iPhone. LOL. He gotta learn that girls simply don't need reason to buy something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one night.. without much anticipation, Danny just brought home the iPad and apparently it's my b'day present!!! Seriously I was soooooooo surprised; firstly I am too busy and have forgotten my b'day is around the corner, 2ndly I never expect he will buy it for me since he kept saying it's unnecessary. I am very happy lo...So sweet of him my bestest bf in the world!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how much I like my iPad??? It's damn cool!! I love it to the max. I can watch movie, play game, read e-book, read newspaper (the initial intention for me to buy the iPad :D), facebook, surfing, check email everyday everywhere. I don't need to wait for my laptop to be booted up just for me to online. And I don't need to type with just my thumbs to reply email. And I don't need to compromise with the small screen on my iPhone for facebooking. ZHENG!! &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;OMG, now I'm just so addicted to play the piano from iPad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TFvaglWBcCI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Qf4lshjtsKI/s1600/39093_467470685728_693520728_6653052_7320193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502231623078342690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TFvaglWBcCI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Qf4lshjtsKI/s400/39093_467470685728_693520728_6653052_7320193_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5201589597361858662?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5201589597361858662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5201589597361858662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5201589597361858662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5201589597361858662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-earlied-burst-day-present.html' title='Be-earlied Burst-day present'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TFvaglWBcCI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Qf4lshjtsKI/s72-c/39093_467470685728_693520728_6653052_7320193_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5176351672207057863</id><published>2010-07-17T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T02:41:10.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful</title><content type='html'>It's almost 2am now and I just got home from work. :(&lt;br /&gt;It's been a stressful week for me. This work really draining me, I can't do this. How??? When is it going to end?? It's not just the workload, but the timeline and responsibility. Seriously I think I am not capable in this. I'm just gonna screw it up big time. How? HOW? HOW?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5176351672207057863?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5176351672207057863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5176351672207057863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5176351672207057863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5176351672207057863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/07/stressful.html' title='Stressful'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1498125222534158648</id><published>2010-07-10T09:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T15:03:21.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a DBA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After 5++ years of being a DBA, I'm no longer one. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously I was quite reluctant when I first get the news. Lame to say, being a DBA is my passion since my undergraduate years; and that's what I told my manager when I was a management trainee during my first job. Along the way in my career path, I'm very lucky to always have some real good senior that willing to guide me; till now I still keep in touch with most of them and always get advise from them when I come into problem - be it db-related or personal matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And now, I was being transffered to performance testing (PT) team. I know nothing in PT and I feel like a fresh grad again. What's test scenario? how to comes out the test case? how to set the target timing? I have no clue at all about it. In mere few days, I'm drowning in loads of information given to me; how can I put all those pieces of information into one? It's not easy to me; especially when I'm working on one of the most complex system in Malaysia, I have to understand every applications and every new functionalities in details. I need to transform my "select, insert, commit" kind of thinking logic into "how, why, when". I'm so pressure now, what if I can't do it? :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Argh~~~ I am struggling so much while stepping out from my comfort zone. My not-so-full-grown-wing was being taken away and now I'm on the ground learning how to walk all over again. I'm so exhausted, both physically and mentally. I have been working more than 12 hours per day since.. I lost count. And today is Sat and I'm in the office now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after days of transition, I start to get a hang of it, I can see a "dim" light up there that might be able to guide me out of the tunnel, who knows it might be just a reflection of dung of some unknown endangered species. :S. Ok lar, must show the CAN-DO atitude la, I don't want to screw things up, and I want to say I'm darn lucky again because I have a bunch of real good team members that can back me up, just hope that they don't leave me behind la (sad to say, they are all foreigners, sound like sooner or later they still need to leave me behind) :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/17950796-1498125222534158648?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1498125222534158648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1498125222534158648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1498125222534158648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1498125222534158648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-dba.html' title='Not a DBA'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5919749013044253471</id><published>2010-06-26T02:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T04:39:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to say good bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aunty of Danny just passed away few days ago. I met her merely few times before, but still I feel upset when I get the news. I guess it's norm to feel upset over someone's death, be it you just met him/her once or million times. The topic of death make people feel helpless and afraid, that's why it remains a taboo and nobody has taught us how to say good bye ever. But why? we all know all human will die eventually, why can't we just being taught a better way to say good bye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It reminds me a favourite movie of mine - Elizabeth town. It's a love story but the part that makes me love this movie is when it talk about how the family deal with the death of the dad/husband. There is a scene the wife perform a tap dancing at her late husband's funeral; and joke about life as a widow. Why she did so? Definitely it's sad for her to part from her husband, but life still goes on, she just need to be strong and take care of herself and of course the family too. Whoever is gone already gone, the most important is the person being left behind. I believe if the person still can see us from somewhere up there, he/she will be happy too and continue his/her journey with no worries. I hope we can say good bye in this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5919749013044253471?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5919749013044253471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5919749013044253471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5919749013044253471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5919749013044253471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-say-good-bye.html' title='How to say good bye'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-3347068371196319059</id><published>2010-06-19T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:09:18.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy busy............ argh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sorry I just need to yell it out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-3347068371196319059?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/3347068371196319059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=3347068371196319059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3347068371196319059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3347068371196319059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5720174882436157019</id><published>2010-06-14T22:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:35:03.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was excited when come across my company is setting up a team to drive charity event; and I wish I am supportive enough by taking part instead of joining the community. So I took part in their first program which called "feed the hungry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This program will assist the good folks of &lt;a href="http://www.gracecommunityservices.my/gracecommunity/default.asp"&gt;Grace Community Services&lt;/a&gt; with one of their activities - a food relief service which runs on every Sunday to provide a warm meal to over 300 homeless, vulnerable and underpreviledged people. I was surprised when I reach that place; out of my 20++ years in Malaysia, I have no idea on the existence of such place right in the center of KL. It was so crowded with people. Honestly I'm a bit scared when I was walking alone from the parking to the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So called feed the hungry, it is not just feeding, there are actually a lot of preparation work to be done behind the scene. We need to help in packing the rice with chicken and vege, prepare the drinks, cut the banana, spread the butter on bread and DISTRIBUTE IT. Seriously it ain't easy, we were working non stop from 2pm till 6pm. Nevertheless, I feel great when seeing the food recipient appreciate their food very much and I realize we should feel blessed for every proper meal that we are are having everyday. Kids, don't be choosy over what is in your plate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Sunday. A precious day for most of the ppl, of coz myself too. But I think it's really great to spend the weekend in something meaningful rather than laze it away on the coach with chips and TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you would like to offer your hand, you can organize a small group, say 10, to help in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grace Community Services Centre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Address: 81E, 4th Floor, Sri Bunus, Jalan Medan Bunus, Off Jalan Masjid India, 50100 Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 603-2694 2423 / 603-2694 2433&lt;br /&gt;Fax: 603-2697 0452&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:info@gracecommunityservices.my"&gt;info@gracecommunityservices.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TBZB3lWG5-I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Je_fVRvSArY/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482642019543607266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TBZB3lWG5-I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Je_fVRvSArY/s400/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the smile after all the hard work. Glad meeting you all too. ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TBZB-1-_FmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/0AIOtM5QY4k/s1600/IMG00701-20100613-1743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482642144269112930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TBZB-1-_FmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/0AIOtM5QY4k/s400/IMG00701-20100613-1743.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zaza and I meeting this sweet Thai girl - Oil. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5720174882436157019?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5720174882436157019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5720174882436157019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5720174882436157019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5720174882436157019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/06/feed-hungry.html' title='Feed the hungry'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/TBZB3lWG5-I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Je_fVRvSArY/s72-c/IMG_0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6594048790637342515</id><published>2010-06-13T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T12:40:09.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>I feel kinda demotivated. It's like whatever I do is not up to their expectation, I'm struggling yet helpless. What can I do? Feels like an island where nobody knows my existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6594048790637342515?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6594048790637342515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6594048790637342515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6594048790637342515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6594048790637342515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/06/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2088908262812218606</id><published>2010-06-08T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:40:38.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day</title><content type='html'>Danny and I are not working today, so we decided to have lunch with our ex-colleagues. It's a great catch up with them indeed. 5 of us including myself and Danny, 4 are no longer with my ex-com; and one is leaving soon as well, I can see everyone is happier now. Not to say my ex-com is a bad company, but they just move to a better position in the new company and definitely growing (in terms of job function as well as monetary. Lol). Not only that, it's really great to see one already become a father and one just started a new relationship. Seriously I feel happy for them, hope they enjoy their new chapter of life; which I'm pretty sure they are ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-2088908262812218606?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2088908262812218606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2088908262812218606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2088908262812218606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2088908262812218606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-day.html' title='Good day'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4144780125267053051</id><published>2010-04-17T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:39:16.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can go wrong will go wrong</title><content type='html'>What can go wrong will go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If thing is not right in the first place, it's just not gonna work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4144780125267053051?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4144780125267053051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4144780125267053051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4144780125267053051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4144780125267053051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-can-go-wrong-will-go-wrong.html' title='What can go wrong will go wrong'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8936127435458451375</id><published>2010-03-21T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:32:17.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's been a while since my last blog. The last one defining what is busy doesn't count. lol! It's Sunday night, and I'm still working. I logged a SR to Oracle Metalink yesterday and working on it since then. Aiks, it was initially a Serv 2 ticket and I just realize serv 2 ticket takes very long time for them to reply me during weekend, I have no choice but just called them up to upgrade it to Sev 1. Now I'm waiting for the engineer to call back and hope can resolve the issue asap. Sigh, this task need to be done tomorrow man, I'm so tension now. TENSION TENSION TENSION!!!! Please please please, I beg you to be resolved by today.. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-8936127435458451375?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8936127435458451375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8936127435458451375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8936127435458451375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8936127435458451375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4029745338114821049</id><published>2010-03-07T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:51:55.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy is ...</title><content type='html'>Busy is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- no non-OT working day.&lt;br /&gt;- no FB or MSN during office hour&lt;br /&gt;- no tea time&lt;br /&gt;- no time to go exercise&lt;br /&gt;- no time to go facial&lt;br /&gt;- no gathering dinner with friends on weekday&lt;br /&gt;- and most importantly :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO TIME TO BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4029745338114821049?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4029745338114821049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4029745338114821049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4029745338114821049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4029745338114821049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/03/busy-is.html' title='Busy is ...'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-6355851528658083017</id><published>2010-01-29T11:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:23:10.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, Farewell, HP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been 2 years. Finally, today is my last day at HP. I'm feeling kinda nostalgic right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this is the only company I've worked so far which I can feel a strong bonding among colleagues; even for those who have left earlier. Not only we always hang out together, but also we help each other a lot; everyone is being so helpful and I've learnt a lot from them, be it work related or personal matter. I'm glad I've found so many big brother/sister figures in this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk down the memory lane, I can't believe we've came out so many outings over the past 2 years. FRIM, Bukit Melawati, Bukit Cahaya, white water rafting, Skytrek, Bali, Genting, Terry Fox marathon, Pulau Ketam, F1, badminton, snooker, movie outings, uncountable food trips and a lot more. Oh, and the most fun part, we spent our whole week holiday together during the HP closure week and went to Kuala Selangor for fireflies, Pulau Kukup, Muar, Melaka and Sungai Chongkak waterfall!!! Ah~~~~~ what can I say more? Undeniable I had a great time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad but true, I know there will be some of them who I will never got chance to meet again once I step out of HP. However, no doubt they all have left a footprint in my life and I will carry it in my heart forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6355851528658083017?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6355851528658083017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6355851528658083017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6355851528658083017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6355851528658083017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-long-farewell-hp.html' title='So long, Farewell, HP'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-1199061692888953069</id><published>2010-01-04T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:09:03.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Little Thing about Danny and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Danny and I were colleagues since ever we started being together. After a year, this is the first day we go to work separately coz Danny has started his new job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Due to the location of his new office and the rush hour, Danny left home for work this morning while I am still sleeping. It's indeed very early and all I remember is me mumbling a good luck to him with my half closed eyes. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Few hours later when I woke up from sleep, I felt rather hollow seeing the empty space at the other side of the bed. Then I drag myself out of bed, dress up, pack my laptop bag, feed Goppy and get myself ready for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While on my way to office, the nostalgia for our "colleagues" days just kick in. Those were the days we greet each other a good morning when we both wake up in the morning together on a working day. At this time, Goppy already woke up too and stretching himself beside our bed. Then he will jump onto our bed and play manja with us; this is usually the cutest moment of him without the regular hyperactive. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, I will take my sweet time to dress up for work and no doubt Danny will get all ready much faster than me. Then he will pack his laptop bag as well as mine, and feed Goppy breakfast too. :D. Sometimes when I take longer time in the morning, Danny will on his laptop to read his emails or make a simple breakfast for me and himself. :D:D:D. It's very sweet I know. Very very sweet,. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then when I'm all done, I just need to sit in the car comfortably and reach office without sweat. :D:D:D:D:D... Aw~ Dear, thanks for everything you have done for me. It's such a sweet memory while we both work in HP. I start miss those days already although it's just the first day we are no longer going to work together. Distance makes the heart grow fonder I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Btw, it's a new year, and you are with a new company now, hope you enjoy your new job! XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1199061692888953069?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1199061692888953069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1199061692888953069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1199061692888953069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1199061692888953069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-little-thing-about-danny-and-i.html' title='Just A Little Thing about Danny and I'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1033400899704328575</id><published>2009-12-30T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:26:25.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>Alright, keep it simple; this is my new year resolution :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reach my savings up to RM xx (the figure is in my mind). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diversify my investment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Polish my diving skill until I can dive confidently&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do more exercise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go travel with Danny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(this one cannot reveal now)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1033400899704328575?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1033400899704328575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1033400899704328575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1033400899704328575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1033400899704328575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-new-year-resolution.html' title='2010 New Year Resolution'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-8332042923197710455</id><published>2009-12-29T18:05:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:25:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toys to Mark a New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am surprised by myself when I realize I have been using the same handphone for 3 years. Actually I still don't feel like changing one until boh-bien my hp can't even serve its purpose of being a handphone - which is to receive and make call; thus I have no choice but with great sorrow to certify its' death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here's my choice after few sleepless night, seriously, I have been thinking soooooo long to decide which phone I wanna buy. Haha. I know, damn aunty la me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, as a result.... from this --&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzngPWIyZNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/yillvqU_SzY/s1600-h/RIMG0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420610180762199250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzngPWIyZNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/yillvqU_SzY/s400/RIMG0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to this ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TA-DA !!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzngyJMfnGI/AAAAAAAAB-k/oOjp9JgUI_I/s1600-h/RIMG0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420610778583506018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzngyJMfnGI/AAAAAAAAB-k/oOjp9JgUI_I/s400/RIMG0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A juicy apple indeed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SznhV9gFDzI/AAAAAAAAB-s/hbOloC4_nt8/s1600-h/RIMG0010-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420611393919717170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SznhV9gFDzI/AAAAAAAAB-s/hbOloC4_nt8/s400/RIMG0010-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hehe, so far I'm very happy with this my new toy. It's more than a phone and I can't take my eyes and hands off it since the day one I bought it until now; especially the instant uploading of photos to facebook as well as the gamesssssss!! Love it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Besides a new hp, I also got a new netbook!! Hohoho, it's a HP mini! It's so cool and portable, best match with itune to download apps to my iphone, hahahaha; and the best thing of it? It's FREE! It's a complimentary gift from TM as I sign up the Streamyx 1MB for 2 years. Hohoho, I'm such a smart consumer isn't it? Hmmm, well, actually it's Danny because he is the one subsribe this package. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SznhxbTEZYI/AAAAAAAAB-0/uBo2p3H_jCg/s1600-h/RIMG0001-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420611865774679426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SznhxbTEZYI/AAAAAAAAB-0/uBo2p3H_jCg/s400/RIMG0001-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sznh8KGIAAI/AAAAAAAAB-8/vzhJEtmUDU8/s1600-h/RIMG0023-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420612050135547906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sznh8KGIAAI/AAAAAAAAB-8/vzhJEtmUDU8/s400/RIMG0023-1.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/17950796-8332042923197710455?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8332042923197710455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8332042923197710455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8332042923197710455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8332042923197710455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-toys-to-mark-new-year.html' title='New Toys to Mark a New Year'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzngPWIyZNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/yillvqU_SzY/s72-c/RIMG0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4539100516941966937</id><published>2009-12-28T17:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:13:16.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Have Done in Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year 2009 has been an eventful year to me, in a positive way compare to 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me and Danny become an item since the early of 2009. It's true that maintaning a relationship is not any easier than getting into it. We had a lot of conflict initially, then we quarrelled, we shouted, we wanted to split.. and eventually we make up again and again... Honestly I'm quite pessimistic when dealing with relationship mainly due to the past experience; I easily wanted to end it instead of mend it. But everytime we reconcile after the quarrel, I can feel that we have a stonger bonding and we actually understand each other more and more. It's been almost a year we are together, nobody can predict what will happen to us in future, but I just hope that no matter what happen, that we can walk through the roadblocks hand in hand together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Danny and I brought Goppy home from a petshop in April. See the picture below how much he has grew from a petite puppy to a full-grown dog. He brighthen up my day when he welcome us home with his mad wagging tail, despite the mess he did in the house. Anyhow you just can't deny he is such a lovely cutie pie. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzhzEPM5g0I/AAAAAAAAB-E/WF3aXdKJNNw/s1600-h/6373_139882085728_693520728_3526289_6526916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420208668177695554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzhzEPM5g0I/AAAAAAAAB-E/WF3aXdKJNNw/s400/6373_139882085728_693520728_3526289_6526916_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzhzalnAYhI/AAAAAAAAB-U/eYIaezCRZ2I/s1600-h/RIMG0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420209052149899794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzhzalnAYhI/AAAAAAAAB-U/eYIaezCRZ2I/s400/RIMG0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have travelled to a lot of places, be it domestic or oversea - Bali, Singapore, Sabah, Langkawi, Lang Tengah, Cameron Highland, Kuala Kubu Bahru.... The Bali trip was a great trip with great people; although we were a bit overwhelmed by all the temples visit, but the scenary is just so picturesque and I miss the seafood dinner on Jimbaran Bay so much! Moreover me and Danny tried surfing for the first time in our life, and no doubt it's such a BIG FUN!! Who cares the sunburnt. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then I went to Singapore for the CATS musical play. Love it to bits and enjoyed myself very much in the shopping spree with my besties - Eunice and Lily. I also went to Kota Kinabalu for this really memorable trip to climb the Mount Kinabalu! It's a superb experience, nothing can beat this sense of achievement when I reach the peak after the 2 days hiking. I was almost killed by the exhausted journey but I kinda miss it now. Hahaha. Besides, I tried white water rafting for the first time too in Kuala Kubu Bahru and I have to say I had a lot of fun and love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went to Lang Tengah with Danny in Octber to get our diving license; which is another highlight of year 2009. The diving seems like a piece of cake for Danny but not for me. I'm too nervous everytime I started to sink from the water surface and I just can't remember all the procedures I ought to do. Argh~~ I have to polish my diving skill before I can dive with confidence to Sipadan in August 2010. Already plan one to Lang Tengah again in the coming March with the peeps in my office. :D:D:D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Imagine a family trip with over 40 people. We did tha for our Langkawi trip in July! Haha, isn't it kua jeong? Nearly can occupy the whole flight. We went island hopping, eagle feeding, shop for cheap choc and booze, took the cable car which gives us breathtaking view of the island. It was a great trip indeed especially I love seeing the kids having fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, life is full with ups and downs. There are bad things happened, my grandmother passed away in December, guess she is relief from her sickness and at a better place now. Then I got the pay cut in year 2009 which bring a drastic impact to me. I was struggling so much to clear my debt which mostly contributed for my house renovation n furniture n electrical appliance. Luckily, I'm glad that I have settled most of the debts and looking forward for a better year with less financial burden. :D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4539100516941966937?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4539100516941966937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4539100516941966937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4539100516941966937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4539100516941966937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-i-have-done-in-year-2009.html' title='Things I Have Done in Year 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzhzEPM5g0I/AAAAAAAAB-E/WF3aXdKJNNw/s72-c/6373_139882085728_693520728_3526289_6526916_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-100912284172145047</id><published>2009-12-27T02:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:59:03.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean's first Ballet Performance on Stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZciJ2hS7I/AAAAAAAAB98/-M4OiqVt-mo/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419620943416871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZciJ2hS7I/AAAAAAAAB98/-M4OiqVt-mo/s400/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jean started learning ballet since young, well, not to say she is old now, but she is going to sit for her Royal Academy of Ballet examination soon. I always wanted to see how's the dancing of my lovely niece, thus I tag along Danny to this ballet performance which was host by her ballet academy when my sister told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Jean's first time perform on stage but she did it so well without any sign of stage fright, I feel so proud of her. There are over 10 dances on that night and Jean was only to perform one of the dance, I didn't take the photo of the rest of the perfomance but it was a great show, the swan lake performed by the twins has touched my heart and I bet their parents must be proud of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZcYM5Y-BI/AAAAAAAAB90/IFmqA6Og6Vo/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419620772435523602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZcYM5Y-BI/AAAAAAAAB90/IFmqA6Og6Vo/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZcPHOfHtI/AAAAAAAAB9s/9JVacrfDnCI/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419620616294571730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZcPHOfHtI/AAAAAAAAB9s/9JVacrfDnCI/s400/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZcG6pFkYI/AAAAAAAAB9k/GkwZRmRDSjA/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419620475477528962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZcG6pFkYI/AAAAAAAAB9k/GkwZRmRDSjA/s400/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZb92VXDHI/AAAAAAAAB9c/DxKHq526zVw/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419620319702223986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZb92VXDHI/AAAAAAAAB9c/DxKHq526zVw/s400/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-100912284172145047?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/100912284172145047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=100912284172145047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/100912284172145047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/100912284172145047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/jeans-first-ballet-performance-on-stage.html' title='Jean&apos;s first Ballet Performance on Stage'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SzZciJ2hS7I/AAAAAAAAB98/-M4OiqVt-mo/s72-c/untitled7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1135595221543884714</id><published>2009-12-16T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:54:02.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>童言</title><content type='html'>轩 ：妈咪，我不想长大。&lt;br /&gt;轩妈咪 ：为什么？&lt;br /&gt;轩 ：因为长大了会变老，然后会死。。然后死了会像婆太这样给很多沙盖着埋在地下。。我很怕。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一段和五岁小孩的对话，却是那么的沉重。。虽说生老病死乃是人生必经之路，但是有多少人真的可以坦然面对之呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1135595221543884714?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1135595221543884714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1135595221543884714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1135595221543884714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1135595221543884714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='童言'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5269103971701746941</id><published>2009-12-12T13:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:13:36.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Po Po</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, Po Po has passed away this morning. When I received the call from sister, I felt rather relieved for Po Po actually. It's a torture for her to suffer anymore pain at her age before she can leave us behind. I guess she is now having fun with her old buddies in the heaven with Gong Gong beside her. Perhaps my mum is there with her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Po Po.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5269103971701746941?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5269103971701746941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5269103971701746941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5269103971701746941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5269103971701746941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/rip-po-po.html' title='R.I.P Po Po'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2459543000212385574</id><published>2009-12-12T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:28:13.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Po Po</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was thinking to go back Seremban to visit popo on the coming Sunday; but I received a call from sis this morning while I was still sleeping, she told me to go back right away else it will be too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While on my way back to Seremban, I can't help but I recall the day my mum passed away. The same thing happened on that day - sis woke me up with a call in the morning then I rushed back home but it was too late and all I saw is my mum in the coffin..... I should have go back home more often while my parents still alive. I really should have.... Regret, but what's the point? why we human being will only aware the essential thing in our life until it reach the point of no return, and then regret it for life, regret, yeah, so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then I reached the hospital and saw popo lying on bed. She has to rely on the medical equipment for breathing. I know it must be not easy for her. I hate going to hospital, it makes me realize how fragile life is, and makes me feel helpless... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Popo still at the hospital. All my maternal relatives are rushing back to Seremban to visit her and, I hate to say so, but we are ready for the worst. There is nothing we can do now, all I wish is God please have mercy on her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-2459543000212385574?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2459543000212385574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2459543000212385574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2459543000212385574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2459543000212385574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/po-po.html' title='Po Po'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6868094246840085190</id><published>2009-12-08T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:34:39.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I WANTED to do in Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has became a ritual for me to review my past year resolution when a new year is around the corner. Here is what &lt;a href="http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-new-year-resolution.html"&gt;I wanted to do in year 2009&lt;/a&gt;, let see how much have I achieved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-new-year-resolution.html"&gt;http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-new-year-resolution.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be debt free. Spend wisely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm, this is quite subjective. But I think I have changed quite a lot in my spending habit and I have settled my personal loan!! Seriously I am very happy with it and consider it my biggest achievement in year 2009!! Now I can have a clean start for 2010. Woohoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read more non-fiction, motivation book for personal development.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A BIG FAILED. The only non-fiction book I've read for the past year is Malcolm Gladwell's Blink; which took me months to finish and worse I still can't digest well what is this book trying to tell; at the end I still couldn't master the power of thinking without thinking! Hah! I think I better switch back to my fiction book reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make exercise a habit. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah, I manage to make exercise a habit. Thanks to the gym room and swimming pool of my condo. However, I still gained weight due to .. what else?.. eating a lot... sigh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = 50%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more health conscious.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me and Danny cook quite often and I assume that is the biggest stake holder in one's healthy lifestyle. :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get rid of skin sensitivity.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Phew~ Now when I'm reading my 2009 new year resolution I realize I used to have a terrible skin condition. Thanks God it has improved a lot, above all the rashes are gone. I'm glad that the big bucks I spent in my facial does not go to waste. Perhaps the healthy lifestyle helps too. ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more detailed and organized in work. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmmmm... still lot of room for improvement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = 50%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sit for the exam of saxophone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aiks, I've stopped my saxophone class since early of the year, let alone taking the exam. Stopped the class due to financial problem, undeniable the pay cut has brought some impact to my life which I have to sacrifice some of my spending and saxophone class is in the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To keep my house clean and tidy.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I put in lots of effort to keep my house clean and tidy, but Goppy always mess it up with his toys and footprints seconds after I sweep and mop the floor. Anyway, I think I did it quite well, although the neat freak Danny might not agree with me , keke... well, will improve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = 50%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More charity work and donation to help people in need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Again, due to the paycut, I couldn't increase my monthly amount for the auto debit donation. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Improve my english. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmmmm... I don't even blog that often anymore; shall blame the facebook, don't you agree it's much more convenient to upload photo or status in the facebook rather than blog about it... reading? lesser too.. argh, what's wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be a more homey person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YES!! I officially declare myself a homey person now. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Climb the mount Kinabalu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/mount-kinabalu-i-came-i-conquered-i.html"&gt;proof&lt;/a&gt;. *proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn up a new talent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Erh, is puppysitting and diving a talent? And I won a runner up in a pool competition, does that count too? Hehe, I guess not... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Result = Fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6868094246840085190?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6868094246840085190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6868094246840085190&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6868094246840085190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6868094246840085190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-i-wanted-to-do-in-year-2009.html' title='Things I WANTED to do in Year 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4868084465962774843</id><published>2009-12-01T01:20:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:52:24.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Zoo Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQHuxAOE-I/AAAAAAAAB78/Ox0WKMmXGl0/s1600/11044_230703605728_693520728_4611091_7030605_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409957552388445154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQHuxAOE-I/AAAAAAAAB78/Ox0WKMmXGl0/s400/11044_230703605728_693520728_4611091_7030605_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's a school holiday, and my siblings decided to bring their kids to the Zoo Melaka for a lawatan sambil belajar (omg, I can't believe I'm using such an old school term :p)!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't recall when was my last time visiting a zoo, and I don't think I will purposely go to Melaka for it's zoo if not with my nephews and nieces :D. No doubt the kids love it to bits; in fact I love zoo too and it double the fun and excitement when I do it with the kids; despite the weather is damn hot and I nearly got a heat stroke. Argh, we didn't aware that the Zoo Melaka opens at night, else we should've come at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIHHFXyUI/AAAAAAAAB8k/PXprWfLAExY/s1600/11044_230703680728_693520728_4611103_3717907_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409957970632493378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIHHFXyUI/AAAAAAAAB8k/PXprWfLAExY/s400/11044_230703680728_693520728_4611103_3717907_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can see the kids really enjoyed themselves very much. ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIDdqnkhI/AAAAAAAAB8c/9fEdoPROHMY/s1600/11044_230703670728_693520728_4611102_1881206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409957907974820370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIDdqnkhI/AAAAAAAAB8c/9fEdoPROHMY/s400/11044_230703670728_693520728_4611102_1881206_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; *roar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQH5cMaOOI/AAAAAAAAB8U/1jdrNVOghss/s1600/11044_230703655728_693520728_4611100_7142344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409957735780989154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQH5cMaOOI/AAAAAAAAB8U/1jdrNVOghss/s400/11044_230703655728_693520728_4611100_7142344_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's Melman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQH1ZYlobI/AAAAAAAAB8M/280yesJCXXw/s1600/11044_230703630728_693520728_4611095_3803257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409957666307285426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQH1ZYlobI/AAAAAAAAB8M/280yesJCXXw/s400/11044_230703630728_693520728_4611095_3803257_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hi there, Marty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQHyASRczI/AAAAAAAAB8E/2EkQrFUTGas/s1600/11044_230703625728_693520728_4611094_4974632_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409957608030303026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQHyASRczI/AAAAAAAAB8E/2EkQrFUTGas/s400/11044_230703625728_693520728_4611094_4974632_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The iguana that freaks the kids out :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the zoo-ing, all of us adult beh tahan and went to Mahkota Parade solely for the purpose of its air-cond.. :D... There we spotted the large field in front of Dataran Melaka. The kids doesn't need a see-saw to turn a field into a playground, they had enough fun by just running around the empty field. Apprently they are easy to please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIKgA7z8I/AAAAAAAAB8s/_-kqghJFbhI/s1600/11044_230763415728_693520728_4611528_1012365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409958028864376770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIKgA7z8I/AAAAAAAAB8s/_-kqghJFbhI/s400/11044_230763415728_693520728_4611528_1012365_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really love this pic; especially the facial expression. So joyful!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIeL1U07I/AAAAAAAAB9M/qWfAJkBv6OY/s1600/11044_230766930728_693520728_4611545_3632646_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409958367044359090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIeL1U07I/AAAAAAAAB9M/qWfAJkBv6OY/s400/11044_230766930728_693520728_4611545_3632646_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIX-9AlwI/AAAAAAAAB9E/L_g1Ab0Gb2U/s1600/11044_230769160728_693520728_4611557_2799717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409958260507711234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIX-9AlwI/AAAAAAAAB9E/L_g1Ab0Gb2U/s400/11044_230769160728_693520728_4611557_2799717_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIUwlKMzI/AAAAAAAAB88/5o02jwsQqF8/s1600/11044_230769145728_693520728_4611555_7689939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409958205109973810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIUwlKMzI/AAAAAAAAB88/5o02jwsQqF8/s400/11044_230769145728_693520728_4611555_7689939_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIRgCps9I/AAAAAAAAB80/83JS2T3RMiw/s1600/11044_230769140728_693520728_4611554_7303651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409958149130662866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQIRgCps9I/AAAAAAAAB80/83JS2T3RMiw/s400/11044_230769140728_693520728_4611554_7303651_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After laze away the day in the mall, it's dinner time and we went to the Melaka Raya to hunt for the famous Nyonya cuisine. Yummeh!!! I love Nyonya cuisine... After the dinner, then it's the adult's happy hour for the shopping spree at the Jonker street. But of course the kids gotta enjoy as well since their parents will never miss out buying them toys :). I got myself some magnets and a straw hat for only RM11!! wooohooo!! who cares when will I get the chance to wear it. Haha.. Then we call it a day after the Jonker shopping. As usual, family day out always have plenty of fun! ^^ &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/17950796-4868084465962774843?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4868084465962774843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4868084465962774843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4868084465962774843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4868084465962774843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/12/zoo-day-out.html' title='A Zoo Day Out'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SxQHuxAOE-I/AAAAAAAAB78/Ox0WKMmXGl0/s72-c/11044_230703605728_693520728_4611091_7030605_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5308572651540053543</id><published>2009-11-15T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:39:03.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I listening</title><content type='html'>This is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sv_yykEtYKI/AAAAAAAAB70/ytBVfxJTMGk/s1600-h/mika-the-boy-who-knew-too-much-official-album-cover-thanx-to-raul-legacy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404305028358693026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sv_yykEtYKI/AAAAAAAAB70/ytBVfxJTMGk/s400/mika-the-boy-who-knew-too-much-official-album-cover-thanx-to-raul-legacy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the album cover is so cute I want to post it here. Now I got this plus the previous post of Sesame Street, aw~~ my blog is just so cute and colourful now~~ I likey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5308572651540053543?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5308572651540053543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5308572651540053543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5308572651540053543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5308572651540053543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-am-i-listening.html' title='What am I listening'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sv_yykEtYKI/AAAAAAAAB70/ytBVfxJTMGk/s72-c/mika-the-boy-who-knew-too-much-official-album-cover-thanx-to-raul-legacy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4247321990377138039</id><published>2009-11-06T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:36:31.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Sesame Street 40th Birthday ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SvQy4_urPrI/AAAAAAAAB7c/gyQJPwhqDeQ/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400997807885336242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SvQy4_urPrI/AAAAAAAAB7c/gyQJPwhqDeQ/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SvQzgJRoCaI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2Vnp8QAcZrE/s1600-h/Untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400998480462743970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SvQzgJRoCaI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2Vnp8QAcZrE/s400/Untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aw~~ my blog is so cute today~~ I likey ..^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4247321990377138039?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4247321990377138039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4247321990377138039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4247321990377138039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4247321990377138039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/11/cute.html' title='It&apos;s Sesame Street 40th Birthday ^_^'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SvQy4_urPrI/AAAAAAAAB7c/gyQJPwhqDeQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-7659276683161598145</id><published>2009-11-05T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:41:30.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you feel great about yourself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It might be a bad idea to reveal much about one's job in his or her own blog, but I can't comes out anything else to blog without flushing out this thought from my mind which I was lingering about since quite a while ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dejected. Is that just me (probably not) or the morale is pretty low in the office. I guess it's not solely the paycut which contributes this, but also the "culture". I don't find myself learning nor motivated, the workload is surprisingly light and relax, you can easily spot it by seeing how active I am in facebook. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, thanks to the "Work Life Balance Policy", I am enjoying my life pretty much, I have plenty of time for myself, but why am I still feeling down? I feel like there is something missing in my life and I don't feel great about myself anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One told me life is not all about work, yes, I am absolutely agree. But on the other hand, I think a life without a job which offer u the sense of achievement is just incomplete (perhaps it's different for someone with family). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-7659276683161598145?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/7659276683161598145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=7659276683161598145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7659276683161598145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7659276683161598145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-you-feel-great-about-yourself.html' title='Do you feel great about yourself?'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-5902183099631680502</id><published>2009-11-03T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:18:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernate</title><content type='html'>My dear blog, sorry for abandone you for so long. Argh~~ I just dunno how to activate the blogging mode again. I should have blog about my first diving experience but the excitement has far gone and I just don't feel like blogging it anymore. I guess it's the year end and my mind has hibernated to prepare for the closure as well. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5902183099631680502?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5902183099631680502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5902183099631680502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5902183099631680502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5902183099631680502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/11/hibernate.html' title='Hibernate'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6412780789077960943</id><published>2009-10-11T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:49:56.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tammy D' Diver</title><content type='html'>Muahahaha, I am back from Lang Tengah with my diving certification!!! I tell you, the underwater world is damn AWESOME!! But sorry no underwater photo this time since I was just learning and I didn't want to distract myself with my camera. I just can't wait for my next diving trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more about my diving trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6412780789077960943?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6412780789077960943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6412780789077960943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6412780789077960943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6412780789077960943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/10/tammy-d-diver.html' title='Tammy D&apos; Diver'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-236783829955083376</id><published>2009-09-26T16:11:00.040+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:42:22.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagan Lalang Beach @ Sepang Goldcoast</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31k4N5uvI/AAAAAAAAB60/DEd5dkAuqpU/s1600-h/8826_178296885728_693520728_4109939_598372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730743319771890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31k4N5uvI/AAAAAAAAB60/DEd5dkAuqpU/s400/8826_178296885728_693520728_4109939_598372_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a long weekend due to the Hari Raya holiday. Danny and I decided to go to the Bagan Lalang beach to escape from the concrete jungle. It was less than an hour drive from Puchong and we reached our destination about 3pm. It was pouring in the morning, thus it's not too hot and just perfect for a kickabout on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31NRRujNI/AAAAAAAAB6U/ZLBXSMs0_dE/s1600-h/8826_178316305728_693520728_4110111_4925658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730337729842386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31NRRujNI/AAAAAAAAB6U/ZLBXSMs0_dE/s400/8826_178316305728_693520728_4110111_4925658_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bagan Lalang beach is more known as Sepang Goldcoast to public which is the name of the development of the luxury villa that line the beach. The development is still under construction and that makes the beach YET TO BE commercialized and polluted. It is indeed a nice and clean beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31JnYrK4I/AAAAAAAAB6M/inXyW-8O5AA/s1600-h/8826_178316330728_693520728_4110114_3806285_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730274945084290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31JnYrK4I/AAAAAAAAB6M/inXyW-8O5AA/s400/8826_178316330728_693520728_4110114_3806285_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the Sepang Goldcoast water chalet in sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The beach was crowded on this day. It was during the ebb tide and most of the people were playing kites on the beach instead of swimming. Apart from that, some were having picnic and BBQ, and even parachute! After a long walk on the beach, me and Danny bought Ramli burgers and enjoy it under the colourful-kite-filled sky. It's just so relaxing, and nom nom nom nom.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31ec9gDbI/AAAAAAAAB6s/bz1bRq6IkR8/s1600-h/8826_178296900728_693520728_4109941_4205032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730632924007858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31ec9gDbI/AAAAAAAAB6s/bz1bRq6IkR8/s400/8826_178296900728_693520728_4109941_4205032_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kites kites everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr36jAUG6PI/AAAAAAAAB7U/PP8jaSfa2Go/s1600-h/8826_178316340728_693520728_4110116_2055581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385736208691685618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr36jAUG6PI/AAAAAAAAB7U/PP8jaSfa2Go/s400/8826_178316340728_693520728_4110116_2055581_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and parachute a bigger kite :&lt;/strong&gt;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr307XvoXpI/AAAAAAAAB58/J-EC0QGhzPY/s1600-h/8826_178316365728_693520728_4110120_2290416_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730030228233874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr307XvoXpI/AAAAAAAAB58/J-EC0QGhzPY/s400/8826_178316365728_693520728_4110120_2290416_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; On cloud nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31aW149BI/AAAAAAAAB6k/D3lsH6NI7aM/s1600-h/8826_178313665728_693520728_4110074_4854105_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730562561995794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31aW149BI/AAAAAAAAB6k/D3lsH6NI7aM/s400/8826_178313665728_693520728_4110074_4854105_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The sea was at low tide, just keep walking."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31Qk1v3yI/AAAAAAAAB6c/JP0OrberyCo/s1600-h/8826_178314680728_693520728_4110083_8131817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730394520805154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31Qk1v3yI/AAAAAAAAB6c/JP0OrberyCo/s400/8826_178314680728_693520728_4110083_8131817_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31DzbEqRI/AAAAAAAAB6E/veYWxMuo-fI/s1600-h/8826_178316320728_693520728_4110113_5191124_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730175097153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31DzbEqRI/AAAAAAAAB6E/veYWxMuo-fI/s400/8826_178316320728_693520728_4110113_5191124_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; The white sandy beach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, we drove to another side of the beach which having some floating atap houses designated for the fishing-goers; and it was another distinguished scene; rather than merry and with loads of laughter, this side of the beach is tranquil and serene. We sat there and doing nothing except watching the tide rising. Aaahhh~~ I felt so great spending a quality time as such. bliss~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr300wt8x6I/AAAAAAAAB50/hg6gQyFxjWc/s1600-h/8826_178318325728_693520728_4110149_6756211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385729916672984994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr300wt8x6I/AAAAAAAAB50/hg6gQyFxjWc/s400/8826_178318325728_693520728_4110149_6756211_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peaceful~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30wY7AWCI/AAAAAAAAB5s/4HGdOA14wqQ/s1600-h/8826_178318340728_693520728_4110152_2256590_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385729841565816866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30wY7AWCI/AAAAAAAAB5s/4HGdOA14wqQ/s400/8826_178318340728_693520728_4110152_2256590_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sssshhhhh~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr3105yRLwI/AAAAAAAAB7E/y3vlSAmoScQ/s1600-h/8826_178318395728_693520728_4110159_5070342_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385731018618646274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr3105yRLwI/AAAAAAAAB7E/y3vlSAmoScQ/s400/8826_178318395728_693520728_4110159_5070342_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31rAjgyxI/AAAAAAAAB68/EOI5ZXJwOFQ/s1600-h/8826_178318330728_693520728_4110150_1570640_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385730848637111058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31rAjgyxI/AAAAAAAAB68/EOI5ZXJwOFQ/s400/8826_178318330728_693520728_4110150_1570640_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30iRGLryI/AAAAAAAAB5c/hfDoRrwyhns/s1600-h/8826_178318365728_693520728_4110155_4020225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385729598947045154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30iRGLryI/AAAAAAAAB5c/hfDoRrwyhns/s400/8826_178318365728_693520728_4110155_4020225_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The tide was rising pretty fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30scgaWrI/AAAAAAAAB5k/UKeax2bUjq0/s1600-h/8826_178318370728_693520728_4110156_226494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385729773808540338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30scgaWrI/AAAAAAAAB5k/UKeax2bUjq0/s400/8826_178318370728_693520728_4110156_226494_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There we laze away the days on the beach until our stomach call for the food. Since we have no idea where to go for dinner, we just follow the GPS to a seafood restaurant which is about 10+ km away and located in Lukut. Along the way, we saw a lot of dragon fruit orchards. The dragon fruit plant is so strange looking just like the fruit itself, we bought some and it's really sweet, even Goppy loves it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30Z9dDBHI/AAAAAAAAB5U/IBtaRQtb6Kc/s1600-h/8826_178318425728_693520728_4110163_2343316_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385729456235283570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30Z9dDBHI/AAAAAAAAB5U/IBtaRQtb6Kc/s400/8826_178318425728_693520728_4110163_2343316_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30VKO1t3I/AAAAAAAAB5M/s8TrZDYj3Og/s1600-h/8826_178318435728_693520728_4110165_997494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385729373766006642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr30VKO1t3I/AAAAAAAAB5M/s8TrZDYj3Og/s400/8826_178318435728_693520728_4110165_997494_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The infant dragon fruit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After driving on some real narrow road lined by palm oil tree and nothing else, we finally reached that seafood restaurant which is out of no where, however, despites its remote location, there are lots of cars parking outside the restaurant, apparently it is quite a famous restaurant. Again, the GPS did a good deed for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr36IYXxb2I/AAAAAAAAB7M/d3qqNjrCqqs/s1600-h/8826_178318440728_693520728_4110166_2761465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385735751293038434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr36IYXxb2I/AAAAAAAAB7M/d3qqNjrCqqs/s400/8826_178318440728_693520728_4110166_2761465_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What can I say more, the seafood dinner was superb, best served with chilled booze. I miss the bamboo clam which sized like a big fat finger, and the fried sotong which is so crispy and juicy, then the prawn so fresh and nicely cook, and the fried oyster too which we can't finish and gotta pack home for breakfast the next day. :D... We reached home about 9pm and Goppy welcome us with his mad tail wagging, that completes my day :D&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/17950796-236783829955083376?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/236783829955083376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=236783829955083376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/236783829955083376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/236783829955083376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/bagan-lalang-beach-sepang-goldcoast.html' title='Bagan Lalang Beach @ Sepang Goldcoast'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sr31k4N5uvI/AAAAAAAAB60/DEd5dkAuqpU/s72-c/8826_178296885728_693520728_4109939_598372_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-3346383032668773936</id><published>2009-09-23T00:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:49:29.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 蠟筆小新</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SromTPqPZpI/AAAAAAAAB48/iUfdhzvtT_Y/s1600-h/shin_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384658416537921170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SromTPqPZpI/AAAAAAAAB48/iUfdhzvtT_Y/s400/shin_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;从Xavier那里得知蠟筆小新的作者臼井儀人日前墮崖身亡了，这简直是晴天霹雳。。 我还记得，中学时的我总喜欢买蠟筆小新的漫画来看，那时候的我，零用钱不多，买一本漫画对我而言简直是一种奢侈，所以我也不常买，同一本也会看上好几遍。。。那时的我很羡慕我表哥总是经常买上最新一期的蠟筆小新，因此凡是我到访他的家，我就会翻出他的收藏来看。。。后来出来社会工作了，反而没有了那股买一本蠟筆小新的童真。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉，臼井儀人去世了，从此也没有新的蠟筆小新出版了，感觉好像被剥夺了一颗赤子之心。。小叮当已离开我们甚久，现在蠟筆小新也已逝去，顿然倍感一股空虚。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安息吧，臼井儀人。。 感谢你曾为我的童年带来欢乐。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-3346383032668773936?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/3346383032668773936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=3346383032668773936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3346383032668773936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3346383032668773936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye 蠟筆小新'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SromTPqPZpI/AAAAAAAAB48/iUfdhzvtT_Y/s72-c/shin_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4446491548759723263</id><published>2009-09-21T22:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:13:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taman Pertanian cycling trip ended up in Pulau Ketam with seafood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 of us planned to go for cycling at Bukit Cahaya on Saturday morning. Ken has asked me many times before whether the Bukit Cahaya will open on Saturday since it is a Hari Raya eve, but I told him there is no celebration for Muslim on Hari Raya eve as we do. Anyway, I was wrong, it was closed. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we went for Bak Kut Teh in Klang as an alternative plan. While having our breakfast, we came out the impromptu idea to go to Pulau Ketam since the jetty is just a stone's throw away. Here we go! The ferry took about one hour to reach Pulau Ketam. In fact, we were on the scam boat which took longer time to reach the destination due to the bad condition of the boat, there is another boat at the same price which is air conditioned and faster speed; worse thing is we bought the return ticket which cost at RM15. -__-, anyway we decided to get another ticket to come back with the other boat since we can't bear with the noisy engine and turtle speed of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually there is nothing much in Pulau Ketam except it's tranquility and sefood perhaps, but the sefood is nothing special too, so just forget about it. However, I had lots of fun too, it's the company that matter the most and it's something really different to do on an ordinary weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SregQ-GR08I/AAAAAAAAB4k/ayHsN5Vj-uc/s1600-h/8826_176965645728_693520728_4094026_5545347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383948092952400834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SregQ-GR08I/AAAAAAAAB4k/ayHsN5Vj-uc/s400/8826_176965645728_693520728_4094026_5545347_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were on board the scam boat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sredik7aFWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/TxTpkwMoAAk/s1600-h/8826_176965705728_693520728_4094035_6635647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383945096898680162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sredik7aFWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/TxTpkwMoAAk/s400/8826_176965705728_693520728_4094035_6635647_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many crabs, here comes the name of this island.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Srell_kLXZI/AAAAAAAAB40/hLKMcEIaRj4/s1600-h/7320_139384973685_689768685_2491183_7386778_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383953951681633682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Srell_kLXZI/AAAAAAAAB40/hLKMcEIaRj4/s400/7320_139384973685_689768685_2491183_7386778_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4446491548759723263?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4446491548759723263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4446491548759723263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4446491548759723263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4446491548759723263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/taman-pertanian-cycling-trip-ended-up.html' title='Taman Pertanian cycling trip ended up in Pulau Ketam with seafood'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SregQ-GR08I/AAAAAAAAB4k/ayHsN5Vj-uc/s72-c/8826_176965645728_693520728_4094026_5545347_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5689020525999254425</id><published>2009-09-15T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:44:49.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aikido.. NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Danny always keen to continue his Aikido class since he has stopped the training for months, and he tag me along for the first trial class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm impressed. It's amazing that a martial art can be so gentle yet powerful. Anyway, I reckon I'm not an Aikido person and I'm chickening out, hahahahaha, sorry la, I really scared la.. I was terrified when they twist, throw, push or whatever you want to call it; and it really makes me stoned and dunno what to do next to defend myself, all I want to do is scream or run away; this is probably the first time ever I realize myself can be feminine too.... Well, perhaps I just do my part to ADMIRE this martial art.. ganbate Danny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5689020525999254425?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5689020525999254425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5689020525999254425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5689020525999254425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5689020525999254425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/aikido-not.html' title='Aikido.. NOT'/><author><name>Tammy</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1996481602124603212</id><published>2009-09-08T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:09:25.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w00t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a long while I didn't do any exercise since I come back from the Mount Kinabalu; except the weekly badminton session with my colleagues which is always a long queue to wait for my turn to play. I guess that's enough of "recovering" from my KK trip(I know, that's a lame excuse) and time to kick start my momentum again. Another reason being is I am so guilty with my diet lately; as instance, I had Korean BBQ, Pork Knuckles with bacon and ham (slurp~), then Kenny Rogers and Salted Herbal Chicken for my dinner 4 days in a row!!! I seriously gotta move my ass to shed away all those extra gained fat. So, to put my word into action, I tag along KTV and went to tennis and squash at my place today!! w00t !! Keep it up Tammy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1996481602124603212?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1996481602124603212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1996481602124603212&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1996481602124603212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1996481602124603212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/w00t.html' title='w00t'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-1924150310608123658</id><published>2009-09-06T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:53:48.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I got the claustrophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was 1am and I'm home alone; chatting and watching TV with Goppy's companion. I heard the thunderstorm coming and the wind is getting so strong, thus I went into my laundry room to close the window.. who knows the wind were so strong that it bang the door of my laundry room and eventually I WAS BEING LOCKED IN THERE!!!!!!!! Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That laundry room is sort of a small balcony facing the corridor with lift but with 1 or 2 feet gap in between. There is no way I can get out from there unless I climb out of the window into the corridor, but I'm not a spiderman, definitely I won't risk my life for that. I was hoping for someone to pass by so that I can ask him/her to call Danny home, but heck, it was 1am++!! apparently it was a slim chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God know how long I stood there waiting for passerby, at the mean time I can hear Goppy was crying inside the house and stare at me behind the window which is next to the damn door who locked me outside. Goppy were trying to jump up the window too, although I don't know why he wanna do that, but he gave up after few failed attempts and he just sleep in front of the door.. Aww, I felt warm with his companion, at least it makes me feel less lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold and dark, and the strong wind was making the spooky sound; I felt nervous perhaps due to a little bit of claustrophobia? I don't know, but I used to scared of taking a lift alone when I was a kid, and I was scared of being alone in a room with the door closed; I felt really uneasy being locked in such a small space, it's suffocated. I tried to bang the door to make my alarm sound, but sooner I realize the alarm is not activated; and the last thing I will do is break the window next to the door, coz I will end up injure my hand and leave a hole in my wallet. Nah. Well, I opted for waiting Danny home. Thank god I'm not staying alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I really find it hard to keep myself calm in such situation, I know I gotta get something to do to kill my time and distract myself; so I tidy up the room and used the water dispense from the washing machine to wash my face and wipe my body; at least I get rid of the stickiness which due to the sweat, and I felt more comfortable.. Luckily I still left my washed clothes hanging there, so I put the towel on the floor and turn my clothes into pillow, then I lie down and force myself to sleep. Suprisingly I am able dozed off and finally woke up by the sound when Danny came home. I saw Danny with the halo when he open the door for me.. It was 4am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1924150310608123658?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1924150310608123658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1924150310608123658&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1924150310608123658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1924150310608123658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-got-claustrophobia.html' title='Now I got the claustrophobia'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-7950754318898576233</id><published>2009-09-02T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:36:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Frame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After procrastinate for almost a year, I finally developed some precious photos of mine, and frame it in this photo frame which I bought since the day 1 I shifted in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's not an easy job to filter the photos out of my tonnes of photos collection. Apparently, this space isn't enough. I gotta go shop for more photo frames!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sp50rbszAKI/AAAAAAAAB4E/rk8W-N3awkg/s1600-h/RIMG0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376863294645797026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sp50rbszAKI/AAAAAAAAB4E/rk8W-N3awkg/s400/RIMG0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sp5wtWZT8QI/AAAAAAAAB30/2dT5a2_qBtI/s1600-h/RIMG0101-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376858929535119618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sp5wtWZT8QI/AAAAAAAAB30/2dT5a2_qBtI/s400/RIMG0101-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhh~~~ Love it~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/17950796-7950754318898576233?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/7950754318898576233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=7950754318898576233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7950754318898576233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7950754318898576233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/09/photo-frame.html' title='Photo Frame'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sp50rbszAKI/AAAAAAAAB4E/rk8W-N3awkg/s72-c/RIMG0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5258728881882626898</id><published>2009-08-22T17:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:24:28.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah, I know it's been ages since I back from Bali, but flipping through the photos of my friends whose just get back from there reminds me I have yet to blog about the stuff I bought during my Bali trip. Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_CcXqxG9I/AAAAAAAAB3s/KRG1V-dpzEs/s1600-h/etc+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372726673121811410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_CcXqxG9I/AAAAAAAAB3s/KRG1V-dpzEs/s400/etc+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_CMnrCZwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/8gCZRljONxU/s1600-h/etc+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372726402540005122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_CMnrCZwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/8gCZRljONxU/s400/etc+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This set of Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy &amp;amp; Son giraffes is one of the best thing I got back from Bali after the sun tanned. I forgot exactly how much it cost, but it's below rm100 for the whole set!! (Hmm, I think it's RM60 if not mistaken). I love it so much despite the trouble of getting it wrapped in the airport and carry it all the way back home like a samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Initially I thought of getting a real big oil painting with some Africa-like scene, such as herd of zebras or elephants; but I were overwhelmed by the choices and in dilemma of choosing one. Anyway it's damn cheap and I can't resist, thus die die have to get myself at least one, there I go for the small oil paintings. I got myself 3 and gave one to my cousin, it's about rm10-20 each. Now these mini oil paintings at my house serve the purpose to remind myself to go back to Bali one day to get the real big painting to put on the wall behind my sofa! Ngek Ngek Ngek~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_BeRTD0II/AAAAAAAAB3M/PgQnBHjgg10/s1600-h/etc+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372725606259871874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_BeRTD0II/AAAAAAAAB3M/PgQnBHjgg10/s400/etc+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_BOOEmCfI/AAAAAAAAB3E/zRMgX68wmmo/s1600-h/etc+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372725330515986930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_BOOEmCfI/AAAAAAAAB3E/zRMgX68wmmo/s400/etc+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then of coz the must buy item when I go travel evertime - the shot glass. These I got it from the Bali Hardrock. Argh~~ I just miss the surfing so much~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_BuWcKI1I/AAAAAAAAB3U/iL5bA0SdeJ8/s1600-h/etc+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372725882518119250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_BuWcKI1I/AAAAAAAAB3U/iL5bA0SdeJ8/s400/etc+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5258728881882626898?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5258728881882626898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5258728881882626898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5258728881882626898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5258728881882626898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/08/from-bali.html' title='From Bali'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So_CcXqxG9I/AAAAAAAAB3s/KRG1V-dpzEs/s72-c/etc+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2967311434799214722</id><published>2009-08-22T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:13:58.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Addictive.</title><content type='html'>This journal is just so addictive. &lt;a href="http://iamboey.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://iamboey.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Another new website for me to check out everyday besides the facebook. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So9u8FPn5AI/AAAAAAAAB28/2ImT9bYJevM/s1600-h/2009-08-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372634858955203586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 514px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 564px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So9u8FPn5AI/AAAAAAAAB28/2ImT9bYJevM/s400/2009-08-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://iamboey.com/2235"&gt;http://iamboey.com/2235&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So9usw_RcrI/AAAAAAAAB20/lGTNjYxqIrs/s1600-h/2007-08-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372634595819877042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 568px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 434px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So9usw_RcrI/AAAAAAAAB20/lGTNjYxqIrs/s400/2007-08-30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://iamboey.com/1549"&gt;http://iamboey.com/1549&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/17950796-2967311434799214722?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2967311434799214722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2967311434799214722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2967311434799214722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2967311434799214722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-addictive.html' title='This is Addictive.'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/So9u8FPn5AI/AAAAAAAAB28/2ImT9bYJevM/s72-c/2009-08-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-7318991770704796283</id><published>2009-08-17T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:58:20.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday... NOT...</title><content type='html'>My worst birthday ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-7318991770704796283?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/7318991770704796283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=7318991770704796283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7318991770704796283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7318991770704796283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-not.html' title='Happy Birthday... NOT...'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-586885810059096617</id><published>2009-07-31T16:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:01:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thing about Langkawi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK4ivAST2I/AAAAAAAAB2c/Hj_H5BT6YKA/s1600-h/5533_142014070728_693520728_3572421_6904798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364553013024411490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK4ivAST2I/AAAAAAAAB2c/Hj_H5BT6YKA/s400/5533_142014070728_693520728_3572421_6904798_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See, that's the thing about Langkawi, cheap choc and booze.. even the kid gotta enjoy it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK3WGTvKaI/AAAAAAAAB2A/uoH0ylyRu3s/s1600-h/6733_106278391876_522431876_2091625_7457915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364551696430082466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK3WGTvKaI/AAAAAAAAB2A/uoH0ylyRu3s/s400/6733_106278391876_522431876_2091625_7457915_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK3L5V02II/AAAAAAAAB14/CfZqYZJSIeo/s1600-h/6733_106287081876_522431876_2091676_2007965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364551521150490754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK3L5V02II/AAAAAAAAB14/CfZqYZJSIeo/s400/6733_106287081876_522431876_2091676_2007965_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hey dude, what's the matter?? Here's the beer; the cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I found my new favs from Langkawi!! Love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK-_SzPmwI/AAAAAAAAB2s/LWau2dlYbpY/s1600-h/oldjamaica200g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364560100739488514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK-_SzPmwI/AAAAAAAAB2s/LWau2dlYbpY/s400/oldjamaica200g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cadbury's Old Jamaica dark chocolate with Rum'n'Raisin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-586885810059096617?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/586885810059096617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=586885810059096617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/586885810059096617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/586885810059096617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/thing-about-langkawi.html' title='The Thing about Langkawi'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SnK4ivAST2I/AAAAAAAAB2c/Hj_H5BT6YKA/s72-c/5533_142014070728_693520728_3572421_6904798_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8657187323453185667</id><published>2009-07-30T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:06:07.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oo La La!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oo la la, I am so happy now, we won the 2nd place in the pool tournament!! Although we can't win the first place, but 2nd place is already very much exceed my expectation. Thanks to my fabulous partner Mr. Goh!!!!! Fuiyo, runner up wor, happy happy now, just now even an online TV interviewed me, makes me feel like a star. Kekeke, pardon for my thickface-ness, I am a bit hyper now. Seriously, I'm loving this game already, thanks to my sifu Danny Wong too la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-8657187323453185667?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8657187323453185667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8657187323453185667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8657187323453185667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8657187323453185667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/oo-la-la.html' title='Oo La La!'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4784761643982235630</id><published>2009-07-29T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:55:52.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Phew~~ won the pool tournament just now for the 2nd round. Gotta enter the 1st, 2nd and 3rd placing tomorrow. I was tension like there's no tomorrow. I think tomorrow's match is solely rely on luck already.. Anyway, I want to say it again, IT'S FUN!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4784761643982235630?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4784761643982235630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4784761643982235630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4784761643982235630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4784761643982235630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/phew.html' title='Phew~~'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1785625136965123736</id><published>2009-07-28T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:01:01.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Comment Jor</title><content type='html'>Ya, some of you told me you can't leave a comment in my blog, I don't know what's wrong with it lo. But after disable some of the security features for the comment box, I guess now can comment jor gua... hopefully~ you may try it now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1785625136965123736?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1785625136965123736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1785625136965123736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1785625136965123736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1785625136965123736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-comment-jor.html' title='Can Comment Jor'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-348872810870322401</id><published>2009-07-28T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:16:19.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ho ho ho, I'm on cloud nine now actually. Just came back from the Cyberjaya Olympic and today me and my colleague - Goh, has won the first round of the pool tournament.. kekeke.. honestly I'm not really good in pool, just that it has to be mixed double, so just play for fun to fill up the place, no doubt Goh really can play... Although I never take this tournament really seriously, but I just can't help and was quite gan jeong too during the game, anyway, it's really FUN!! Now just see how it goes tomorrow. Wish me luck, as well as Danny coz he also gonna play for the single match tomorrow. All the best!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-348872810870322401?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/348872810870322401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=348872810870322401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/348872810870322401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/348872810870322401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1590324070002487886</id><published>2009-07-28T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:45:07.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try Try Try - Jason Mraz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we just try try try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to be ni-ni-nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the world would be a better place for you and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we just live our lives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Putting our differences aside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh that would be so beautiful to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1590324070002487886?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1590324070002487886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1590324070002487886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1590324070002487886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1590324070002487886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/try-try-try-jason-mraz.html' title='Try Try Try - Jason Mraz'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2685913403713949316</id><published>2009-07-23T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:02:19.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a life after death?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you believe there is life after death?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with a heavy heart watching a tv programme last night which discuss about the afterlife. It's such a gloomy show especially when it talks about how the beloved of the dead try every way to "communicate" with him/her because they believe the person still exist somewhere in a place beyond our imagination. They miss the person so much and wanted to know how is he/she doing in the other world. Yes, I can understand this feeling - the helpless or rather the regret one feel when they know they will never have the chance to compensate what they have done, or to express their love to the one they've lost anymore; thus they choose to believe the person is still around and hoping for one last chance to meet that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe the afterlife, and I wish I'm right. Just like one of the old lady in the show believe, the dead will go to another world which is just like the world we are living now, people who has died many many years ago will still be staying there; awaiting for the reunion once again when our life end one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-2685913403713949316?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2685913403713949316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2685913403713949316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2685913403713949316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2685913403713949316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-there-life-after-death.html' title='Is there a life after death?'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-615700342562929086</id><published>2009-07-10T00:01:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:09:09.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Kinabalu - I came, I conquered, I survived!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBuRqUrnI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ySE8THd8mE0/s1600-h/6373_136517685728_693520728_3455871_1074712_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357174388772089458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBuRqUrnI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ySE8THd8mE0/s400/6373_136517685728_693520728_3455871_1074712_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah, I'm back from Mount Kinabalu, in one piece.. Actually it's been few weeks since my return, but I was just lazy to blog and I'm so occupied with work lately.. I was still feeling exhausted and dehydrated for the past week; despite the muscle pain all over my body. It took me one entire week to heal, till now, I'm still feeling lazy and just don't feel like going anywhere~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it was a superb experience I can say; there is no word can describe the sense of achievement I felt. Honestly, it's never easy to climb the South East Asia's second tallest mountain, there are total of 8km to reach the resthouse at Laban Rata from the base, then another 4km from the Laban Rata to the peak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We started off from the base at 9am. Along the Mesilau trail, we can see our surrounding is changing miles after miles. From the first few km of usual rainforest scene, to the 5th km onwards where it starts getting misty and cold, then a bit further up, the path has turned from soil to rock; lined with strange looking plant. It's never like the usual hiking we used to do in the weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SlnFwoYULPI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/DLLxtD7DG6c/s1600-h/4965_133172865728_693520728_3385009_5043576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357530670997712114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SlnFwoYULPI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/DLLxtD7DG6c/s400/4965_133172865728_693520728_3385009_5043576_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's start!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SloIQKLSkTI/AAAAAAAAB1w/tYz4dr_6-MU/s1600-h/4822_122007429368_679389368_3009489_5066978_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357603780413264178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SloIQKLSkTI/AAAAAAAAB1w/tYz4dr_6-MU/s400/4822_122007429368_679389368_3009489_5066978_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; The soil path.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SloH24mZ81I/AAAAAAAAB1g/3F_pvJ176qM/s1600-h/6728_225997575556_524695556_7590520_3431465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357603346198426450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SloH24mZ81I/AAAAAAAAB1g/3F_pvJ176qM/s400/6728_225997575556_524695556_7590520_3431465_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we passed by the small waterfall, it doesn't showed in this photo though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SloG_1FiPpI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/p4QyQvauoiA/s1600-h/4965_133172910728_693520728_3385016_6477314_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357602400362446482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SloG_1FiPpI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/p4QyQvauoiA/s400/4965_133172910728_693520728_3385016_6477314_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the suspension bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBJU4BKrI/AAAAAAAAB0o/BubuBcwtTPM/s1600-h/4965_133172980728_693520728_3385025_2576479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357173753979677362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBJU4BKrI/AAAAAAAAB0o/BubuBcwtTPM/s400/4965_133172980728_693520728_3385025_2576479_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The milestone of 5km, it starts getting misty and cold. Time to put on the sweather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBBVUMTKI/AAAAAAAAB0g/UZX3B3nfy3A/s1600-h/4965_133173005728_693520728_3385030_6464978_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357173616658893986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBBVUMTKI/AAAAAAAAB0g/UZX3B3nfy3A/s400/4965_133173005728_693520728_3385030_6464978_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep going... The view is fantastic along the Mesilau trail, our target is in sight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliA2SLnKMI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/SomwZPIToAo/s1600-h/4965_133173095728_693520728_3385043_6462475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357173426839038146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliA2SLnKMI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/SomwZPIToAo/s400/4965_133173095728_693520728_3385043_6462475_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then from the 6km onwards, the path turn from soil to rock, lined by strange looking tree. You can't actually see it from the picture here, but the trees are having kind of wool thingy on its leaves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBPcUeLCI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ci2Qv7OXCts/s1600-h/4965_133173060728_693520728_3385037_2257144_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357173859057282082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBPcUeLCI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ci2Qv7OXCts/s400/4965_133173060728_693520728_3385037_2257144_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are getting INTO the cloud. But this last 2km to reach the Laban Rata resthouse was really killing me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then finally we reached the Laban Rata resthouse after 7++ hours of trekking. We quickly grab a hot drinks and the first thing came out in my mind is to call my dear. I just can't wait to share my joyous with him although I know he is at work during that time, he couldn't see me but I was actually shivering there and the excitement has overcame the exhaustion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAvIMcKZI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/SK4UBxLH-Tk/s1600-h/4965_133173105728_693520728_3385045_4993085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357173303899072914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAvIMcKZI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/SK4UBxLH-Tk/s400/4965_133173105728_693520728_3385045_4993085_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Laban Rata resthouse!! you have no idea how this looks like a heaven to us when it came in our sight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAoNBuN6I/AAAAAAAAB0I/N0OKe1YCEHs/s1600-h/4965_133173165728_693520728_3385055_5426046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357173184937211810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAoNBuN6I/AAAAAAAAB0I/N0OKe1YCEHs/s400/4965_133173165728_693520728_3385055_5426046_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phew~~ Hot Milo is what we really deserved. Good job everyone!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After taking dinner and shower at the resthouse, then we trek another 500m to our hut in order to grab a nap before continue our journey the next morning. However, could it be the unbearable coldness, or the altitude sickness, or perhaps the dehydration; most of us just couldn't sleep well on that night. Few of us including myself had developed fever and suffered from migraine too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBf2zK9nI/AAAAAAAAB04/cftIyKnCKS0/s1600-h/4965_133173300728_693520728_3385073_1680862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357174141043275378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBf2zK9nI/AAAAAAAAB04/cftIyKnCKS0/s400/4965_133173300728_693520728_3385073_1680862_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In front of the Laban Rata. Felt a little bit rejuvenated after the dinner and shower. But then the altitude sickness kicked in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are about 4km from the Laban Rata to the summit. Although it's half the distance of the treakking we had on the day before, but this 4km is really killing. Although few of us were not feeling well, but still we struggled and started off from Laban Rata at 2am, the wee hours in the morning, nothing you can expect except the darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While we were going further up, every step has became more and more difficult due to the lack of oxygen and the icy cold breeze. This is the toughest part where lots of people decided to turn back. In fact, I also feel like giving up, but NO!! I'm not there to give up half way before reaching the peak! I strive with determination and crawl towards the summit under the starring night; yeah, the star are so bright from the mountain, I can felt it's so near to me like I can almost touch it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliATTP7n4I/AAAAAAAABz4/UHoJha9ryRA/s1600-h/5142_132718575728_693520728_3374844_4784185_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172825830170498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliATTP7n4I/AAAAAAAABz4/UHoJha9ryRA/s400/5142_132718575728_693520728_3374844_4784185_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dawn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAJQ7e6_I/AAAAAAAABzw/imYDT4ZN9wY/s1600-h/5142_132718585728_693520728_3374846_336289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172653408840690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAJQ7e6_I/AAAAAAAABzw/imYDT4ZN9wY/s400/5142_132718585728_693520728_3374846_336289_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAcTLTjMI/AAAAAAAAB0A/-PsemMK6JBg/s1600-h/5142_132718545728_693520728_3374840_2745956_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172980429589698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliAcTLTjMI/AAAAAAAAB0A/-PsemMK6JBg/s400/5142_132718545728_693520728_3374840_2745956_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The peak is deceivingly close; so near yet so far. Now you see how tiny human is compare to the magnificient mountain.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At that time I've already exerted all my energy, I have to stop and rest/breath every 10 steps I walked/crawled, but I wanted to reach the summit so badly and I just kept going and going and going and going; solely rely on my mind power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_ifZVE4I/AAAAAAAABzI/DDDM_Pq7NRk/s1600-h/5142_132718805728_693520728_3374882_4436120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357171987277222786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_ifZVE4I/AAAAAAAABzI/DDDM_Pq7NRk/s400/5142_132718805728_693520728_3374882_4436120_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The cloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliACb6LFII/AAAAAAAABzo/a5nUrPcU1PM/s1600-h/5142_132718610728_693520728_3374851_6066729_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172536097051778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliACb6LFII/AAAAAAAABzo/a5nUrPcU1PM/s400/5142_132718610728_693520728_3374851_6066729_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We shared the same target; to reach the summit. Just keep crawling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally I reached the peak after 4++ hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_wvYR2WI/AAAAAAAABzY/BnkPE4CWSdg/s1600-h/5142_132718675728_693520728_3374862_1967974_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172232085952866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_wvYR2WI/AAAAAAAABzY/BnkPE4CWSdg/s400/5142_132718675728_693520728_3374862_1967974_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?? I DID IT!! The view is fantastic!!!! We are not only in the cloud, but are ABOVE the cloud; standing on the peak and seeing the mountain surrounding us under our foot!! We even spotted a vertical rainbow on the summit, I think we were just too near to the rainbow thus there it comes the vertical rainbow.. Wow. WOW.. WOW... I can still feel the wow now after weeks by looking at the picture. The place is just so unreal.. It is neither picture nor word can describe you the real beauty of this mountain, you have to be there to experience it by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_pR5DrwI/AAAAAAAABzQ/fntiW8bqdj4/s1600-h/5142_132718715728_693520728_3374869_5438341_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172103911288578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_pR5DrwI/AAAAAAAABzQ/fntiW8bqdj4/s400/5142_132718715728_693520728_3374869_5438341_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_5hWSGCI/AAAAAAAABzg/xsz7IQcSJ08/s1600-h/5142_132718630728_693520728_3374854_1725643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357172382938306594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_5hWSGCI/AAAAAAAABzg/xsz7IQcSJ08/s400/5142_132718630728_693520728_3374854_1725643_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;After snapping some photo, time to move our ass again. We took another 3-4 hours to reach the Laban Rata from the peak, then we checked out from our hut and grab the breakfast. After that, another 5-6 hours of trekking down the hill. It was raining while we came down from Laban Rata, the rain worsen the trekking as the path becomes so slippery and I felt so cold. I was almost half dead by the time I touched down at the base of Timpohon trail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_aII1kPI/AAAAAAAABzA/35zHCnMYLjg/s1600-h/5142_132718890728_693520728_3374894_5480445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357171843595079922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_aII1kPI/AAAAAAAABzA/35zHCnMYLjg/s400/5142_132718890728_693520728_3374894_5480445_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fog while we came down from the peak down to Laban Rata.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_R9-VEAI/AAAAAAAABy4/2rPHSsk01mI/s1600-h/5142_132718920728_693520728_3374899_2894444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357171703427698690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Slh_R9-VEAI/AAAAAAAABy4/2rPHSsk01mI/s400/5142_132718920728_693520728_3374899_2894444_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold the rope tight!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What can I say? this is a superb experience. Nothing can beat the feeling when u conqueuer such a huge mountain! I was amazed by my own determination too, I think I really deserved an applause from myself. ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBnKbTC7I/AAAAAAAAB1A/V9wVcL3ebeg/s1600-h/4822_121996999368_679389368_3009217_8171506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357174266570935218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBnKbTC7I/AAAAAAAAB1A/V9wVcL3ebeg/s400/4822_121996999368_679389368_3009217_8171506_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are 17 of us in total. It was really great to meet you all. I had a great trip; not only the climb, but also all the fun we shared during the entire trip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-615700342562929086?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/615700342562929086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=615700342562929086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/615700342562929086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/615700342562929086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/mount-kinabalu-i-came-i-conquered-i.html' title='Mount Kinabalu - I came, I conquered, I survived!!!'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SliBuRqUrnI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ySE8THd8mE0/s72-c/6373_136517685728_693520728_3455871_1074712_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5860946389649648075</id><published>2009-07-02T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:05:08.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Sharing] Installing LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: Yes, ... how can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Well, after much consideration, I've decided to install LOVE. Can you guide me though the process?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: Yes. I can help you. Are you ready to proceed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready. What do I do first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located your Heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Yes, but there are several other programs running now. Is it okay to install Love while they are running?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: What programs are running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Let's see, I have Past Hurt, Low Self-Esteem, Grudge, and Resentment running right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: No problem, Love will gradually erase Past Hurt from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory but it will no longer disrupt other programs. Love will eventually override Low Self-Esteem with a module of its own called High Self-Esteem. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge and Resentment. Those programs prevent Love from being properly installed. Can you turn those off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: With pleasure. Go to your start menu and invoke Forgiveness. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge and Resentment have been completely erased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Okay, done! Love has started installing itself. Is that normal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other Hearts in order to get the upgrades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Oops! I have an error message already. It says, "Error - Program not run on external components." What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Don't worry. It means that the Love program is set up to run on Internal Hearts, but has not yet been run on your Heart. In non-technical terms, it simply means you have to Love yourself before you can Love others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: So, what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support: Pull down Self-Acceptance; then click on the following files: Forgive-Self; Realize Your Worth; and Acknowledge your Limitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Okay, done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: Now, copy them to the "My Heart" directory. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching faulty programming. Also, you need to delete Verbose Self-Criticism from all directories and empty your Recycle Bin to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Customer: Got it. Hey! My heart is filling up with new files. Smile is playing on my monitor and Peace and Contentment are copying themselves all over My Heart. Is this normal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tech Support: Sometimes. For others it takes a while, but eventually everything gets it at the proper time. So LOVE is installed and running. One more thing before we hang up. LOVE is Freeware. Be sure to give itand its various modules to everyone you meet. They will in turn share it with others and return some cool modules back to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5860946389649648075?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5860946389649648075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5860946389649648075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5860946389649648075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5860946389649648075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/07/installing-love.html' title='[Sharing] Installing LOVE'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2083548463000690145</id><published>2009-06-24T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:54:41.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another 13 hours and I'm leaving to Kota Kinabalu!! This is a 5 days trip solely for the purpose of climbing the Mount Kinabalu. Honestly, I'm SUPER DUPER DAMN 9 NERVOUS NOW LA!!!!! I can't recall when was my last time being so nervous like now, perhaps it's during my SPM exam?? Dengz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, I will be starting the climb on Friday, wish me luck! May the force be with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja ne.. with love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-2083548463000690145?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2083548463000690145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2083548463000690145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2083548463000690145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2083548463000690145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-moment.html' title='This is the moment'/><author><name>Tammy</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8625290073491984394</id><published>2009-06-16T14:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:25:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Water Rafting AT Kuala Kubu Bahru ON Sungai Selangor</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdEGzcQJNI/AAAAAAAAByk/0ASyhrePIME/s1600-h/4620_127189960728_693520728_3267464_6847388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347817966204363986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdEGzcQJNI/AAAAAAAAByk/0ASyhrePIME/s400/4620_127189960728_693520728_3267464_6847388_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;YEAH! Finally I made it for the white water rafting. There were 8 of us, and we were being told by the tour guide it was a level 4 rapid for that day due to the rain on the night before. This piece of info actually drives me nervous at the beginning but it turn out pretty cool. The current of the river just nice for us to float down the stream with drinking a few big gulp of the water, and we can still have chance to appreciate the tranquil greenery scene beside the river bank...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How was the rafting?? The pictures speak louder.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdD0cCdciI/AAAAAAAAByM/b5pz7vBheM8/s1600-h/4620_127190190728_693520728_3267502_975491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347817650684523042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdD0cCdciI/AAAAAAAAByM/b5pz7vBheM8/s400/4620_127190190728_693520728_3267502_975491_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Our boat consist of myself, Danny, Xavier, Ken and 3 guides&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdD5TZokCI/AAAAAAAAByU/yVz50IoITPQ/s1600-h/4620_127190040728_693520728_3267478_3590196_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347817734265147426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdD5TZokCI/AAAAAAAAByU/yVz50IoITPQ/s400/4620_127190040728_693520728_3267478_3590196_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a mess!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdG4z-1gXI/AAAAAAAABys/BFwKy0CmG7Q/s1600-h/4620_127190085728_693520728_3267485_2376476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347821024366133618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdG4z-1gXI/AAAAAAAABys/BFwKy0CmG7Q/s400/4620_127190085728_693520728_3267485_2376476_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Then a nice stunt to tilt the boat upward - Chun Chit, Margaret, Wye Joe and Yang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdD-UbwSkI/AAAAAAAAByc/_sxmnl1PeKU/s1600-h/4620_127190020728_693520728_3267474_376712_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347817820441823810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdD-UbwSkI/AAAAAAAAByc/_sxmnl1PeKU/s400/4620_127190020728_693520728_3267474_376712_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; YUP, this is me. I was being thrown up the boat and dive underneath it. I was so panic and keep yelling for help. -__-''', quite sia sui la.. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/17950796-8625290073491984394?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8625290073491984394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8625290073491984394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8625290073491984394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8625290073491984394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/06/white-water-rafting-at-kuala-kubu-bahru.html' title='White Water Rafting AT Kuala Kubu Bahru ON Sungai Selangor'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjdEGzcQJNI/AAAAAAAAByk/0ASyhrePIME/s72-c/4620_127189960728_693520728_3267464_6847388_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8491873319863754122</id><published>2009-06-10T23:29:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:57:24.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry swing @ Cameron Highland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_W3xFx73I/AAAAAAAABxk/EDtaiB5Su9Q/s1600-h/4560_123910705728_693520728_3214221_4769014_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727536270798706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_W3xFx73I/AAAAAAAABxk/EDtaiB5Su9Q/s400/4560_123910705728_693520728_3214221_4769014_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel so rejuvenated back from Cameron Highland despite the exhausted driving, although I'm not the one who drive, Danny did...still, the journey is tiring.. Nevertheless, I really love the weather and the greenary scene there. It's so relaxing; we don't need to do much activities to feel like a vacation, we just walk around for some sight seeing, having steamboat dinner at the hotel, shop at the pasar tani and play with the kids... It's really fun spending time with my beloved, I call it a quality time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_aRdKPXAI/AAAAAAAABx8/gISx8_1ex70/s1600-h/4560_123910650728_693520728_3214211_8040024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345731276132277250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_aRdKPXAI/AAAAAAAABx8/gISx8_1ex70/s400/4560_123910650728_693520728_3214211_8040024_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While on our way to Cameron Highland, we had the famous Duck Leg noodle at Bidor. It's so nice and we had the same again on our journey home. The "Wu Gok" (The deep-fried-round-thingy made by yam) is very yummy too. Slurp~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_Wmm_chtI/AAAAAAAABxM/vFKIGvBxitw/s1600-h/4560_123910765728_693520728_3214230_1533697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727241502099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_Wmm_chtI/AAAAAAAABxM/vFKIGvBxitw/s400/4560_123910765728_693520728_3214230_1533697_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were at the orchid farm, I was tempted to buy a pot home, but I didn't at the end because Goppy is enough for me to take care of. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_XME5yzBI/AAAAAAAABxs/xPjS0-SlBA8/s1600-h/4560_123910725728_693520728_3214223_1452264_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727885186616338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_XME5yzBI/AAAAAAAABxs/xPjS0-SlBA8/s400/4560_123910725728_693520728_3214223_1452264_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the must-do in Cameron Highland - strawberry plucking, but as seen from the picture above, we hardly spot a "good looking" see-toh-beh-lei.. however, it's kinda special experience for the kids, they were so excited at the strawberry farm; I felt the joy of seeing them having fun, &lt;em&gt;"it's such, it's such a perfect day~~~"&lt;/em&gt; just like the &lt;em&gt;Strawberry Swing&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Coldplay&lt;/em&gt;. But seriously, I think it's better to just buy a box from the pasar malam la, aiks.. So end up we bought few boxes of see-toh-beh-lei from the pasar malam, it's really BIG, see the picture below.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjBrwzQieFI/AAAAAAAAByE/NkkdVCr7jDQ/s1600-h/4560_123910820728_693520728_3214240_420197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345891243826247762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SjBrwzQieFI/AAAAAAAAByE/NkkdVCr7jDQ/s400/4560_123910820728_693520728_3214240_420197_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the BIG see-toh-beh-lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_Wis_i6uI/AAAAAAAABxE/qoX44VpmCvE/s1600-h/4560_123914075728_693520728_3214367_4142185_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727174393653986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_Wis_i6uI/AAAAAAAABxE/qoX44VpmCvE/s400/4560_123914075728_693520728_3214367_4142185_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the next morning while heading out to the pasar tani. I really love the weather there, it's so nice and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_XRuAcupI/AAAAAAAABx0/LFH-j952QFY/s1600-h/4560_123914065728_693520728_3214365_8297097_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727982119729810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_XRuAcupI/AAAAAAAABx0/LFH-j952QFY/s400/4560_123914065728_693520728_3214365_8297097_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had a lot of fun, and they like to stick with Danny gor gor, haha, he must be very tired la, but Jing Jing my niece is so caring enough to give him a massage, so sweet isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_WrY2mxrI/AAAAAAAABxU/uLYeTUo8KiM/s1600-h/4560_123914055728_693520728_3214363_7990633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727323606271666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_WrY2mxrI/AAAAAAAABxU/uLYeTUo8KiM/s400/4560_123914055728_693520728_3214363_7990633_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of our resort - Strawberry Park Resort. Feeling so fresh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-8491873319863754122?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8491873319863754122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8491873319863754122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8491873319863754122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8491873319863754122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-trip-cameron-highland.html' title='Strawberry swing @ Cameron Highland'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Si_W3xFx73I/AAAAAAAABxk/EDtaiB5Su9Q/s72-c/4560_123910705728_693520728_3214221_4769014_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4280015897325987349</id><published>2009-06-02T22:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:03:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Blessed Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZFZvFtpjI/AAAAAAAABws/CD4o6MIMwZg/s1600-h/AseanaPuteri+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343034316361147954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZFZvFtpjI/AAAAAAAABws/CD4o6MIMwZg/s400/AseanaPuteri+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Due to late night working on the night before until 3am++, I have the privilege to work from home for today. However, I don't have much task on hand and basically it means all I need to do is checking my email every hour to see if there are any new task coming in. Pretty relax isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I woke up at 10am, seeing Goppy playing by himself beside my bed; it put a smile on my face because I'm glad that he didn't disturb my sleeping, what a good boy :). Then I turned on my laptop. While waiting for my laptop to boot up, I took my sweet time to make myself a cuppa and toast with cheese to kick start a good morning. I enjoyed it with all the windows in my house widely opened, let the sunlight warm the floor and sofa, hearing the splashing from the swimming pool, feeling the breeze from the balcony.. Even Goppy also love it and sleep on my lap soundly, so manja~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZJWEniYEI/AAAAAAAABw8/hlm9iAHHFag/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343038651467194434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZJWEniYEI/AAAAAAAABw8/hlm9iAHHFag/s400/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then after finish all my task for the day, I do the housekeeping and laundry too. Hehe, I'm so proud when seeing my house all clean and sparkling. After that I sneak out to the market near by to buy ingredients for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menu of the day :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Herbal Chicken Soup&lt;br /&gt;- Tau fu with minced pork and salted fish&lt;br /&gt;- Vegetable in oyster sauce&lt;br /&gt;- Honeydew for dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZEhu5V1SI/AAAAAAAABwc/gf5nVmDGE1c/s1600-h/Cooking+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343033354236581154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZEhu5V1SI/AAAAAAAABwc/gf5nVmDGE1c/s400/Cooking+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sound great? Right after I finish the cooking, Danny came back from work, the timing is just nice. Today I tried the taufu recipe provided by Chrys, wow, really yummy eh, I like it but still got room for improvement, hmmm. The fun of cooking will never be complete if that's not for your love one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Albeit what I did today it's not a great achievement, it might be just an ordinary day for a housewife, but seriously I'm kinda satisfied and feeling contented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343035201785482050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZGNRjUy0I/AAAAAAAABw0/WaKvBkZA_CU/s400/Cooking+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goppy also relaxing after the dinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/17950796-4280015897325987349?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4280015897325987349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4280015897325987349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4280015897325987349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4280015897325987349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-blessed-day.html' title='A Beautiful Blessed Day'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SiZFZvFtpjI/AAAAAAAABws/CD4o6MIMwZg/s72-c/AseanaPuteri+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-658563354320460815</id><published>2009-05-29T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:45:45.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon</title><content type='html'>Nothing to do, feel like blogging yet nothing to blog.. Moon, very moon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-658563354320460815?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/658563354320460815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=658563354320460815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/658563354320460815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/658563354320460815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/05/moon.html' title='Moon'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5870279028344297069</id><published>2009-05-25T20:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:10:45.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man and Wife by Tony Parsons - A Woman is Like the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ShqKMQAsVVI/AAAAAAAABwU/EbU7H1dYLgY/s1600-h/etc+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339732251262080338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ShqKMQAsVVI/AAAAAAAABwU/EbU7H1dYLgY/s400/etc+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am reading the book Man and Wife from Tony Parsons, came across this funny quote : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A woman is like the world. From thirteen to eighteen, she's like Africa - virgin territory. From eighteen to thirty, she's like Asia - hot and exotic, From thirty to forty-five, she's like America - fully explored but generous with her resources. From forty-five to fifty-five, she's like Europe - a bit exhausted, a bit knackered, but still with many places of interest. And from fifty-five onwards, she's like Australia - everybody knows it's down there somewhere, but very few will make the effort to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5870279028344297069?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5870279028344297069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5870279028344297069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5870279028344297069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5870279028344297069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-and-wife-by-tony-parson-woman-is.html' title='Man and Wife by Tony Parsons - A Woman is Like the World'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ShqKMQAsVVI/AAAAAAAABwU/EbU7H1dYLgY/s72-c/etc+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6558045448503523470</id><published>2009-05-19T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:51:30.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help This Puppy from Pulau Ketam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ShIdgqubZ5I/AAAAAAAABwM/rQgo3OiZkJA/s1600-h/puppy_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337360955449501586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ShIdgqubZ5I/AAAAAAAABwM/rQgo3OiZkJA/s400/puppy_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart sank after reading this news, how can those people being so cruel to the animal? Do the person who make this happen use his brain to think the consequences of this? has he ever being educated to respect life? Does he believe in karma? He is so bloody stupid, shame on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please read the news from --&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to lend a helping hand to these helpless dogs, these are the ways to help :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a donation to Furry Friends Farm. CIMB 1457-000-1182-05-6 (Current Account). *For online interbank transfer, if it prompts for Recipient ID/Business Reg: Just type in 5766.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donate dog food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adopt a dog from the Furry Friends Farm, SPCA or PAWS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a foster home for the dogs until they are ready to be adopted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spread or circulate the news to your friends. The more people know about this, the more help they can get!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a volunteer to join in the rescue mission. You may contact The Rescue Mission Secretariat at +6012 378 3730 (Janet) or +6012 320 8090 (Zalina) for more info.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-6558045448503523470?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6558045448503523470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6558045448503523470&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6558045448503523470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6558045448503523470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/05/please-help-this-puppy.html' title='Please Help This Puppy from Pulau Ketam'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ShIdgqubZ5I/AAAAAAAABwM/rQgo3OiZkJA/s72-c/puppy_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5174592964741904397</id><published>2009-05-11T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:23:16.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mum, it's Mother's Day again. This is the day which brings me down as it makes me miss you even more; Mother's Day has became so meaningless to me since you left us. It saddened me each time I think of you, so I hold myself from recalling the precious moment we spent, putting away my journal which has so many stories about you, and stop looking back your photos as well. Honestly, it helps, it's true that I have walked through the grief and the loss doesn't depress me so much anymore. But I started to worry now, it seems like the memory we shared is fading away day after day, I'm afraid I can't recall how you looks like anymore, and I'm afraid I have no stories to tell my kids in future about their grandmother. Mum, I don't want to forget about you, I want to put you in my heart forever, and remind myself you are always my star and the person who loves me the most on Earth. Till then, I realize I'm still missing you terribly. Mum, I love you. Happy Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5174592964741904397?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5174592964741904397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5174592964741904397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5174592964741904397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5174592964741904397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Tammy</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5150369339666074502</id><published>2009-05-04T21:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:24:50.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Goppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sf71zreKC-I/AAAAAAAABwE/RH9M0ZPlSTE/s1600-h/karaoke+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331969277044591586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sf71zreKC-I/AAAAAAAABwE/RH9M0ZPlSTE/s400/karaoke+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month since we brought Goppy home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still not fully toilet-trained yet, although most of the time he will pee in his cage, but still sometimes he seems has forgotten where is his bathroom, -_-'''. He is no longer new to this place, I'm worrying it is getting too late to toilet train him. I keep my finger crossed, hopefully he won’t pee on my sofa anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I’m proud that he is a fast learner to new command; he is able to understand our command and do some tricks already. What a cutie pie, every morning when he is out of his cage, he will jump to the bed to wake me up by licking my face. Then while we get back home from work, he will wag his tail like mad and rub his body on our leg. Very manja la... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really need patience to have a dog, if you aren’t a dog lover, you will find it troublesome to train the dog, feed him on time, bathe him, not to mention to clean up his pee and poo. But all this fuss is worthy to me when I see my Goppy growing up everyday. He can really brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog is really our best fren, no matter how moody u looks like when u are home, he will always welcome you like never seen u for ages, yet he will never neglect you by sticking his face to the monitor all day long, and never complaint you don't wash the dishes and do the laundry, it's better than having a bf, :p. It is very true the saying "your pet is part of your life, but you are everything for your pet", so if you have a dog, please treat him nicely with care and love, keep in mind, you are your pet's everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5150369339666074502?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5150369339666074502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5150369339666074502&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5150369339666074502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5150369339666074502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-goppy.html' title='My Goppy'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sf71zreKC-I/AAAAAAAABwE/RH9M0ZPlSTE/s72-c/karaoke+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2896137212174003604</id><published>2009-04-23T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:18:49.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor HP-ers (Just for fun)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SfAOMVtvNNI/AAAAAAAABv8/oxdrReN7ENI/s1600-h/HP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327773964329497810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 564px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SfAOMVtvNNI/AAAAAAAABv8/oxdrReN7ENI/s400/HP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-2896137212174003604?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2896137212174003604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2896137212174003604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2896137212174003604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2896137212174003604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/poor-hp-ers-just-for-fun.html' title='Poor HP-ers (Just for fun)'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SfAOMVtvNNI/AAAAAAAABv8/oxdrReN7ENI/s72-c/HP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5106498049876867381</id><published>2009-04-16T20:39:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:24:36.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Getaway to Bali - Beaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bali is an island blessed with many beautiful beaches; Kuta beach is one of the most favourite beach discovered by the tourist, it is just a stone throw away from Denpasar airport; reachable about 15-30 minutes driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kuta Beach&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our stay at Kuta Beach, there is a day me and Danny were suppose to join the groupies for the white water rafting, but I was just recovered from sick and we decided not to join them. We rent a motorcycle to tour around Kuta instead. Kuta is not only famous with its white sandy beach, it is also a shopping mecca with its line of shops and restaurants. We were so happily plunge ourselves into the shopping spree especially the Quicksilver outlet which is about 50% cheaper than the price back home. There is bazaar ON the beach as well, I bought some handicraft at pretty good price with the help by Danny which possess the great bargain skill. :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shopping, definitely we don't want to miss the surfing. We hired the surfing coach from the Kuta beach for two hours. IT IS DAMN FUN LA!!! It's not as tough as I thought. After being coached for few round, I'm able to stand on the surfing board!! wow, it's really the best thing I did in Bali. I was so exhausted after the 2 hours surfing, what's next? Nothing beat the traditional Balinese massage while having my sun bath on the shore at the same time sipping the chilly coke. HEAVEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jimbaran Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jimbaran bay is another tourist spot which famous with its luxurious resorts and seafood restaurant on the beach. Of course the resorts don't set up their business here with no reason. Jimbaran Bay blessed with white sandy beach with strong wave which provide a good place for intermediate surfers, Bluepoint Beach is one of the beach here that attract a lot of surfers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xNdU2SfI/AAAAAAAABvc/p7AqM-t2DTY/s1600-h/n693520728_2816193_3818737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326968041529297394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xNdU2SfI/AAAAAAAABvc/p7AqM-t2DTY/s400/n693520728_2816193_3818737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0w4M2-22I/AAAAAAAABu0/6uFH_ZtMUTk/s1600-h/2991_65081987671_604662671_1734073_313449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326967676331809634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0w4M2-22I/AAAAAAAABu0/6uFH_ZtMUTk/s400/2991_65081987671_604662671_1734073_313449_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0zWyUy4gI/AAAAAAAABv0/gcvmQyrfIzE/s1600-h/n693520728_2831479_6585218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326970400808296962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0zWyUy4gI/AAAAAAAABv0/gcvmQyrfIzE/s400/n693520728_2831479_6585218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xGaOMRwI/AAAAAAAABvM/T75hC9WMQkY/s1600-h/n693520728_2816196_4847862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326967920436987650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xGaOMRwI/AAAAAAAABvM/T75hC9WMQkY/s400/n693520728_2816196_4847862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xBwEPNvI/AAAAAAAABvE/S-Xv1xJZO14/s1600-h/n693520728_2816204_4678345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326967840401471218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xBwEPNvI/AAAAAAAABvE/S-Xv1xJZO14/s400/n693520728_2816204_4678345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0u8mhQNyI/AAAAAAAABuM/EgpzdXrhgic/s1600-h/n693520728_2831485_6375955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326965552916215586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0u8mhQNyI/AAAAAAAABuM/EgpzdXrhgic/s400/n693520728_2831485_6375955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0usDrAOjI/AAAAAAAABuE/Rk45t4MTk70/s1600-h/n693520728_2831480_6315727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326965268683962930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0usDrAOjI/AAAAAAAABuE/Rk45t4MTk70/s400/n693520728_2831480_6315727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we had a superb seafood dinner at one of the many on-the-beach seafood restaurant with the nice breeze under the starring night, accompanied by the concerto of live band and the constant rhythm of the strong wave. ROMANTIC~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0zP2xjHnI/AAAAAAAABvk/siI4soDA-xU/s1600-h/n693520728_2831695_685606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326970281743556210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0zP2xjHnI/AAAAAAAABvk/siI4soDA-xU/s400/n693520728_2831695_685606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0zTMPbCZI/AAAAAAAABvs/9XzYZvRSQho/s1600-h/n693520728_2831507_7478772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326970339045607826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0zTMPbCZI/AAAAAAAABvs/9XzYZvRSQho/s400/n693520728_2831507_7478772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nusa Dua&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nusa Dua which known by its crystal clear water, is the place we went for the water sport activities. We did the Banana Boat, parasailing, snorkeling and Flying Fish. The snorkelling is kind of a disappointment, but the rest is not bad especially this is my first time trying the parasailing. Fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0wJ5AiFWI/AAAAAAAABus/7dyvEtuDQtU/s1600-h/2991_65082032671_604662671_1734080_6023398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326966880729175394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0wJ5AiFWI/AAAAAAAABus/7dyvEtuDQtU/s400/2991_65082032671_604662671_1734080_6023398_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0wAwVKUEI/AAAAAAAABuk/WmKeqaDSriU/s1600-h/2991_65082022671_604662671_1734078_5935563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326966723780956226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0wAwVKUEI/AAAAAAAABuk/WmKeqaDSriU/s400/2991_65082022671_604662671_1734078_5935563_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0v71UB4CI/AAAAAAAABuc/y22x6csYa-4/s1600-h/2991_65082072671_604662671_1734088_4646352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326966639219040290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0v71UB4CI/AAAAAAAABuc/y22x6csYa-4/s400/2991_65082072671_604662671_1734088_4646352_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0v3WmJ8CI/AAAAAAAABuU/1Fv9mt7WIqA/s1600-h/n693520728_2831614_6497362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326966562254090274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0v3WmJ8CI/AAAAAAAABuU/1Fv9mt7WIqA/s400/n693520728_2831614_6497362.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/17950796-5106498049876867381?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5106498049876867381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5106498049876867381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5106498049876867381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5106498049876867381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/getaway-to-bali-beaches.html' title='Getaway to Bali - Beaches'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Se0xNdU2SfI/AAAAAAAABvc/p7AqM-t2DTY/s72-c/n693520728_2816193_3818737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4625821634586232462</id><published>2009-04-13T21:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:24:48.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>I Had a Date with CATS @ Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is my long awaiting trip to Singapore for the Cats musical and of course, for catching up with Eunice and Lily. Too bad Chrys unable to join us, else it will definitely double the joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was just a short trip that last for 2 days, a bit rushing though, but it was indeed a contented trip. We shopped till we drop on the first day, and got back to hotel at 11pm++. Both me and Lily were so exhausted and our legs damn strained, yet we never fail to finish spending the SGD we brought, haha, it's been a long long time I didn't do such a crazy shopping spree. I bought 3 dresses, 2 shorts, 1 skirt, 2 tops, a pair of shoes and a handbag! Wow, I didn't realize I bought so many stuff until I pack my luggage at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIXirvIKI/AAAAAAAABt8/ab1SU_4ksiI/s1600-h/2991_65081987671_604662671_1734073_313449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324178753766498466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIXirvIKI/AAAAAAAABt8/ab1SU_4ksiI/s400/2991_65081987671_604662671_1734073_313449_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BFF - Lily, Eunice and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At night in the hotel, 3 of us chat for whole night long until Eunice finally gone "unconcious", hahaha. The next day, we went to the church with Eunice in the morning for the Easter celebration and rush to Esplanade after the church service for our highlight of the trip - the Cats musical!!!! we were so so so so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The show doesn't disappoint us, it doesn't become one of the best-known musical for no reason. It is kinda entertaining, albeit it's quite boring at some part in the first half of the play, but overall it is great. I was so touched when the Grizabella the Glamour Cat sing the song "Memory", and I was amazed by the setting which is a giant junkyard full of cats. I enjoyed the show so much. As well as the whole Singapore trip, thanks Eunice for your hospitality, really good to catch up with you girls again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNILX78_OI/AAAAAAAABtk/IUoUktR4MTA/s1600-h/2991_65082072671_604662671_1734088_4646352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324178544723295458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNILX78_OI/AAAAAAAABtk/IUoUktR4MTA/s400/2991_65082072671_604662671_1734088_4646352_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So happy neh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIOyRm9jI/AAAAAAAABts/4laoubGCR-w/s1600-h/2991_65082022671_604662671_1734078_5935563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324178603333056050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIOyRm9jI/AAAAAAAABts/4laoubGCR-w/s400/2991_65082022671_604662671_1734078_5935563_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eunice and me in the Esplanade Theatre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIT-s5gSI/AAAAAAAABt0/aGcquFayQNU/s1600-h/2991_65082032671_604662671_1734080_6023398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324178692568088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIT-s5gSI/AAAAAAAABt0/aGcquFayQNU/s400/2991_65082032671_604662671_1734080_6023398_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posing with the programme book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4625821634586232462?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4625821634586232462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4625821634586232462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4625821634586232462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4625821634586232462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-date-with-cats-singapore.html' title='I Had a Date with CATS @ Singapore'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SeNIXirvIKI/AAAAAAAABt8/ab1SU_4ksiI/s72-c/2991_65081987671_604662671_1734073_313449_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5075045375710883707</id><published>2009-04-09T21:50:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:24:36.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Getaway to Bali - Ubud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We left the famous tourist spot of Bali - Kuta Beach and bound towards Ubud on the 3rd day. Ubud is a small town in the middle of Bali island, it is quite far away from the beach and we were there for the unique cottage ON the scenic paddy fields. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4H2XxKiKI/AAAAAAAABtc/fvTZIiQjM24/s1600-h/n693520728_2858649_4318961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322700440273062050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4H2XxKiKI/AAAAAAAABtc/fvTZIiQjM24/s400/n693520728_2858649_4318961.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hibiscus Cottage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We stayed at the Hibiscus Cottage for 2 days. The cottage is surrounded by a great view of paddy field. The cottage itself has very rich resemblance to the Balinese culture; the doors, the windows, the furniture are all a nice piece of art with the fine craft on it. I felt like a princess staying in an ancient palace, haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At night, we can hear the cricket chirping and frog croaking which makes it a soothing lullaby, and there are fire flies on the paddy field under the starring night too. It is really a good place for relaxation, what's more?it only cost at rm90 per night! But there is no air-cond and Angeline dislike it because she said the deco looks spooky. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HxCK9JwI/AAAAAAAABtU/9KgQD0iEZY4/s1600-h/n693520728_2858648_4808515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322700348576311042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HxCK9JwI/AAAAAAAABtU/9KgQD0iEZY4/s400/n693520728_2858648_4808515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greenary from the balcony of our cottage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On the first night, we decided to rent motorcycles to explore the Ubud. It was fun!!!! By asking around the locals, we able to find the restaurant for the famous Bebek Bengil a.k.a Dirty Duck. The food was great as well as the ambiance. Then we thought of looking for massage parlour but too bad it was closed although it was just about 10pm. Thus we just drove around the Ubud again and went back to our cottage to feel like a prince/princess again.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HsyPqXhI/AAAAAAAABtM/5xBC9S3vbSY/s1600-h/n693520728_2858672_5222859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322700275581607442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HsyPqXhI/AAAAAAAABtM/5xBC9S3vbSY/s400/n693520728_2858672_5222859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The door and the corridor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HmYHxbSI/AAAAAAAABtE/li5hGWZ7dRA/s1600-h/n693520728_2858644_3700598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322700165489978658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HmYHxbSI/AAAAAAAABtE/li5hGWZ7dRA/s400/n693520728_2858644_3700598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bathroom and the exit to the balcony. It's really nice to have a cuppa at the balcony under the starring night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4Hd8T9zcI/AAAAAAAABs8/8Kftc5owRCQ/s1600-h/n693520728_2858669_2725387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322700020585975234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4Hd8T9zcI/AAAAAAAABs8/8Kftc5owRCQ/s400/n693520728_2858669_2725387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bed with stones underneath it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HUhRadXI/AAAAAAAABs0/AQD6wTrGNGM/s1600-h/n693520728_2858668_447468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322699858708690290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HUhRadXI/AAAAAAAABs0/AQD6wTrGNGM/s400/n693520728_2858668_447468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The wooden window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HQcKhKQI/AAAAAAAABss/0gps4nsopLM/s1600-h/n693520728_2858670_4734652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322699788618115330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HQcKhKQI/AAAAAAAABss/0gps4nsopLM/s400/n693520728_2858670_4734652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; The wooden door in fine craft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HK0NkvOI/AAAAAAAABsk/V-NCFVCcM1M/s1600-h/n693520728_2858674_5807529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322699691994168546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4HK0NkvOI/AAAAAAAABsk/V-NCFVCcM1M/s400/n693520728_2858674_5807529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; At the corridor in front of the main door. We were so relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5075045375710883707?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5075045375710883707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5075045375710883707&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5075045375710883707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5075045375710883707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/getaway-to-bali-ubud.html' title='Getaway to Bali - Ubud'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sd4H2XxKiKI/AAAAAAAABtc/fvTZIiQjM24/s72-c/n693520728_2858649_4318961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-2284727013996271900</id><published>2009-04-08T16:14:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:25:22.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>F1 2009 @ Sepang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxspX3FA8I/AAAAAAAABsc/WHJMEElJjTA/s1600-h/n693520728_2858669_2725387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248317680550850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxspX3FA8I/AAAAAAAABsc/WHJMEElJjTA/s400/n693520728_2858669_2725387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my first time to the track and watch F1 racing live. Unfortunately, it was pouring. I think we were really lucky, it only happened few times in the past that the F1 race have to stopped half way due to heavy rain, how lucky we were to witness such rare occasion and end up we only able to watch 33 out of the 60 laps; yeah, disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I had fun with Danny and my colleagues. It was really an eye-opener to me - to experience this international event, to see how fast can the F1 car race, to hear how harshing the engine sound can be, and not to mention to feel how crappy the carpark is, and how terrible the traffic jam is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsUtNnIDI/AAAAAAAABrk/t9J9sWDWNaA/s1600-h/n693520728_2858648_4808515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322247962634952754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsUtNnIDI/AAAAAAAABrk/t9J9sWDWNaA/s400/n693520728_2858648_4808515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; The view from our seat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsdD3KbrI/AAAAAAAABr8/ibqeBuI218Q/s1600-h/n693520728_2858670_4734652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248106153766578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsdD3KbrI/AAAAAAAABr8/ibqeBuI218Q/s400/n693520728_2858670_4734652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It is really not an easy job to capture the photo of the car especially on a straight track, it is too fast. By the time I release the shutter of my camera, the car already gone out of my sight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsZ4_3WzI/AAAAAAAABr0/QpKwgsSP3y4/s1600-h/n693520728_2858649_4318961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248051697867570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsZ4_3WzI/AAAAAAAABr0/QpKwgsSP3y4/s400/n693520728_2858649_4318961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Then it start raining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsXOa3L9I/AAAAAAAABrs/snjYOI27fjA/s1600-h/n693520728_2858672_5222859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248005908639698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsXOa3L9I/AAAAAAAABrs/snjYOI27fjA/s400/n693520728_2858672_5222859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then the safety car appear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Talk about the crappy carpark, it is not cheap wei, it cost a rm50 for the carpark which we gotta walk for a long long distance to reach the entrance of the circuit, moreover, we gotta soak our feet into the mud while walking to the carpark due to the rain, thank god I was with my slippers.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsmBsuNzI/AAAAAAAABsU/3LAG2EgdKJE/s1600-h/n693520728_2858644_3700598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248260191926066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsmBsuNzI/AAAAAAAABsU/3LAG2EgdKJE/s400/n693520728_2858644_3700598.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsitoZ0FI/AAAAAAAABsM/TkNRwiAIAsw/s1600-h/n693520728_2858668_447468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248203265495122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxsitoZ0FI/AAAAAAAABsM/TkNRwiAIAsw/s400/n693520728_2858668_447468.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our seat. See the guy in pink at the back? Don't you think he looks like Jay Chow? Hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdxsf7Yxd8I/AAAAAAAABsE/iEtx2J-heDg/s1600-h/n693520728_2858674_5807529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322248155418425282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdxsf7Yxd8I/AAAAAAAABsE/iEtx2J-heDg/s400/n693520728_2858674_5807529.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Danny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-2284727013996271900?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/2284727013996271900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=2284727013996271900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2284727013996271900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/2284727013996271900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/f1-2009-sepang.html' title='F1 2009 @ Sepang'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdxspX3FA8I/AAAAAAAABsc/WHJMEElJjTA/s72-c/n693520728_2858669_2725387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-6051031150643599307</id><published>2009-04-06T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:25:40.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beloved Family'/><title type='text'>New member - Goppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdmy8Fu7-TI/AAAAAAAABrc/uwRHaDyu_Zk/s1600-h/Gopy_FirstDay+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321481180115892530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdmy8Fu7-TI/AAAAAAAABrc/uwRHaDyu_Zk/s400/Gopy_FirstDay+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo!! We got a new member - Goppy!! hehe.. He is just 7 weeks old and still very tiny, can't even walk properly yet.. he is soooo cute, isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was his first night home and he cried for the whole night, yawn~~~ guess he is not used to the new environment yet and probably miss his siblings at the pet shop. ;). Hopefully he doesn't make noise again tonite... yawn~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdmy3JkuREI/AAAAAAAABrU/QTELXqy_I7k/s1600-h/Gopy_FirstDay+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321481095247447106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdmy3JkuREI/AAAAAAAABrU/QTELXqy_I7k/s400/Gopy_FirstDay+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; so manja~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdmywjTK5VI/AAAAAAAABrM/XsW07oPZMkI/s1600-h/Gopy_FirstDay+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321480981894063442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SdmywjTK5VI/AAAAAAAABrM/XsW07oPZMkI/s400/Gopy_FirstDay+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He loves food!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/17950796-6051031150643599307?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/6051031150643599307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=6051031150643599307&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6051031150643599307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/6051031150643599307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-member-goppy.html' title='New member - Goppy'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sdmy8Fu7-TI/AAAAAAAABrc/uwRHaDyu_Zk/s72-c/Gopy_FirstDay+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-845629770275131723</id><published>2009-04-04T07:25:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:24:36.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Getaway to Bali - Mount Batur the volcano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Throughout the 8 days of my Bali trip; the itinery for the hiking at Mount Batur is the most exhausted, yet a pretty interesting experience for me. This is my first time climbing an active volcano, somemore at the wee hours just for the sake of viewing the sunrise from the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2.30am when we dragged ourselves out from the cozy bed, we reached the foot of the Mount Batur after an hour drive from our hotel at Ubud. The moment I got out from the car, I was awake by the freezingly cold breeze; I started to realize wearing shorts and t-shirt for this hiking is a bad idea. Luckily Danny brought along his jacket and he gave it to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting with our tour guide; we started our trekking. It was all dark, we can hardly see our surrounding with just the dim light from our torch light. I was shivering while walking and find it hard to breath either. It's really not an easy one, the volcanic ash and sand is not easy to walk in, somemore my sneakers just don't mean for hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After struggling for about 2 hours, we reached the peak. There is a hut where we can sit down and took our breakfast while waiting for the sunrise. The breakfast provided by our tourguide was bun and egg. Not a good one after an exhausted exercise like this. But of course, the view is great. We can see the colourful sky nicely set up on top of the Lake Batur surrounded by the greyish volcanic ash. It's BEAUTIFUL~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2ezwzVQI/AAAAAAAABqc/zKuhhkGGDF8/s1600-h/n693520728_2816278_5820827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640650192049410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2ezwzVQI/AAAAAAAABqc/zKuhhkGGDF8/s400/n693520728_2816278_5820827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2lxQMtvI/AAAAAAAABqk/r5-XkK5bsOk/s1600-h/n693520728_2816280_5902148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640769777514226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2lxQMtvI/AAAAAAAABqk/r5-XkK5bsOk/s400/n693520728_2816280_5902148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2Z8wHD9I/AAAAAAAABqU/D9abTx6WuR8/s1600-h/n693520728_2816286_4357534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640566705721298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2Z8wHD9I/AAAAAAAABqU/D9abTx6WuR8/s400/n693520728_2816286_4357534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2JoSgpvI/AAAAAAAABqM/mvINM2vM56I/s1600-h/n693520728_2816288_4700613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640286334953202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2JoSgpvI/AAAAAAAABqM/mvINM2vM56I/s400/n693520728_2816288_4700613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sun rose, we were guided to the back of the hut which is a crater. The crater was emitting steam and there are rocks with warm water dripping; the dripping water is said to be the holy water by the locals. We walked around the mountain for some sightseeing, then it's time to go down the hill. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2pnPTxRI/AAAAAAAABqs/Ia83mXcPqCY/s1600-h/n693520728_2831666_4370969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640835808904466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2pnPTxRI/AAAAAAAABqs/Ia83mXcPqCY/s400/n693520728_2831666_4370969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2s6kO-1I/AAAAAAAABq0/TSSCD2iABco/s1600-h/n693520728_2831690_2079649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640892536552274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2s6kO-1I/AAAAAAAABq0/TSSCD2iABco/s400/n693520728_2831690_2079649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2zbC2ckI/AAAAAAAABrE/drcYHCPkgJE/s1600-h/n693520728_2831670_1699715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320641004334117442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2zbC2ckI/AAAAAAAABrE/drcYHCPkgJE/s400/n693520728_2831670_1699715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2wDW8n1I/AAAAAAAABq8/HYDZZDJA830/s1600-h/n693520728_2831667_5563360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320640946436349778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2wDW8n1I/AAAAAAAABq8/HYDZZDJA830/s400/n693520728_2831667_5563360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not any easier to go down the hill than going up. The slope is very steep and slippery due to the volcanic ash, moreover there are no shades and we were exposed under the big hot sun for hours. I have no idea how long we have walked, but seems like a decade for me and finally we touched down at the base and ended out hiking..... then at night, I got fever.. -_-'', told ya, it was exhausted, isn't it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda14Awb-YI/AAAAAAAABqE/rJWscwd0UTA/s1600-h/n693520728_2816289_2389848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320639983665281410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda14Awb-YI/AAAAAAAABqE/rJWscwd0UTA/s400/n693520728_2816289_2389848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-845629770275131723?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/845629770275131723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=845629770275131723&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/845629770275131723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/845629770275131723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/04/getaway-to-bali-mount-batur-volcano.html' title='Getaway to Bali - Mount Batur the volcano'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sda2ezwzVQI/AAAAAAAABqc/zKuhhkGGDF8/s72-c/n693520728_2816278_5820827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-162567667290084621</id><published>2009-03-28T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:59:49.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am back from my 8 days of getaway to Bali... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sc4nK9uBikI/AAAAAAAABp0/K2ixCsNpKns/s1600-h/Bali+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318231279290911298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sc4nK9uBikI/AAAAAAAABp0/K2ixCsNpKns/s400/Bali+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me on the first day we touched down at Denpasar airport in Bali...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sc4ndkyyvXI/AAAAAAAABp8/ovTI67GpwyI/s1600-h/Bali+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318231599017540978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sc4ndkyyvXI/AAAAAAAABp8/ovTI67GpwyI/s400/Bali+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is after having big fun under the sun for 8 days... ewk~ I hate sun burn, god know how long I need in order to get back my fair skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Besides the sun burn, I was having fever, diarrhea, vomit and sorethroat during my trip.. This is really the most exhausted trip I've ever had.. However, it all worth for the superb surfing experience I had.. Stay tuned for more blog about the BALI!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-162567667290084621?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/162567667290084621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=162567667290084621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/162567667290084621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/162567667290084621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/Sc4nK9uBikI/AAAAAAAABp0/K2ixCsNpKns/s72-c/Bali+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-4066472503252699504</id><published>2009-03-21T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:46:21.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Leaving on a Jet Plane ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScPxpUgUUJI/AAAAAAAABps/Qm3q9ASYFks/s1600-h/AseanaPuteri+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315357677408506002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScPxpUgUUJI/AAAAAAAABps/Qm3q9ASYFks/s400/AseanaPuteri+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... to Bali!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-4066472503252699504?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/4066472503252699504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=4066472503252699504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4066472503252699504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/4066472503252699504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I am Leaving on a Jet Plane ...'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScPxpUgUUJI/AAAAAAAABps/Qm3q9ASYFks/s72-c/AseanaPuteri+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-353308303241341456</id><published>2009-03-18T22:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:25:22.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>Bukit Tabur @ Taman Melawati</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEUoXPyCrI/AAAAAAAABoo/B_Spw7zgCgo/s1600-h/n693520728_2731311_5116544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314551718941428402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEUoXPyCrI/AAAAAAAABoo/B_Spw7zgCgo/s400/n693520728_2731311_5116544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an idea by my colleague - Alvin to climb the Bukit Tabur on last weekend in order to boast up ourselves for the coming Bali trip which included an itinery to climb the volcano. Bukit Tabur is located at Taman Melawati, or Gombak Forest Reserve as shown in the GPS. It will definitely able to pump up your adrenaline if you love hill climbing and enjoy in embracing the mother nature. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bukit Tabur is famous with its spectacular view of KL city and Klang Gate Dam from the hill. Besides, it is also the longest cyrstal quart outcrop in the world! huiyo, geng ler? No wonder I can spot so many beautiful crystal quarts formations along the trail, making it a special hiking experience for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This hill climbing session was quite challenging as the hill is steep and the trek is very near to the edge of it. Too bad we only able to conqueur 3 peaks out of the 7, but it already took us more than 2 hours to reach the 3rd peaks, then another 1 hour plus to came down from the hill. It was a wonderful experience and I don't mind to come back again to conqueuer the 7 peaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVS4BDTHI/AAAAAAAABpE/q-SLrbHfT44/s1600-h/n693520728_2731336_1439116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552449292520562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVS4BDTHI/AAAAAAAABpE/q-SLrbHfT44/s400/n693520728_2731336_1439116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; The breathtaking view of the Klang Gate Dam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVJ3C0FFI/AAAAAAAABo8/NNyykhClnmY/s1600-h/n693520728_2731330_7567441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552294412653650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVJ3C0FFI/AAAAAAAABo8/NNyykhClnmY/s400/n693520728_2731330_7567441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The KL city view. Try to spot the KLCC and KL tower at the right of this photo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVlws0s7I/AAAAAAAABpU/Qd2Xc-CnmIw/s1600-h/n693520728_2731322_4361458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552773746144178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVlws0s7I/AAAAAAAABpU/Qd2Xc-CnmIw/s400/n693520728_2731322_4361458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is just the first peak. Both me and Danny still with the fresh look. It was raining in the morning, that's why it was foggy but luckily the trail wasn't slippery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVviYph7I/AAAAAAAABpc/TLkCVaU2Z2Q/s1600-h/n693520728_2731333_7856553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552941702121394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVviYph7I/AAAAAAAABpc/TLkCVaU2Z2Q/s400/n693520728_2731333_7856553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Not to mention, this is a good place for bird watching. See the eagle? By this time, the sun was already hanging high up in the sky and it starts getting really hot. The rocky mountain even worsen it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVBHdlE2I/AAAAAAAABo0/CUZiNsZCsuM/s1600-h/n693520728_2731326_5929703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552144201061218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVBHdlE2I/AAAAAAAABo0/CUZiNsZCsuM/s400/n693520728_2731326_5929703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; everyone with the dead fish look. Wahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVcw8JejI/AAAAAAAABpM/FV976tUvkJE/s1600-h/n693520728_2731341_4519168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552619191597618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEVcw8JejI/AAAAAAAABpM/FV976tUvkJE/s400/n693520728_2731341_4519168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The caption of this picture is "Neh~ that's the dam lo...". Haha. This is the 3rd peaks and we really cannot stand the hot weather, so we decided to off the hill after camwhoring. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/17950796-353308303241341456?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/353308303241341456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=353308303241341456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/353308303241341456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/353308303241341456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/bukit-tabur-taman-melawati.html' title='Bukit Tabur @ Taman Melawati'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/ScEUoXPyCrI/AAAAAAAABoo/B_Spw7zgCgo/s72-c/n693520728_2731311_5116544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1036894437985169256</id><published>2009-03-11T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:26:02.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>The Art of Communication - by Tammy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He or she who willing to stay for an argument with you, is someone who truly care and love you. Argument could be another form of communication, provided two person can reach a consensus and results with a solution. If a relationship reach to a point where both fed up with the argument and give up the communication, that's the end of all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Girl usually tend to be more emotional; especially when one just started a relationship. Both seems to be so tense up and thus, I hate to say so, we try to attract attention by being a "little bit" grumpy and demanding. Yeah, just a little bit, if you believe so :p. Honestly, I'm not an exception case for this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm lucky, I am so lucky to have my better half who always being so patience with me and has a high level of endurance with my loud and high pitch voice. Neither he will just compromise everything to me, nor simply keep quiet throughout the "conversation" (which will even irritate me more!), but he always calm me down and be a good listener. Then he will guide me through the communication and convey his thought to me, apparently this is how we gain better understanding on each other day after day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We must admit there is no such thing as "perfect match" exists, even both share a lot of similarities; afterall, relationship is all about compromise, or else complement, but both can't be achieved without communication at the first place to understand each others' needs. Cheers~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1036894437985169256?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1036894437985169256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1036894437985169256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1036894437985169256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1036894437985169256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-of-communication-by-tammy.html' title='The Art of Communication - by Tammy'/><author><name>Tammy</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-17950796.post-1008993433775281227</id><published>2009-02-23T22:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:25:22.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outing'/><title type='text'>Kick Start for the Mount Kinabalu Training @ Batu Cave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SaKzdkLSjgI/AAAAAAAABog/b5lmlGmzevU/s1600-h/HP+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306000631504473602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SaKzdkLSjgI/AAAAAAAABog/b5lmlGmzevU/s400/HP+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fight with the 272 steep steps of Batu Cave? Been there done that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not only once, but 5 rounds of it, which means about 2700 steps; the outcome is the killing muscle pain I'm having now. It's so OUCH despite the great sense of achievement. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1008993433775281227?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1008993433775281227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1008993433775281227&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1008993433775281227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1008993433775281227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/kick-start-for-mount-kinabalu-training.html' title='Kick Start for the Mount Kinabalu Training @ Batu Cave'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SaKzdkLSjgI/AAAAAAAABog/b5lmlGmzevU/s72-c/HP+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-5839038872670378026</id><published>2009-02-15T01:48:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:26:29.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to end my nomad life'/><title type='text'>TEMNL Part 8 - My Precious Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is probably my most favourite corner in my house among all. This is the "sacred" place of mine to keep all my precious - books, my collection magnets, toys, music boxes, jewelry and other cutie stuffs. I used to spend the whole day here especially during the weekend to online or watch movie from my laptop, but not anymore after I got my TV in the living hall. :p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFpjaqlQI/AAAAAAAABoY/1sRFW_mog8s/s1600-h/AseanaPuteri+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302713297691907330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFpjaqlQI/AAAAAAAABoY/1sRFW_mog8s/s400/AseanaPuteri+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sparkling in white&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFh5LgExI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HMGThFwv9ko/s1600-h/AseanaPuteri+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302713166094930706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFh5LgExI/AAAAAAAABoQ/HMGThFwv9ko/s400/AseanaPuteri+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's more than just a little cozy corner. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFbKT_jEI/AAAAAAAABoI/ext76K0QokE/s1600-h/AseanaPuteri+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302713050434866242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFbKT_jEI/AAAAAAAABoI/ext76K0QokE/s400/AseanaPuteri+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; My precious books and magnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-5839038872670378026?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/5839038872670378026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=5839038872670378026&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5839038872670378026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/5839038872670378026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/temnl-part-8-my-precious-corner.html' title='TEMNL Part 8 - My Precious Corner'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SZcFpjaqlQI/AAAAAAAABoY/1sRFW_mog8s/s72-c/AseanaPuteri+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-85812133244681494</id><published>2009-02-05T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:33:38.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No camera no blog!!</title><content type='html'>Aiks, still yet to get back my precious camera. I miss him so much~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-85812133244681494?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/85812133244681494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=85812133244681494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/85812133244681494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/85812133244681494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-camera-no-blog.html' title='No camera no blog!!'/><author><name>Tammy</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-3633620755364894781</id><published>2009-02-01T18:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:26:29.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to end my nomad life'/><title type='text'>House Warmings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is no "formal" house warming being held at my place since I shifted in; but there are several get-together-gather sessions at my place which I take that as the "house warmings" already. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the first week I shifted in in October, my family and relatives paid me a visit. Kids had fun at the swimming pool while adults enjoyed eating. Too bad we didn't take any photo. My family gave me lots of house warming gifts especially the kitchen utensils and some electrical appliances such as iron, rice cooker, slow cooker, toaster, frying pan ... la la la... so happy can save a lot of money this time.. &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="justify"&gt;Then the next house warming I had is with my hometown pals - Eunice, Chrys, Lily, and Yi Jin. We camwhore, wine and chit chat for the whole night as usual. Then straight went down to KL for a great breakfast and then market to buy ingredients for the steamboat dinner at Chrys place. ^0^. It was really a great gathering. Thanks for the lovely bedsheet. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWH61mJgmI/AAAAAAAABoA/9IELY3WYVhE/s1600-h/n693520728_2186632_7958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789981560504930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWH61mJgmI/AAAAAAAABoA/9IELY3WYVhE/s400/n693520728_2186632_7958.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dinner at Samba Sushi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWH1kkUEII/AAAAAAAABn4/ri6VdHT-Z_U/s1600-h/n693520728_2186645_2238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789891090059394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWH1kkUEII/AAAAAAAABn4/ri6VdHT-Z_U/s400/n693520728_2186645_2238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; My dear friends for close to 2 decades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my MMU buddies - Pei Chin, Fee Lan, Chai Kem and Jen Jen also wanted to visit my place. Definitely I'm more than happy to welcome them. This time we didn't take wine, yet I made the rose tea named "fall in love tea" which brought by Chai Kem from Cambodia. Lame name though, but we enjoyed drinking it while making fun at Fee Lan and brainstorming for the tricks for Jen Jen's wedding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHwIDqhwI/AAAAAAAABnw/D7cuFSWvdB8/s1600-h/n693520728_2209002_4772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789797537580802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHwIDqhwI/AAAAAAAABnw/D7cuFSWvdB8/s400/n693520728_2209002_4772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMU buddies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHrC9JzNI/AAAAAAAABno/wcOWYgzfsiI/s1600-h/n693520728_2209010_6610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789710268746962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHrC9JzNI/AAAAAAAABno/wcOWYgzfsiI/s400/n693520728_2209010_6610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ha-ha-ha!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There it comes the Winter Solstice festival. KTV suggest to make Tong Yun at my place, then it leads to the idea to call some of my ex-colleagues from Ladbrokes to have a steamboat dinner. The steamboat was great, thanks to the chilli sauce strongly recommended by the hawker at the market. The Tong Yun was great too, especially the one with Gula Melaka filling. Besides Gula Melaka, I also made some "special" tong yun with cili padi specially serve to all my guests, hahaha. I really risk my life in doing so coz almost being killed by KTV when she bites on the "special" tong yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHihiMIQI/AAAAAAAABng/aoGrNziG7T4/s1600-h/n693520728_2264460_2175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789563858329858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHihiMIQI/AAAAAAAABng/aoGrNziG7T4/s400/n693520728_2264460_2175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yummy~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHekD0VJI/AAAAAAAABnY/uH5UMxi0UIo/s1600-h/n693520728_2264461_2413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789495816770706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHekD0VJI/AAAAAAAABnY/uH5UMxi0UIo/s400/n693520728_2264461_2413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls making Tong Yun while the guys watching football match&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHagp-kcI/AAAAAAAABnQ/5b1-CKZmSKo/s1600-h/n693520728_2264466_3627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297789426183606722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWHagp-kcI/AAAAAAAABnQ/5b1-CKZmSKo/s400/n693520728_2264466_3627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Game time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, that's all for my house warmings. Thanks my dear friends that making my place so merry and the house warming gifts too. Probably more to come. :)&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/17950796-3633620755364894781?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/3633620755364894781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=3633620755364894781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3633620755364894781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3633620755364894781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/02/house-warmings.html' title='House Warmings'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SYWH61mJgmI/AAAAAAAABoA/9IELY3WYVhE/s72-c/n693520728_2186632_7958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-8212972228588117777</id><published>2009-01-17T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:59:44.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sui Sui Yong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sll_yzRRyVk/SXFzk2Es7VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3UcDYr1kNec/s1600-h/IMAGE_00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sll_yzRRyVk/SXFzk2Es7VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3UcDYr1kNec/s400/IMAGE_00022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292138113964764498" border="0" /&gt;Lucky&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/17950796-8212972228588117777?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/8212972228588117777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=8212972228588117777&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8212972228588117777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/8212972228588117777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/sui-sui-yong.html' title='Sui Sui Yong'/><author><name>Danny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11606354147626370260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sll_yzRRyVk/SXFzk2Es7VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3UcDYr1kNec/s72-c/IMAGE_00022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-3434570034213812734</id><published>2009-01-08T22:25:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:36:16.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Curl is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First time ever in my life time; I spent my new year's eve at a hair saloon from 5pm till 11.30pm, almost gotta count down the new year with my hairstylist. He even suggested we can wine and countdown at the saloon if he can't finished it by 12am, but actually I was quite paiseh coz causing him to work so late on a new year's eve. Luckily he is able to finish it before the clock strike 12 and I'm still able to rush back home on time to catch the new year fireworks from my balcony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SWYct0SEDUI/AAAAAAAABmU/1gbGOLXGZWM/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288946385847323970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SWYct0SEDUI/AAAAAAAABmU/1gbGOLXGZWM/s400/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SWYWc2xRH0I/AAAAAAAABmM/8d6gs4jRsuc/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288939497387532098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SWYWc2xRH0I/AAAAAAAABmM/8d6gs4jRsuc/s400/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm, I have no idea why are these photos show up like this although I've rotated the photo properly before uploading it, maybe something wrong with blogspot today. Anyway, as you can see, the quality of these photos are really bad and with lots of noises, coz it were being taken by my handphone due to my camera spoilt already and being sent to the workshop. 55555, I am so sad, why my precious camera have to spoilt at this moment while I have so many interesting story to blog about, how nice if I can post the photos along while blogging about it. Sigh, I doubt I can touch my hand on it again by CNY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-3434570034213812734?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/3434570034213812734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=3434570034213812734&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3434570034213812734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/3434570034213812734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-curl-is-back.html' title='My Curl is Back!'/><author><name>Tammy</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrtJfphP82Q/SWYct0SEDUI/AAAAAAAABmU/1gbGOLXGZWM/s72-c/DSC00662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-7147538740622119020</id><published>2009-01-07T00:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:37:47.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Want to Do in Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be debt free. &lt;/strong&gt;Spend wisely; less shopping, less CD, less expensive dining ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read more non-fiction, motivation book for personal development.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make exercise a habit. &lt;/strong&gt;Exercise at least twice a week, plus hiking at least once a month; build stronger stamina and get a flat tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more health conscious. &lt;/strong&gt;Eat more vege and cook herbal soup at least once a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get rid of skin sensitivity.&lt;/strong&gt; Sleep early, take healthy food, and be determined in doing facial either at home or beauty saloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more detailed and organized in work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sit for the exam of saxophone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To keep my house clean and tidy. &lt;/strong&gt;Sweep and mop floor regularly and do a spring cleaning at least once a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More charity work and donation to help people in need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn to say NO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Improve my english. &lt;/strong&gt;Read more, speak more, blog more ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be a more homey person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Climb the mount Kinabalu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn up a new talent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-7147538740622119020?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/7147538740622119020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=7147538740622119020&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7147538740622119020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/7147538740622119020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-new-year-resolution.html' title='Things I Want to Do in Year 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17950796.post-1962542812198341347</id><published>2009-01-01T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:29:31.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>Say bye-bye to 2008, and say hi-hi to 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good bye year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dramatic year for me. So many changes happened in merely a year, till I find it at times life has been pushing my limit again and again to test if I am still able to stand strong after taking all the blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite changing a new job in the early of the year 2008, I have changed a lot as well; especially since ever I have ended a relationship that was last about 4++ years; it's destined that I have to change to cope with my long lost singlehood - change my lifestyle, change my thinking, change my social life, change my personality, change change change.... first time ever I can manifest the true meaning of the quote "change is the only constant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly it's kinda weird to be single again as I have been in relationship almost continuously for more than 7 years. Instead of cling to grief, I distract myself in getting my house done and cultivate new hobbies; quote from Love Guru - distraction make you free from emotional pain. There I start to meet a lot of new people and explore many new things in life. I started to pick up my saxophone again too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For year 2008, It is a significant achievement for me to "end my nomad life" by shifting in my new house; it's nothing better than your dream comes true, it worth all the money I spent and fuss that I have been through. You won't understand how keen I wanted to own a house instead of just tumpang here and there at my siblings' place and always looking for new room to rent whenever my rental contract ends. Anyway, I truly appreciate all the helps from my family and friends, else I don't think I am capable in getting my house done all by myself, those are the person that I can always count on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was in love again in year 2008; but it's just gone too fast before I can get rid of the phobia in relationship. Although it is just a short period of time but it was quite hurtful, and that's why I changed again. I think it's getting harder for me to comes down from the fences now and I find it hard to believe in relationship again. Both the relationships that ended this year has dried up my tear. But thank god I am still in one piece and I have moved on. At this point in time, I am enjoying my singlehood, enjoying the freedom I have and enjoying spending more precious moments with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing on the cake, I have met a lot of new friends in 2008. Although they are new faces that appear in my life, but most of them has given me lots of support while I am feeling down. Besides, I am catching up with many old friends again and had lots of great time together. I have spent more times with my family too; the endless shoppings, the musical plays and concerts we attended, the birthday parties of all my nephews and nieces, and the fun trips and outings we had. Of course there are more to come in year 2009! And also it meant a lot to me when my brother and his family shifted back to Malaysia after so many years. I guess my parents will be happy with his decision if they can still know about this somewhere up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's year 2009, and now I'm not just able to see but touch the light at the end of the tunnel! Definitely 2009 will be a better year for all of us, let's say bye bye to 2008, and say hi hi to 2009! \^o^/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17950796-1962542812198341347?l=kaokei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/feeds/1962542812198341347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17950796&amp;postID=1962542812198341347&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1962542812198341347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17950796/posts/default/1962542812198341347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaokei.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-bye-bye-to-2008-and-say-hi-hi-to.html' title='Say bye-bye to 2008, and say hi-hi to 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
