<?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-30694940</id><updated>2011-08-02T09:55:54.777+08:00</updated><category term='Live Concerts'/><category term='My Beauty Regime'/><category term='Movie Previews'/><category term='Nail Art'/><category term='Weddings...'/><category term='My Music...'/><category term='Holidaze...'/><category term='My Books'/><category term='DUMC'/><category term='Food Review'/><category term='Sports...'/><category term='My Fashion Style'/><category term='Places In Town...'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Estee Lauder 2004- 2007'/><category term='Sze Accessories'/><category term='Just Life...'/><category term='GOD'/><title type='text'>Sze</title><subtitle type='html'>..."putting back a little of what life takes out"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-1387061431955714650</id><published>2009-12-10T01:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:52:31.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUMC'/><title type='text'>Christmas Concert @ DUMC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Peace, joy, hope and happiness. What has your heart been searching for? Sometimes, the most precious things we seek can be right there before us. This Christmas, discover the very thing you’ve been searching for as we celebrate the birth of a child. A very special child. A Saviour to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click on the banner below for a larger version with full details: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sx_dzQ6FUQI/AAAAAAAAEf8/mANwI4tW8RQ/s1600-h/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413289149904277762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sx_dzQ6FUQI/AAAAAAAAEf8/mANwI4tW8RQ/s400/banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Christmas Concert @ &lt;a href="http://www.dumc.com.my/cms/contact/location-map"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;DUMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nope, not acting or singing this year but I'll be there almost every night as my niece is part of the children's choir. See ya! :) Felis Navidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sx_e6UmNRAI/AAAAAAAAEgE/ebLuMGKFCNc/s1600-h/Sze+Yoong%27s+Signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413290370665366530" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sx_e6UmNRAI/AAAAAAAAEgE/ebLuMGKFCNc/s200/Sze+Yoong%27s+Signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-1387061431955714650?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1387061431955714650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=1387061431955714650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1387061431955714650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1387061431955714650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-concert-dumc.html' title='Christmas Concert @ DUMC'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sx_dzQ6FUQI/AAAAAAAAEf8/mANwI4tW8RQ/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-5762040426222508831</id><published>2009-11-29T23:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:48:33.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>With love...from the island.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's been ages since I last blog. I suppose Sze Accessories has indeed managed to take over my life again. As usual..."work" always dominates us if we're not careful enough to take time off and reflect on things that really matter or for the matter, people who really matter. You get my chatter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just being a bit melancholic today. I've managed to suppress my feelings and keep my tear ducts from spilling those glistering droplets thusfar (but it's so unhealthy to keep them all in) so I'm going to let it (bit by bit) out here. Maybe this blogging will help release the angst that makes me want to scream at the top of my lungs on a mountain top. And I just might! &lt;strong&gt;The Peak&lt;/strong&gt; tram is just a few &lt;strong&gt;MTR&lt;/strong&gt; stops from here but that might just attract unnecessary attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Google the bolded words and you'll know I'm back where I said I won't visit for a long time (as there are so many other place in the world to see, right?)...but, not even six months later, I am back here again. Never say never... just like I never wanted to wear a tube gown for my wedding...but guess what? Never say never...Lesson No. 537 in the book of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But circumstances have a way of making us end up in a place we never thought we would or in my case, want to be in. Life takes over, takes centre stage and EVERYTHING else falls into second or even the last place. Life has such a weird way of unfolding. One day you're elated over a dream come true, the next day a life changing news makes all things seem so insignificant. Still the world turns round and round on it's axel in a little w_ _ _d of it's own while mine does a mind boggling spin. Feels like I'm in one of those huge transparent life size balls in the water park that people climb in to attempt being a hamster. I actually wouldn't mind being one right now. Sigh... those silly hamsters! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But thank God...literally, I've got Him to keep my sane. Give me peace of heart and mind to weather this stormy tide. I know I am not alone. Neither am I the first person on earth to experience this. Nonetheless, the pain makes reality seem like a dream (nightmare actually). But that's just life...people come and go. Being born means, you're definitely going one day. It's inevitable. Unavoidable. But must it be so d*** ******g unbearable!? Apparently, so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And so, this blog has served it's purpose here on earth by being an avenue for me to rant endlessly without a clue as to how to tell you what I actually wanted to say since I laid my little fingers on the key board...and... that is... that ...I desperately need your prayer for a miracle, as my uncle whom I am visiting in Hong Kong right now, is very sick with stomach cancer. I believe in God, I know the God that made this universe can heal and I know He ALWAYS answers my prayers. But for now, I am just not certain as to whether it's yes or no. It's still a long, lingering- "maybe".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ARGH!!! So, all I can say is, more than your votes, I covet your prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Encouragements from my friends:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=891160161"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Charissa Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the Lord; be strong take heart and wait for the Lord. (Psalm 27:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=891160161"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Charissa Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. (Deuteronomy 31:8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/avid1972"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;David Hung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified, do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go. (Joshua1:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-5762040426222508831?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5762040426222508831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=5762040426222508831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5762040426222508831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5762040426222508831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-lovefrom-island.html' title='With love...from the island.'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-8233300396715107210</id><published>2009-10-09T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:54:29.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Books'/><title type='text'>Interview with Rick Warren</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Someone sent me this email. I thought I'd share since Rick Warren's book, Purpose Driven Life has been such a blessing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will enjoy the new insights that Rick Warren has, with his wife now having cancer and him having 'wealth' from the book sales. This is an absolutely incredible short interview with Rick Warren,'Purpose Driven Life ' author and pastor of Saddleback Church in California.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the interview by Paul Bradshaw with Rick Warren, Rick said: People ask me, What is the purpose of life? And I respond: In a nutshell, life is preparation for eternity. We were not made to last forever, and God wants us to be with Him in Heaven. One day my heart is going to stop, and that will be the end of my body-- but not the end of me.I may live 60 to 100 years on earth, but I am going to spend trillions of years in eternity. This is the warm-up act - the dress rehearsal. God wants us to practice on earth what we will do forever in eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn't going to make sense. Life is a series of problems: Either you are in one now, you're just coming out of one, or you're getting ready to go into another one. The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort; God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy. We can be reasonably happy here on earth, but that's not the goal of life. The goal is to grow in character, in Christ likeness. This past year has been the greatest year of my life but also the toughest, with my wife, Kay, getting cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to think that life was hills and valleys - you go through a dark time, then you go to the mountaintop, back and forth. I don't believe that anymore. Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it's kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life. No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on. And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for. You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems: If you focus on your problems, you're going into self-centeredness, which is my problem, my issues, my pain.' But one of the easiest ways to get rid of pain is to get your focus off yourself and onto God and others. We discovered quickly that in spite of the prayers of hundreds of thousands of people, God was not going to heal Kay or make it easy for her- It has been very difficult for her, and yet God has strengthened her character, given her a ministry of helping other people, given her a testimony, drawn her closer to Him and to people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have to learn to deal with both the good and the bad of life. Actually, sometimes learning to deal with the good is harder. For instance, this past year, all of a sudden, when the book sold 15 million copies, it made me instantly very wealthy. It also brought a lot of notoriety that I had never had to deal with before. I don't think God gives you money or notoriety for your own ego or for you to live a life of ease. So I began to ask God what He wanted me to do with this money, notoriety and influence. He gave me two different passages that helped me decide what to do, II Corinthians 9 and Psalm 72. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, in spite of all the money coming in, we would not change our lifestyle one bit.. We made no major purchases.Second, about midway through last year, I stopped taking a salary from the church. Third, we set up foundations to fund an initiative we call The Peace Plan to plant churches, equip leaders, assist the poor, care for the sick, and educate the next generation. Fourth, I added up all that the church had paid me in the 24 years since I started the church, and I gave it all back. It was liberating to be able to serve God for free..We need to ask ourselves: Am I going to live for possessions? Popularity?Am I going to be driven by pressures? Guilt? Bitterness? Materialism? Or am I going to be driven by God's purposes (for my life)? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I get up in the morning, I sit on the side of my bed and say, God, if I don't get anything else done today, I want to know You more and love You better. God didn't put me on earth just to fulfill a to-do list. He's more interested in what I am than what I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8233300396715107210?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8233300396715107210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8233300396715107210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8233300396715107210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8233300396715107210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/10/interview-with-rick-warren.html' title='Interview with Rick Warren'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-3519847299755586614</id><published>2009-08-12T21:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:51:29.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUMC'/><title type='text'>NASAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU-ZgKcMI/AAAAAAAADvg/e8qOF4TPg4o/s1600-h/DSC03084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087874241818818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU-ZgKcMI/AAAAAAAADvg/e8qOF4TPg4o/s320/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Orchid!, Orchids for sale! One for your Mrs?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... Sounds like a scene from Oliver Twist? Well, not quite similar unless you consider the fact that it was done in goodwill to help the misfortunate along that line.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Since we didn't have cell group today (A small group of church members meeting), I thought I'd use cell group time to write about something the cell group did for the community. One very early Sunday morning, we braced ourselves and braved the Nasam Carnival, to be of help, by selling the gorgeous flowers for a good cause. Our entire cell group was suppose to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; go but only 4 people turned up. How sad! :( It was actually for the National Association of Stroke Malaysia. Acronym N.A.S.A.M. If you've never gotten a heart attack, chances are, you've never heard of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I know of it because I know the &lt;a href="http://www.nasam.org/english/about-nasam.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (really) and cause my late grandad suffered from stroke and currently my aunt's suffering from it too. It's a tough life! But NASAM gives hope to these stroke patients by giving them FREE (yes, you heard it right) therapy, gives them an avenue to find their strength back. Donations are more than welcome. Wanna know more about it, read &lt;a href="http://www.nasam.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We had lots of fun just lending our hands and our time at the carnival. We were so blessed to have been selling the flowers. Just looking at them for one morning really brightened up our day and it was an amazing learning experience. That morning, we graduated from amatures to horticulturist! And talking about "hot", we truly thank God for two huge trees we were under that shaded us from the crazy Malaysian heat and sun. Pass noon day and into the 3pm heat, we still felt like it was morning. A light breeze constantly blew our way but I suppose the none stop business kept us from feeling clammy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Charity was so fun and all we had to do was to be there, open bags for the pots, pretend we know how to take care of orchids (we eventually learned of course), how to chat up the customers and learn a new skill. Orchid experts came in throngs and bought them like buying... newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Now my fiance says Phalaenopsis without getting his tongue in knots and is quite the expert at selling them too. He was indeed the "aunty's favourite" for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLIng5HUvI/AAAAAAAADug/XM04VIIrx5s/s1600-h/DSC03094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU_vFigJI/AAAAAAAADvw/99CIM2xg-FU/s1600-h/DSC03094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087897215598738" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU_vFigJI/AAAAAAAADvw/99CIM2xg-FU/s320/DSC03094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: The most expensive pot of Phalaenopsis sold at RM120 for a stalk of 6 flowers. I got a yellow pot for dad! He loves them...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLIoC56KxI/AAAAAAAADuo/03GFEYtGeVE/s1600-h/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLVAFwPeOI/AAAAAAAADv4/m1bawv9lE_M/s1600-h/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087903300286690" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLVAFwPeOI/AAAAAAAADv4/m1bawv9lE_M/s320/DSC03095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Jon Tjin (our 'REAL' cell leader) bagging the pot for a customer. One of the requirements for the job- knowing how to open plastic bags. Think it's easy? Try it! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU_ISAy4I/AAAAAAAADvo/MTaVwwombKQ/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087886798932866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU_ISAy4I/AAAAAAAADvo/MTaVwwombKQ/s320/DSC03104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: For the life of me, I don't know what hybrid this is. I was searching under "Warm Climate" but this might be a "Cold Climate" species? Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Also, if you're an orchid expert, do share some of your tips with us. We'd love to know how many times we need to water them and how much sun light they need? Whether or not putting them under a full blown fan will make them whither faster? Share...please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For the rest of you, I recommend A Practical Guide to Care for Orchids and Cultivation by Michael Tibbs- a book my mum got for dad. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3519847299755586614?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3519847299755586614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3519847299755586614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3519847299755586614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3519847299755586614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/08/nasam.html' title='NASAM'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SoLU-ZgKcMI/AAAAAAAADvg/e8qOF4TPg4o/s72-c/DSC03084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8772941546283492125</id><published>2009-07-06T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T13:07:32.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUMC'/><title type='text'>The Executioner's Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Another well written play happening at Damansara Utama Methodist Church for only RM5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SlGE50zdgrI/AAAAAAAADpA/l39rdoeLz0E/s1600-h/executioner.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355207560882127538" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SlGE50zdgrI/AAAAAAAADpA/l39rdoeLz0E/s320/executioner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life is about choices – What is yours? This July, DUMC brings you a drama of a different tune. Join us, as we march along to The Executioner’s Song.' Parental guidance is highly recommended. Parents are cautioned that some material may be inappropriate for children under 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Date&lt;br /&gt;10 July 2009 (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;11 July 2009 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;12 July 2009 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;8.30–10.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Watch the &lt;a href="http://blog.dumc.com.my/featured/2009/06/11/the-executioners-song/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;trailers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the play to get a glimpse of what the play is about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8772941546283492125?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8772941546283492125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8772941546283492125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8772941546283492125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8772941546283492125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/07/executioners-song.html' title='The Executioner&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SlGE50zdgrI/AAAAAAAADpA/l39rdoeLz0E/s72-c/executioner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-817975119093099685</id><published>2009-06-28T10:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:20:17.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>BMW Z4 Launch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Priviledges of having a fiance with BMW white card invites. Gorgeous model! Car and catwalk- both! Great eye candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb4JKucAI/AAAAAAAADnw/r6Ubd0HavLE/s1600-h/DSC02700.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352206964756475906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb4JKucAI/AAAAAAAADnw/r6Ubd0HavLE/s320/DSC02700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The new BMW Z4 unveiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb31eSxeI/AAAAAAAADno/LLJAnHvbIwY/s1600-h/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352206959469839842" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb31eSxeI/AAAAAAAADno/LLJAnHvbIwY/s320/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Clothes and bags from Shanghai Tang. Love the details in the clutch and dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbaa5bkVMI/AAAAAAAADng/gS6QKYqSnoQ/s1600-h/DSC02693.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352205362804315330" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbaa5bkVMI/AAAAAAAADng/gS6QKYqSnoQ/s320/DSC02693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Í said, I love the dude, he says he likes the Tumi pullies and carry-alls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SkbaamosibI/AAAAAAAADnY/ri_f1DKDjzw/s1600-h/DSC02692.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352205357759105458" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SkbaamosibI/AAAAAAAADnY/ri_f1DKDjzw/s320/DSC02692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352205341473546562" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SkbaZp96oUI/AAAAAAAADnA/85zMMuHkx7U/s320/DSC02688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Andrew's models strutting the good stuff. Jimmy Choo shoes to covet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352205344345145218" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SkbaZ0qjv4I/AAAAAAAADnI/KHjIgMnOdLo/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SkbaaQ2YKtI/AAAAAAAADnQ/g9sqh_U1FgY/s1600-h/DSC02690.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352205351910910674" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SkbaaQ2YKtI/AAAAAAAADnQ/g9sqh_U1FgY/s320/DSC02690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Love the low t-back in reigns of metallic gathers, leather heels and bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb4dyY3_I/AAAAAAAADn4/xGZjFeybvpE/s1600-h/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352206970291544050" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb4dyY3_I/AAAAAAAADn4/xGZjFeybvpE/s320/DSC02694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Champagne before dinner with carviar and foie gras to tease your palette, plus free valet. I could live with that if they threw in this James Bond look-a-like :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-817975119093099685?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/817975119093099685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=817975119093099685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/817975119093099685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/817975119093099685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/06/bmw-z4-launch.html' title='BMW Z4 Launch'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Skbb4JKucAI/AAAAAAAADnw/r6Ubd0HavLE/s72-c/DSC02700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8258298298286073113</id><published>2009-06-18T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:18:53.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Happee Birdays Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Two best friends, two very happy birthdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoErlB3eOI/AAAAAAAADkI/ZqgzWkCJCwI/s1600-h/DSC02665.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592654176712930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoErlB3eOI/AAAAAAAADkI/ZqgzWkCJCwI/s320/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: SY's half eaten watermelon slice of vanilla ice cream... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoEseXNxyI/AAAAAAAADkY/v6tLZctEHTA/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592669567076130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoEseXNxyI/AAAAAAAADkY/v6tLZctEHTA/s320/DSC02668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Basking Robbin's Vanilla Ice Cream cake with little car candles for the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoEsJ3UJxI/AAAAAAAADkQ/LYp1SwXa91M/s1600-h/DSC02671.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592664064567058" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoEsJ3UJxI/AAAAAAAADkQ/LYp1SwXa91M/s320/DSC02671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Pressies to match...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoEq4BqxXI/AAAAAAAADj4/0CVDpHoNKDQ/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592642096285042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoEq4BqxXI/AAAAAAAADj4/0CVDpHoNKDQ/s320/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Jon's Death By Chocolate dome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoErH3u8zI/AAAAAAAADkA/X6MixdenCD8/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348592646349583154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoErH3u8zI/AAAAAAAADkA/X6MixdenCD8/s320/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Jon with us gurls. Who's the lucky guy!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8258298298286073113?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8258298298286073113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8258298298286073113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8258298298286073113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8258298298286073113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/06/happee-birdays-boys.html' title='Happee Birdays Boys!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjoErlB3eOI/AAAAAAAADkI/ZqgzWkCJCwI/s72-c/DSC02665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-9153180058412745393</id><published>2009-06-18T16:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:03:22.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>I love Bangkok 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shopping in Bankok is always a treat. Cheap fashion, good, massage and beer. So, Naomi and I went and shop hopping along Siam Square to visit some little boutiques with some really nice decor. Each shop had their own quirky interior design to boot. Most of the time we traveled by foot but otherwise, we'd take a cabbie to further places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-BZjnn9I/AAAAAAAADjw/qwn0gTV6VlY/s1600-h/Bangkok+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348585332472782802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-BZjnn9I/AAAAAAAADjw/qwn0gTV6VlY/s320/Bangkok+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn7_sdvkVI/AAAAAAAADio/RaiIuNRz0_4/s1600-h/Bangkok+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583104165417298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn7_sdvkVI/AAAAAAAADio/RaiIuNRz0_4/s320/Bangkok+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Don't do taxis. Take the city tuk tuk. Unlike the ones in Phuket, these ones can actually only sit 2 people at a time. Or at most 3 if you're tiny. While I love the hustle and bustle of the vendor streets of Thailand, I prefer the chic part of it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6UKFeXmI/AAAAAAAADig/VISlGBCykL8/s1600-h/Bangkok+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348581256690818658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6UKFeXmI/AAAAAAAADig/VISlGBCykL8/s320/Bangkok+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn7_h-K_4I/AAAAAAAADiw/r4ePQ4Xu74E/s1600-h/Bangkok+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583101348642690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn7_h-K_4I/AAAAAAAADiw/r4ePQ4Xu74E/s320/Bangkok+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: British inspired shoplots during the colonial times are still seen. Even the more modern shops like this chocolaterie still keeps an English touch with wooden doors and glass panels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348585319929265058" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-Aq1Au6I/AAAAAAAADjg/8OSwVcF-cJM/s320/Bangkok+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-AO7C0DI/AAAAAAAADjY/u9jRSFJSs-g/s1600-h/Bangkok+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348585312438374450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-AO7C0DI/AAAAAAAADjY/u9jRSFJSs-g/s320/Bangkok+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: To Die For! Junkyard Sale. Not many people when we arrived. A bit quiet and lonely. Saw Devon Aoki's brother Steve Aoki though. Well, who that? DJ lar, ya know!? Actually, I wasn't too sure of who he was but Naomi went around the world just looking for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn9_qIA_EI/AAAAAAAADjQ/qjOl5RljaXI/s1600-h/Bangkok+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348585302560668738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn9_qIA_EI/AAAAAAAADjQ/qjOl5RljaXI/s320/Bangkok+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn8A8omEPI/AAAAAAAADjI/cgY3E3O1VpU/s1600-h/Bangkok+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583125685768434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn8A8omEPI/AAAAAAAADjI/cgY3E3O1VpU/s320/Bangkok+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn8AVXahVI/AAAAAAAADjA/4Z7A7sva8Mc/s1600-h/Bangkok+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583115144725842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn8AVXahVI/AAAAAAAADjA/4Z7A7sva8Mc/s320/Bangkok+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn8AJc0XhI/AAAAAAAADi4/vfQ0XtnZOKA/s1600-h/Bangkok+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348583111946165778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn8AJc0XhI/AAAAAAAADi4/vfQ0XtnZOKA/s320/Bangkok+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Thonglor and it's little nooks and corners. Love this place. Reminds me a little of Australia. Nice little cafes and cute shops for shopping. Slightly more high end, cleaner and fresh-er (yes, the city air reaks). Here's also where the have rows of high end furnitures for sale. Think Phillipe Stark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6T_pvjKI/AAAAAAAADiY/b0fSTlRYKcQ/s1600-h/Bangkok+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348581253890149538" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6T_pvjKI/AAAAAAAADiY/b0fSTlRYKcQ/s320/Bangkok+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6TsuIyFI/AAAAAAAADiQ/UhRyF7jxGQQ/s1600-h/Bangkok+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348581248808306770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6TsuIyFI/AAAAAAAADiQ/UhRyF7jxGQQ/s320/Bangkok+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6TYUlKxI/AAAAAAAADiI/ZSG-x8I35fQ/s1600-h/Bangkok+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348581243332406034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6TYUlKxI/AAAAAAAADiI/ZSG-x8I35fQ/s320/Bangkok+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6TEmlBeI/AAAAAAAADiA/RQ6FW2eIaso/s1600-h/Bangkok+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348581238039184866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn6TEmlBeI/AAAAAAAADiA/RQ6FW2eIaso/s320/Bangkok+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Of course, Siam Square is a must. Small little shops with a a different taste each. Latest copies of high end fashion at a minimal price. We usually go at night cause it's cooler. In the day, we just hide ourselves in the malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-BLcDx4I/AAAAAAAADjo/M-yuMyBWJa8/s1600-h/Bangkok+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348585328682977154" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-BLcDx4I/AAAAAAAADjo/M-yuMyBWJa8/s320/Bangkok+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: I hadddd to introduce Naomi to Cream and Fudge....have I mentioned how much I scream for ICE CREAM? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-9153180058412745393?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/9153180058412745393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=9153180058412745393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9153180058412745393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9153180058412745393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-bangkok-09.html' title='I love Bangkok 09'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn-BZjnn9I/AAAAAAAADjw/qwn0gTV6VlY/s72-c/Bangkok+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-7834012582588499586</id><published>2009-06-18T14:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:03:50.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>I love Phuket 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Phuket was a leisure trip. A relaxing walk about town and just enjoying the stay at Phuket Hilton with fiance's family. The lot of children sure made it a much more memorable trip. Kids do say the funniest things. The last time I was there was during a dive trip two years ago. Nothing much has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Of course before going, I knew I just had to have a go at the foot reflexalogy and aromatherapy oil body massage. It's really quite reasonable at RM25 for foot massage and RM40 for a full body massage. Compared to a hefty RM48 here for a 45 minutes foot and RM80 full body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Food is always great in Thailand. I suppose it's the spices and all the Tom Yam. Never really had a problem finding good tasty food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; even at the local eateries. I of course had to have my Cream and Fudge Factory (ice cream). After all the blazing heat makes you wanna soak yourself in vanilla ice cream. So eatting it just about fulfills that crazy idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnoaLgls3I/AAAAAAAADgI/WbqUo3kRuGA/s1600-h/Bangkok+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348561568942895986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnoaLgls3I/AAAAAAAADgI/WbqUo3kRuGA/s320/Bangkok+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Waiting lounge at Phuket Hilton to await the buggy train that takes you into the lobby aread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnoahrCUKI/AAAAAAAADgQ/mIYLwh6_i28/s1600-h/Bangkok+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348561574892294306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnoahrCUKI/AAAAAAAADgQ/mIYLwh6_i28/s320/Bangkok+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Gorgeous scenery as you drive into the hotel hidden in this lush greenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnqaUIsEVI/AAAAAAAADhA/dD4NTpZdP20/s1600-h/Bangkok+226.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563770281824594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnqaUIsEVI/AAAAAAAADhA/dD4NTpZdP20/s320/Bangkok+226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: The open air reception area gives it a tropical feel. No air conditioning or even celing fans. Just the warm sea breeze periodically floating just very lightly in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnqZ2fWwDI/AAAAAAAADg4/yPAEgkWl3io/s1600-h/Bangkok+214.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563762323832882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnqZ2fWwDI/AAAAAAAADg4/yPAEgkWl3io/s320/Bangkok+214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: A lake and more greenaries with soft lighting for a quite rendezvous. Quite the perfect romantic get away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1eu5cXLI/AAAAAAAADhY/lMowmAZfbzU/s1600-h/Bangkok+295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348575940813020338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1eu5cXLI/AAAAAAAADhY/lMowmAZfbzU/s320/Bangkok+295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Typical tropical hotels ca'n't live without the frangipanis. We saw some Mat Salleh's picking them up, I suppose to either make into a garland or throw into the bathtub for a petal bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563775707718338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnqaoWUosI/AAAAAAAADhI/aV2Vrc3bFrA/s320/Bangkok+241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Beautiful view of the sea from our rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjnqa4VUtTI/AAAAAAAADhQ/F4oeX07277M/s1600-h/Bangkok+243.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563779998496050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjnqa4VUtTI/AAAAAAAADhQ/F4oeX07277M/s320/Bangkok+243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: One of the many pools to relax. Think thick story book and a tall glass of sparkling Sangria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1e8i5ZxI/AAAAAAAADhg/_DmkCv0c7lw/s1600-h/Bangkok+348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348575944476550930" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1e8i5ZxI/AAAAAAAADhg/_DmkCv0c7lw/s320/Bangkok+348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above: The restaurant in Hilton itself. So, if you're too lazy to walk out, eat in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjnobg9kdoI/AAAAAAAADgo/fXLwFkL6_ng/s1600-h/Bangkok+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348561591881463426" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjnobg9kdoI/AAAAAAAADgo/fXLwFkL6_ng/s320/Bangkok+180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: OTHERWISE, restaurants and eateries are a plenty. Just a road away on a tuk-tuk. Shouldn't cost you more than RM20 for a whole load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnobbJpOVI/AAAAAAAADgg/38Ahf52UTC8/s1600-h/Bangkok+176.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348561590321494354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnobbJpOVI/AAAAAAAADgg/38Ahf52UTC8/s320/Bangkok+176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Opt for an open air cafe style diner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563757089796290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnqZi_dsMI/AAAAAAAADgw/tHkQm2v_2KQ/s320/Bangkok+203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...Or a modern minimalist Western Deli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1fVMtnrI/AAAAAAAADho/xlbDHQlEztA/s1600-h/Bangkok+197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348575951094390450" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1fVMtnrI/AAAAAAAADho/xlbDHQlEztA/s320/Bangkok+197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Or be adventurous and try the vendors. This one had really good tom yam noodle in hots soup. Sizzling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1fkjuodI/AAAAAAAADhw/ninDFMB8Amo/s1600-h/Bangkok+185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348575955217457618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1fkjuodI/AAAAAAAADhw/ninDFMB8Amo/s320/Bangkok+185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Because there really isn't much to do about town, visit a bar. This one had a baby elephant at the entrance. A Flintstone Dino Bar with waitresses dressed in brown shrouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1gPI3SnI/AAAAAAAADh4/8QewxDW1_m8/s1600-h/Bangkok+301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348575966647503474" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sjn1gPI3SnI/AAAAAAAADh4/8QewxDW1_m8/s320/Bangkok+301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Not much of a shopping haven but lots of reasonable souvenirs to get. We love Jungceylon cause of the aircondition. But along the roads just outside the mall, there are plenty of little stalls to buy your sarongs, bikinis, slippers, boxing gloves...and what nots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;That's all folks! Yaba Daba Doo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/30694940-7834012582588499586?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/7834012582588499586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=7834012582588499586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7834012582588499586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7834012582588499586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/06/phuket-09.html' title='I love Phuket 09'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SjnoaLgls3I/AAAAAAAADgI/WbqUo3kRuGA/s72-c/Bangkok+100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2599235190932413114</id><published>2009-06-03T23:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:36:38.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>10 Things to do in HK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...besides all the eating and all the scrumptious food, there's lots to do in HK. Yes, little island it might be but filled with lots of activity. So, join me...let's hongkie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian-OecrEI/AAAAAAAADbQ/mgNF8BZONJM/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+504.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343142695401204802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian-OecrEI/AAAAAAAADbQ/mgNF8BZONJM/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat6eXymMI/AAAAAAAADcQ/jELuYlAHtwQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+506.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat6PRhXAI/AAAAAAAADcI/740Wf7K7MRE/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+467.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343149223965711362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat6PRhXAI/AAAAAAAADcI/740Wf7K7MRE/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiawwKe7bPI/AAAAAAAADdI/PaVXlgr2k-E/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+297.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343152349415959794" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiawwKe7bPI/AAAAAAAADdI/PaVXlgr2k-E/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 1. Take the trams...and trains... public transport is so scary here in Malaysia. Not only are they never on time, the stations are never equiped for the comfort of the patrons. However, in HK it's a whole different story, public transport is so convenient and extremely punctual. Love the cool advertising wraps on the trams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siawv7ZlsxI/AAAAAAAADdA/4uq0n-rH9cQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+267.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343152345367032594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siawv7ZlsxI/AAAAAAAADdA/4uq0n-rH9cQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 2. Take a boat...if you want to "sek fong"(literally translated to say "eat wind" which means, to go on a trip). And catch the HK skyline along the banks. Best to see at night with all the bright lights and neon signages selling big brands on top of their roofs. And across the banks, visit the HK Walk of Fame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacvawAv1I/AAAAAAAADZI/d6RnSH-mlco/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343130346370154322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacvawAv1I/AAAAAAAADZI/d6RnSH-mlco/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiaehYvQnGI/AAAAAAAADaI/l7PK6TVzVc0/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+244.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343132304335215714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiaehYvQnGI/AAAAAAAADaI/l7PK6TVzVc0/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343130341092162626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacvHFo_EI/AAAAAAAADZA/dwSQ1ImWQE8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat7Kk2uqI/AAAAAAAADco/UIN3O-HpEIQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+522.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343149239884495522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat7Kk2uqI/AAAAAAAADco/UIN3O-HpEIQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 3. Where do all these public transportation take you? Well... shopping. HK is all about walking and shopping. But if you're like me and I really don't quite get the HK style of dressing, opt for the safest shopping haven, H&amp;amp;M. Love it to bits even though the quality is a tad bit sucky. Then again, there are always the more popular brands like Izzue (that tried to break into the Msia market but didn't do quite as well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian95VIZrI/AAAAAAAADbI/eFDaDJv49oQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+550.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343142689724982962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian95VIZrI/AAAAAAAADbI/eFDaDJv49oQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat6txJCWI/AAAAAAAADcY/63PPViu2J6M/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+530.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343149232151398754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siat6txJCWI/AAAAAAAADcY/63PPViu2J6M/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian9t9y9GI/AAAAAAAADbA/jNXCEdAxakk/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+513.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343142686674318434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian9t9y9GI/AAAAAAAADbA/jNXCEdAxakk/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 4. Go high end if you must...it's 15%-20% cheaper than Msia. And sometimes during summer sale, you can get up to 70% off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siaeg7_9ojI/AAAAAAAADZ4/Og_SkrvK59A/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+219.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343132296620646962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siaeg7_9ojI/AAAAAAAADZ4/Og_SkrvK59A/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiaehOb2geI/AAAAAAAADaA/P8-cm-0yg6Y/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+216.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiawvhJeX0I/AAAAAAAADc4/UcJBewItQAI/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+234.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiawvJ3j7aI/AAAAAAAADcw/nDbUgd3nlaQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343152332070972834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiawvJ3j7aI/AAAAAAAADcw/nDbUgd3nlaQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 5. Visit Stanley... which is really more popular for its arts and crafts market. However, I prefer the little cafes along the water front. A bit of a Bangsar here. Of course, if you're lucky, catch the dragon boat races. They don't always happen all year round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siaeghoz0TI/AAAAAAAADZo/DnMKD6hc20w/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343132289544212786" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siaeghoz0TI/AAAAAAAADZo/DnMKD6hc20w/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiaegiqVCxI/AAAAAAAADZw/peSySZ1yJww/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+194.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343132289819020050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiaegiqVCxI/AAAAAAAADZw/peSySZ1yJww/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: 6. Chillax out at one of the pubs at Lan Kwai Fong and have dinner at Yung Kee. An over priced restaurant that supposedly serves really good goose. I had a tough time chewing into it. No big fuss but well, it's a must go if you've truly visited HK. Dinner for 4 would cost a mere half a K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacwI5IAcI/AAAAAAAADZg/-FaJKTnFmtk/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343130358756409794" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacwI5IAcI/AAAAAAAADZg/-FaJKTnFmtk/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siacv-m1SkI/AAAAAAAADZY/ObZ9YZBdS7w/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacviTS96I/AAAAAAAADZQ/y-rUfwZLjp8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+145.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343130348397197218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiacviTS96I/AAAAAAAADZQ/y-rUfwZLjp8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siar0sl1qtI/AAAAAAAADcA/QS8ROl5k0gY/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343146929733085906" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siar0sl1qtI/AAAAAAAADcA/QS8ROl5k0gY/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 7. See the HK skyline atop The Peak...tip, take a cabbie up and the tram down if the queue is too long. Worth the sight. Seeing how dense this little island is, makes you appreciate spacious o' KL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamfpQXkDI/AAAAAAAADaw/XTWOq2bBL3Y/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+351.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141070502334514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamfpQXkDI/AAAAAAAADaw/XTWOq2bBL3Y/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamfS-q4qI/AAAAAAAADao/qN1VDNt6ZyA/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+350.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141064522523298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamfS-q4qI/AAAAAAAADao/qN1VDNt6ZyA/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siameonh0uI/AAAAAAAADaQ/wvYRVxBx23U/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+346.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141053151171298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siameonh0uI/AAAAAAAADaQ/wvYRVxBx23U/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamewhLsiI/AAAAAAAADaY/zjYmFd1PcrQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+347.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141055272038946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamewhLsiI/AAAAAAAADaY/zjYmFd1PcrQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamfPAR9rI/AAAAAAAADag/6DwktHSCEa8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+349.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141063455536818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SiamfPAR9rI/AAAAAAAADag/6DwktHSCEa8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siarz42YBoI/AAAAAAAADbo/d9vDwfu62gY/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+357.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343146915843802754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siarz42YBoI/AAAAAAAADbo/d9vDwfu62gY/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 8. Go shop hopping in Soho...love the little shops there. Every shop has it's little cute decor and unique designs. Love, love, love...it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian-Z5tP-I/AAAAAAAADbY/ljjewh9gBxc/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+537.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343142698468327394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian-Z5tP-I/AAAAAAAADbY/ljjewh9gBxc/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siar0R5_DvI/AAAAAAAADb4/RS2z-dAIMH8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+541.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343146922569830130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siar0R5_DvI/AAAAAAAADb4/RS2z-dAIMH8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siar0KPJcqI/AAAAAAAADbw/inODc0k4eds/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343146920511107746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siar0KPJcqI/AAAAAAAADbw/inODc0k4eds/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: 9. Take coffee anywhere but at Starbucks....check out their franchise of coffee cafes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siawwftho_I/AAAAAAAADdQ/Yp__nb2d7R4/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+310.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343152355114329074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Siawwftho_I/AAAAAAAADdQ/Yp__nb2d7R4/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: 10. Catch a HK movie in the making....or rub shoulders with movie stars. We sat next to a really cute Chinese actor on the first night out at dinner. Was quite exhilarating... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Get a pair of comfy walking shoes and you'll be on your way to loosing more pounds on this trip than on any other. WALKING is on the itenerary. Other than that, it's loads of fun. Like I quote a friend "Feels like you've walked into a Cantonese drama serial".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2599235190932413114?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2599235190932413114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2599235190932413114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2599235190932413114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2599235190932413114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/06/10-things-to-do-in-hk.html' title='10 Things to do in HK...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sian-OecrEI/AAAAAAAADbQ/mgNF8BZONJM/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2005354451654959810</id><published>2009-05-19T17:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:14:53.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Dinner and Supper in Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm not even done yet...I haven't touched on lunch. But that's really not that necessary after we've devoured an entire pig (seeing that at every meal, there's always a pork dish) in the day and a mango tree (accumulated from all the mango desserts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Here are some of my favourite must eats when I'm in Hong Kong. For a light dinner, you simply cannot miss out on the Wan Tan Noodles (And no not because my sur name is Tan...I just had to say it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdbMRHU7I/AAAAAAAADYQ/W4pU-tUm-YQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+445.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337501598862496690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdbMRHU7I/AAAAAAAADYQ/W4pU-tUm-YQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Spongy Wan Tan Noodles with extremely huge (fresh) prawn Wan Tons wrapped in very thin layer of flour. It's really unlike the miserable small baby Wan Tans that we get here. And they give you 4 huge pieces there compare to 2 little ones here in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKda-ShHsI/AAAAAAAADYI/JbsB4aGOKNA/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+443.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337501595110284994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKda-ShHsI/AAAAAAAADYI/JbsB4aGOKNA/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Steamed veggy with oyster sauce always goes best with all the meaty Wan Tans. And of course, I would have called for Hong Kong Kailan but my HK relatives prefered this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdaX9qhPI/AAAAAAAADXw/giro1UCXN7E/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+183.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337501584822273266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdaX9qhPI/AAAAAAAADXw/giro1UCXN7E/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: And of course after a long day, Milk Tea served with ice (out of the drink) is best! Well, the ice is intelligently put on the outside to avoid diluting the drink! How very clever, but the bowl takes up so much space on the already table-for-one-but-it's-actually-for-four-people table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Supper in Hong Kong is also my favourite. Some of the "Kai Pin" (roadside stalls only open at night). And this stall only opens as and when the owner feels like cooking up his feast. Serves the most delectable Chee Cheong Fun with Peanut Sauce and Fried Loh Mai Fhan (glutinous rice) with lots of Lap Cheong. So good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKgblsQzoI/AAAAAAAADYY/CvwE7-x_SB0/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+420.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337504904222133890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKgblsQzoI/AAAAAAAADYY/CvwE7-x_SB0/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: My favourite roadside store, well it actually has a proper shop, just that some of the tables are outside on the street. Only opens after 10pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdapt0fRI/AAAAAAAADYA/Zf3hkLjqfB4/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+413.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337501589587655954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdapt0fRI/AAAAAAAADYA/Zf3hkLjqfB4/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Chee Cheong Fun with Peanut Sause and lots of Sesame Seed. It sure opens up my appetite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdaQDbLAI/AAAAAAAADX4/qZXXhlNXwlE/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+412.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337501582698949634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdaQDbLAI/AAAAAAAADX4/qZXXhlNXwlE/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Fried Loh Mai Fhan with Lao Cheong...one small serving will keep you full till the nexk morning. Oh, they also put dried shrimps in it so it's really quite tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Enough blogging on food huh? Hey, I haven't even told you what I had for lunch...well, hopefully it won't be at dinner time. Looking at all this food is making my tummy rumble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I might just switch to sharing some sights that I really liked in HK. Or the multi coloured trams that I chased to get a shot. Soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2005354451654959810?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2005354451654959810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2005354451654959810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2005354451654959810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2005354451654959810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/05/dinner-and-supper-in-hong-kong.html' title='Dinner and Supper in Hong Kong'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/ShKdbMRHU7I/AAAAAAAADYQ/W4pU-tUm-YQ/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2888539080222573745</id><published>2009-05-14T19:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:14:21.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast in Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. A lot of us sleep in and take it for granted. What more when you're in HK having to walk miles each day. Trust me, breakfast will then be the most important meal of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But in HK, breakfast is such a joy cause the Tim Sum (or Yum Char as the HK people call it) is bout the best there is. Well, honestly I've tasted much better ones in Australia- Perth to be exact. But, nonetheless, original HK Tim Sum still stands at #1 for it's original taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Aside from the usual Tim Sum, there's the Char Chan Theng (directly translates as Tea Restaurant) which serves Yin Yong Nai (Milk Tea). I've never tasted better milk tea than the ones you get in HK. Something about their water and their tea that gives it that very distinct taste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway, here are some tantilising pics to keep you salivating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-King's Lodge-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJv4v6wcI/AAAAAAAADWg/iVd5QGmG0ng/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+492.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335650376819065282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJv4v6wcI/AAAAAAAADWg/iVd5QGmG0ng/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Served in typical wooden trays in portions of three to share. Sauces and dips at the side add to the variety of taste. My favourite is the Chilli Oil they serve in such stingy portions. You have to just keep asking for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLZAHEfeI/AAAAAAAADXo/bo3lz1ANeEY/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652182681484770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLZAHEfeI/AAAAAAAADXo/bo3lz1ANeEY/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Congee with Yau Char Kuay (fried flour pastry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwPFpZSI/AAAAAAAADWo/FdYBoZ1LG8Q/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+496.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335650382815782178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwPFpZSI/AAAAAAAADWo/FdYBoZ1LG8Q/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Chee Cheong Fun with Char Siew (Porkie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwICrKeuzI/AAAAAAAADWY/_lu6TZrsBuk/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335648500566637362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwICrKeuzI/AAAAAAAADWY/_lu6TZrsBuk/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Steamy soft Char Siew Pau (More Pork...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwCAaEoI/AAAAAAAADWw/KTSLpd6EUSg/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+497.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335650379304145538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwCAaEoI/AAAAAAAADWw/KTSLpd6EUSg/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Hot Egg paste fillo pau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwayPqOI/AAAAAAAADW4/Jh4mhWm6iOA/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+498.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335650385955629282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwayPqOI/AAAAAAAADW4/Jh4mhWm6iOA/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Juicy Beef Balls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwpyVuAI/AAAAAAAADXA/U02VzSHbUUI/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+499.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335650389982558210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJwpyVuAI/AAAAAAAADXA/U02VzSHbUUI/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Siew Mai with fresh prawn filling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;King's Lodge (Tim Sum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Address: 1/F, CRE Building, 303 Henessy Road, WanChain, Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Tel: 2326 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3880&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kings-lodge.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;www.kings-lodge.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-Honolulu Coffee Shop-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLYqLcePI/AAAAAAAADXQ/QIMU-bQAuWo/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+431.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652176794253554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLYqLcePI/AAAAAAAADXQ/QIMU-bQAuWo/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: A variety of Hong Kong style breakfast to feast on. Easy and quick to eat. Comes with lots of eggs, luncheon meat and butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLY-0-5TI/AAAAAAAADXg/kPaw4WO84B0/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+593.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652182337185074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLY-0-5TI/AAAAAAAADXg/kPaw4WO84B0/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Nissin noddles with luncheon meat, egg and veggie. Very norm for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLY92SmpI/AAAAAAAADXY/LW7esa0qAzY/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+432.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652182074235538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLY92SmpI/AAAAAAAADXY/LW7esa0qAzY/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Macaroni and lucheon meat strips in soup. My favourite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLYi2XVdI/AAAAAAAADXI/f8MNDG2447E/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+428.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335652174826788306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwLYi2XVdI/AAAAAAAADXI/f8MNDG2447E/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Polo Pau (Pineapple Bun for how it looks kinda like a pineapple). Another fav of mine with a generous chunck of butter in between. Can be eaten with a huge piece of luncheon meat and a fried egg sandwiched in between too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Honolulu Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Add: G/F, 176-178, Henessy Road, Wan Chai, Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2888539080222573745?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2888539080222573745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2888539080222573745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2888539080222573745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2888539080222573745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/05/breakfast-in-hong-kong.html' title='Breakfast in Hong Kong'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgwJv4v6wcI/AAAAAAAADWg/iVd5QGmG0ng/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-9021668914462091921</id><published>2009-05-12T22:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:51:44.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>More dessert in HK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;No way, I'm not done yet. Of course there are more dessert than just the mango stuff. Similar to our Tau Foo Fah are the steamed desserts made out of egg and milk. Don't worry, if you're not a fan of taufu, rest assure, these only look similar to our soya based version in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm talking about the famous Yee Shun Milk Company in Hong Kong that serves, Tan Tan (Steamed Egg) and Tan Nai (Steamed Milk). Custard to be exact. Not only are they delicious, they are relatively good for health too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHWUkwuJI/AAAAAAAADV4/0o5m7n-bYTE/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+414.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334944051146832018" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHWUkwuJI/AAAAAAAADV4/0o5m7n-bYTE/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: The chilled room storing all the steamed desserts in ceramic bowls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHW5PgkhI/AAAAAAAADWI/dsnb8Qo1nEI/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+417.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334944060989805074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHW5PgkhI/AAAAAAAADWI/dsnb8Qo1nEI/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Clockwise from far left- Steamed egg, steamed milk, steamed milk with ginger juice. And that's not all. Look at the menu below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHWqxCP7I/AAAAAAAADWA/XMXXT6k4gI8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+416.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334944057103892402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHWqxCP7I/AAAAAAAADWA/XMXXT6k4gI8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: A whole long list of steamed desserts to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Great dessert for when you've had too much to eat as it's easy to swallow and gulp down due to it's extremely soft texture. The taste takes some getting use to but then again, most "real"healthy desserts are not for those with fussy pallettes. It's fine as long as you don't expect creme brulee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Again...why did I come back so soon???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yee Shun Milk Company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; G/F, 506, Lockhart Road, Causeway Bay, Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel:&lt;/strong&gt; 2591 1837&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-9021668914462091921?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/9021668914462091921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=9021668914462091921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9021668914462091921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9021668914462091921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-dessert-in-hk.html' title='More dessert in HK...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SgmHWUkwuJI/AAAAAAAADV4/0o5m7n-bYTE/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-190131466382359423</id><published>2009-05-12T21:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:56:40.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Hong Kong Dessert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Out of the many days there in HK, we had to have the dessert at this place everyday. Yes, that's how amazingly delicious this "Healthy Dessert" place is. It's like the Mango Loh Loh that we get here at KTZ but x 1, 092, 301 better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Despite the slightly chilly (but nice compared to oven- bake Malaysia) weather, we had our fair share of this yummylicious Hong Kong ice kacang over and over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl6jV3OVVI/AAAAAAAADVw/ei2TZc_KujU/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+584.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334929981179843922" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl6jV3OVVI/AAAAAAAADVw/ei2TZc_KujU/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: The entrance to Hui Lau Shan...a small but cozy place. When crowded, your backrest would be the person seated at the table behind you. Or you might even end up having to share your table with strangers. Very normal in HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5whjjieI/AAAAAAAADVg/b8vuMpkddCk/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+307.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334929108145244642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5whjjieI/AAAAAAAADVg/b8vuMpkddCk/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Saying Grace before digging into the latest dessert on the menu which was this swirl of steamed milk and red bean paste. Serve pipping hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5wTctZdI/AAAAAAAADVY/Yuhd-_J0Kak/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+304.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334929104358434258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5wTctZdI/AAAAAAAADVY/Yuhd-_J0Kak/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: My absolute favourite! Mango puree and mango ice cream with pamelo and sago. This is coming from a person who doesn't like to eat mango at all. $23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5wN2ihSI/AAAAAAAADVQ/4O8R8rurjoQ/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+303.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334929102856160546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5wN2ihSI/AAAAAAAADVQ/4O8R8rurjoQ/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Papaya with sago and coconut milk served cold. $30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5v5KN0AI/AAAAAAAADVI/Fy0qM5RyrBg/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+586.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334929097301544962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl5v5KN0AI/AAAAAAAADVI/Fy0qM5RyrBg/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Another mango dish served with coconut on the side. Served cold. So good!!! $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sigh, now I wish I had extended my stay even longer. Yes, just to eat dessert every night. Well, if you're heading over anytime soon, there are 40 over outlets in Hong Kong for you to savour them. I frequent the one nearest to Sogo at Causeway Bay. Details as below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Lau Shan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; Shop 26, G/F, Po Hon Building, 24-30 Percival Street, Causeway Bay, Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel:&lt;/strong&gt; 2574 6866&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Website:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hlshk.com/"&gt;http://www.hlshk.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Oh, btw if you love bitter Kwai Ling Kou, they serve really authentic ones here too! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-190131466382359423?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/190131466382359423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=190131466382359423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/190131466382359423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/190131466382359423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/05/hong-kong-dessert.html' title='Hong Kong Dessert'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgl6jV3OVVI/AAAAAAAADVw/ei2TZc_KujU/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2903089214280893417</id><published>2009-05-12T00:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:50:56.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><title type='text'>Marry Brown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Marry had a little lamb...whose fleece were white as snow. I just don't get it. Did Mary marry Charlie Brown? Ermm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Perhaps, Marry Brown is just a name of some non- cartoon person and has nothing at all to do with that nursery rhyme. Or maybe, it's just the latest fast food chain in town. A town 45 minutes away from our city. In a far, far away place called the LCCT (Low Cost Carrier Terminal). Oh blimey, it ryhmes! *Glee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Honestly, the chicken rocks! Definately juicier than KFC (so says the fast food expert, Mr. Kee Jon Tjin). Give it a go if you're flying. It's at the new wing of the renovated block. You won't miss it as it's the first shop right at the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh please, I do not condone eating fast food. Just that I thought these pictures were just too coincidently colour coordinated not to share. Bon appetit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwRT1vAI/AAAAAAAADUw/CrPW8KEb5vA/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603648342539266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwRT1vAI/AAAAAAAADUw/CrPW8KEb5vA/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: And it was all Yelloww... Slurppppp....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRv7LTyLI/AAAAAAAADUg/uMifR35MI_c/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603642401179826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRv7LTyLI/AAAAAAAADUg/uMifR35MI_c/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Yellow and red...cheers! I don't think they will consider you as their mascot, Jeanine. The similarities are too far between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwN1D4sI/AAAAAAAADUo/33HaXlaDXxc/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603647408136898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwN1D4sI/AAAAAAAADUo/33HaXlaDXxc/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Yellow, red and blue....munch, munch, munch. Superman, where are thy wings? Or cape...or...oh whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwu1jYzI/AAAAAAAADU4/jpCxuqtNdf8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603656268571442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwu1jYzI/AAAAAAAADU4/jpCxuqtNdf8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Why can't fast food chains come up with better sides, like...escargot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sze Yoong: "Hey, you guys look like you're doing an advertisement for Marry Brown!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sea Yen, Jeanine &amp;amp; Jon: "Chomp, chomp, chomp...slurp, slurrrrpppp, slurrrppp, burp!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sigh, I don't even know why I even bothered, seeing they didn't even give me free burgers to eat in an air conditioned car while getting paid at the same time. You're lucky Marry Brown as nothing's better than a free blog advertisement by a jakun (a nimwit who comes from a small distant village) who's amused at the combination of her friend's attires. Blessings from Charlie's angels, no? :P Harharhar...I'm lovin it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2903089214280893417?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2903089214280893417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2903089214280893417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2903089214280893417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2903089214280893417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/05/mary-brown.html' title='Marry Brown...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SghRwRT1vAI/AAAAAAAADUw/CrPW8KEb5vA/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-4626900375335166506</id><published>2009-05-10T23:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:51:23.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Hong Kong- Where to Stay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It sure seems like HK is like my backyard. Been there more times than any other country and can never seem to get bored of the fast moving pace of the city (minus the exhaust fumes, that somehow was pretty easy to get accustomed to). I LOVE HK. So, I''ll share a bit on what I've tried this 6th time around in Kungfoo land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;First off, finding a place to stay in because my fiancee would rather we not cramp into my relatives RM3mil apartment the size of his bathroom. I'm serious! But truth be told, neither did I. It wasn't that we were ungrateful for free accomodation that would have covered all our meals, but we'd rather not take up too much space. As you know, space is a great contraint in cramp-ol HK. One of those things that we Malaysian's will never get use to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;With the advancement of technology, we manage to get a pretty decent place closer to the shopping and food. Which is very important. Why else do you go to HK? Just 3 minutes down the road to Sogo and Time Square was all it took. Well, I thought it was lovely. The whole hotel decor and grace reminded me of My Fair Lady.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Oh, we stayed at Regal Hotel @ Causeway Bay. Pictures below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iGiY0OI/AAAAAAAADT4/RddbYFGPMt8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226272444272866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iGiY0OI/AAAAAAAADT4/RddbYFGPMt8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: The facilities at Regal Hotel. For such a small place, they sure had quite a few ammenities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iu6O_aI/AAAAAAAADUI/9SuKxZi36tk/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+322.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226283281710498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iu6O_aI/AAAAAAAADUI/9SuKxZi36tk/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Decorated with very English- like elegance with lots of gold craved furniture and water colour paintings that bring you way back to Ann of Green Gables. Certainly not for Boutique Hotel lovers who prefer their hotels sleek and minimalist. Although, I really wouldn't say this was gordy, just a tad bit of an Earl Grey compared to Tazo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iXSGvRI/AAAAAAAADUA/VZqcFxjJ5cA/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+321.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226276939382034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iXSGvRI/AAAAAAAADUA/VZqcFxjJ5cA/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Spacious. I mean, even the lift fits more than 7-8 people. That's pretty big and a non-standard for the HK liftology standards that usually squeezes in two smurfs and a mini dwarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iGm6knI/AAAAAAAADTw/X7HufFFKEY8/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226272463262322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iGm6knI/AAAAAAAADTw/X7HufFFKEY8/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: The room! Spacious, clean and comfy. There are all these water or oil colour paintings of the moore (like in Secret Garden) with ladies in parasols exuding a warm and romantic feel. I suppose the British influence lasted for a fair bit. If only the people spoke more English. Oh, wouldn't it be lovely!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6h_FBzJI/AAAAAAAADTo/G6luVwUGmMs/s1600-h/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226270442081426" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6h_FBzJI/AAAAAAAADTo/G6luVwUGmMs/s320/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Comfy room with lots of resting space. And did I mention, there's even a huge jaccuzi in the comfort room. Yeah! The bathroom comes with a full size shower and a bubble bathtub which we used to fill up with warm water as footbath at the end of our shopathons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Worth a try. Per night? Only RM600 which is quite standard and normal for HK. Give it a try. It's got one of the best locations for access to anywhere as long as you know how to take the MTR. As the English clearly puts it, "the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plane". HK weather was great! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;If you've got a place that you've stayed at in HK and would like to share. Do drop me a comment and I'll post it up. Btw, I'll be off to Phuket soon. Anyone got any suggestions on where to stay, what to eat, where to visit and etc, etc, etc...I'd love to hear from you. Ta! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4626900375335166506?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4626900375335166506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4626900375335166506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4626900375335166506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4626900375335166506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/05/hong-kong-where-to-stay.html' title='Hong Kong- Where to Stay?'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sgb6iGiY0OI/AAAAAAAADT4/RddbYFGPMt8/s72-c/2009_05_01+Hong+Kong+077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-541590856517845954</id><published>2009-04-27T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:59:09.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings...'/><title type='text'>Ernest &amp; Sook's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;First wedding with the most highschool mates reuniting! Many school friends whom I've known for upteen years surfaced and we had a swelling good time just rocking to the band and DJ at the after party. Here's to Ernie and Sookie!!! Congratulations! It was fun-tastic. Now it's my turn to plan one. I hope it''ll be filled with just as much silly dance antics we choked out that night ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMRv1H3MI/AAAAAAAADSw/dTJk_TDUp7w/s1600-h/493.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390339331972290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMRv1H3MI/AAAAAAAADSw/dTJk_TDUp7w/s320/493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: With the bride (Sookie in Beige, Middle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXSeEhOOEI/AAAAAAAADTY/ZQ3e_WcoEpU/s1600-h/473.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397148113844290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXSeEhOOEI/AAAAAAAADTY/ZQ3e_WcoEpU/s320/473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Ernie (groom) with Carmie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMSeBtdMI/AAAAAAAADTQ/DBi4eyuyXC0/s1600-h/444.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390351732798658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMSeBtdMI/AAAAAAAADTQ/DBi4eyuyXC0/s320/444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Sook Sook, myself and Carmie in thematics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMSf34p3I/AAAAAAAADTI/iJQNKlrPqoA/s1600-h/453.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390352228460402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMSf34p3I/AAAAAAAADTI/iJQNKlrPqoA/s320/453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: The girls going way back... from SMDJ...secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMSNlk91I/AAAAAAAADTA/CRuklSVnPbs/s1600-h/454.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390347319834450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMSNlk91I/AAAAAAAADTA/CRuklSVnPbs/s320/454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: With James (2nd from left) and Sarah (James' Lil Sis, far right) after eons. Happens to be cousin to the groom who planned the seating arrangements. I heard that can he hellish! Tips? Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXUm9_z9OI/AAAAAAAADTg/9vEvOO2PmxY/s1600-h/465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329399500005176546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXUm9_z9OI/AAAAAAAADTg/9vEvOO2PmxY/s320/465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above: My fiance extrodinaire...can't wait! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I definately have to get things kicking with my own one. Wish me all the best! I'll need that, plus all the wedding contacts you can offer...email me at &lt;a href="mailto:szeyoong@szeaccessories.com"&gt;szeyoong@szeaccessories.com&lt;/a&gt; with any suggestions, good pricing for photographers, hotels, gowns...yada, yada, yada...I'd LOVE to hear from you. Thanks in advance! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-541590856517845954?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/541590856517845954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=541590856517845954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/541590856517845954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/541590856517845954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/04/ernest-sooks-wedding.html' title='Ernest &amp; Sook&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfXMRv1H3MI/AAAAAAAADSw/dTJk_TDUp7w/s72-c/493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8975331593309218869</id><published>2009-03-24T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:58:56.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings...'/><title type='text'>WE'RE ENGAGED! 15.03.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce_lyrYKiI/AAAAAAAADOQ/0uMASvTRLQw/s1600-h/IMG_1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316428541113936418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce_lyrYKiI/AAAAAAAADOQ/0uMASvTRLQw/s320/IMG_1195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SYs in love :) More to come..I'll story you later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8975331593309218869?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8975331593309218869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8975331593309218869&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8975331593309218869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8975331593309218869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-engaged-150309.html' title='WE&apos;RE ENGAGED! 15.03.09'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce_lyrYKiI/AAAAAAAADOQ/0uMASvTRLQw/s72-c/IMG_1195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-5478251338514980321</id><published>2009-03-24T00:21:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:08:08.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Ironman Langkawi 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSwQNKZI/AAAAAAAADPY/pQoXNHw43To/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910355719825810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSwQNKZI/AAAAAAAADPY/pQoXNHw43To/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: A permanant fixture at every Ironman race. MC for the day with more energy than a Duracel bunny. Travels the world to host most of the other world races. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_DdlHdaI/AAAAAAAADOw/TpMyCqIvM7Q/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317905694962709922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_DdlHdaI/AAAAAAAADOw/TpMyCqIvM7Q/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: Swim 3.8km, Bike 180km and Run 42.2km (full marathon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another year has gone by. Time really flies. And this was the 2nd time my brother attempted the Ironman in Langkawi (while we attempted to support him). Read about the adrenalin rush in my last year's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year we had two new friends join us (Sea Yen and Kell Jay who was my class mate but turned is kinda close to Meng cause they use to run together) in our crazy cheering which helped ease the wait time. Besides, we had the Blackberry helping us locate my brother through the online tracking device that monitors his race time when he passes through check points. Technology is way cool. We could even tell roughly where he was in a race loop or track by searching the next person we see (i.e. if that guy has gone through a certain check point/ total number of rounds and hours/ whether he was behind or in front of Meng). Such was the accuracy of the tracker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_Ch4GTJI/AAAAAAAADOY/pBHW6aK4fBI/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317905678936198290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_Ch4GTJI/AAAAAAAADOY/pBHW6aK4fBI/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Grabbing a hot cuppa Starbucks at 6AM in the morning. Meng came out of the starting point to greet us before he got into the water for a morning swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSNlnZ-I/AAAAAAAADPI/-DlL9eN9kIk/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910346414385122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSNlnZ-I/AAAAAAAADPI/-DlL9eN9kIk/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: *Guilt* Erm...shoul I even be eatting this while Meng's suffering in the blistering heat? Well, just Kell Jay grabbing a bite in betweem the check points to fuel his support for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_DDccLDI/AAAAAAAADOo/ql2zxhNphE0/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317905687946996786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_DDccLDI/AAAAAAAADOo/ql2zxhNphE0/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: Meng's groupies! Super supporters with our florescent bright green and orange banners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_C3xOr7I/AAAAAAAADOg/CmyRXuF43ZM/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317905684812967858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_C3xOr7I/AAAAAAAADOg/CmyRXuF43ZM/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Meng on his bike leg. His favourite part of the race and his strongest forte. Which brings me back to a childhood memory of him getting his fingers stuck in between the chains of a bike and the spokes that hold the chain. He was then a 8 year old bicycle mechanic fixing his BMX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSZoKa2I/AAAAAAAADPQ/40DkGCYJN9Q/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910349646293858" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSZoKa2I/AAAAAAAADPQ/40DkGCYJN9Q/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: The last few laps are probably the more crucial laps. That's when you start to really feel the fatique and pain. Encouragement is probably the most needed during this duration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_DuFb4wI/AAAAAAAADO4/rEazS4n2wW8/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317905699393233666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Scz_DuFb4wI/AAAAAAAADO4/rEazS4n2wW8/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: One amazing, determined and willfull, Iron-Meng. After months of training till after mid night during working days (because people in the advertising industry are crazy, have no life and work their juniors to death!) or waking up at yawn....I mean dawn, just to get in a few hours of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DTFJDd1I/AAAAAAAADPg/O9HVdJOUfps/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910361326974802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DTFJDd1I/AAAAAAAADPg/O9HVdJOUfps/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: A very inspired Malaysian fan. Malaysia truly Boleh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DR8aGxMI/AAAAAAAADPA/IyI5ylA3sOg/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910341802706114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DR8aGxMI/AAAAAAAADPA/IyI5ylA3sOg/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABove: With Carmen Leong (Center), No.1 Malaysian Women's Ironman. Represented Malaysia in Hawaii last year and will be representing again this year! We're so proud of you Ms. Leong. Btw, we've know her since we were babies cause she's been our nurse at the family doctors like forever. She's probably seen Meng in his dypers before and is now his training "kaki".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you've seen the "during". Let's go back a little to the "before". All you see here is what happened on that day. Most people get really inspired (like my BF and then he goes and tells the whole world he will do an Ironman in 10 years time but doesn't even start by jumping into his condo's pool). But other's just sit in awe at the sidelines (like me- I don't think it's my kinda thing). But really, it's so much hardwork. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng sacrificed so much during this whole year of preparing for this race. He hardly went out with friends who were partying and intoxicating themselves. Instead he totally abstained from alcoholic beverages. He slept at the hours school going children retreat grudgingly to bed. He woke up earlier than the roosters. And he ate like a monk. Steam or boiled. No fried stuff (no nasi lemak or char kuey teow). Lots of fruits. Lots of health drinks....and the list goes on and on. I can't even beging to list down the sacrifices and the extend that he had to care for his health. It really puts a lot of us unhealthy lot to shame. Or we can see it as motivation ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, I will only stick to my Ironman blogging for now...and my occasional roti canai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Places to Visit in Langkawi:-&lt;/strong&gt; Lots...but let me find some time in the later blogs to tell you about them.&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/30694940-5478251338514980321?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5478251338514980321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=5478251338514980321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5478251338514980321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5478251338514980321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/03/ironman-langkawi-2009.html' title='Ironman Langkawi 2009'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sc0DSwQNKZI/AAAAAAAADPY/pQoXNHw43To/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8493125320253395639</id><published>2009-03-24T00:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:56:34.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Kuching 2009</title><content type='html'>Went for a company trip to Kuching (East Malaysia, Sarawak) last week and thought it was going to be all work and no play. But found a little joint hidden in the quiet town. A rare find but a real gem. Totally atmospheric and cozy. Has great food to boast and a really cute name to accompany it (I think the owner was a bit drunk when he decided to call it Bla Bla Bla). Worth the visit if you're ever in that vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4YMXK-JI/AAAAAAAADNY/rfWNhrTgdsQ/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316420610908944530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4YMXK-JI/AAAAAAAADNY/rfWNhrTgdsQ/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Bla Bla Bla's very inviting entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6IaHGQfI/AAAAAAAADOA/moPqPdVUstE/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316422538744971762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6IaHGQfI/AAAAAAAADOA/moPqPdVUstE/s320/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: A close up of the old wooden shelves on the right of the entrance with classic eveyday necessities stored for a rainy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4Yteu66I/AAAAAAAADNg/Y88_steRhCs/s1600-h/DSC00408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316420619799030690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4Yteu66I/AAAAAAAADNg/Y88_steRhCs/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: On the left, a cozy corner with tatami seating to lazily lounge on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4YK9NB6I/AAAAAAAADNQ/LPmmfU5DVlo/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316420610531592098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4YK9NB6I/AAAAAAAADNQ/LPmmfU5DVlo/s320/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: As you walk in, decor of sorts are hung around to add to the homey ambience. A really old looking antique bicycle hangs from the beams of the ceiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4X0eafZI/AAAAAAAADNI/MqGGgIwqp2w/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316420604496870802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4X0eafZI/AAAAAAAADNI/MqGGgIwqp2w/s320/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Step on cement slabs while passing two steams with koi fishes through two hallways. Note the eggs and watermelon used as decor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4XokpAnI/AAAAAAAADNA/nncb4nH-Ocg/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316420601301762674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4XokpAnI/AAAAAAAADNA/nncb4nH-Ocg/s320/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: And a hallway of sepia moments all neatly lined up with nostalgic historical past and present tales of the town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6II3St9I/AAAAAAAADNw/9g2wALrjN90/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316422534115276754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6II3St9I/AAAAAAAADNw/9g2wALrjN90/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: The second "stream" before reaching the dining area. What a "long-house".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6HhKjjwI/AAAAAAAADNo/AcV3AfastWE/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316422523458653954" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6HhKjjwI/AAAAAAAADNo/AcV3AfastWE/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: A little court yard behind with lots of greens, woody furniture and bamboo blinds. If it wasn't raining, the ceiling would be remove to reveal the natural sparkles of the stars would make an even more romantic dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6JMXXkFI/AAAAAAAADOI/h4kUtWyo460/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316422552234987602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce6JMXXkFI/AAAAAAAADOI/h4kUtWyo460/s320/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above: Huge portion of food that's enough for a share of 4 people. My colleague Alex stuffed to the brim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, this cutesy little find, there's also The (Living) Room and Junk which are just a few doors away. They are of the same concept and even owned by the same people. Apparently, the same food's catered over to them to. Just me sharing my nice little findings ;) That's all for my Borneo Ink-ing.&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/30694940-8493125320253395639?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8493125320253395639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8493125320253395639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8493125320253395639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8493125320253395639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/03/kuching-2009.html' title='Kuching 2009'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/Sce4YMXK-JI/AAAAAAAADNY/rfWNhrTgdsQ/s72-c/DSC00407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-5380524193112911291</id><published>2009-02-21T01:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:45:00.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Movie World-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A day at the theater. Real sites, sounds and sight! We were at "THE" movies. I suppose it was more fun when I was a kid. Revisiting movie world was so-so. It was not only one of the hotest day of the week. But I got to see my super heroes ;P went on lots of crazy rides. I remembered the "Lethal Weapon"ride forever and always thought it was my favourtie ride when I was a kid. so revisiting it was quite cool. I actually had the nerves and felt a tiny wee bit queasy after it...spining head..rolling tummy and all. But I can safely say, I don't feel quite that old (yet) after going for the Batman plunge! It sure takes guts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWmFPX0I/AAAAAAAADLw/JMHjET0tkeM/s1600-h/P1050624.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933985477943106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWmFPX0I/AAAAAAAADLw/JMHjET0tkeM/s320/P1050624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Swweeet escape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWSWCwBI/AAAAAAAADLo/u5ihmipobnA/s1600-h/P1050507.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933980179709970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWSWCwBI/AAAAAAAADLo/u5ihmipobnA/s320/P1050507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Sooby Doooo...Where are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pVzKkFTI/AAAAAAAADLY/hrcNfEDbvCQ/s1600-h/P1050559.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933971810063666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pVzKkFTI/AAAAAAAADLY/hrcNfEDbvCQ/s320/P1050559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: A picture speaks a thousand words...in this case, that little gurl at the side of the frame spoiled it! Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pVjiPGtI/AAAAAAAADLQ/kOkFqG9XCwk/s1600-h/P1050516.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933967614384850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pVjiPGtI/AAAAAAAADLQ/kOkFqG9XCwk/s320/P1050516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: That's where I left my magic wand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l3wpEmMI/AAAAAAAADKo/-T57UwtnK1o/s1600-h/P1050508.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304930157201758402" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l3wpEmMI/AAAAAAAADKo/-T57UwtnK1o/s320/P1050508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l5uoq2tI/AAAAAAAADLI/2FZQKq3bD54/s1600-h/P1050526.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304930191022938834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l5uoq2tI/AAAAAAAADLI/2FZQKq3bD54/s320/P1050526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Hot guys with cool cars... uh huh! My typa-thang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l4vqBbKI/AAAAAAAADK4/HVrZtuHPvog/s1600-h/P1050608.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304930174117178530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l4vqBbKI/AAAAAAAADK4/HVrZtuHPvog/s320/P1050608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Hot chicks in tight leather suits? Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l4L01QKI/AAAAAAAADKw/wftuRrXs5Oc/s1600-h/P1050510.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304930164498841762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7l4L01QKI/AAAAAAAADKw/wftuRrXs5Oc/s320/P1050510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ABove: Well...only if you can by-pass this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWKIkdsI/AAAAAAAADLg/iA4B4P2kVxw/s1600-h/P1050563.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933977975715522" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWKIkdsI/AAAAAAAADLg/iA4B4P2kVxw/s320/P1050563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Grrr....who's your super hero? Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;One of those Brisbane places you've just got to go once in your life! Movie World, Water World...all the worlds combine, you'll get a pretty fun time down under.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-5380524193112911291?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5380524193112911291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=5380524193112911291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5380524193112911291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5380524193112911291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-world.html' title='Movie World-'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7pWmFPX0I/AAAAAAAADLw/JMHjET0tkeM/s72-c/P1050624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8738436314052633643</id><published>2009-02-21T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:02:43.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Brisbane- Kagaroo Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJv-2k6I/AAAAAAAADJg/NhU8R00MY0M/s1600-h/P1040641.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304917272122790818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJv-2k6I/AAAAAAAADJg/NhU8R00MY0M/s320/P1040641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Dude! Wash your hands before you eat! That's disgusting. Eww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gU_l1k5I/AAAAAAAADKg/NiNrTVGwzRk/s1600-h/P1040819.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924062361162642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gU_l1k5I/AAAAAAAADKg/NiNrTVGwzRk/s320/P1040819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Lone Pine Sanctuary, only 6472km away. So near! It's on the same planet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Who says that Brisbane is boring? I happen to think otherwise. Maybe cause I'm old at heart...but other than the obvious, I enjoy the outdoors and the wild life. First day at Brisbane was at a koala santuary...well it was more like a kangaroo, sheep, emu, parakeet... santuary. With all of Australia's proud soft toy mascots in real life size animal-land. Except that they are all running wild and definately not behind bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gULXcpNI/AAAAAAAADKA/7FL6uPXmXjw/s1600-h/P1040769.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924048342164690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gULXcpNI/AAAAAAAADKA/7FL6uPXmXjw/s320/P1040769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Oh I forgot...they all get spoon fed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aKPIdSzI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qr-vslScK-o/s1600-h/P1040798.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304917280484576050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aKPIdSzI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qr-vslScK-o/s320/P1040798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Simon says, "lift your hind leg up!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJ9nRQpI/AAAAAAAADJo/zYBATbRmwdY/s1600-h/P1040633.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304917275781972626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJ9nRQpI/AAAAAAAADJo/zYBATbRmwdY/s320/P1040633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Simon says, "hop like a kagawoo!" :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJaOkw4I/AAAAAAAADJY/9tDoHXO8wKY/s1600-h/P1040623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304917266283152258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJaOkw4I/AAAAAAAADJY/9tDoHXO8wKY/s320/P1040623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Above: Now squat like a kagaroo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJ5kAk5I/AAAAAAAADJw/OOxu1z3f-Qc/s1600-h/P1040795.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gUKvyJ4I/AAAAAAAADKI/I3fwF_BP8Fc/s1600-h/P1040745.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924048175802242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gUKvyJ4I/AAAAAAAADKI/I3fwF_BP8Fc/s320/P1040745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Mummy, can I bring that cute koala home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gUX0UILI/AAAAAAAADKQ/7bra9TVzesM/s1600-h/P1040662.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924051684466866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gUX0UILI/AAAAAAAADKQ/7bra9TVzesM/s320/P1040662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Xena! Queen of the jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gUpYy0XI/AAAAAAAADKY/sdk1nhBu1X0/s1600-h/P1040643.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924056400875890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7gUpYy0XI/AAAAAAAADKY/sdk1nhBu1X0/s320/P1040643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ABove: And big bird from Sesame Street. Actually it's an emu. No, not elmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8738436314052633643?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8738436314052633643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8738436314052633643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8738436314052633643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8738436314052633643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/02/brisbane-day-1.html' title='Brisbane- Kagaroo Zoo'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SZ7aJv-2k6I/AAAAAAAADJg/NhU8R00MY0M/s72-c/P1040641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-1761310931325952018</id><published>2009-02-01T02:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:51:38.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Con- grads!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dad teared! Sorry for spilling on you but you did. And I guess that's one of those definining moments in a father's life- to see both his children get a proper education and graduate. Next will come the aisle and the wedding bells. I can hardly hear those, so for now, this would be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such are the dreams of our parents. These are what their dreams are made of. What are we if not for their ambitions and hopes? Afterall who we become really is a show of the people behind us. All thanks to mum and dad for teaching us how to firstly walk and now run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So to Meng, first and Ironman then a graduate. Three cheers! Hip Hip Hooray! And in typical Ausie style, "for he's a jolly good fellow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWcyp_lKI/AAAAAAAADIw/9kryH13KY_k/s1600-h/P1050192.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524483072955554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWcyp_lKI/AAAAAAAADIw/9kryH13KY_k/s320/P1050192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Proud daddy with his two rascals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWdmXwLEI/AAAAAAAADJI/DB4jbRQyILA/s1600-h/P1050391.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524496955092034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWdmXwLEI/AAAAAAAADJI/DB4jbRQyILA/s320/P1050391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Whose more of a rascal? Need I say? A picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWeHTV4yI/AAAAAAAADJQ/MZxl66KZhJs/s1600-h/P1050184.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524505794962210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWeHTV4yI/AAAAAAAADJQ/MZxl66KZhJs/s320/P1050184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The head of all rascals... (On the left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWdGSYmsI/AAAAAAAADI4/_EPDh_YGSxg/s1600-h/P1050195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524488342641346" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWdGSYmsI/AAAAAAAADI4/_EPDh_YGSxg/s320/P1050195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; One very happy sister...finally! Oh bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-1761310931325952018?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1761310931325952018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=1761310931325952018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1761310931325952018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1761310931325952018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2009/02/con-grads.html' title='Con- grads!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SYSWcyp_lKI/AAAAAAAADIw/9kryH13KY_k/s72-c/P1050192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8943362066183620591</id><published>2008-12-30T00:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:19:15.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beauty Regime'/><title type='text'>More Mors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Best thing about travelling is finding all these little nick nacks that makes me miss the place that I visited. Having worked in the beauty line, I tend to check out the beauty counters a lot and read lots of magazines and MOR Cosmetics was being featured quite a bit. They were on top of my Need-To-Own-For-The-Sake-Of-It list (which is a horrible excuse so I ended up getting it for a good friend and my mum so that I wouldn't feel guilty as the list was still empty). Besides, I'm overloaded with cosmetics already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, why Mor? Well, I really do love the packaging and the wrapping more than the content of the toiletries. So antique, so old school...so classic! Check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.morcosmetics.com/shopping/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; and the range of items they have. I'd collect them just for novelty but they are a tad pricey. However, they are quite good as gifts. Some of the pieces I absolutely fell Mor- in- love with are:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkD7ad5C-I/AAAAAAAADGY/sblk3UU8sZ0/s1600-h/LD-Rosebud.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285259956947848162" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkD7ad5C-I/AAAAAAAADGY/sblk3UU8sZ0/s320/LD-Rosebud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Lipgloss in British antique tin cans in an array of colours (turquoise, baby blue, peach, black, apple green...ect) and flavours. Yummylicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkC4MNyMiI/AAAAAAAADGQ/De7Z1tQijzc/s1600-h/SnowGardenia4515.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258802070958626" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkC4MNyMiI/AAAAAAAADGQ/De7Z1tQijzc/s320/SnowGardenia4515.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sweet smelling body butter in the signature gift wrapper, ribbon and wax seal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkC34OkHeI/AAAAAAAADGI/OoWnl_Fa3Ms/s1600-h/MOR_KW_SG29-BOTH.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258796705521122" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkC34OkHeI/AAAAAAAADGI/OoWnl_Fa3Ms/s320/MOR_KW_SG29-BOTH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Bath Soaps alike the candles wrapped in the most interesting gift wrappers, ribbons and even sealed with candle wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkC3rDmZ7I/AAAAAAAADF4/f42YVZRGzZE/s1600-h/ec-kale.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285258793169872818" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkC3rDmZ7I/AAAAAAAADF4/f42YVZRGzZE/s320/ec-kale.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Lovely smelling candles in opulant casing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I want MOR, MOR, MORE!&lt;/span&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/30694940-8943362066183620591?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8943362066183620591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8943362066183620591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8943362066183620591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8943362066183620591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-mors.html' title='More Mors'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SVkD7ad5C-I/AAAAAAAADGY/sblk3UU8sZ0/s72-c/LD-Rosebud.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2646174676940440900</id><published>2008-12-30T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:45:18.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;... are almost over. Well, I've actually been on a long "holiday"since I quit my previous job and ventured into the accessories line (which was honestly a hobby that blew outta proportion and turned into a business). BUT by the end of this week...I''m actually going back into the real dog-eat-dog world of commercialism to work my butt off (literally and figuratively speaking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...is so fun, it makes your HEARTBEAT! The best part about this year was of course the Christmas play at church which was a quilt of different cultures pieced together to form a masterpiece. Awesome Christmas musical that I was so priviledge to be apart of that made so much sense in this times of uncertainties in our world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...make you spend too much, over eat and tired! In the past couple of weeks, I had the priviledge of being at my brother's convocation in Brisbane and visiting family in Singapore. Not the first time there and definately not the last. Despite the currency plundgering to a all time low, things were still pretty pricey in both countries. Malaysia is truly a great shopping haven. Updates on it if I can handle my work schedule and plonk blogging into my me-me-me "ti-me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...brings the family together. Spent so much time with parents and relatives (most of them not mine). This could be a good case as good families rub off on you and are quite the examples to use in the future ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...make you reflect. On everything that has happened this year (which leads to you reminiscing and sometimes digging up the past). Makes you realise that everything in the past is over and to really look ahead and get a move on. You really got to move it, move it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...SHOULD NEVER END! But when it does, let's just say....I anxiously wait for the weekend when I can shout out aloud "TGIF"!!! :) Ok, so this is hardly a synopsis for my MIA inputs these few months but this will do for now, ok? Hear from you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2646174676940440900?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2646174676940440900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2646174676940440900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2646174676940440900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2646174676940440900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-3129863901845903447</id><published>2008-11-25T12:02:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:25:39.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUMC'/><title type='text'>Christmas Concert @ Dream Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbXMjlokI/AAAAAAAADRo/jvqfxz8lqx8/s1600-h/n536428407_1833099_8767.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069919477441090" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbXMjlokI/AAAAAAAADRo/jvqfxz8lqx8/s320/n536428407_1833099_8767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: The musical starts of with Sarah, who coudn't stand how Christmas had began to feel so commercialised and wanted to get away from it all. So she travels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEayNFf2GI/AAAAAAAADQQ/5rfeEVNmjfM/s1600-h/n536428407_1833100_9009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069283964508258" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEayNFf2GI/AAAAAAAADQQ/5rfeEVNmjfM/s320/n536428407_1833100_9009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: to China...but realises that the Chinese celebrate it too...Opening act with Elliotte on the Chinese flower drums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEayFC7jjI/AAAAAAAADQY/alO9RprVn2s/s1600-h/n536428407_1833122_7874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069281806257714" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEayFC7jjI/AAAAAAAADQY/alO9RprVn2s/s320/n536428407_1833122_7874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...to India...another country growing in the number of people celebrating Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEayLsHhcI/AAAAAAAADQg/NavhjN2V8A0/s1600-h/n536428407_1833123_8157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069283589621186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEayLsHhcI/AAAAAAAADQg/NavhjN2V8A0/s320/n536428407_1833123_8157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...to Africa...who celebrates Christmas with a song fit for the coming of the king...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbW4hRgpI/AAAAAAAADRg/h9bubMxPLMA/s1600-h/n536428407_1833127_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069914099024530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbW4hRgpI/AAAAAAAADRg/h9bubMxPLMA/s320/n536428407_1833127_1047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...to Betheleham... in the town where baby Jesus was born...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJSVPs9I/AAAAAAAADQ4/7Udc9HeuhH4/s1600-h/n536428407_1833242_452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069680509727698" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJSVPs9I/AAAAAAAADQ4/7Udc9HeuhH4/s320/n536428407_1833242_452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJmImg4I/AAAAAAAADRA/JR1bucqXZmU/s1600-h/n536428407_1833243_738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069685825405826" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJmImg4I/AAAAAAAADRA/JR1bucqXZmU/s320/n536428407_1833243_738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ....to japan... for a very Kawaii Christmas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEiUv8coOI/AAAAAAAADSA/_ZeNSYgZ5A4/s1600-h/n536428407_1833129_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328077574018736354" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEiUv8coOI/AAAAAAAADSA/_ZeNSYgZ5A4/s320/n536428407_1833129_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...to Spain...to watch the very bold Flemenco in their celebration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEaygJi-wI/AAAAAAAADQw/Cz7BLVJnFQ8/s1600-h/n536428407_1833139_3511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069289081764610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEaygJi-wI/AAAAAAAADQw/Cz7BLVJnFQ8/s320/n536428407_1833139_3511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...to Brazil...to join in the fun at the market place doing the Calypso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJ_9eeXI/AAAAAAAADRY/s4KpfNyZBeM/s1600-h/n536428407_1833260_5460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069692758063474" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJ_9eeXI/AAAAAAAADRY/s4KpfNyZBeM/s320/n536428407_1833260_5460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJj4zw5I/AAAAAAAADRI/Iw7-FjK3bfs/s1600-h/n536428407_1833258_4918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328069685222294418" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbJj4zw5I/AAAAAAAADRI/Iw7-FjK3bfs/s320/n536428407_1833258_4918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEeutO5CrI/AAAAAAAADRw/6M0ubRFgTa8/s1600-h/n536428407_1833261_5748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328073621920877234" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEeutO5CrI/AAAAAAAADRw/6M0ubRFgTa8/s320/n536428407_1833261_5748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...and finally back to our homeland...Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEeuoPK-bI/AAAAAAAADR4/-VyDl4CdzJA/s1600-h/n536428407_1833271_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328073620579875250" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEeuoPK-bI/AAAAAAAADR4/-VyDl4CdzJA/s320/n536428407_1833271_2147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: ...Although Sarah's journey has brought her around the world, it ended up back to the begining. Here a tune about what Christmas really is belts out melodiously through Joanna- a girl she meets at the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEWReMy8tI/AAAAAAAADPo/FiR3zNL2ozo/s1600-h/DUMC+Floodgates+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328064323576328914" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEWReMy8tI/AAAAAAAADPo/FiR3zNL2ozo/s320/DUMC+Floodgates+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Snap shots of the Christmas Play- Heartbeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEWSa_rDTI/AAAAAAAADPw/ukCIfgXyHQE/s1600-h/DUMC+Floodgates+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328064339895848242" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEWSa_rDTI/AAAAAAAADPw/ukCIfgXyHQE/s320/DUMC+Floodgates+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: 1st Page- Article on heatbeat in DUMC's Floogates magazine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEWTPhtjvI/AAAAAAAADP4/vU6Vwr3OT24/s1600-h/DUMC+Floodgates+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328064353997262578" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEWTPhtjvI/AAAAAAAADP4/vU6Vwr3OT24/s320/DUMC+Floodgates+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Second Page- Article on Heatbeat in DUMC's Floodgates Magazine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SSt53cxCIyI/AAAAAAAADE4/n6MOeeqpcNA/s1600-h/HeartBeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272441782288917282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SSt53cxCIyI/AAAAAAAADE4/n6MOeeqpcNA/s320/HeartBeat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Invitation mailer to the Christmas concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SSt5a6j4lCI/AAAAAAAADEw/_F3xi55pPGM/s1600-h/DUMC+Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272441292070622242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SSt5a6j4lCI/AAAAAAAADEw/_F3xi55pPGM/s320/DUMC+Map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Map to DUMC Dream Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do come for this Christmas Production that my church has been wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;rking really hard at organising. Join us as we bring you to different parts of the world to experience the sights, sounds and songs of different people groups and races. And as you dance to the rythms of the world, I'm sure that you'll find the true heartbeat of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; 5th (Friday), 6th (Sat) &amp;amp; 7th (Sun) of December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 8:30pm-10:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; DUMC Dream Center, No 2, Jalan 13/1, Section 13, 46200 Petaling Jaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*Near Colgate. It's the old Singer factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See you there! Find out more on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dumc.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;http://www.dumc.com.my/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; or call 03- 7958 7388 for more information. Merry Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3129863901845903447?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3129863901845903447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3129863901845903447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3129863901845903447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3129863901845903447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-concert-dream-center.html' title='Christmas Concert @ Dream Center'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEbXMjlokI/AAAAAAAADRo/jvqfxz8lqx8/s72-c/n536428407_1833099_8767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-6644143012637413528</id><published>2008-10-19T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:20:26.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>I'm sick of being sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, after reading Jodi Picoult's "My Sister's Keeper", my "sick" is nothing compared to what some other people go through. However, I've been down with this darn flu so so long that it literally makes me feel sick of being sick...if you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sorethroat, flu, runny nose, block nose, cough, cough, cough...and sneeze, sneeze and yuk, yuk yuk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, sorry no updates of late. Been  really (honestly) busy with real life. So cyber has to take a back seat for the moment. I haven't totally abandoned this blog or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.szeaccessories.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;www.szeaccessories.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; so please go check it out. There are a few new pieces, some collaboration and constant updates. But I must say that I haven't had the time to keep the ball rolling. Soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Till then, don't be a stranger- just yet ;) I've got lots going on right now on my plate, which also means that I should have more to write about but just got to find the TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ta for now. See ya soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-6644143012637413528?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6644143012637413528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=6644143012637413528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6644143012637413528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6644143012637413528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-sick-of-being-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick of being sick...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-7424338694149423947</id><published>2008-09-28T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:48:22.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Previews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estee Lauder 2004- 2007'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Been missing for a while....after the play at church, I started work i.m.m.e.d.i.a.t.e.l.y (like the day after and haven't stopped since)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, it's been a while cause works been taking up most of my time...yeah, been back at the old office for a while doing the same ol same ol...so, I'll update you as soon as I get a breather. I was meaning to share abit on the play and how it's changed my life but life's just taken the subway down a very hectic route at the moment. So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...just wait up...ok? Till then...please go catch Mama Mia! It's the best movie I've watched since...Titanic! (Justtt kidding...about the Titanic part).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-7424338694149423947?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/7424338694149423947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=7424338694149423947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7424338694149423947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7424338694149423947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-2563567705488467775</id><published>2008-08-01T14:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:28:45.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUMC'/><title type='text'>Whose Dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chasing rainbows end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A golden pot burried in the sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Working seven days with no end, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So helpless in this misery land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Too little time, two little hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Will I ever be a better men?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Toiling all day, with no meaning to them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I feel torn between two time span.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's tough to be a better person in your grand plan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Constantly told that I'm not who I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm definately not my shepards lamb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Too little time, two little hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've broken dreams and a shattered life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My deepest, darkest fear surfice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I dread an unknown end of no tomorrows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Crippled tears are full of sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just too little time, just two little hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Would you Lord please help me stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Until then, I'm unable to heed or follow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But leave your footprints in the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'll remember then that you're on my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cause you are my eternal guiding friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No matter what I am, who I am or where I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'll be just who you want me to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;With my time and both my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So many times in life, we feel we don't live up to our potential. We are stuck in every day jobs that bring us no where. Come, rest, take some time of to watch Whose Dream. A play put up by DUMC (Damansara Utama Methodist Church), be there, be touched and be transformed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Details in the blog below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2563567705488467775?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2563567705488467775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2563567705488467775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2563567705488467775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2563567705488467775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/08/whose-dreams.html' title='Whose Dreams?'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-7504542483668721836</id><published>2008-07-18T18:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:45:20.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUMC'/><title type='text'>Whose Dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEYsf9UMJI/AAAAAAAADQI/3aJ1uBwo8I8/s1600-h/n777565173_4347430_7436.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328066986927992978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEYsf9UMJI/AAAAAAAADQI/3aJ1uBwo8I8/s320/n777565173_4347430_7436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Scene one- Snap shot of the play's opening scene with Susan talking to Ah Kiang about his dreams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SIBqYJHEbyI/AAAAAAAACC8/p86eAaxvgfE/s1600-h/Whose+Dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224292530744749858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SIBqYJHEbyI/AAAAAAAACC8/p86eAaxvgfE/s320/Whose+Dream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DUMC brings to you a theatrical play in August. Tickets (only RM5.00) are available at the church. Bring your friends, along ok? I'll be there ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis:-&lt;/strong&gt; The year is 1985. Mr and Mrs Khoo run a successful prawn mee stall in Kepong. They have only one son, Ah Kiang, in whom they put all their hopes. Mr Khoo has put together the ‘perfect’ plan for Ah Kiang to study accounting in Australia. Ah Kiang’s passion, however, is in something completely different and he is determined to pursue it. ‘Whose Dream?’ is a story of clashes of hopes, dreams, family love, gratitude and most importantly, having one’s heart in the right place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Date &amp;amp; Time:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;1 August 2008 (Friday) 8:30 - 10:00 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2 August 2008 (Saturday) 8:30 - 10:00 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3 August 2008 (Sunday) 8:30 - 10:00 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location:-&lt;/strong&gt; Dream Centre, Damansara Utama Methodist Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SIBrl663FQI/AAAAAAAACDE/YU9K3WiuYQ0/s1600-h/DUMC+Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224293866965243138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SIBrl663FQI/AAAAAAAACDE/YU9K3WiuYQ0/s320/DUMC+Map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Location map to &lt;a href="http://www.dumc.com.my/cms/welcome-to-dumc"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DUMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-7504542483668721836?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/7504542483668721836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=7504542483668721836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7504542483668721836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7504542483668721836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/07/above-august-rally-production-whose.html' title='Whose Dream?'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SfEYsf9UMJI/AAAAAAAADQI/3aJ1uBwo8I8/s72-c/n777565173_4347430_7436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-1527201118707987751</id><published>2008-07-12T01:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:01.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>One Life...Make It Count!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SHeesf5EvSI/AAAAAAAACCk/oiF2IeKsSv8/s1600-h/One+Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221816780271697186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SHeesf5EvSI/AAAAAAAACCk/oiF2IeKsSv8/s320/One+Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; One Life...Do Something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ONE LIFE is here in Malaysia! After travelling around the world (USA, Canada, Korea, Japan, Australia, New Zealand and Singapore) to bring light unto the plights of AIDS victims, One Life is finally here in Damansara Utama Methodist Church. And it's been going of for the whole week. They will still be on tomorrow and on Sunday as well so please try and make your way over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Why? Cause I'm sure, just like me, majority of us urban folks are ignorant about AIDS. We know it's an incurable disease and that many people suffer from it, it's not transmitted through kissing and that it's "spreadable" through the sharing of needles from a HIV positive person to healthy person. But what else? Do you know of the sufferings of people afflicted with it? The pain and anguish they go through? The loneliness and despair? I don't...do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;That's why I'm heading over tomorrow to find out for myself. One Life takes you through an exhibition maze of re-enected scenes of places and lets you listen to the stories of REAL people (through a headset that's provided) suffering from AIDS. Too much for a weekend? Well, you'll probably be moved by this moving and unforgettable experience and maybe it will make you realise just how fortunate you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life's not about the latest LV handbags on fashion catwalks, sometimes, we need to removed our stilettos and step into the reality of our world. We need to see, hear and experience the tragedy and triump lived out by real children affected by HIV/AIDS and child trafficking. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADMISSION IS FREE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; 8-13 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 10am-7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; Dream Centre, DUMC, 2 Jalan 13/1, Section 13, 46200 Petaling Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia. (Park at Jaya 33)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Website:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.com.my/"&gt;http://www.worldvision.com.my/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SHeespuUpgI/AAAAAAAACCs/zTcqJG-IeKE/s1600-h/One+Life+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221816782910957058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SHeespuUpgI/AAAAAAAACCs/zTcqJG-IeKE/s320/One+Life+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Map to DUMC, Damansara Utama Methodist Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-1527201118707987751?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1527201118707987751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=1527201118707987751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1527201118707987751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1527201118707987751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-lifemake-it-count.html' title='One Life...Make It Count!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SHeesf5EvSI/AAAAAAAACCk/oiF2IeKsSv8/s72-c/One+Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-6945368250752399022</id><published>2008-07-04T18:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:01.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estee Lauder 2004- 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beauty Regime'/><title type='text'>Estee Lauder Model Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Again, with two teenage friend's of my brothers in toll, I took them to experience a makeover for themselves and this is the outcome. Like it? Well, to be honest, the touched-up and air-brushed picture of me does make me like myself a tad bit more than usual but it could have been better. I'd have prefered fuller lips and bigger almond shaped eyes but what the heck, at least I still look like me ;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, model wannabes, do hurry yourself over as it's really the last leg of the search. From July 15th to the 18th, the &lt;a href="http://www.esteelaudermodelsearch.com.my/#/main/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Estee Lauder Model Search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roadshow will be at KLCC. Give them a call at 03- 2382 0600 for an appointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;RM300 gets you:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;An Estee Lauder Model Search Entry Form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A Full Makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hairdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Styled in Eclipse clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Photography by portrait photographers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One instant A4 Portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;RM250 redemption of products from Estee Lauder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Door gift consisting of EL products worth RM80 and redemption vouchers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AdiNrlsI/AAAAAAAACB8/NXvAbO8F-IM/s1600-h/Yoong+EL+Model+Search.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219109525569377986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AdiNrlsI/AAAAAAAACB8/NXvAbO8F-IM/s320/Yoong+EL+Model+Search.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Just me...all plain Jane, simple and nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AcyHwqyI/AAAAAAAACB0/HZDc7czr0P4/s1600-h/pris+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219109512659643170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AcyHwqyI/AAAAAAAACB0/HZDc7czr0P4/s320/pris+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sazzy Priscilla from Boston, USA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AciliOcI/AAAAAAAACBs/tdo41oge7RM/s1600-h/jaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219109508489558466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AciliOcI/AAAAAAAACBs/tdo41oge7RM/s320/jaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: Sultry Jasmyn, from Brisbane, Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Interestingly some people will go the distance just to enter the contest. Hearing endless stories of desperate hopefulls make me realise how far people would go just to be recognise as a "beauty". While getting my makeup done, I saw a lady there who had just had an appendix operation/surgery, lied to her husband on her whereabouts and secretly attended the model search. Which brings me to realise that I thank God every day, in that, my security lies in knowing that God loves me despite of how I look and nothing in the world changes that. Cause as cliche as it sounds, the external beauty is just well...skin deep...so slather on more of that night repairing cream! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-6945368250752399022?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6945368250752399022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=6945368250752399022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6945368250752399022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6945368250752399022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/07/estee-lauder-model-search.html' title='Estee Lauder Model Search'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4AdiNrlsI/AAAAAAAACB8/NXvAbO8F-IM/s72-c/Yoong+EL+Model+Search.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2105336097709129858</id><published>2008-07-03T10:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:02.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beauty Regime'/><title type='text'>Garra Rufa Fish Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pyjwLJI/AAAAAAAACBc/QTljOL3H7A0/s1600-h/Garra+Rufa+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218609458324712594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pyjwLJI/AAAAAAAACBc/QTljOL3H7A0/s320/Garra+Rufa+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After months of asking my friends to try it out with me and hearing constant doubts about the hygeine standards of the ponds, I decided to drag three innocent girl friend's of my brother from Australia, USA and Singapore to try it out. Seeing that they know nothing about the Fish Spa Therapy, it was all new to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So off we went to Bangsar to try out the much talked about new form of therapy in town and found it to be quite the experience. The outlet at Jalan Telawi, Bangsar Baru was nice, clean and modern. It was also very quiet and peaceful. Great atmosphere if you don't wanna be disturb but that's precisely the point and the piped in music helps ease the soul and the fishes the sole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Once we arrived, we slipped on a pair of slippers, got a little towel and were ushered to wash our feet to rid it off all the moisturisers and oils so as not to contaminate the water. There's a brush at the washing area to help with the process. Then we were on our own. There's a main pond and a slightly smaller one facing the wall (I figured that this was good for girls who accidently wore a mini skirt on the day). Seeing other people relaxing with their feet in the pond seems so easy but once we saw the squirmy little fishes, we didn't even dare dip out feet in but as the clock was ticking, we had no choice but to just go ahead and dunk our legs in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Once our feet and shins hit the water, the fishes immediately started feasting. Burst of laughter at how ticklish it was couldn't be stopped. They were everywhere! Under your feet, behind your calves, at your toes and even between if they could. Nibble, nibble, nibble they were and each time they did that, they'd sent a little vibrating current. So, when there are 100 fishys nibbling away, it feels like a very comfortable pins and needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;True enough, after a minute or two, we got use to it. It helps to not look at the fishes cause that only makes it all the more ticklish. The hour passed by quickly but by then my back was aching as there was no backrest. The fuscia and turquoise cushions that they placed around was only good for the derier but not the back. So, off we went to rinse out feet and didn't really feel the difference immediately but saw how it had gone a shade whiter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I only realised how smooth my legs were after I had a shower. Smooth as silk...and not only that, my eczema scalps were gone leaving my usually scared area clean. Read more about it below. It's not just a therapy for vanity purposes, it really does have medicinal ailments. So, why not give it a go? It's nothing like Fear Factor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pjQgI3I/AAAAAAAACBU/5G9JX-Bhk7E/s1600-h/Garra+Rufa+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218609454217438066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pjQgI3I/AAAAAAAACBU/5G9JX-Bhk7E/s320/Garra+Rufa+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Map and contacts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pWHyguI/AAAAAAAACBE/FzO0xD6Mvxw/s1600-h/Garra+Rufa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218609450691232482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pWHyguI/AAAAAAAACBE/FzO0xD6Mvxw/s320/Garra+Rufa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; What is Garra Rufa (the fish)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pr01hGI/AAAAAAAACBM/Yx34A-6CuM4/s1600-h/Garra+Rufa+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218609456517317730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pr01hGI/AAAAAAAACBM/Yx34A-6CuM4/s320/Garra+Rufa+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; More questions and answers to ease your doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5p8xd3OI/AAAAAAAACBk/5F4QZHbgmm0/s1600-h/Garra+Rufa+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218609461066587362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5p8xd3OI/AAAAAAAACBk/5F4QZHbgmm0/s320/Garra+Rufa+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Discount and specials for the weekdays. Fish food for lunch hour anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4HyUyk93I/AAAAAAAACCE/bZpDqu_jhWs/s1600-h/New+Image9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219117579324684146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SG4HyUyk93I/AAAAAAAACCE/bZpDqu_jhWs/s320/New+Image9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Cleaning my leg with water to rid it of my precious body lotion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2105336097709129858?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2105336097709129858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2105336097709129858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2105336097709129858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2105336097709129858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/07/garra-rufa-fish-therapy-bangsar-baru.html' title='Garra Rufa Fish Therapy'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SGw5pyjwLJI/AAAAAAAACBc/QTljOL3H7A0/s72-c/Garra+Rufa+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-4346269946295880662</id><published>2008-06-24T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:10:58.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Girls Down from Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We're having some visitors over for the week. My bro from Australia has decided that if he's not going to be around to keep us company, he should send some of his GIRLFRIENDS from Australia to do just that. So, we will have the pleasure of entertaining some lovely friend's of his while he's travelling away in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's going to be a girly week for the girls and I while I bring them sighseeing and of course shopping and...not forgetting eatting. We've actually just had a delicious meal at Tropicana Golf and Country Resort's Japanese restaurant and stuffed ourselves silly. The dessert was super yummy-licious (Lychee Pannacota).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We then drove down to KL for some sight seeing, which turned out to be quite a breeze as the roads were free of traffic jams and congestion. Took them to take pictures at a very strategic location near the Menara Tan and Tan of the modern KLCC Twin Towers lighted in all it's silvery array- (but of course) and to the old Bangunan Sultan Abdul Aziz which stood in grand splendour of twinkling lights. It's really quite beautiful to see the lights in KL city on a cool night like this. I personally take for granted and haven't been so up-close to the historic building for a long time. But it's great to see our city from our tourist friend's eyes once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tomorrow it's going to be banana leave rice, the garra ruffa fish spa and boutique hopping...hope I don't over tire myself out.... as I've... got a shoot this Thursday! Will post the picture of my "advertisement" when it's out but not as yet ;) I'm still trying to get my hands on the McDonald's TV Commercial. Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes...more pictures coming up soon...like I mentioned, my camera's been in the dumps :( so patience be a virtue you shall have... at the mean time, just bare with my rumblings ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4346269946295880662?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4346269946295880662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4346269946295880662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4346269946295880662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4346269946295880662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/06/girls-down-from-downunder.html' title='Girls Down from Down Under'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-9012135751944876317</id><published>2008-06-23T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:48:00.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>2 Weddings, 1 Birthday and a Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No taboo in mentioning all the above together right? After all they are a part of life. Well, as a Christian, we embrace death as a "home coming" of sorts so there's really no fear in it. But it's inevitable and it will happen to all of us. So better still if you talk about it everyday and find out more. But if you've found the elixir of longevity...please share some with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, it was a busy weekend with so much to celebrate and yet the part that stung the most was a passing of a dear uncle. Mum and dad's really dear friend, Datuk B.K. Lim... he was an extrodinary nice man who always there for the family, travels, eats and dines a lot with us. I'd always remember his kindness. He was one of the head conchos in Sharp and during the days when Sharp use to sponsor Man U, he got my brother a David Beckham original jersey with the number "7" printed on it. Mum also said that everytime they traveled together, he would watch out for everyone's well being. It's so sad to have some one as nice as him pass on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But life goes on...so celebrating Yen's bday made us realise all the more that time's passing us by and that life is so precious. We will never grow younger so we're trying to embrace life, to make it count and live it to the fullest ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the weddings were fun. I even attended an Indian wedding this time round. First time ever for me. It was so flamboyant, colourful and full of culture. About 20 of us Chinese went Bollywood and had on a rainbow of saris. I was extremely blessed to have an ex colleague lend me hers and it was a beautiful shade of light gold. It was definately one cultural and interesting wedding to attend. Just makes me feel so ignorant for not having attend any after my 26 years as a Malaysian. But there's always a first ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Will post up pictures of the bday and wedding soon...my camera's been in the works so I've been relying on other people's stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-9012135751944876317?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/9012135751944876317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=9012135751944876317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9012135751944876317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9012135751944876317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-weddings-1-birthday-and-funeral.html' title='2 Weddings, 1 Birthday and a Funeral'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-6229783430278677571</id><published>2008-06-08T19:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:04.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beauty Regime'/><title type='text'>A morning at the Hammam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRcNRDOLI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TDRbbP6jhWc/s1600-h/Image138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258886534924548274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRcNRDOLI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TDRbbP6jhWc/s320/Image138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Interesting. I read up on it but still it really was such an unexpected experience. Overall the massage was the best of the lot even though it was done by a local Indian girl, Rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he Hammam, a quiet retreat away, hidden on the 3rd floor of a high-end shopping center (Bangsar Village 2, 3rd Floor) except for the loud booming music and fitness instructors energetic shouts from the neighbouring gym. They really should have sound-proofed the spa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was a well decorated spa with domed shaped window, doors and ceilings that propels you into another country the minute you step in. I felt like Princess Jasmine in Aladdin minus the flying carpet. The waiting area looked really cozy lighted with table candles and some tea light candles giving the whole atmosphere a really warm and serene ambience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;First up was the normal changing into bath robes that was probably the most common things in most spas but the following was an eye opening experience. Step in to the world of Hammam...it's not about the massage and it also isn't about the scrubs cause that's actually known as the Gommage (you'll see this word on some of your facial scrubs as well). The Hammam takes you into a steam room (but not the ones you can't even see your fingers when you you stretch your hands out) that has a tub filled with warm water. I hardly saw any steam but the walls were hot and the marble slabs I was sitting on was hot but there was a rubber mat lining to sit on. This is where it takes place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hammam- Turkish Bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was so not prepared for this. I mean, yar I heard you when you said, Turkish Bath, but I thought I was going to be taught what to do and then do it myself. Yar, you can scrub and put mask on me which most masseurs in spas do but bath me!?! A friendly Moroccan lady literally showered me and soaped me in a special black soap in this warm dome-like steam room. The black soap was left to seep into my skin as it was suppose to open up the pores. I felt like the freshie in a new school and thought back on those empress in the olden chinese days being showered by their maid maidens. My cheeks flushed pink...well from the hot steam la...what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gommage- Body Scrub and Mask&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Aside from that out-of-this-country experience, I enjoyed the following which was the scrub thoroughly. This happens in the next room where you lie on a bed-like marble slab. The hand mit that Moroccan Lady used was so rough, it removed layers of dead skin from my body which she later showered off with more warm water. I felt like I had baby smooottthhh skin after the thorough scrub. Then it was back to the steam room to let the mask soak into my freshly exfoliated skin. The mask was a bit dissapointing though as it wasn't as thick, creamy and luxurious like I thought it would be. Instead, Moroccan lady poured a bottle of powder into a bowl mixed with water and slathered on some thinly diluted mud all over. Again, I was left to sit in the steam bath which became kinda tiring after a while cause I coulnd't lean back onto the hot walls. I wonder whether I was allowed to lie down, but typically, I don't do what I am not told to be allowed. Then it was shower time again, but now she rinses my head and hair with shampoo and even conditions it for me. And for the final round, baths me in shower gel to prep me for the massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Massage in Cedar Aromatherapy Oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I get dressed in my rob again and return to the relax area to see a hot cuppa Moroccan Mint Tea waiting for me. It's apparently good for blood circulation and digestion so I drink it up. I'm then ushered into a small room through one of the many dome shaped doors where I get my much needed relaxation massage. I was kinda disapointed that it was a typical aromatherapy massage with a local masseurs. I was hoping for something as different after experiencing the Turkish Bath but the quality of the massage was two-thumbs-up! My therapist was strong, steady and definately well trained. The best part was that they provided hair dryers for you to dry your hair after the massage is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To sum it all, the Turkish Bath alike the Turkish Delight, sounds delightful but is on par with their outcome unless you enjoy having some unknown someone showering you. The Gommage really stripped of a whole awful layer of deadskin and left me feeling so very soft (but that saying, the steaming in the Turkish Bath probably helped this step) and the massage was really good in standards but a bit too similar to traditional aromatherapy Thai massage. But still, the bath is a must try. After all, my Moroccan lady friend tells me that "All the people in Morocco go for Turkish Bath. Very Popular!!" I say, great "Hen's night" present or for "Honey Mooners "but a little too daring for a routined Sunday morning. Even my Brazillian wax didn't churn out anything that unexpecting but this was just...well, for lack of words- an experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvE_48qZoI/AAAAAAAAB7w/-jIf-iL0aUI/s1600-h/mc4+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209473995881735810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvE_48qZoI/AAAAAAAAB7w/-jIf-iL0aUI/s320/mc4+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; An introduction into what the Hammam is about. Top picture is a brightly lit waiting area that was quite dark throughout my visit. Bottom picture is the water basin that collects the hot water that is use for the showers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvE_e2h2wI/AAAAAAAAB7o/zE0a_bRc_4g/s1600-h/mc4+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209473988876688130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvE_e2h2wI/AAAAAAAAB7o/zE0a_bRc_4g/s320/mc4+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The Hammam Treats and Harem Treats...give it a try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGAl2IOBI/AAAAAAAAB74/7dHakp87UxY/s1600-h/mc4+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209475107445553170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGAl2IOBI/AAAAAAAAB74/7dHakp87UxY/s320/mc4+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Treats for the women...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGBH3MOVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/KJ0aKyfzGFY/s1600-h/mc4+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209475116576815442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGBH3MOVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/KJ0aKyfzGFY/s320/mc4+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Treats for the men...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGBkRsy8I/AAAAAAAAB8I/CutBG6__-4o/s1600-h/mc4+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209475124204194754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGBkRsy8I/AAAAAAAAB8I/CutBG6__-4o/s320/mc4+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Special packages...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGB3vWojI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/88FmTzrp5gM/s1600-h/mc4+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209475129428845106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGB3vWojI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/88FmTzrp5gM/s320/mc4+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SEvGCSl9OzI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/_I-xdLsYQs4/s1600-h/mc4+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Father's Day packages...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRbgyh9WI/AAAAAAAADDA/TckHb9JDCpA/s1600-h/Image136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258886522985379170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRbgyh9WI/AAAAAAAADDA/TckHb9JDCpA/s320/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRb6DScbI/AAAAAAAADDI/4VIwf-x8XQk/s1600-h/Image137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258886529766551986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRb6DScbI/AAAAAAAADDI/4VIwf-x8XQk/s320/Image137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-6229783430278677571?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6229783430278677571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=6229783430278677571&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6229783430278677571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6229783430278677571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/06/morning-at-hammam.html' title='A morning at the Hammam...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SPtRcNRDOLI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TDRbbP6jhWc/s72-c/Image138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-3377706832897924479</id><published>2008-06-07T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:19:00.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beauty Regime'/><title type='text'>Hammam Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, I can't say just yet how it went cause I'll be heading over there tomorrow to finally get my well waited massage. So I'll let you know soon. But at the mean time...Yay, can't wait! Blissful weekend is what every weekend should be like. I think I'm going to really enjoy it after hearing what my friends have said about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Their tag line &lt;em&gt;"A town is incomplete without a Hammam"&lt;/em&gt; speaks a lot for itself and what I should be expecting tomorrow, which is nothing less than..good stuff!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hammam? What's that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Taken from &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hammamspa.ca/"&gt;www.hammamspa.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hammam means "spreader of warmth" is a centuries-old Turkish bath. It is the word given to the sensual bathing retreat that evolved over thousand of years and traces its roots back to the Roman Thermae. Circling time and place, these traditions can still be experienced in many natural hot springs of Turkey, Tunisia, Spain, and Morocco,and have now found a home in our present day HAMMAM. Hammam Spa is a holistic day spa offering a wide range of services and treatments which are unique in concept. Hammam Spa infuses old world traditional treatments with modern day services, offering the highest quality facilities, products, and spa treatments within a breathtaking and innovative environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Check out their website at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hammambaths.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.hammambaths.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;. They are at Bangsar Village 2. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3377706832897924479?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3377706832897924479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3377706832897924479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3377706832897924479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3377706832897924479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/06/hammam-experience.html' title='Hammam Experience'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-8702905004192774823</id><published>2008-05-29T14:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:06.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Fashion Style'/><title type='text'>A sleeping matter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUfI/AAAAAAAAB3o/dKThRBOdAHY/s1600-h/pa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689144202252786" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="151" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUfI/AAAAAAAAB3o/dKThRBOdAHY/s320/pa1.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUeI/AAAAAAAAB3g/eZ6lNka7q9I/s1600-h/pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689144202252770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUeI/AAAAAAAAB3g/eZ6lNka7q9I/s320/pa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SsxtIUhI/AAAAAAAAB34/_aOjn1Cs22c/s1600-h/pa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689148497220114" style="CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SsxtIUhI/AAAAAAAAB34/_aOjn1Cs22c/s320/pa2.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SyhtIUjI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Z-AUBx0poKE/s1600-h/pa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689247281467954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SyhtIUjI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Z-AUBx0poKE/s320/pa5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I’ve got a confession. I’ve been sleeping with my favorite designer for years. But sadly, he’s been sleeping around with many other women too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m talking about Peter Alexander, the Australian lad whose designer jammies literally make you feel like you’re in dream land. Most people don’t revere Australian designers because unlike the mass brands from the UK and US, the Ausies have managed to hibernate and survive on their own- within their continent. I was fortunate enough to have studied in the land down under and very quickly fell asleep with the brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really knows how to tickle my fancy with his quirky and colourful array of comfy sleep wear. He’s got the right mix of the urban chic with his innate ability to create cute and sexy collections that do not go overboard. A plus point for goody-two-shoes like me lies in the fact that they are also not as wild and raunchy. You’ll find more sensible, down to earth assembles in easy cotton, silk and terry compare to the overly seductive lingerie that usually comes in lace, nettings and sultry satin. Peter with his healthy sense of humor, usually injects a lot of fun into his seasonal collections with endearing punch lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that said, he also has serious stuff that mean business. My all time favorite would be the look-a-like boyfriend’s work shirts which incites a subtle tease to the otherwise common pin-stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wonder why I even bother dressing to sleep at all. Well, to me, it’s merely personal preference. Some people rest on their Laurels, I prefer my P.A. So, the next time you’re Awake or your Eyes Wide Shut, it’ll come to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SyhtIUkI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/I0xOspRPIBQ/s1600-h/pa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689247281467970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SyhtIUkI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/I0xOspRPIBQ/s320/pa6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SsxtIUiI/AAAAAAAAB4A/CamRiZk_Qrk/s1600-h/pa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689148497220130" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="153" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SsxtIUiI/AAAAAAAAB4A/CamRiZk_Qrk/s320/pa4.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUgI/AAAAAAAAB3w/JCirP_ukekE/s1600-h/pa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689144202252802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUgI/AAAAAAAAB3w/JCirP_ukekE/s320/pa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SyhtIUlI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/MvaiEeCHYcQ/s1600-h/pa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205689247281467986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SyhtIUlI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/MvaiEeCHYcQ/s320/pa7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, you think you walk and talk fashion, huh? Well, you ain't no fashionista till you sleep in fashion! Check it out at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peteralexander.com.au/"&gt;http://www.peteralexander.com.au/&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/30694940-8702905004192774823?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8702905004192774823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8702905004192774823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8702905004192774823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8702905004192774823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleeping-matter.html' title='A sleeping matter...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SD5SshtIUfI/AAAAAAAAB3o/dKThRBOdAHY/s72-c/pa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-1370398806825742625</id><published>2008-05-21T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:04:02.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Triangle of Life</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why I feel so affected by China's recent earthquake. I think age is definately catching up and I want my life to be more than food, clothes and material things. Just watching Narnia the other day made me feel teary during some of the scenes. You do know that Narnia is written by a Christian writer right? And that it runs parellel with the Bible? Well, I'll blog about that later. For now, I got this interesting forwarded email from a friend about how to survive an earthquake. I'm sure many would have gotten this in light of the recent disaster. Just like others, I'm just spreading the word. Please read on... or pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTRACT FROM DOUG COPP'S ARTICLE ON THE: 'TRIANGLE OF LIFE'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My name is Doug Copp. I am the Rescue Chief and Disaster Manager of theAmerican Rescue Team International (ARTI), the world's most experiencedrescue team. The information in this article will save lives in an earthquake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have crawled inside 875 collapsed buildings, worked with rescue teamsfrom 60 countries, founded rescue teams in several countries, and I am amember of many rescue teams from many countries. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was the United Nations expert in Disaster Mitigation for two years. Ihave worked at every major disaster in the world since 1985, except forsimultaneous disasters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first building I ever crawled inside of was a school in Mexico Cityduring the 1985 earthquake. Every child was under its desk. Every childwas crushed to the thickness of their bones. They could have survived by lying down next to their desks in the aisles. It was obscene, unnecessary andI wondered why the children were not in the aisles. I didn't at the timeknow that the children were told to hide under something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simply stated, when buildings collapse, the weight of the ceilingsfalling upon the objects or furniture inside crushes these objects, leaving aspace or void next to them. This space is what I call the 'triangle of life'.The larger the object, the stronger, the less it will compact. The less theobject compacts, the larger the void, the greater the probability thatthe person who is using this void for safety will not be injured. The nexttime you watch collapsed buildings, on television, count the 'triangles' yousee formed. They are everywhere. It is the most common shape, you will see,in a collapsed building.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TIPS FOR EARTHQUAKE SAFETY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Most everyone who simply 'ducks and covers' WHEN BUILDINGS COLLAPSE are crushed to death. People who get under objects, like desks or cars, are crushed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Cats, dogs and babies often naturally curl up in the fetal position.You should too in an earthquake. It is a natural safety/survival instinct. You can survive in a smaller void. Get next to an object, next to a sofa, next to a large bulky object that will compress slightly but leave a void next to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) Wooden buildings are the safest type of construction to be in duringan earthquake. Wood is flexible and moves with the force of the earthquake.If the wooden building does collapse, large survival voids are created.Also, the wooden building has less concentrated, crushing weight. Brickbuildings will break into individual bricks. Bricks will cause many injuries butless squashed bodies than concrete slabs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) If you are in bed during the night and an earthquake occurs, simplyroll off the bed. A safe void will exist around the bed. Hotels can achieve amuch greater survival rate in earthquakes, simply by posting a sign on The back of the door of every room telling occupants to lie down on the floor, next to the bottom of the bed during an earthquake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) If an earthquake happens and you cannot easily escape by getting outthe door or window, then lie down and curl up in the fetal position next toa sofa, or large chair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) Most everyone who gets under a doorway when buildings collapse iskilled. How? If you stand under a doorway and the doorjamb falls forward orbackward you will be crushed by the ceiling above. If the door jam falls sideways you will be cut in half by the doorway. In either case, you will be killed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) Never go to the stairs. The stairs have a different 'moment offrequency' (they swing separately from the main part of the building).The stairs and remainder of the building continuously bump into eachother until structural failure of the stairs takes place. The people who geton stairs before they fail are chopped up by the stair treads - horriblymutilated. Even if the building doesn't collapse, stay away from thestairs. The stairs are a likely part of the building to be damaged. Even if thestairs are not collapsed by the earthquake, they may collapse later whenoverloaded by fleeing people. They should always be checked for safety,even when the rest of the building is not damaged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) Get Near the Outer Walls Of Buildings Or Outside Of Them If Possible- It is much better to be near the outside of the building rather thanthe interior. The farther inside you are from the outside perimeter of thebuilding the greater the probability that your escape route will be blocked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9) People inside of their vehicles are crushed when the road above fallsin an earthquake and crushes their vehicles; which is exactly what happenedwith the slabs between the decks of the Nimitz Freeway. The victims ofthe San Francisco earthquake all stayed inside of their vehicles. They wereall killed. They could have easily survived by getting out and sitting orlying next to their vehicles. Everyone killed would have survived if they hadbeen able to get out of their cars and sit or lie next to them. All thecrushed cars had voids 3 feet high next to them, except for the cars that hadcolumns fall directly across them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10) I discovered, while crawling inside of collapsed newspaper officesand other offices with a lot of paper, that paper does not compact.Large voids are found surrounding stacks of paper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread the word and save someone's life... The Entire world isexperiencing natural calamities so be prepared!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'We are but angels with one wing, it takes two to fly'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In 1996 we made a film, which proved my survival methodology to becorrect. The Turkish Federal Government, City of Istanbul , University ofIstanbul Case Productions and ARTI cooperated to film this practical, scientifictest. We collapsed a school and a home with 20 mannequins inside. Tenmannequins did 'duck and cover,' and ten mannequins I used in my'triangle of life' survival method. After the simulated earthquake collapse wecrawled through the rubble and entered the building to film and document theresults. The film, in which I practiced my survival techniques underdirectly observable, scientific conditions , relevant to building collapse, showed there would have been zero percent survival for those doing duckand cover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There would likely have been 100 percent survivability for people usingmy method of the 'triangle of life.' This film has been seen by millionsof viewers on television in Turkey and the rest of Europe , and it was seenin the USA , Canada and Latin America on the TV program Real TV &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-1370398806825742625?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1370398806825742625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=1370398806825742625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1370398806825742625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1370398806825742625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/triangle-of-life.html' title='Triangle of Life'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-2619741473921606885</id><published>2008-05-16T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:32:41.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Make your life count!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you read the morning papers? Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was just reading the papers today and I couldn't help but feel so extremely sad at the earthquake in China and cyclone Nagris in Myanmar. I had tears threathening their exit at the corner of my eyes as I read about the 3 year old girl caught in the rubble that got saved after being stuck in the rubble for more than two days because her parent's (dead) body protected her. The rescuers couldn't remove the rubble immediately so they gave her bread and milk through some cracks. I'm quite a dreamer so I'm imagining the rescue soldiers coaxing her to not cry, telling her to eat, sheltering the hole with an umbrella when the rain fell, comforting her with words of kindness... After that I just burst out into torrent of tears and couldn't continue reading. It was just too painful. I know some of us might feel indifferent to the situation so far away from us. But if we were to pause for a second to realise how blessed we are to be so well while 15,000 people have died and 25, 000 are still stuck in rubble, then only do we realise that we are in a priviledge position to be of help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this, search rescues are still going on and time is running short. I feel helpless but I just bowed my head and prayed. It's easy to take for granted that we woke up today and got on as usual with our lives but somewhere on this planet another human being just like us is in need. A need to be rescued, a need for medical aid, a need for food, shelter, clothes and a place to stay. I take for granted that it will never happen to us. Malaysia's too far away from earthquakes and cyclones. But with the changing of the world climate (watch The Inconvenient Truth), I'm not too sure anymore. But I know that this has made me realise that I'm bless to be alive, to be whole. I'm blessed to be here in Malaysia and because of that, I can lend a helping hand. How can we help? We're so far away? I've researched on some of the aids that Malaysia and other organisations are sending to Myanmar and China. Many organisations have been put into place to facilitate aid to these places. Please, you're never to young (or to old) to give. Just as much as God has blessed us abundantly, it's our priviledge to give back to his people. It's not the amount that counts, it's your thought, sympathy and kindness that will go a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you, after reading this or seeing all the news in the papers and on TV but don't feel a thing and not feel compelled to do anyting, I would suggest a health check on your heart. There's no weakness in compassion and no shame in crying for people in trouble although you don't even know them. All I can say is, make your life count and make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some organisations that have set up funds for donations online:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystar.com.my/donation/myanmar/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Myanmar Relief Fund&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(through The Star Newspaper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mercy.org.my/main/latestupdates/latestupdates/mercymalaysiaappeal.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mercy Malaysia Myanmar Relief Fund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://ssl.charityweb.net/mercycorps/giftbasket/donation.htm?pDonorIntent=&amp;amp;Custom16=5,1&amp;amp;Custom15=1062&amp;amp;Custom17=1863997f3d3be9cf2b9a893fc1d258fd&amp;amp;__utma=120329236.1708728933.1210926233.1210926233.1210926233.1&amp;amp;__utmb=1&amp;amp;__utmc=120329236&amp;amp;__utmx=-&amp;amp;__utmz=120329236.1210926233.1.1.utmccn%3D(referral)%7Cutmcsr%3Darchives.thestar.com.my%7Cutmcct%3D%2Flast365days%2Fdefault.aspx%7Cutmcmd%3Dreferral&amp;amp;__utmv=-&amp;amp;__utmk=89925916"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;China Relief Fund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(through Mercy Corps)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To China and Myanmar, my heart goes out to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2619741473921606885?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2619741473921606885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2619741473921606885&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2619741473921606885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2619741473921606885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-your-life-count.html' title='Make your life count!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-4333283028679634753</id><published>2008-05-14T16:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:07.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Fashion Style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Beauty Regime'/><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;While reading Marie Claire Malaysia this month (May 08), I came across the Editor, Mindy Teh's Letter to the readers. In it she talked about Audrey Hepburn's Secret To Great Beauty. She reminded me once again what beauty means through the mantra written by the legandary beauty's grandad. It goes like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For poise, walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;People, more than thing, have to be restored, renewed, revived, revived, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As you grow older; you will discover that you have two hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, a place where love resides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a women is reflected in her soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqnYBlJiHI/AAAAAAAAB1g/U7zC9r4IZls/s1600-h/Sze+Audrey+Hepburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200152750935607410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqnYBlJiHI/AAAAAAAAB1g/U7zC9r4IZls/s320/Sze+Audrey+Hepburn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; I heart Audrey Hepburn and her classic beauty. Impersonation of the legend. Taken during an Estee Lauder annual dinner as old as gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4333283028679634753?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4333283028679634753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4333283028679634753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4333283028679634753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4333283028679634753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqnYBlJiHI/AAAAAAAAB1g/U7zC9r4IZls/s72-c/Sze+Audrey+Hepburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-5819620364392062991</id><published>2008-05-14T15:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:08.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gracie's early bday celebration before she flies off this weekend. We went to Red Box Karaoke in Sunway Pyramid for some lala time. Coincidently, I HAD a really bad sorethroat. Sucks! But it was a birthday party and we had lots of fun, if not singing then just celebrating Grace's coming of age. Really thank God for her and for how we've managed to stay so close despite the distance and despite her ignoring me for a whole year in Perth while I WAS studying there. Well, let by-gones be just that. Forgiveness is afterall the key message in the Bible- not?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The swordfighting was a way of killing all the evils of the pass and bringing forth redemption in Grace's new life. Of course that was on top of all the childish acts of display that was prepetuated by Daniel's Toys r' Us foam swords. And there was the red fire engine cap that incited some excitement amongst the guys towards which the hottest girls in town managed to pull off some very cute poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But at the heart of it, we were just a bunch of sing-song lunatics that was out to enjoy the company of our friends. As usual the night always unfolds it's own unexpected picnic mat of suprises and in our case, some gatecrashers ended the fun just as we were picking up momentum. That is one never ending conversation for those who were there for a very long time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139221788624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbEhlJh4I/AAAAAAAABzo/F5Gs0PGLWVo/s320/n535840198_1215491_2419.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Songstres in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139221788624786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbEhlJh5I/AAAAAAAABzw/zPVvSBONgq4/s320/n535840198_1215478_8593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Somebody save me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrBlJh9I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ZTLmgxlt4dw/s1600-h/n535840198_1215509_8624.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139883213588434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrBlJh9I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ZTLmgxlt4dw/s320/n535840198_1215509_8624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; SY and his sword bitting stunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139883213588450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrBlJh-I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/x0ZJ_pHjJ_E/s320/n535840198_1215506_7599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Someones got a big sword ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139883213588466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrBlJh_I/AAAAAAAAB0g/GVUVIcTjp3A/s320/n535840198_1215514_347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Guess who?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrRlJiAI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Bdh1ntLK4tk/s1600-h/n535840198_1215547_7783.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139887508555778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrRlJiAI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Bdh1ntLK4tk/s320/n535840198_1215547_7783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Joanne the super scary tai-ka-che.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrRlJiBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/H0wUL7al1bs/s1600-h/n535840198_1215571_6026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139887508555794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbrRlJiBI/AAAAAAAAB0w/H0wUL7al1bs/s320/n535840198_1215571_6026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A groupie hug shot before SY leaves to bed early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbExlJh6I/AAAAAAAABz4/l_WWpfTeMYw/s1600-h/n535840198_1215480_9416.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139226083592098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbExlJh6I/AAAAAAAABz4/l_WWpfTeMYw/s320/n535840198_1215480_9416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Coolest daddy-to-be Adrian and Daniel still at it. Who's the kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbExlJh7I/AAAAAAAAB0A/b_DbW7HpQU0/s1600-h/n535840198_1215505_7175.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139226083592114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbExlJh7I/AAAAAAAAB0A/b_DbW7HpQU0/s320/n535840198_1215505_7175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; And the party goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbFBlJh8I/AAAAAAAAB0I/bJrXhuBw3Os/s1600-h/n535840198_1215520_2335.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200139230378559426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbFBlJh8I/AAAAAAAAB0I/bJrXhuBw3Os/s320/n535840198_1215520_2335.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; One is never enough... ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-5819620364392062991?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5819620364392062991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=5819620364392062991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5819620364392062991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5819620364392062991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-grace.html' title='Happy Birthday Grace!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqbEhlJh4I/AAAAAAAABzo/F5Gs0PGLWVo/s72-c/n535840198_1215491_2419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-4553609494325713834</id><published>2008-05-14T15:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:25:36.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nail Art'/><title type='text'>Nailing It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh I'm flattered. I thought nobody ever reads boring blogs like mine that go on and on about my boring escapades in little Malaysia. But guess they do. And how nice! So, you 're wondering, what the heck am I going on about? You see, since I've written recently about my nail art, I've got some really interesting response from people who wanted to get their nails done. And it's nice to know that I'm not alone in this web world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your interest is what keeps my boring blogging going. So, thanksss :) I like!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;More nail art coming up at &lt;a href="http://www.snailze.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.snailze.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4553609494325713834?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4553609494325713834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4553609494325713834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4553609494325713834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4553609494325713834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/nailing-it.html' title='Nailing It!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-7130274195935964778</id><published>2008-05-14T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:09.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings...'/><title type='text'>Perth People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Somehow it was a meeting of sorts with everyone hailing from the reputably boring state in Australia (Perth lar!). I studied there, Grace migrated there, the rest were born there, bred there...and blah there. They were here for a friend's wedding. So, this matrimonious event doesn't only bring the bride and groom closer but magnatizes everyone from the globe to the core center of the event which in this case was MALAYSIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We went to their friend's pub (Hana Pub in Sri Hartamas) which was not typically my type of hangout joint. Overly matured, receeding hairline, male dominated crowd is so not my piece of cake or cuppa coffee? But nonetheless Grace insisted on meeting her friends there. So off we went just for a chitter-chatter. Somehow the night always turns out unexpectedly. It was a nice encounter meeting people that were from my ex company (radio stations red 104.9 and 988). Small world indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200128561679796050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYBlJh1I/AAAAAAAABzQ/fpuxwe9Ya50/s320/n535840198_1215256_9495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Having as much fun with Grace before she leaves. Me missing you already soulja gurl!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYBlJh0I/AAAAAAAABzI/KeSHTkcfOw4/s1600-h/n535840198_1215255_9198.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200128561679796034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYBlJh0I/AAAAAAAABzI/KeSHTkcfOw4/s320/n535840198_1215255_9198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Graces friend Alex that we went all the way to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYBlJh2I/AAAAAAAABzY/YBG5XX5kqhs/s1600-h/n535840198_1215257_9800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200128561679796066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYBlJh2I/AAAAAAAABzY/YBG5XX5kqhs/s320/n535840198_1215257_9800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; All hail Perth-ians...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200128557384828722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRXxlJhzI/AAAAAAAABzA/QAWGgzQXHoY/s320/n535840198_1215251_8313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; More...and some new friends who happen to be working in Red104.9 and 988.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200128565974763378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYRlJh3I/AAAAAAAABzg/JH1jd33epSM/s320/n535840198_1215261_911.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; And more... assembled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-7130274195935964778?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/7130274195935964778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=7130274195935964778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7130274195935964778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7130274195935964778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/perth-people.html' title='Perth People'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqRYBlJh1I/AAAAAAAABzQ/fpuxwe9Ya50/s72-c/n535840198_1215256_9495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-4653142407536224349</id><published>2008-05-10T03:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T03:10:54.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nail Art'/><title type='text'>Nail it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've recently been a good student and started going back for my manicure classes. Knowing that I've been way too occupied with my accessories business, I've felt gulity enough to resume classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, do hop on over and see my work of art on nails. I'm no Picasso or Monet and it's never going to be a Mona Lisa or Starry Starry Night but it's something to stare at, pretend you appreciate, (while rubbing your invisible moustache on your chin in- deep concentration)and well fake a nice comment. It might be worth a lot next time :) *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Check out some of it . I'm still in the midst of posting more pictures up. Let me know if you want me to &lt;a href="http://www.snailze.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4653142407536224349?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4653142407536224349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4653142407536224349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4653142407536224349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4653142407536224349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/nail-it.html' title='Nail it!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-5876654046949030664</id><published>2008-05-10T02:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:11.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Green Day 2?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Everytime Kev boy comes back, it's always an excuse to go drinking with him. We went to our usual, Laundry @ The Curve (Damansara Perdana) cause we thought it'd be nice to hang out but little did we know, the weather last week was killing hot and I regretted suggesting an ourdoor place. Besides, Laundry had no mist fans so the stifling heat made me all the hotter (no pun intended). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But after watching Al Gore's Inconvenient Truth (I'll blog about this soon), I've come to realise we can't complain about shitty weather anymore and that we're the cause of the weather becoming so unfriendly. So, want good weather, be nice to your planet, she's the only one we've got to live in. So, anyways, &lt;a href="http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-wanna-do-my-dirty-laundry.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Kev's in his "green" top and it feels like we're celebrating earth day all over again. We miss u Kev! Come back, come back! The grass is so much greener here *wink* ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Here's our little "hot" night out with the hottest hotties in town...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb3k8GZcI/AAAAAAAAByY/xqh_Nxrk7hw/s1600-h/n535840198_1185159_6900.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198451249003259330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb3k8GZcI/AAAAAAAAByY/xqh_Nxrk7hw/s320/n535840198_1185159_6900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Kev the man with the Long Islang tower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb308GZdI/AAAAAAAAByg/R1JP60EP-cM/s1600-h/n535840198_1185161_7536.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198451253298226642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb308GZdI/AAAAAAAAByg/R1JP60EP-cM/s320/n535840198_1185161_7536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah! Ice cold Long Island Tea...perfect for summer in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb4E8GZeI/AAAAAAAAByo/qvaWyNayYk8/s1600-h/n535840198_1185163_8164.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198451257593193954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb4E8GZeI/AAAAAAAAByo/qvaWyNayYk8/s320/n535840198_1185163_8164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A more sober picture thanks to the heat wave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb4U8GZfI/AAAAAAAAByw/W6lpDPSWx9U/s1600-h/n535840198_1185165_8752.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198451261888161266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb4U8GZfI/AAAAAAAAByw/W6lpDPSWx9U/s320/n535840198_1185165_8752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Gracie (from downunder) and Kev (from the US) cam whoring! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb4U8GZgI/AAAAAAAABy4/4cxXkYKICoo/s1600-h/n535840198_1185149_3722.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198451261888161282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb4U8GZgI/AAAAAAAABy4/4cxXkYKICoo/s320/n535840198_1185149_3722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Kev's room mate in the States and wifey...Mrs and Mr. Kee. Can't believe we met him when you guys got married and he's still a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-5876654046949030664?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5876654046949030664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=5876654046949030664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5876654046949030664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5876654046949030664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/green-day-2.html' title='Green Day 2?'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCSb3k8GZcI/AAAAAAAAByY/xqh_Nxrk7hw/s72-c/n535840198_1185159_6900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-9196089826721566507</id><published>2008-05-02T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:12.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday DT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We went to a nice Jap restaurant in Subang for Daniel's bday. For the life of me, I can't remember what it's call but I do remember that the food was really good. Awesome dragon roll and macha ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Subang was a choice cause it was a majority vote for those staying there. Yeah, I know, a little outta way for PJ folks but men know no boundaries when it comes to food. When I find out what it's called, I'll let you know. Oh dear, my short term memory is failing me...and so is my long term one. Oh no....Help!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195724911604238050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsR2rRhuI/AAAAAAAABxA/Wd1gp5zFhew/s320/n535840198_1103771_4782.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Cheersing with out green tea...Simon, this is like the second time you're doing it and I only just realise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsRWrRhsI/AAAAAAAABww/t9WGDS2kccg/s1600-h/n535840198_1103768_3891.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195724903014303426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsRWrRhsI/AAAAAAAABww/t9WGDS2kccg/s320/n535840198_1103768_3891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With the superstar of the night and his super ah beng sunnies. Ok ok...he had conjunctivitis. Fair enough. (I'm not making it up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195724911604238066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsR2rRhvI/AAAAAAAABxI/GXNu25HPsAc/s320/n535840198_1103775_5876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With the Advertlets team blowing out the candles. One year older, better be one year wiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsRmrRhtI/AAAAAAAABw4/5uBLPNPS7Z0/s1600-h/n535840198_1103770_4416.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195724907309270738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsRmrRhtI/AAAAAAAABw4/5uBLPNPS7Z0/s320/n535840198_1103770_4416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Goofing around with the silly Gracie...Kawaii des? It's the water in Australia, I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, while celebrating Daniel's becoming of age, we spend the whole night trying to analysis what kind of people we were attracted to using the styles of Japanese food as terms. Grace likes her sushi (she likes them raw and fresh) and Daniel likes his Wasabe (hot and spicy). Simon and I like our tepanyakis (Sizzling hot! Yeah baby!) And...Well, Josh probably likes his tempura. Go figure! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-9196089826721566507?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/9196089826721566507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=9196089826721566507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9196089826721566507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/9196089826721566507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-dt.html' title='Happy Birthday DT'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrsR2rRhuI/AAAAAAAABxA/Wd1gp5zFhew/s72-c/n535840198_1103771_4782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-123168947338306841</id><published>2008-05-02T17:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:14.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><title type='text'>May @ The Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nice cozy place at The Curve (Damansara Perdana) called The Apartment. Was with May (who was back from Singapore) for a drink with Leona (who's gone to Perth). Why's everyone leaving Malaysia? Come back...I promise to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to The Apartment, Food's not my favourite but the drinks are alright. How wrong can you get with soda mixed with syrup and ice? I suppose it's a comfortable place to hangout and chill but not one to recommend for a...meet the parent's night? But I love the decor. So cozy it actually feels like a real home. It's so comfy I wanna stay there... Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQGrRhgI/AAAAAAAABvQ/4DsnVcIL9EI/s1600-h/05022008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195719383981327874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQGrRhgI/AAAAAAAABvQ/4DsnVcIL9EI/s320/05022008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Wootsie Tootsie Maysie feeling at home. Well, Malaysia is still home right? Cause that's where all your favourite people (ppstt...like me) are ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQWrRhhI/AAAAAAAABvY/KVfYOAm0Qvw/s1600-h/05022008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195719388276295186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQWrRhhI/AAAAAAAABvY/KVfYOAm0Qvw/s320/05022008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The bar counter with a cottage looking storage above for drinks, sachets of coffee and tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQWrRhiI/AAAAAAAABvg/FSNISZwW4IU/s1600-h/05022008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195719388276295202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQWrRhiI/AAAAAAAABvg/FSNISZwW4IU/s320/05022008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Open space and lots of farbic furniture makes the place feel so homey. They even have orange horsies for the kids to well, horse around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195721458450531954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrpI2rRhnI/AAAAAAAABwI/UE5c8sDw_64/s320/05022008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; My rose ice tea that was blend...but refreshing. Good for a hot day out! More ice please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195721462745499266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrpJGrRhoI/AAAAAAAABwQ/z2SyB_6U8vg/s320/05022008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; May's soda with lime...was aw...alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195721462745499282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrpJGrRhpI/AAAAAAAABwY/7br8k6i2F-A/s320/05022008(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Fresh roses in a can...so English!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQmrRhjI/AAAAAAAABvo/v_aeUueOH2w/s1600-h/05022008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195719392571262514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQmrRhjI/AAAAAAAABvo/v_aeUueOH2w/s320/05022008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Lots of wooden furniture to match the cottage feel. It's one of those places you would love to snuggle up to in winter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195721454155564626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrpImrRhlI/AAAAAAAABv4/FR6ufQGP2Jw/s320/05022008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With Leona lounging and laughing (probably at May) on a comfy couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195723833567446706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrrTGrRhrI/AAAAAAAABwo/pp9XRQ-xBg0/s320/05022008(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With May may...spot the bookshelf full of books and there's also a stairs to go "upstairs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Will I go there again? Well, maybe, maybe not. If someone wanted to go over and I had not had lunch why not. But on freewill, nope. Just not accustomed to the spices and herbs they use. But if you're herbie, I'm sure you'll like it. Just personal preference BUTT...BUTT...I do like the decor AND...if you wanna eat, come to my apartment, I'll cook for you yar? Ta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-123168947338306841?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/123168947338306841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=123168947338306841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/123168947338306841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/123168947338306841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-apartment.html' title='May @ The Apartment'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrnQGrRhgI/AAAAAAAABvQ/4DsnVcIL9EI/s72-c/05022008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-3026272794281053413</id><published>2008-05-02T14:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:16.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Black Knight at Velvet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yeah! Party! Velvet was so fun especially since I brought childhood friend Grace (aka Yoke Peng) there for the night. She was bugging the h*** outta me for months since she's been holidaying in Malaysia to bring her out to party. Finally, the week came and she was down with a viral. Gosh! But we dragged her out nonetheless with the idea that the alcohol will disinfect it all! Guess what? It worked! Eureka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As for me. *Gulps* Guilt!! Guilt! Been partying too much. But well, it was time worth it since Grace got to meet some of the hottest guys in town that her friends from Australia are begging for her to bring home. All I can say is, well, if you want em, come and get em! Don't think they'd be leaving to go down under anytime soon cause it's sizzling hot in Malaysia on the hot-o-meter and it's not just the guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHGrRhbI/AAAAAAAABuo/pa7Lxy2lZ5g/s1600-h/n535840198_1155224_794.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195676348409021874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHGrRhbI/AAAAAAAABuo/pa7Lxy2lZ5g/s320/n535840198_1155224_794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Old school friends. Both of the best runners in high school. They are so hot, the training on track didn't go to waste. Better have good shoes boys ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHWrRhcI/AAAAAAAABuw/p42StyvQiPA/s1600-h/n535840198_1155260_3475.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195676352703989186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHWrRhcI/AAAAAAAABuw/p42StyvQiPA/s320/n535840198_1155260_3475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; My childhood friend! So glad you're back Peng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHWrRhdI/AAAAAAAABu4/ytMNJM0FAcc/s1600-h/n535840198_1155208_5756.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195676352703989202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHWrRhdI/AAAAAAAABu4/ytMNJM0FAcc/s320/n535840198_1155208_5756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Having a wild time with Simon Tan...brother from different parents. Tan(s) rule! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHmrRheI/AAAAAAAABvA/sfeHhc_qy3A/s1600-h/n535840198_1155204_4546.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195676356998956514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHmrRheI/AAAAAAAABvA/sfeHhc_qy3A/s320/n535840198_1155204_4546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; So hot but ...sigh...so taken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAH2rRhfI/AAAAAAAABvI/zrpyjWPM0X8/s1600-h/n535840198_1155269_6129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195676361293923826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAH2rRhfI/AAAAAAAABvI/zrpyjWPM0X8/s320/n535840198_1155269_6129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Taken, taken, taken and ....married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195674961134585218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBq-2WrRhYI/AAAAAAAABuQ/HsC8Tpjkzik/s320/n535840198_1155222_173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Hottest dude in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195674965429552530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBq-2mrRhZI/AAAAAAAABuY/Hj_mWXwSBvQ/s320/n535840198_1155263_4339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; I told you...he's mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBq-2GrRhWI/AAAAAAAABuA/fYUmMZ2yE3g/s1600-h/n535840198_1155200_3206.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195674956839617890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBq-2GrRhWI/AAAAAAAABuA/fYUmMZ2yE3g/s320/n535840198_1155200_3206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Malaysia's a great place to live in Gracie! Did I not list them out for you yet? And being single and available sure has a lot of benefit and perks! Think about it! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No more partying. Tonight will be a quiet one with wine...ahhh...bliss! It's going to be white and it's got to be chilly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBq-22rRhaI/AAAAAAAABug/9NmKhg4jtpM/s1600-h/n535840198_1155200_3206.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3026272794281053413?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3026272794281053413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3026272794281053413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3026272794281053413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3026272794281053413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/05/black-knight-at-velvet.html' title='Black Knight at Velvet'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SBrAHGrRhbI/AAAAAAAABuo/pa7Lxy2lZ5g/s72-c/n535840198_1155224_794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-3170569387433723291</id><published>2008-04-15T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:16.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Music...'/><title type='text'>Marie Digby Live in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SAOLFYKz1GI/AAAAAAAABtk/aWDPxT78uXc/s1600-h/Marie%2520-%2520Trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189144120164340834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SAOLFYKz1GI/AAAAAAAABtk/aWDPxT78uXc/s320/Marie%2520-%2520Trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Who? Don't worry. I asked the same question. But this sweet lass is not to be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;She's the newest chick in music-ville. Love her voice. Despite it's small range, it's sweet, clear and very mesmerising. I totally love her music for now (of course I still like Leona Lewis) but this new chick in town (and she's really coming to town) got it going to be a star. Love her fresh look too! She's so down to earth and simple. It's just such a different taste from all the typical super stardom looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Her song "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=df-lDx228C0&amp;amp;feature=user"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" really put a spell on me. I'm playing it again and again on You Tube. Sigh...I wish I could sing as well as her. Well, we get to see her real, close up soon thanks to Gap clothings. Details as below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie Digby Live in Malaysia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Wednesday, May 14, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8:00pm - 9:00pm&lt;br /&gt;Location: Grd Flr, One Utama New Wing (Near GAP outlet)&lt;br /&gt;City/Town: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ohhh... I can't wait for her to put a spell over you too! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3170569387433723291?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3170569387433723291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3170569387433723291&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3170569387433723291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3170569387433723291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/marie-digby-live-in-malaysia.html' title='Marie Digby Live in Malaysia'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SAOLFYKz1GI/AAAAAAAABtk/aWDPxT78uXc/s72-c/Marie%2520-%2520Trees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-6120431743424798349</id><published>2008-04-11T02:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:19.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Fashion Style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Gracie from Ausie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sound a bit doopy huh? Well, my friend Grace (Malaysian born Chinese who migrated to Perth but recides in Sydney and wants to stay in Canada.) is kinda like that. But that's what makes her so fun to be with. She's really so chirpy! What's to say about a girl who's been on holiday for almost three months, been to Japan and Europe and is now back to Malaysia before she returns to Sydney. Well traveled!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, of course I had to show her that Malaysia has it's days! Took her to &lt;strong&gt;Tea &amp;amp; Sympathy&lt;/strong&gt; in Bangsar, which at the moment is my favourite shop. You'll actually get to see some pictures of it here. A tourist has her rights to photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And also, I thought it cool to check out &lt;strong&gt;Cuppacakes or Wondermilk&lt;/strong&gt; as some fondly call it. They were in Damansara Utama. I've had their share of cup cakes before but I must say the place is pretty facinating. They were also the ones that we ordered Jeanine's mini cupcakes from for her birthday. See my &lt;a href="http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2007/09/jeanines-birthday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;older blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, both places are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Here's to all the nice little nooks and corners of Petaling Jaya that makes life a little more interesting. Give a visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuppacakes/ Wondermilk Cup Cakes Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684735838032994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5byB5XlGI/AAAAAAAABs0/ToRMCJPuNN0/s320/n535840198_1098002_4009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Outside at the entrance of the smoking section of Wondermilk/ Cuppacakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684735838032978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5byB5XlFI/AAAAAAAABss/Fm_YyQ3AX90/s320/n535840198_1097991_8788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; At the entrace inside the airconditoned non-smoking area with lots of hand designed poascards and art pieces for sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684396535616514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5beR5XlAI/AAAAAAAABsE/7EN8fTjtlHI/s320/n535840198_1097980_4851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The wonderful collage wal of modern sketches and street style "art". Very cool vibe of artistic talent on those walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683790945227714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5a7B5Xk8I/AAAAAAAABrk/Hr0bYZDivnU/s320/n535840198_1097975_3200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The counter at Cuppacakes. Everything including the candy jar looks so tempting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683799535162322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5a7h5Xk9I/AAAAAAAABrs/mDcKX6F_lYo/s320/n535840198_1097976_3500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Bite-size Cupcakes decorated onto a serving cake dish in their glass display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5a8h5Xk-I/AAAAAAAABr0/uo6V6wdhv7U/s1600-h/n535840198_1097978_4251.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683816715031522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5a8h5Xk-I/AAAAAAAABr0/uo6V6wdhv7U/s320/n535840198_1097978_4251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Cute cup cakes sole in a pack of 4 pieces. Awww, so sweet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684409420518466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5bfB5XlEI/AAAAAAAABsk/-7UhxGMsth0/s320/n535840198_1097985_6454.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Our order which did not include my delicious chicken sandwich and steaming hot coffex latte. They do serve light food aside from all the sweet mini cup cakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5byR5XlHI/AAAAAAAABs8/-R7fHtmU38I/s1600-h/n535840198_1097984_6139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684740133000306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5byR5XlHI/AAAAAAAABs8/-R7fHtmU38I/s320/n535840198_1097984_6139.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Guess what's in the silver box?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684744427967618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5byh5XlII/AAAAAAAABtE/d7sPzD1te1I/s320/n535840198_1097987_7090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Mini cuppacakes! So cute you'll find it too irrisistable to even nibble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684400830583826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5beh5XlBI/AAAAAAAABsM/hM3EDAYYimY/s320/n535840198_1097981_5167.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Another nook and corner of Cuppacakes that makes it so interesting. So retro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684405125551138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5bex5XlCI/AAAAAAAABsU/o3NfMWV-xJk/s320/n535840198_1097982_5524.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Taking a sip of my latte on a old fashioned couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187684409420518450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5bfB5XlDI/AAAAAAAABsc/sk7QGqQxgSQ/s320/n535840198_1097983_5829.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; How the store looks like from the inside looking out. They even planted two frangipani trees outfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tea &amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sympathy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Boutique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683322793792354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5afx5Xk2I/AAAAAAAABq0/vSYNKZ8pL8M/s320/n535840198_1097959_8489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Official logo of Tea &amp;amp; Sympathy boutique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5afx5Xk3I/AAAAAAAABq8/xgZdCkOoBB4/s1600-h/n535840198_1097963_9558.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683322793792370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5afx5Xk3I/AAAAAAAABq8/xgZdCkOoBB4/s320/n535840198_1097963_9558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A Victorian looking English couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5agB5Xk5I/AAAAAAAABrM/7M_l8kh_e4Y/s1600-h/n535840198_1097968_956.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683327088759698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5agB5Xk5I/AAAAAAAABrM/7M_l8kh_e4Y/s320/n535840198_1097968_956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Three stooges on the sweet baby blue couch in the boutique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5agB5Xk4I/AAAAAAAABrE/0SJUtWqeMGQ/s1600-h/n535840198_1097966_375.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683327088759682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5agB5Xk4I/AAAAAAAABrE/0SJUtWqeMGQ/s320/n535840198_1097966_375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Grace trying out at being a model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5agR5Xk6I/AAAAAAAABrU/INQlPucwm1E/s1600-h/n535840198_1097969_1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683331383727010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5agR5Xk6I/AAAAAAAABrU/INQlPucwm1E/s320/n535840198_1097969_1238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With Naomi, the owner of Tea &amp;amp; Sympathy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187683782355293106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5a6h5Xk7I/AAAAAAAABrc/3-p1xsEXv_g/s320/n535840198_1097972_2078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Bags of happiness. Look at the silhouette arts hand painted by the owner herself. Glee Grace and her finds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-6120431743424798349?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6120431743424798349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=6120431743424798349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6120431743424798349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6120431743424798349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/gracie-from-ausie-land.html' title='Gracie from Ausie'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_5byB5XlGI/AAAAAAAABs0/ToRMCJPuNN0/s72-c/n535840198_1098002_4009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2196672161722701361</id><published>2008-04-07T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:57:07.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Review'/><title type='text'>I'm lovin' it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Hey, did you happen to be in a McDonald's advertisement on TV?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes! And if you happen to see it, please somebody record it for me so that I can see my few seconds of fame! Well, at least those few seconds were recognisable enough. I'm still trying to figure out how I can get a hand on that ad copy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Catch it during those prime TV hours. Some friends caught it on ESPN on Astro and NTV 7 on local. It'll be around for a while, I think. So, go see me eat burger. I ate quite a few for that single take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2196672161722701361?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2196672161722701361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2196672161722701361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2196672161722701361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2196672161722701361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-lovin-it.html' title='I&apos;m lovin&apos; it!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-3752637098303266476</id><published>2008-04-04T12:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:19.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sze Accessories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Fashion Style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Tea &amp; Sympathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SAOLyoKz1HI/AAAAAAAABts/GdMNAXmzO-A/s1600-h/Tea%2B%2526%2BSympathy%2BLogo%2B-FA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189144897553421426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SAOLyoKz1HI/AAAAAAAABts/GdMNAXmzO-A/s320/Tea%2B%2526%2BSympathy%2BLogo%2B-FA1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My dear friend Naomi finally realised her dreams by starting a new boutique called Tea &amp;amp; Sympathy. Love that name. It just rolls of the tongue so smoothly. It's really a dainty shop on the 2nd floor (above Cat's Whiskers in Jalan Telawi 2, Bangsar). I went there at 10pm the other night, right after she her closing (closes at 9pm) and got VIP treatment! Ha! Friends with benefit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shop till I LITERALLY dropped. When I got home I went straight to bed and slept like a baby. Well, I won't tell you what I purchased but one of it is on her website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teasympathy.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.teasympathy.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so go check it out and go, try figure. Needless to say, I feel so guilty now for spending so much! But her things are really unique and I had to grab them before other people did, right? She's got this knack for picking things that look horrible on the hanger but looks great on you. And she believes in giving her customers value for money. Nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;At the moment, her store is still in the works and has been up for only a week so you'll probably find it a little empty but she's already got all her sourcing trips coming up and she will be adding on lots of new stuff. It's very spaces so you feel really comfortable shopping there. Oh, and did I also say that she was so kind to let me display my Sze Accessories jewelry there was well? Yup, you can find a range of my jewelry too. And I've also written more on this consignment on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.szeaccessories.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sze Accessories Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;. Visit! Visit! Visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I heart! You will too. So, please pay her a visit, ok? She says it's lonely up there (well, that's what you get for being a boss...hehehe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;P.S- Will post my shopping pictures up for you also...hhehehe...midnight shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3752637098303266476?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3752637098303266476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3752637098303266476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3752637098303266476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3752637098303266476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/04/tea-sympathy.html' title='Tea &amp; Sympathy'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SAOLyoKz1HI/AAAAAAAABts/GdMNAXmzO-A/s72-c/Tea%2B%2526%2BSympathy%2BLogo%2B-FA1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-6220507177775819817</id><published>2008-03-31T09:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:03:34.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Awake in the dental chair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No it was not the partying that gave me a toothache, neither was it the fiery ranting in the previous blog either. This nagging toothache has been around for too long. I found out that too much chocolates and ice cream causes tooth aches ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Trouble is, it hurt so much to clean it the first time and re-patch it back that I've been procrastinating for almost a year. And I'm not of those who visit the dentist every 6 months for scalling. I was scared!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;This time round, the kind dentist said she would give me a jab but that freaked me out even more? HUH? Jab? Doesn't that hurt even more? It didn't hurt a bit and it lessens the pain. It also makes you feel a bit retarded cause it's sort of freezes your mouth muscles and it was so numb, I couldn't move one side of my mouth. So, when I was asked to gargle, I couldn't. (See, appreciate the use of those muscles around your whole mouth that allows you to smile.) I just sucked in water and spat it out. Couldn't do the gargling motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, you think it didn't hurt? Well, it did to a certain extend cause I had an apparently huge and deep decay that was only spoted after an x-ray (yeah! they have these kinda machines in the clinics now). And that was probably why it hurt so much when the drilling went in deeper. Ouch! Of course, I was squirming! Who wouldn't be? Felt like I actually knew how Jude Law in the show Awake felt. The soothing music oozing out from the wireless headphones was putting me to sleep. And my neon orange sunglasses, so uber cool! Ouch, I can feel something...Wait...Why is there still pain after the jab?! Hahahaha...I can feel it and I'm wide awake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But that's me exaggerating. I'm sure my "pain tolerence is so low" quote, my boyfriend. Thanks dude. He was there and he went to see the dentist as well. And he's got to do some fillings too. But you see, he never had any toothache, I've had mind for a year. So symptoms differ. Go get your yearly check ups. Don't procrastinate, it's not good for your stomach. Well, the bacteria in your mouth has been found to cause stomach cancer. Scary? So much scarier than the dental chair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Call, iSmile (same row as Maybank in Damansara Utama) for your appointment now. Dr. Jean's got the be the best dentist around town. Give Elaine a call for an appointment at +6 03 7727 2135 or visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ismile.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.ismile.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; for more info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-6220507177775819817?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6220507177775819817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=6220507177775819817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6220507177775819817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6220507177775819817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/awake-in-dental-chair.html' title='Awake in the dental chair...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-244343952052291242</id><published>2008-03-31T09:42:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:20.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><title type='text'>Bar Savahn, Heritage Row</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was getting so sleepy by the time my boyfriend came to pick me up to go out. But yes, I have to go, I told myself. Promised my dear Jeanine that I would show up and my best friend Carmen was leaving that weekend to Laos again. So, I dragged my sleepy butt of to a dinner and some drinks with them at Bar Savahn. It was so quiet. Even when the crowd came in, it wasn't pack. Maybe cause we got a table in a corner all by ourselves or maybe Zouk's got all the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few hours, I think we just sat and talked over the loud music. The music was boring. Carmen and I are huge R&amp;amp;b fans, so we couldn't be bothered to dance to whatever they called it that the DJ was spinning. The girls from Sea Yen's company were happy snappy people and entertained themselves silly. It was afterall, a celebration for 3 March babies from their company so everyone was there except for poor Matthew who was down with a stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, the music got better and of course we must have been a little more intoxicated, so we danced a bit but eventually sat down again not long after and decided to entertain outselves with "chai mui" (chinese hand game where you must not call out the number of fingers shown). It's a typical Karaoke game. Comes to show how tired I was. Still, a night out with friends, is always aahhh...enjoyble and worthit! Especially since we usually go for supper and this time round we had pork noodles. Below are some pictures from Mich's cam. Still waiting for some from Carmen's pink CyberShots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiCI/AAAAAAAAB04/1Ouo20niwus/s1600-h/n669146318_842655_4804.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200145479555975202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiCI/AAAAAAAAB04/1Ouo20niwus/s320/n669146318_842655_4804.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With sultry Jeanine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiDI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rl5_-G4_eQA/s1600-h/n669146318_842665_550.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200145479555975218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiDI/AAAAAAAAB1A/rl5_-G4_eQA/s320/n669146318_842665_550.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: "Touch my body...I know you like it...oh yeah, oh yeah". Go Mariah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiEI/AAAAAAAAB1I/jDdkY1gD_IA/s1600-h/n669146318_842660_2394.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200145479555975234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiEI/AAAAAAAAB1I/jDdkY1gD_IA/s320/n669146318_842660_2394.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With my most gorgeous BFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgxBlJiFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/6hxOWAYdHWE/s1600-h/n669146318_842663_3264.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200145483850942546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgxBlJiFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/6hxOWAYdHWE/s320/n669146318_842663_3264.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Awww...miao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgxBlJiGI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/t0VrKyXA2zQ/s1600-h/n669146318_842664_3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200145483850942562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgxBlJiGI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/t0VrKyXA2zQ/s320/n669146318_842664_3552.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Above: With Su Lyn cutie pie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183728075417237970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_BNOFN2udI/AAAAAAAABpk/aF8PxpedJ1o/s320/n507663066_520751_6709.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With Michelle and Cass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183728088302139874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R_BNO1N2ueI/AAAAAAAABps/el42TJkbtqE/s320/n507663066_520760_9737.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Razlan (2nd from the back, 2nd row) came to join us. We haven't seen this dude for ages and proud that he's getting hitched! Marriage is not a bed of roses they say, but this is one brave boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-244343952052291242?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/244343952052291242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=244343952052291242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/244343952052291242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/244343952052291242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/bar-savahn-heritage-row.html' title='Bar Savahn, Heritage Row'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/SCqgwxlJiCI/AAAAAAAAB04/1Ouo20niwus/s72-c/n669146318_842655_4804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-3982263120541598646</id><published>2008-03-26T10:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:20.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places In Town...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estee Lauder 2004- 2007'/><title type='text'>Ex- Colleagues</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181890795782191458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-nGOVN2uWI/AAAAAAAABos/0YPXKbkgsrY/s320/rakuzenlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-nA-1N2uTI/AAAAAAAABoU/njkpYDPpjqA/s1600-h/CIMG0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181885031936080178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-nA-1N2uTI/AAAAAAAABoU/njkpYDPpjqA/s320/CIMG0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Ai li, myself and Lily taking a snap shot just at the entrance of Rakuzen at Chulan Square. Excellent Japanese food. After bringing Ai Li to the branch at Plaza Damas, she has been recommending it to her colleagues, so far, no complains, just a lot of praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Went to Rakuzen at Chulan Square (Second time here in two days straight. Was there with KinkyBlueFairy for lunch at Bangkok Jazz Mon noon) with my ex-bosses from Estee Lauder. Yes, not just one but both of them. It was really great fun catching up and finding out what we all have been up to. Shows how close we are and how keeping in touch is so important considering that Lily is from Singapore and use to be our Regional Director of Education in our regional office in Singapore. BIG BOSS! But very good friend. If you ever meet her, you'd love her to bits as she's got the most elegant demeanure and classy poise to match any debuntante. A really lovely personality and down-to-earth character. The same can be said about my dear Ai Li who was my immediate boss in Malaysia. She's the best talk-a-lot boss you can have. She was someone I could really relate too and someone would humbly take of her stilettos and come down to your level to help you (besides she is very tall!). I loved my bosses and miss them lots. I misssssss my colleagues at Suria Meriang too...so, time to take out Jean's Donna Hay book that she gave me for my birthday and bake them a cake andd...well, pay a visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, and if you plan to visit Rakuzen, try their Spider Roll, Dragon Roll and Seafood Salad! Love! And also their desserts like Vanilla Stuffed Strawberries and Black Sesame Ice Cream. Yums! I'm totally lovin' it! Slurp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hartamas-sc.com/html/s02_article/article_view.asp?id=153&amp;amp;nav_cat_id=138&amp;amp;nav_top_id=57&amp;amp;dsb=652"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3982263120541598646?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3982263120541598646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3982263120541598646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3982263120541598646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3982263120541598646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/ex-colleagues.html' title='Ex- Colleagues'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-nGOVN2uWI/AAAAAAAABos/0YPXKbkgsrY/s72-c/rakuzenlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8463071765609722096</id><published>2008-03-25T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:21.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain go away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181582756432754946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-iuEFN2uQI/AAAAAAAABn8/-yIZ6iR_3O8/s320/CIMG0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Tyler basking under the sun's rays to warm up after the damp rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-iuDVN2uOI/AAAAAAAABns/sunrMGV1U2w/s1600-h/CIMG0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181582743547853026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-iuDVN2uOI/AAAAAAAABns/sunrMGV1U2w/s320/CIMG0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Lucky accompanying Tyler while frolicking under the sun too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-iuD1N2uPI/AAAAAAAABn0/3mCabze86xg/s1600-h/CIMG0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-ir-lN2uNI/AAAAAAAABnk/GgeRU5O7JQs/s1600-h/CIMG0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181580462920218834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-ir-lN2uNI/AAAAAAAABnk/GgeRU5O7JQs/s320/CIMG0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Lazing in the open with no cares in the world...what a life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Remember that song we use to sing in Kindie? Well, suprisingly, I love it when it rains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love the warmth of my doggies next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love the feeling of being protected inside my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love the look of water dripping down my attic window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love the smell of fresh dew after the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love the clean feel of the city without the haze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Love the sounds of happy chirpy birds outside my window when the rain stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Everything looks, feels and smells crystal clear...Ah...I love this rainy season. Donch ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8463071765609722096?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8463071765609722096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8463071765609722096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8463071765609722096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8463071765609722096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain go away...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-iuEFN2uQI/AAAAAAAABn8/-yIZ6iR_3O8/s72-c/CIMG0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-1338974731558568397</id><published>2008-03-25T11:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:12:17.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><title type='text'>DUMC Church Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On Sunday night, we had an amazing outdoor dinner at our church's new premise. &lt;a href="http://www.dumc.com.my/"&gt;DUMC&lt;/a&gt; (Damansara Utama Methodist Church) has been greatly blessed by God to have been able to buy over the old Singer (think sewing machines) building and convert it into a church. It's huge! If you haven't been there, make sure you let me know if you wanna pay a visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What was so amazing about the dinner? Well, it was the official dinner to dedicate the church to God so it was good to be apart of this historical event. The FooChow food (which I've got really use to by now seeing that my boyfriend is FooChow) was excellent! We only paid RM20 and the church heavily subsidies the rest. The best part was, it didn't rain! On the way to church, it was pouring cats and dogs EVERYWHERE. Lightning and thunder were raging war in the skies. But once we hit the proximity of about 1km away from our church premise, we drove into an "umbrella". The rain suddenly stopped (like as if there was a sphere bubble that we just drove into). The land was dry, there was no drizzle and the sun was out whereas everywhere else was soaking wet and gloomy. But there was an invisible cover over us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Throughout the whole night, we could see the sky light up with huge flashes of lighting and loud claps of thunder threatening heavy pallettes but it did not rain! God was so good to us. We had hundreds of tables spread out all around the whole entire church and they were all outdoors. We managed to finish our 8 course Chinese dinner and still make it back to watch Man U play without getting wet. What an experience. A praying church is really a powerful church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, don't play, play- PRAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-1338974731558568397?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/1338974731558568397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=1338974731558568397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1338974731558568397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/1338974731558568397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/dumc-church-dedication.html' title='DUMC Church Dedication'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-6642016984465633693</id><published>2008-03-21T13:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:22.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Zouk, Mambo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Despite my controversial " I won't club anymore" comment, I didn't quite adhere to it! I gave in to my dancing shoes. Teehee! What an excuse! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Of course I got crap from "friends" who exclaimed for the world to hear "Hey, I thought you don't club anymore!" Woa! Boy, get that tight cap of your butt!! Some people are squeezed so tight in their derrier that they don't know how to let others have some fun! Other than that and a few snide remarks from more concern "friends",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; we had a jolly good time swinging to "Let's do the twist..cc.co...come on everybody!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV2FN2uCI/AAAAAAAABmM/BgiuH5owyAA/s1600-h/CIMG0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180078384007788578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV2FN2uCI/AAAAAAAABmM/BgiuH5owyAA/s320/CIMG0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; My constant clubbin companion! He's got the moves and burns up the dance floor pretty hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180078396892690482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV21N2uDI/AAAAAAAABmU/etHkAzkK_GU/s320/CIMG0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Jay Monteiro, my best friend's boy! Clubber of the year! Where is that gurl from Mongolia!? Come back quick. We miss u too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV3FN2uEI/AAAAAAAABmc/6lLDcW2zJj8/s1600-h/CIMG0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180078401187657794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV3FN2uEI/AAAAAAAABmc/6lLDcW2zJj8/s320/CIMG0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Dominic to the far left, best housemate of the year! Miss u and Nadine! I'll try to come to Perth and make chicken soup for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180078409777592402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV3lN2uFI/AAAAAAAABmk/JLjP6RsL5lE/s320/CIMG0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Model of the year, dragged his sorry butt out only to his regrets. Left him alone for 5 mins and he almost got canned by a bunch of very drunk women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180082215118616706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NZVFN2uII/AAAAAAAABm8/baUtYOHdzAc/s320/CIMG0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; With Adam C and Olivia at the Loft, where the after party is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180082210823649394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NZU1N2uHI/AAAAAAAABm0/ZcBGyXIRy1E/s320/CIMG0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Matthew Ho! Hor, hor, hor hor hor!!! Tsk! Tsk! Look what the cat dragged out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ok kids! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Don't do drugs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do not smoke !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Drink smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dance your heart out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-6642016984465633693?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/6642016984465633693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=6642016984465633693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6642016984465633693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/6642016984465633693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/partying-till-dawn.html' title='Zouk, Mambo'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-NV2FN2uCI/AAAAAAAABmM/BgiuH5owyAA/s72-c/CIMG0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-3494698681592893866</id><published>2008-03-19T13:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:22.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Previews'/><title type='text'>Ah Long PTE LTD Movie with Adverlets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-C28yYAK6I/AAAAAAAABlc/z7_yNlAXK-0/s1600-h/ahlongltd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179340726906923938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-C28yYAK6I/AAAAAAAABlc/z7_yNlAXK-0/s320/ahlongltd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Daniel, 3rd from the left with the mortley crew. Hillarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was so funny! Most of the time, Mark Lee just cracked me up! He's stupendously funny! I would watch it again and still laugh at his silly antics. Aside from the light-hearted movie, I really enjoyed myself (aside from solder rubbing with the Co-Stars of Ah Long PTE LTD) cause I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumped into high school friend, Jane Koh:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Haven't really caught up with high school friends since those uniform days. Feel totally guilty when I bump into them at events. While catching up with Jane, I was propelled into those innocent (yeah, I was!) years in SMDJ. We really should organise a reunion soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumped into LimKokWing college mate Samira:&lt;/strong&gt; Who has become a Channel V producer at Double Vision. Well, I guess that is what our major in Film and Television is for. But really proud that a course mate actually streamlined into it. So kids, college is not for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a chat with Carven Ong:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, the happening designer who's the mastermind behind all the gorgeous evening gowns in his couture boutique at Lot 10, Kuala Lumpur. Made me miss working life a tad bit as Estee Lauder use to do so many tie ups with this humble lad. Told him about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.szeaccessories.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SzeAccessories.Com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and he simply said, "Don't worry about the money. For the first three years, just work at establishing your brand." Words of wisdom from someone who's done that and made it! I'll work on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Met K. K. Wong from the 988 Chinese radio station:&lt;/strong&gt; Who was my ex colleague when I was working with red 104.9. I didn't know that he was starring next to Daniel and was one of the main co-stars. Kudos to a very talented DJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learning of a new profession:&lt;/strong&gt; Met David Blaine of Malaysia, namely David Lai who's a "Mentalist". Huh? Ya, same reaction but to him I must have looked like a nimwit. What's that? Let me show you and well, there we went into the magical realm of mind reading. Really, it's not occultic or anything, just an expert magician at hand. That's what a mentalist is! Aside from the fork bending, card tricks and changing key colours, the guy could tell any word that is in your mind after he tells you to flip through his "little book" for a word with more than 5 letters. Spookyyy...but that's what earned a lot of love from his girlfriend Chi Chi who was on the same table as us. Interesting. Check out our group picture on his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://davidlaimag.blogs.friendster.com/photos/uncategorized/imgp2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;All in all, I'm really glad that I went. Well, I didn't really have a choice when Daniel called and said he was outside my house. Albeit my "bb..buuttt I'm not ready yet!" attempt, I got chauffeured driven by the super star himself to watch his movie. So priviledged? Nah, not after I looked like crap infront of Channel V's VJ J.P. But well, if it doesn't break you, it will make you stronger. Argh...Well, thank you, I had a great time! See you bloggers again soon!&lt;/span&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/30694940-3494698681592893866?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3494698681592893866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3494698681592893866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3494698681592893866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3494698681592893866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-long-pte-ltd-movie-with-adverlets.html' title='Ah Long PTE LTD Movie with Adverlets'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R-C28yYAK6I/AAAAAAAABlc/z7_yNlAXK-0/s72-c/ahlongltd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-5285988164097100212</id><published>2008-03-18T15:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:23.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Previews'/><title type='text'>Ah Long PTE LTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-G2CYAK0I/AAAAAAAABks/wZkm3B1rzPU/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179006359407962946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-G2CYAK0I/AAAAAAAABks/wZkm3B1rzPU/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Funny guy that Mark Lee and gorgeous Fann Wong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really proud of a dear friend namely Daniel Tan who's ventured into the movie world. He's not as famous as Malaysia's Bond chick Michelle Yeoh but he's up and coming. So, here's a little synopsis of his latest flick. Catch it at the cinemas and also check out his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://danieltan2u.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Come on, show a little patriotic support to Malaysia's budding stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis from&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moviexclusive.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.moviexclusive.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah Long Pte Ltd is a light-hearted black comedy about the triad world and the money-lending business. Instead of treating the subject of Ah Longs (money-lenders) seriously, the movie takes on a humorous and sarcastic treatment. It depicts how a young lady tries to restructure her &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;money-lending triad into a professional and ‘loving’ triad that stands against the use of violence after she takes over from her triad leader who has retired. Her various restructuring plans (which are no doubt very creative) bring about hilarious results.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, I'm suppose to go catch the movie with Daniel and the rest of the Advertlets team but I'm not so sure I should miss my weekly exercise routine (I've missed it two weeks in a row already)...we'll if you see me there at GSC One Utama today, then I've let my lack of self-control take over, otherwise see you at the next screening and enjoy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179007403085015890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-HyyYAK1I/AAAAAAAABk0/6Uo9DGar5hg/s320/n535840198_902564_5612.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; (L-R) Grace, Daniel and I fooling around at D.T.'s humble abode when Grace was back for hols from Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-5285988164097100212?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/5285988164097100212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=5285988164097100212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5285988164097100212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/5285988164097100212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-long-pte-ltd.html' title='Ah Long PTE LTD'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-G2CYAK0I/AAAAAAAABks/wZkm3B1rzPU/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-3274646429861921416</id><published>2008-03-16T23:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:26.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Day 3- All things grand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Grand Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In terms of the historical value of the place, I've to admit that it just escapes me. I went there to see the grandeur of the place and the beauty of all the nicely carved stones in the walls of this huge shrine-like palace. It was simply Thai at the max with all the gold walls and curvy spiral roofs. And the name is so apt for this place as it just towers over you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178365301179296370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_ziYAKnI/AAAAAAAABjI/Kaf_9UJipMQ/s320/P1040020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Walls plastered in gold and huge mosaic buildings everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_vyYAKjI/AAAAAAAABio/blMrnP145rI/s1600-h/P1040046.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178365236754786866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_vyYAKjI/AAAAAAAABio/blMrnP145rI/s320/P1040046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; One of the many majestic high spiked emerald green temples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178365245344721474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_wSYAKkI/AAAAAAAABiw/9ESiAyekYyQ/s320/P1040038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Art in gold that depicted the history of this grand palace. Unfortunately I coulnd't understand what it was all about as we did not have a tour guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178365253934656082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_wyYAKlI/AAAAAAAABi4/bf9fWXj-67E/s320/P1040034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sawadeekap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178365262524590690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_xSYAKmI/AAAAAAAABjA/94Hbsszk9JQ/s320/P1040027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sea Yen amazed at the precious stones that are embedded in the walls at every square inch of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yaowarat (China Town)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dad was craving for Chinese delicacies which are very reasonable in Thailand so after the Grand Palace visit, we hopped into a cab that took us to Bangkok's China Town which has a long main street called Yaowarat that runs through this vicinity and was amazed at the quality and the price of the food there. Fine dining Chinese food for a good price. Dad was a happy man after that. I'm not advocating sharks fin but their soup there is totally unlike the way they cook it in Malaysia. After that we walked down the streets and were amazed at how out dated or back dated these shops look. Some pictures below. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178371485932202626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FbiYAKoI/AAAAAAAABjQ/QCy3JpEI49I/s320/P1040056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A very old paper shop that looks like it survived centuries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Central World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Aside from the very traditional Grand Palace and China Town , there's the very modern part of Bangkok where Central World is. See the world of difference in this city of two faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FdyYAKpI/AAAAAAAABjY/sAYZWk_Tnp8/s1600-h/P1040060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178371524586908306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FdyYAKpI/AAAAAAAABjY/sAYZWk_Tnp8/s320/P1040060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Central World- a lifestlye of fashion, trend and modernity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FfCYAKqI/AAAAAAAABjg/iR3XJsXYW_A/s1600-h/P1040063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178371546061744802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FfCYAKqI/AAAAAAAABjg/iR3XJsXYW_A/s320/P1040063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Urban activities like this bubble game outside Central World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FgiYAKrI/AAAAAAAABjo/Am840Fl5r1s/s1600-h/P1040064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178371571831548594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91FgiYAKrI/AAAAAAAABjo/Am840Fl5r1s/s320/P1040064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A promotional cardboard for the infamous Tata Young who's extremely popular even out of her home country. I'm still waiting for my picture that I took with her at the Henessy event. (Deb's hint hint). Thais are very proud and supportive of their homeground music and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;artist. Well, I've heard and their bands are good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahanaga Thai Fusion Restaurant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've made up my mind that I don't like fusion food cause they usually never fuse together quite well. Mahanaga was not only terribly hard to locate, the food weas nothing near Patara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178374685682838274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IVyYAKwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/znknjBkGEsI/s320/P1040078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mahanaga Thai Fusion Restaurant entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IUyYAKtI/AAAAAAAABj4/cj6YT2yUhQ0/s1600-h/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178374668502969042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IUyYAKtI/AAAAAAAABj4/cj6YT2yUhQ0/s320/P1040070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Decor at Mahanaga is decorated in a slightly Thai and Arabic feel with very dim yellow lights giving the whole place a warm embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IVCYAKuI/AAAAAAAABkA/MDbtaNJgWqU/s1600-h/P1040072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178374672797936354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IVCYAKuI/AAAAAAAABkA/MDbtaNJgWqU/s320/P1040072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A plush cusion couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IViYAKvI/AAAAAAAABkI/IzLt_gbNXi0/s1600-h/P1040077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178374681387870962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IViYAKvI/AAAAAAAABkI/IzLt_gbNXi0/s320/P1040077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Ouut door tables for patrons that prefer the stuffiness and heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IWCYAKxI/AAAAAAAABkY/p3bQNaDoqQY/s1600-h/P1040082.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178374689977805586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R91IWCYAKxI/AAAAAAAABkY/p3bQNaDoqQY/s320/P1040082.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; And so adios for now. I won't be making any trip soon but this pasport holder that my colleagues at Estee Lauder gave me for about a year already is starting to hint..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-3274646429861921416?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/3274646429861921416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=3274646429861921416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3274646429861921416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/3274646429861921416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/bangkok-day-3-all-things-grand.html' title='Bangkok Day 3- All things grand...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R90_ziYAKnI/AAAAAAAABjI/Kaf_9UJipMQ/s72-c/P1040020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-7534324510753092077</id><published>2008-03-14T14:09:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:30.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Day 2- Food, Glorious Food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boat Noodles in Siam Square&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Kuey Teow Re, so it's called. Meng found this tiny shop in the Siam Square area. Dad didn't like it but we had fun trying the noodles that came in a peanut soupy paste but had a sour tinge to it. Was alright to try something new but not something I would crave for. And while we were in Siam Square, we walked around abit. I like this place better. Mum also commented that it felt like one of the streets in Australia. Mid class shops line the walkways and there are more designer wears to get. Thai designers mind you, not your typical A-list but interesting nonetheless. Comparatively like our Bangsar but much bigger. So, ladies, more clothes, shoes and accessories but with a slightly higher price tag.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYgyYAKII/AAAAAAAABfQ/F0R9lm649tA/s1600-h/P1030924.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177477673173133442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYgyYAKII/AAAAAAAABfQ/F0R9lm649tA/s320/P1030924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Balls on a boat. Meat balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYhCYAKJI/AAAAAAAABfY/vaSEMnadzqc/s1600-h/P1030926.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177477677468100754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYhCYAKJI/AAAAAAAABfY/vaSEMnadzqc/s320/P1030926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Cooling tea in tall glasses and a huge bowl of Tom Yam Kuey Teow Re. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYhiYAKKI/AAAAAAAABfg/pZzbziNiDLc/s1600-h/P1030927.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177477686058035362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYhiYAKKI/AAAAAAAABfg/pZzbziNiDLc/s320/P1030927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Yen standing in the middle of a busy street. Note all the patrons are mostly females.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177477694647969970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYiCYAKLI/AAAAAAAABfo/rSP9kdhnb_Q/s320/P1030928.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; I spoted a shop called 1982, my birth year. Yes, me old! I admit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177477698942937282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYiSYAKMI/AAAAAAAABfw/o4oYQVnS7tA/s320/P1030929.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; A cool water feature, red deco balls and curvy stools for tired legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cream and Fudge Factory at Siam Paragon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;No Bangkok trip is complete without my craze for these sweets. I've been craving for them for the whole month and drag the whole gang there to have some. They didn't seem to like it as much as I did but I have to say that it's still my favourite! I heart! What's so special? Well, look below. I'm giving you a 101 on how they make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZxyYAKNI/AAAAAAAABf4/597XjdH9i50/s1600-h/P1030931.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177479064742537426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZxyYAKNI/AAAAAAAABf4/597XjdH9i50/s320/P1030931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; They dump your ice cream onto a slate of frozen ice atop a metal bar and mix all the ingredients that you've chosen by chop, chop, chopping them up and folding them into your ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZyCYAKOI/AAAAAAAABgA/DPhb36dX8b8/s1600-h/P1030932.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177479069037504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZyCYAKOI/AAAAAAAABgA/DPhb36dX8b8/s320/P1030932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng chose to have brownies and a chocolate coated walfer in a shape of a cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZySYAKPI/AAAAAAAABgI/SXj-B3i07YA/s1600-h/P1030933.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177479073332472050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZySYAKPI/AAAAAAAABgI/SXj-B3i07YA/s320/P1030933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; There goes the brownie on top the minty green ice cream ready to be chopped! Yata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZyiYAKQI/AAAAAAAABgQ/FWbq3oBERDc/s1600-h/P1030934.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177479077627439362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZyiYAKQI/AAAAAAAABgQ/FWbq3oBERDc/s320/P1030934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; All the colourful array of toppings to choose from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177479086217373970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oZzCYAKRI/AAAAAAAABgY/kZzMY5XcHYc/s320/P1030936.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; If you don't know what ice cream goes well with which ice cream, look at their creations in the menu. They are tried and tested therefore, the best blends of flavouring so you won't end up with a weird combo like mint and brownies :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177483303875258658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odoiYAKSI/AAAAAAAABgg/J1EZ1W5vY7M/s320/P1030939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sea Yen taking a huge bite of our share...save some for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patara, Thai Fine Dining at Sukhumvit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The best Thai restaurant I've ever dined in. It was truly Thai food at it's best. EVERYTHING was deliciously scrumptious. And the decor was immaculate! Modern without loosing the essence of their tradition. The pictures will say for themselves. A very worth it restaurant to try while in Bangkok. Make sure you make reservations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177488174368172562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oiECYAKhI/AAAAAAAABiY/WQ_kPVPbJk0/s320/P1030972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The entrance of Patara. Inviting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177484832883616114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9ofBiYAKXI/AAAAAAAABhI/kGAEf9BeswI/s320/P1030969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The facade of the bangalow that houses Patara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177484845768518034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9ofCSYAKZI/AAAAAAAABhY/8fdv5bdvBjI/s320/P1030971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The cozy ambience of the place is gives it a very relaxing and slightly romantic feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177484841473550722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9ofCCYAKYI/AAAAAAAABhQ/sa7qH8hDNSA/s320/P1030970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Tables in the courtyard/ garden for diners who prefer the night dew and some privacy...and mozzie bites. Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177483312465193266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odpCYAKTI/AAAAAAAABgo/lmTxowjhNYM/s320/P1030954.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Above: The waiting area while they were setting our table. This is next to the bar. But there's no stale ciggarette or alcohol smell. The whole place smelled like lemon grass which they put around in their oil burner. Made the place smell heavenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odpSYAKUI/AAAAAAAABgw/ufEe-FGLdpg/s1600-h/P1030955.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177483316760160578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odpSYAKUI/AAAAAAAABgw/ufEe-FGLdpg/s320/P1030955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng surveying the modern glass structure and was facinated with the deco of the whole place. Every corner had a touch of something interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odpyYAKVI/AAAAAAAABg4/Q3csqYUY1c4/s1600-h/P1030958.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177483325350095186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odpyYAKVI/AAAAAAAABg4/Q3csqYUY1c4/s320/P1030958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sea Yen checking out the crunchy fish chips that they served with chilli dip as starters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odqCYAKWI/AAAAAAAABhA/mOAOdcQMeag/s1600-h/P1030966.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177483329645062498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9odqCYAKWI/AAAAAAAABhA/mOAOdcQMeag/s320/P1030966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng holding up the same chips and was Aunty Mag's entourage for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9ofCiYAKaI/AAAAAAAABhg/Bqqj1-0pjV4/s1600-h/P1030978.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177484850063485346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9ofCiYAKaI/AAAAAAAABhg/Bqqj1-0pjV4/s320/P1030978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Aunty Mag and the delicious servings. Spot the 4 coloured rice from organic grains that are green, yellow, brown and reddish. Taste so good! Better than white rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9ofCyYAKbI/AAAAAAAABho/ewfqpU4i600/s1600-h/P1030985.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oiEiYAKiI/AAAAAAAABig/eMUhQphRtTk/s1600-h/P1030997.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177488182958107170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oiEiYAKiI/AAAAAAAABig/eMUhQphRtTk/s320/P1030997.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Cop-Goon-Cap (Thank you in Thai!). At the entrance of Patara while waiting for our ride.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;More on day 3 and 4 in the next blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-7534324510753092077?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/7534324510753092077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=7534324510753092077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7534324510753092077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/7534324510753092077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/bangkok-day-2.html' title='Bangkok Day 2- Food, Glorious Food!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oYgyYAKII/AAAAAAAABfQ/F0R9lm649tA/s72-c/P1030924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2294953337218143626</id><published>2008-03-11T00:58:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:33.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Day 1- To Market, to market...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bangkok Boutique Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We decided to give one of the boutique hotels in Bangkok a chance after hearing so much about how interesting the little boutique hotels in Bangkok are. Our cozy and nice hotel turned out to cater for a lot of tourist but (after the second night) we found out that it also catered for rodents. Well, I had one such guest in my air-con vent whil catching some local cable tv. It was no spiderman but a huge crawly leg that came out of the mesh and cost me one (and then two) very sleepless night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Other than that, the hotel was so conveniently near the subway that conveniently got us to most places when we got fedup of trying to make sense to the cabbies which by the way were very reasonable. Cab drivers, I found out, couldn't speak English, couldn't read and can act very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The conceirge were the nicest people. They were extremely helpful even though we didn't tip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;them until the very last day. They patiently taught us how to get to every one of our destination each morning after breakie. Oh, did I mention that breakfast served freshly cooked omelettes to your liking? Yes, they did and they were yummylicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The only down side of the whole boutique hotel experience was that they only had queen size beds and not seperate single beds. So poor Meng and Yen had to share a bed and my aunty and I shared one as well. It was uncomfortable for the guys but for ladies we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;alright. So, if you're down in Bangkok, forget the 5-Star Hotels and opt for a nice cozy boutique for a change, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVvyYAJxI/AAAAAAAABcY/BLNo4kgknaY/s1600-h/P1030897.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177404263592109842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVvyYAJxI/AAAAAAAABcY/BLNo4kgknaY/s320/P1030897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng posing at the coridoor of the rooms. Polished cement plastered walls like the place giving it a rustic but modern look.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459290713106418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oHyyYAJ_I/AAAAAAAABeI/QiHh0mwGhbY/s320/P1030895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Yen and Meng in thier abode for the week. Modern, fuss free and clean. They also had free Wi-Fi in the rooms! How important!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVwSYAJyI/AAAAAAAABcg/5J_K1t1Zj20/s1600-h/P1030898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177404272182044450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVwSYAJyI/AAAAAAAABcg/5J_K1t1Zj20/s320/P1030898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The courtyard at the ground floor with a little cozy nook for you to relax in while waiting for one another. Traveling in a group is tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177404276477011762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVwiYAJzI/AAAAAAAABco/9p3OGOJRn0Y/s320/P1030901.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The waiting aread at the lobby with it crisp white floral wall and couch to hang out at while waiting for a cab.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177467627244628050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oPYCYAKFI/AAAAAAAABe4/gF4hL-WMX4c/s320/P1030903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Yen posing and well...resting at the hotel lobby in his "Same Sameeee" t-shirt! You'll understand when you get there. All cheap cheap, same same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177404293656880978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVxiYAJ1I/AAAAAAAABc4/pNvUwdf5nuY/s320/P1030899.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Yen and Meng at the Koi pond. See Yen's sign language, "It's this big!". Huge Koi frolicking below the waters in the pond behind them the size of a cat! So fat!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Crafts Market- Chatuchak/ Jatujak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've been to Chatuchak market in Bangkok but the first time I shopped there, it was too hot so I only conquered like 0.0001% of the place. I didn't really understand what people meant when they said it was a maze until I went there AGAIN! Andddd got LOST! It was the most frustrating part of the otherwise fun shopping. Then again, the heat was always a deterent. Anyway, it wasn't like I was lost in a jungle, just a huge sea of people that I couldn't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I saw more of the household, pets, plants section and of course lots more clothings while searching for my throng. It is indeed in a chaotic order - that place. Even with the numbering on each section (or "Soi" for little lanes), it's just impossible to pin point where you are. We even saw a poor lost Indian boy that got seperated from his parents but was very quickly taken to the police beat. He was crying and walking really quick so mum, Yen and I went after him in fear that he would get snatched up by child syndicates to end up on the streets without and arm or worse but while going after him, we lost track of him. It wasn't even 5 minutes later when we heard the "lost child" being reported &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;over their speakers. Phew! Some order in chaos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I don't think that kiddo would have found his parents, well, I couldn't and I'm like 20 years older than him. I was trying to locate my parents for almost 2 hours. It was worst than any amazing race. Not a place for children! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Overall, Chatuchak is just an experience of an oversized market with dirt cheap items. For most items, the quality can be drab but you get some really good quality bargains as well. Yen got thick terry cloth towel set with modern designs that came with a bath, face and hand towel for only RM25! Mum bought floor mats for only RM8! I only got myself ONE t-shirt but it was only RM15! Cheap, cheap!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDLCYAJ3I/AAAAAAAABdI/9pkIU3ZMQqs/s1600-h/P1030881.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDLiYAJ4I/AAAAAAAABdQ/ZaM4lhheWPk/s1600-h/P1030882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177454218356729730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDLiYAJ4I/AAAAAAAABdQ/ZaM4lhheWPk/s320/P1030882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Yen and Meng posing in front of some of the nick nack shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDLyYAJ5I/AAAAAAAABdY/8X2yLxMuFBU/s1600-h/P1030883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177454222651697042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDLyYAJ5I/AAAAAAAABdY/8X2yLxMuFBU/s320/P1030883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; You can find almost anything here at Chatuchak, even used books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDMSYAJ6I/AAAAAAAABdg/ab3aYTnsi-w/s1600-h/P1030886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177454231241631650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oDMSYAJ6I/AAAAAAAABdg/ab3aYTnsi-w/s320/P1030886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Little cute trolleys of miniature handmade thigamajigs like fruits and food made of clay on the display shelves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Health Land Massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After the long walk at Chatuchak, you can't help but crave for a full body Thai massage. And HealthLand is one of the more reputable massage places to visit for it's hygeine and professionalism. A huge bangalow with floors of more than a 100 rooms, HealthLand is clean, none doggy and CHEAP! Suffice to say, we went there almost everyday for both our trips to Bangkok. Even cheaper when you go in a group and buy their package of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;10 sessions. How cheap? An aromatherapy massage only cost RM65 for 1 1/2 hours compared to a whooping RM130 for an hour here in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177459269238269874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oHxiYAJ7I/AAAAAAAABdo/p4ZNrP8eB3o/s320/P1040066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The private aromatheraphy massage rooms come with individual showers that shoot out at 5 different angles. Perfect chance to clean up before they rub the oil into your skin....aaahhhh...bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oJQCYAKAI/AAAAAAAABeQ/5QisisXM2vk/s1600-h/P1030912.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177461700189759554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oJ_CYAKEI/AAAAAAAABew/s5qME-tkEOA/s320/P1030915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng posing at the entrance with a little water feature that exude that tranquil feel each time we visited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Suan Lum night Bazaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Another market except that this is at night. Alike our pasar malam except that it has more household decors. Very artsy and creative place to visit! This is where we got our modern transparent acrylic tissue boxes for only RM28! It would have cost a bomb at Home Interior here. Lots of furniture and more shopping for the girls. Cooler and much neater compared to the weekend day markets. It was indeed a marketing day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177467640129529954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oPYyYAKGI/AAAAAAAABfA/5gULAK-0e_w/s320/P1030919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Aunt Mag, myself and Meng at the entrance of Suan-Lum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177467648719464562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9oPZSYAKHI/AAAAAAAABfI/wa5MfZSmxXI/s320/P1030920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Dad and Meng at one of the lanes with many little home furnitures in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;More on day, 2, 3 and 4 in the upcoming blog. Stay tune to more interestings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2294953337218143626?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2294953337218143626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2294953337218143626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2294953337218143626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2294953337218143626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/03/bangkok-day-1.html' title='Bangkok Day 1- To Market, to market...'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9nVvyYAJxI/AAAAAAAABcY/BLNo4kgknaY/s72-c/P1030897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-4281913442507761758</id><published>2008-02-29T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:01:44.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Feb/ March 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No, I'm not blogging about my last trip. In actual fact I'm heading to Bangkok again tomorrow. Yes, thrilled! To bits! Can't wait for the food, massage and shopping. Chatuchak, here I come! Attempt no. 2 to conquer every square inch of that huge place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Be right back! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4281913442507761758?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4281913442507761758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4281913442507761758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4281913442507761758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4281913442507761758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/bangkok-feb-march-2008.html' title='Bangkok Feb/ March 2008'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-2549725498152143546</id><published>2008-02-28T09:32:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:35.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Ironman Langkawi 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's just the toughest show on earth"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's true! If you've never heard of the trialathon or heard of it but know nuts about what the hype is all about, trust that tagline to explain it all CAUSE millions don't even dare attempt it. To finish the race is already a glory of sorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm therefore so very proud to say that my very own brother (who use to be so lazy he wouldn't lift his pinky to flush the toilet) is an IRONMAN! Woa! You wouldn't believe it if I told you he even wanted to attempt it a few years ago but it's been years of cycling, running and recently swimming that has got this guy a place in this years Ironman Langkawi 2008. One of the toughest course in the world because of the blisterring heat. Due to popular believe, you can't just decide you want to enter this sport and pop your name in. There are qualifying rounds of quater Ironmans and half Ironmans that you have to ace before you can put your foot into the full event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What's a full Ironman? Well, just swimming for 3.8km, cycling across the island for 180.2km in the blistering hot, HOT, HOT sun and then running a full marathon to end it-only. I know it sounds so simple in words but take a minute to just imagine (I couldn't!) doing all that, back to back, for a full whole day, starting at 7:45am in the morning and finishing by nightfall. No rest, no meals, no toilet! That in itself is appalling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171860871872201650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkD6-vQ7I/AAAAAAAABZw/TwlQTi54XVQ/s320/P1030491.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Little elves, namely aunty Mag and I working till the wee hours of the morning making this banner and some matching pom poms. See that green thing lying on the coffee table. If we're going to support, we wanna do it with style and omph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YmeK-vRAI/AAAAAAAABaY/K4f09ltTmY4/s1600-h/P1030511.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171863521867023362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YmeK-vRAI/AAAAAAAABaY/K4f09ltTmY4/s320/P1030511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Above:&lt;/strong&gt; 5:30am in the morning at the starting course. Very sleepy but so very excited at the same time. All the best! *Hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Our day started of at 5:30am in the morning. First time for someone like me who sleeps pass the cockerals crow. But for Meng, it's been a routine since forever. I wake up to find him eating away his peanut butter sandwich, oranges, buns and some protein shakes to gear up for the day. He had not much of an appetite due to the nervousness and excitement but he really needed the carbs cause it was fuel to the body. He then left early with his friends to sign in, warm up and also to get his body stamped with his participating number which was 60. I wanted to go back to sleep but over zealous parents were daunting and gave me countless wakeup calls to which I reluctantly drag my sleepy butt of the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;7:00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We arrived at the Langkawi jetty before the sun came up. Despite my zombieness, the adrenaline there was pumping, PUMPING! You can literally feel the surge of energy and excitement while walking towards the crowd of participants and spectators who mostly consist of family and friends who were there to give the very much needed support to these athletes. We tried to spot Meng but he was no where to be seen. He was probably in the bicycle paddocks getting ready. Unlike Australia, this time round we couldn't get near the starting point till much later. They locked everyone out! huh?!!! He did eventually come out to look for us while sheepishly saying that he was too shy to come out cause he was half naked. Erm...boy, that little swimming trunk and nothing else, is almost nude! And so were all the other guys with hot bods! *Hot* *Perspire* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkEa-vQ8I/AAAAAAAABZ4/MpQ9lITOFb8/s1600-h/P1030512.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171860880462136258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkEa-vQ8I/AAAAAAAABZ4/MpQ9lITOFb8/s320/P1030512.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkEa-vQ8I/AAAAAAAABZ4/MpQ9lITOFb8/s1600-h/P1030512.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng, coming out to say hi to us before the start of his swim. All nerves and all smiles! All cheers to Meng who even thought to attempt! Brave heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;9:00am&lt;br /&gt;Swimming took him slighty less than two hours. This time we didnt manage to see him exit the water as we went back to the hotel for a buffet breakfast (Lousy supporters! Hah! But yumss...) and when we got closer to the circuit, people were already cycling so they cordonned the roads with barracades and there was a mazzive back-lock of cars. We parked 3km away and had to walk but while walking, we ran into Meng on his bike just exciting the entrance. We suddenly broke out in (delayed) cheer and frightened some malay ladies sitting at the side of the road. Welllll, at least he was done with swimming! And that was when we could breath our first sign of relief. One down! Two more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;11am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cycling was going to be taxing as he was going to be cycling till almost 3pm and he had to do 3 loops. We really wanted to support him but somehow the organisers managed to put the looping point miles away from the starting point and locating it was so frustrating. If not for the rented car, we wouldn't have found the place at all. Driving to it was tiring. But who were we to complain that day!? The word "tired" is not in your vocab if you're a spectator! Dare you say the word tired and I think the rest of the spectators will be giving you the evils! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sitting under the shaded trees didn't help at all. The loop was at a 4-way traffic-light crossing/intersection! Imagine the traffic, pollution, dust from the tar and the heat! Why didn't they choose a less dangerous looping point!? After sitting under those conditions for what seem like hours, Mum saw a bunch of spectators with those noisy plastic clappers and decided to join the fun. She got a handfull of noisy hammers and balloons that emitted loud sqeeky sounds when you let go of the air. Not like our bright green banner and pom poms were not enough. Oh yes, I told you I was making them and oh well, I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;1pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And then we waited! It was longgg before, we saw a glimpes of an orange cycling helmet, blue jersey check, yellow bike check....is it Meng? check. YES!!! And then we started screaming and jumping on our feet. Oh shouting's no use. You have to get it off your chest and give it your all and SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Oh my gosh! It's MENG! Meng, Meng, Woahhh!!!! Way to go! Yeah! Two more rounds! Just keep going! Focus! Pace youself! You can do it! You can do it!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkFa-vQ9I/AAAAAAAABaA/tv7RfVn8Ovc/s1600-h/P1030632.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171860897642005458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkFa-vQ9I/AAAAAAAABaA/tv7RfVn8Ovc/s320/P1030632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng coming through the detector mat after his cycling course. Tired! But still smilling! One last obstacle! You can do it! Amost there! Keep up the spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkFq-vQ-I/AAAAAAAABaI/nOEjh8f0eKg/s1600-h/P1030656.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171860901936972770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkFq-vQ-I/AAAAAAAABaI/nOEjh8f0eKg/s320/P1030656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng going out onto the running track after changing into his running apparel. Still smiling! Pace yourself! Take your time! Stay focus! Just keep moving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3pm&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;During the first two rounds, he was still smilling even after the third round, at the finishing point where they change into their running gear and he was exausted! So much so, he couldn't even lift his hands to give me a high five. He limped into the changing tent and when he got out, he just gave a weak smile. It was quite stressful for us to see him so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Pace yourself Meng! Pace yourself! It's ok! You're almost there!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The run (MARATHON!!) was going to be tough. But it's the last leg! And he had to do it! This is the most gruelling part cause it was near the end and yet still another 5-6 hours away. So near yet so far. Sigh! Some people even gave up halfway through the cycling. The heat really got to a lot of them. Langkawi is MUCH hotter than Kuala Lumpur. The sun scorches your delicate skin and makes your head feel like it's going to drop of your shoulders. It is really hot by now. Mid-day sun is no fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;4:30pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Again, locating the running loop was another amazing race for us. Amazing cause we found it! I just can't understand why the loops can't all be at the same place like in Australia so that everything is a walking distance away for the spectators. Sheesh! Anyway, by now, we've had lunch and visited a duty free store to window shop for some finebone china dishes (with designs dating as far back as 10 years ago). Aside from all the 5 star resorts, the island was shockingly slow in progression. It never changed from the last time I was there as a child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We had a bit more fun at the running loop as we felt we had to give these atheletes some power cheer. Some of them were already walking when we cheered them on. They smiled, shruged their shoulders, gave a "why not!?", an "arggh!" and started to run again! Yeah! It was so encouraging to see the go-getter spirit! The loop was near a village so all the little children came out from their houses to watch the spectacle. Because we had a board that said "You Can Do It", mum taught the children to read the numbers of the participants followed by "You Can Do it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"NO.60 YOU CAN DO IT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171860910526907378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkGK-vQ_I/AAAAAAAABaQ/kWdmZspSoGE/s320/P1030646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Extremely supportive family all the way from Kuala Lumpur all aglow, from the heat and sun! Aunty Mag, all the way from London had the most fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171863526161990674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8Ymea-vRBI/AAAAAAAABag/MoJgeyC7_8M/s320/P1030713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Meng doing his second round of the run drench in sweat giving a high five. Go Meng go! Pace yourself! You're almost there! You're doing good! Making good time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Due to a little confusion. Well, it was the organiser's fault for providing us with wrong information! We asked if it was only three loops instead of four and they said yes and gave dad quite a good reasoning as to why it was just three. So, after seeing Meng loop the 2nd time, we headed for the finish line near the jetty wihout realising he had another two rounds instead of one. So, for that last round when he needed the MOST support, we weren't there! And the most frustrating part was standing at the finish line for almost 3 hours cause we thought he was coming back in an hour plus. We were terrified that something had happened to him. Thoughts of him not finishing the race, sprained ankle, a fall...anything...just ran through our minds. And for once, he was not contactable through his handphone. We were anxious! And tired! By now, my legs were giving way and my neck was hurting from craning to see him come in. While I was resting my forehead on the metal devider, my aunty who has countless times mistaken others for Meng, nonchalantly asked, "Is that Meng ar?", thinking it was one of her close calls, I reluctantly looked up only to shockingly see my brother running on the carpet towards the finish line! Due to the excitement, I didn't even have a chance to capture a picture of him. Poor mum, she didn't even get to see him running down the carpet. She only saw him crossing the finish line when she heared the announcer saying, "Ironman Langkawi Traialthon 2008 finisher, from Malaysia, No.60, Lian Meng Tan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Turst me, we were overjoyed! And I would elaborate but just trying to write down the whole 12 hours of spectating is tiring me out. You got to be there for yourself. And if you haven't been to one, it's a must! It's unlike any other sport and they don't just call it the toughest show on earth for nothing! And cause I certainly learned one important thing from them and that's the reality of perseverance. They kept pushing themselves despite all ciscumstances, and Meng despite the nagging and bleeding blister on his heels throughout the whole marathon. It must have been excruciatingly painful. Although he stopped to ask the first aid stations for some plaster, there were none. What the $%#*! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, stay focus, back to perseverance, dad's words, "If you apply this to everything in life, you've got it going!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Meng's words, " I was very afraid of the pain and how sick I was going to feel after the race but I kept telling myself that it's going to be ok!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The fear of the unknown! Scares us all into thinking we can't. But they did it and you can do it! For Meng, congratulations Ironman! YOU DID IT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171863551931794498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8Ymf6-vREI/AAAAAAAABa4/1mtzFscr5C0/s320/P1030809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The finishing carpet! Alike the red carpet except this one's blue. Didn't manage to catch a shot of Meng running through but I think the camera managed to catch just a shadow of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171863539046892594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YmfK-vRDI/AAAAAAAABaw/7rkOq1jdy2o/s320/P1030830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Above: The Ironman himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171863534751925282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8Yme6-vRCI/AAAAAAAABao/eWrwsj8fTOw/s320/P1030490.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Self-explanatory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Phew!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Parental Advisory:- Please don't attempt this at home without parental supervision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2549725498152143546?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2549725498152143546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2549725498152143546&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2549725498152143546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2549725498152143546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/ironman-langkawi-2008.html' title='Ironman Langkawi 2008'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R8YkD6-vQ7I/AAAAAAAABZw/TwlQTi54XVQ/s72-c/P1030491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8799456478546379270</id><published>2008-02-20T22:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:39:07.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Langkawi Ironman Trialathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm going to be the official cheerleader for the upcoming event at Langkawi this weekend. My gungho brother has made his mind to attempt this grueling and tiring race. They don't call it the Ironman race for nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After seeing his half-ironman race in Brisbane Australia (read about it in my older blogs), I cannot begin to imagine what a full-ironman would feel like. From what I heard, he's starting the race at 7:45am and hopes to finish it by around 9pm when night falls. That's none stop for half a day! 12 whole hours! I think, I'm going to be quite a tired cheerleader! And a pretty anxious one also. I mean, where would they pee? What will they eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner? Do they stop for meals? What kinda crazy people like this kinda sports?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meng:&lt;/strong&gt; "Che, there are water stands along the way, where you can hydrate yourself. And I'll take my power bars. But sometimes you get so tired, you might not even feel like drinking or eating, that's when people pass out. BUT don't worry, that's why the ambulance is there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "Ambulance? To what? Inject your heart with adrenaline when you pass out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He's going to start with swimming for two hours in the choppy sea for 3.8km, cycle for around 7 hours for 180.2km and finish-off with a full marathon of 42.2km. Seeing that it's his first attempt and our first at being a spectator, we're trying to gear ourselves up for the trecherous heat, sweaty bodies and (hopefully God forbid), nasty tempers. Unlike Brisbane, we can forsee that it's not going to be that much cooler even under the shade. Malaysia is too humid and for that, I would say that it's to the advantage of the Malaysian participants. For new participants to Malaysia, you don't know what you're in for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As of today, Meng has got his bike packed and padded in a carton box ready to travel with him tomorrow. He's going in to submit his bike to the paddocks. He seems really certain of finishing the race and can't wait to cross the finish line! He's been eating very healthyly and making sure that he gets to bed before 10:30pm. His training starts at 5am every morning and he alternates between swimming, cycling and running each day. He's not only been really displin, he hasn't gone clubbing or been hanging out with his friends since he's been back to Malaysia. Well, somethings got to give!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As for lazy bummers like me, I'm off to make my pom-poms now! If you know Lian Meng, pray for endurance, and strength for him, wish him all the best, empower him with your support cause he's going to need every ounce of it especially when his body feels like he can go no more but his will power says he can!Langkawi here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All the best dude! You can do it! We love you and support you all the way! YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Read more about it at:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ironmanlangkawi.com.my/home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.ironmanlangkawi.com.my/home.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8799456478546379270?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8799456478546379270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8799456478546379270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8799456478546379270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8799456478546379270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/langkawi-ironman-trialathon.html' title='Langkawi Ironman Trialathon'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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-30694940.post-2374187336118869551</id><published>2008-02-20T11:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:36.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Previews'/><title type='text'>Vantage Point with Advertlets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7ul6a-vQ0I/AAAAAAAABY4/SYJMQotz8kw/s1600-h/vantagepoint-advertlets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168907420431237954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7ul6a-vQ0I/AAAAAAAABY4/SYJMQotz8kw/s320/vantagepoint-advertlets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Vantage Point! All awaited movie! I went with Charissa, Daniel(Tan), Josh(Lim), May, Lula and Simon, (also finally met Handsome Hansen) and the rest of the bloggers from the Advertlets community. And I have to say that it's one heck of a GREAT movie! It was also nice to meet some of the other bloggers albeit my shyness. *blush* And we had a pretty good time getting to know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Super-fast-moving-pace-kinda show, so if you've got heart problems, better not watch it. It's one of those movies that keep you at the brink of your seat the whole entire time. (Well, for Charissa it was literal as she had a really bad backache.) Considering how much I love soapy movies, I have to admit I sorta like this one for it's well planned plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, if you need a movie to take your mind off everything, this is one, you need to catch. But be warn of snickering patrons who laugh each time the countdown clock rewinds itself (Vantage Points- meaning from different angles and perspective? So, yes dear, it will repeat the main scene that many times.) And of course, despite the veterans in the movie, there are some pretty lousy "B" grade actors who die quite sheepishly (one guy moved his eyelids while his was "dead").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But overall....a good watch that is pretty on par with Jumper (the movie I watched during Valentines)! Go catch them in the cinemas soon, ok?! Thanks again to Josh Lim and Daniel Tan from Advertlets.Com for the free ticket. Btw, you can check out a group shot of some of us at &lt;a href="http://www.smashpop.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jason's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (I'm the one hiding behind Charissa in pink).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2374187336118869551?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2374187336118869551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2374187336118869551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2374187336118869551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2374187336118869551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/movies-with-advertlets.html' title='Vantage Point with Advertlets'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7ul6a-vQ0I/AAAAAAAABY4/SYJMQotz8kw/s72-c/vantagepoint-advertlets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-8370548130008522145</id><published>2008-02-18T11:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:36.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Previews'/><title type='text'>Advertlets.Com n Vantage Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7kCL6-vQyI/AAAAAAAABYo/69hjLRUEnpg/s1600-h/vantagepoint_smallposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168164451218572066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7kCL6-vQyI/AAAAAAAABYo/69hjLRUEnpg/s320/vantagepoint_smallposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As you know, I've got these two little advertisement boxes on the right panel of my blog. One of it belongs to Advertlets.Com. So, I went to clicking on it and guess what? I found this little interesting contest by my dear friends from Adverlets - “Break The Code” &lt;a href="http://www.vantagepoint.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; . Check it out! And if you win any Sony products from it, don't forget to share them with me, ok? This contest promotes the movie none other than the title of the webbie page, Vantage Point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.advertlets.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Synopsis goes as follows:-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In Columbia Pictures’ Vantage Point opens in Malaysian cinemas on 21st February, Thomas Barnes (Dennis Quaid) and Kent Taylor (Matthew Fox) are two Secret Service agents assigned to protect President Ashton (William Hurt) at a landmark summit on the global war on terror. When President Ashton is shot moments after his arrival in Spain, chaos ensues and disparate lives collide. In the crowd is Howard Lewis (Forest Whitaker) an American tourist video-taping the historic event to show his kids when he returns home. Also there is Rex (Sigourney Weaver) an American TV news producer who is reporting on the conference. It’s only as we follow each person’s perspective of the same 15 minutes prior to and immediately after the shooting that the terrifying truth behind the assassination attempt is revealed. Get more movie info about the movie at &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809712780/info"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.advertlets.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Advertlets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; for more details and also, if you're a blogger, no harm getting a little box too- helps you get a few cents into the pocket each time a friend clicks on it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-8370548130008522145?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/8370548130008522145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=8370548130008522145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8370548130008522145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/8370548130008522145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/advertletscom-n-vantage-point.html' title='Advertlets.Com n Vantage Point'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7kCL6-vQyI/AAAAAAAABYo/69hjLRUEnpg/s72-c/vantagepoint_smallposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-4859636897096173201</id><published>2008-02-14T16:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:36.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Life...'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7QB-K-vQwI/AAAAAAAABYY/rzne4PtD5d4/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166756840111817474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7QB-K-vQwI/AAAAAAAABYY/rzne4PtD5d4/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Guess the novelty of "V" day wears off with each passing year especially for couples like us who have dated for 7 long, long, loONG, years. But that's more the reason why we should always ignite the sparks by doing little things together. Yen's always been the one. He's more than anyone could ask for. Quite the perfect boyfriend. Always buys me roses, every year. One year there was even two cause the delivery guy couldn't make it on Valentines. And he's always smoldering me with lots of gifts, time, love, affection, care...he's really a rare package!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, I' decided, let's make this Valentines- his! Thus, I made him breakfast this morning. But it wasn't in bed! (No notti thoughts.) I checked out a recipe in my Donna Hay recipe book and found the Chocolate Brioche to be quite easy so I whipped up what little cooking skills I had and experimented away. What turned out was a French Toast like thingy with Peanut Butter in between (I was afraid to attempt melting chocolate. Burns!). Yums...so we had a good hearty breakfast together before he left for his big meeting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;This Valentine's evening is going to be a bit different. Instead of going for dinner, Yen and I are going for a Manicure and Pedicure session together to get some much needed pampering and pumic heel scrub. *Squeels* For those of you who have read snailze.blogspot.com you'd be wondering whyI ain't gonna do my own mani pedi today. Well, it's just the thought of having someone do it for you while you relax that makes it more enjoyable. *Can't wait!* And besides, it's having little activities out of the norm that makes the relationship interesting. Guys, don't tease him about it, it's very common and most metrosexual/hetrosexual, urbanites do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After that, we'll be heading off to watch "Jumper" at GSC's Gold Class theater in One Utama. It's going to be another fun experience as apparently, we're allowed to order food to be served in the cinema itself! I'm really looking forward to the huge comfortable seat and allowing myself to just be engulfed into the movie and of course enjoing the moment of having someone to spend the time with today! And for that, I am so grateful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day! I hope you have a great one too! I'm going to leave you with the Bible verses written by Paul, that I feel explains what love really means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is kind; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is not envious &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or boastful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or arrogant &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or rude. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It does not insist on its own way; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is not irritable or resentful; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but rejoices in the truth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It bears all things, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;believes all things, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopes all things, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;endures all things. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-4859636897096173201?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/4859636897096173201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=4859636897096173201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4859636897096173201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/4859636897096173201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7QB-K-vQwI/AAAAAAAABYY/rzne4PtD5d4/s72-c/Image034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-2192475524066440561</id><published>2008-02-12T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:01:37.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sze Accessories'/><title type='text'>Valentines 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_iYAK3I/AAAAAAAABlE/NfRpfl7YmVo/s1600-h/14022008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179009821151603570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_iYAK3I/AAAAAAAABlE/NfRpfl7YmVo/s320/14022008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; The cinema seats in the GSC Gold Class were far between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_SYAK2I/AAAAAAAABk8/6EoL7ezjt8c/s1600-h/14022008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179009816856636258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_SYAK2I/AAAAAAAABk8/6EoL7ezjt8c/s320/14022008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm too small for the HUGE cinema couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_yYAK4I/AAAAAAAABlM/y5_j37JF0o8/s1600-h/14022008(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_yYAK5I/AAAAAAAABlU/JJZaJGk0H5w/s1600-h/14022008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179009825446570898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_yYAK5I/AAAAAAAABlU/JJZaJGk0H5w/s320/14022008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Sea Yen trying to act cool ala Chinese Ah Beng Collar style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jeanine, Alena and I were catching up with what's been happening in each other's lives at her apartment. We planned to swim but the weather was fickled and attempted rain dampened our moods so we gave in to watching "Notebook" with James Marsden (I wish!). And what a lovey dovey movie to start the Valentines week with! Truly inspiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was quite soapy and touching at the same time but what amazed us most was the love between Allie and Mr.Cute-Moustache-Sideburn. All three of us were oohh-ing...sigh-ing...and ahh-ing...throughout the whole time because it really is such a rare thing-real love. The chemistry and the flames of first love was so admirable for the fact that it lasted them their lifetime till they both passed on. Who wouldn't want that? True love with a happy ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, it's a pretty old movie but if you've yet to catch it I would totally recommend you get the DVD and cuddle up with your darling this Valentines to watch it together. Really an inspirational one by writer of also A Walk to Remember starring Mandy Moore. Who's this writer? None other than Nicholas Spark who also wrote Wednesday's Letters (my fav!). So, if you haven't got a date, grab your fleece blankets, a cup of hot chocco and occupy your mind with this one. You can get it at Border's under their Inspirational Literature section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Aside from the the movie, my thoughts...SO? Valentines? Passe? Well learning from the movie, love can get a bit menotonous and painful at times but it's not just about the fuzzy feelings and electrical sparks but a mutual trust, responsibility and respect from both parties to remain in love despite all circumstances till death-do-us-part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I hope that you'll find love in the most unexpected corners and turns in your life just like I've found my true love, the one and only, (whom I've waited for since my Cinderella days).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And for those who are happily coupled, all I can say is be very satisfied and happy with the one you're with, stay faithful and be good! The grass isn't always greener on the other side. So, HAPPY-LOVEY-DOVEY-VALENTINES!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hugs and Kisses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166318762037560050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R7Jziq-vQvI/AAAAAAAABYQ/GRifPS1Qc0c/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Parents! Mine are definately the example of a couple much in love. They still joke, tease, laugh, hug, kiss and...maintain their love for each other everyday! So, inspiring! When I grow up, I want to be just like mum and dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30694940-2192475524066440561?l=szeyoong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/feeds/2192475524066440561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30694940&amp;postID=2192475524066440561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2192475524066440561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30694940/posts/default/2192475524066440561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szeyoong.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-2008.html' title='Valentines 2008'/><author><name>Sze Yoong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11438392335883616738</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/_NTzMhnH35Gk/R9-J_iYAK3I/AAAAAAAABlE/NfRpfl7YmVo/s72-c/14022008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30694940.post-6603783720543698555</id><published>2008-02-01T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T11:09:24.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidaze...'/><title type='text'>Sze's Bangkok Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Check out a few pictures of my Bangkok trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000
