<?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-6655656</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:13:12.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dayNnite</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily lives, complete with craps and nonsense.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>261</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-7269228136745019223</id><published>2008-02-24T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T11:30:31.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dmagicube</title><content type='html'>Thought I'll just drop a line.&lt;br /&gt;Am currently blogging at &lt;a href="http://dmagicube.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dmagicube.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-7269228136745019223?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/7269228136745019223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=7269228136745019223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/7269228136745019223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/7269228136745019223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2008/02/dmagicube.html' title='Dmagicube'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-8836932442724543882</id><published>2007-08-31T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T19:28:11.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hamster</title><content type='html'>Once a upon a time, there was one hamster running around at this really big forest. She ran and ran searching for nuts and berries. Does a hamster even eat nuts and berries, this hamster doesn't even know. Yet its stomach craved for one. She saw the squirrels munching them, ever so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you searching for?" the squirrel asked the hamster. "Berries and nuts" the hamster told her. "Do hamster even eat them?" the squirrel asked again. "I might when I find one" the hamster then reply. Off again the hamster searching for nuts and berries. The squirrel look at her run, puzzled at such determination. "Crazy hamster." the squirrel thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hamster looked and looked. She found none. Then she looked around, and found that she was lost. She sat down by the riverside, huffing and puffing. Her big bum just sank into the sand. "Now I'll not find those berries and nuts." the hamster thought, disappointed. She looked around, and realised that she had lost most of her friends. "Where are they?" she thought. "I thought we are going to find those nuts and berries together?" But she found none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sniffed her way back. Along the way, she looked for her friends... she tipped toe and called out to her friends. "Where are you guys?" she called out. But her voice were carried away by the wind. The tree asked her "Who are you searching for, little hamster?" "My friends" she told him. "Who are your friends?" he asked again. The hamster looked at the tree, and blinked, "I..I forgot." She sat down again, and began to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the squirrel came behind her and tapped on her shoulder. "Why are you crying hamster?" The hamster looked at her and said "I.. I'm looking for nuts and berries, but I lost my friends along the way. Now I can't find any berries or nuts.. and I forgot who my friends are." She bawled. Tears falling onto her face. The trees looked at her, the flowers looked at her, the squirrel looked at her. The squirrel then smiled and ran off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hamster cry even the more when she saw the squirrel ran off. "Where are you off to?" she called out. "Wait there, hamster." the squirrel said. The hamster sat again, sobbing quietly. "I'm sorry Mr. Tree for disturbing you." "It's alright. It is just too bad that I don't have any nuts or berries on my branches for you to pluck from." the tree said. "It's all right. Thank you." she politely said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Plop' 'plop' 'Plop' 'Ploploploploploplop' Hundreds of berries and nuts tumbling down on top of the hamster. "What??!" When she came up out of the mountain of berries and nuts, she saw the squirrel smiling broadly down at her. "You remind me of the stash of berries and nuts around this side of the forest. So I ran and took some for you. Come, try some of these." The squirrel offer the hamster. The hamster took one and sniffed... weird. She opened her mouth and took a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acid from her stomach came rushing into her throat. "Bleech! Yuck!" The hamster spitted out the berry. The squirrel looked at her and laughed, causing herself to tumble from the pile of nuts and berries. "You are funny. You wanna be my friend?" the squirrel asked. The hamster smiled and nod. Still laughing, the squirrel took her hand and said "Come, let's look for your friends together." The hamster is glad. She found an unexpected friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-8836932442724543882?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/8836932442724543882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=8836932442724543882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/8836932442724543882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/8836932442724543882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/08/hamster.html' title='The Hamster'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-1236176520789101907</id><published>2007-08-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:46:22.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending the 24 hours of nite-time</title><content type='html'>I doubt that &lt;em&gt;Day&lt;/em&gt; will come in blogging in here in anytime soon, I dont even think she checks this from time to time... probably only when there's comments and it prompts her mail box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for &lt;em&gt;Inbetween&lt;/em&gt;, she has only blogged this every once on 20 April 2005. Not many know of her contribution post, I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we are not arguing, I'm still sitting a stone throw away from &lt;em&gt;Day&lt;/em&gt; here at work and have teh tarik sessions with &lt;em&gt;Inbetween&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that... I dont think they are blogging anytime soon, or maybe would not continue to blog here as the last time &lt;em&gt;Day&lt;/em&gt; blogged was back in October last year. You can call it a phase in life, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels funny blogging when there is no day and nite in a day, there is only nite. Imagine having 24 hours of nightime since October 2006. Haha. And so... I've decided to stop blogging here. I'm not sure if I would write somemore, I might... just not here. I might start another blog, but maybe just not yet. See how it goes... but of course, I'll still read :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so... thank you very much for reading the craps that I've been writing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: Jellio', thank you for introducing me to the world of blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-1236176520789101907?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/1236176520789101907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=1236176520789101907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1236176520789101907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1236176520789101907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/08/ending-24-hours-of-nite-time.html' title='Ending the 24 hours of nite-time'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-3448027851887448551</id><published>2007-07-17T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:45:31.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What has happen to our world?</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Harry Potter with a friend yesterday evening. As he could not secure tickets online, I went over to KLCC to get it on Friday evening as I decided to leave office on time. (Read: Friend said it not right to say leave office earlier as we always leave office after office hour or on time :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was queuing up, I took out The Sun newspaper from my bag and read as the queue was rather long. As I read and move along the line. I notice there is this boy, max age 10 inching nearer and trying to stand in front of me. Of course, he is only a little boy, I could be nice and let it be but maybe I'm mean. I gave him an evil stare. He knows I was aware he was trying to cut the queue and stood back behind me. As we approached the turning of the line, he moved up and stood next to me and it appeared like I was the line trying to cut the queue. I put down my newspaper and look at him again. I'm sorry that I don't look friendly but then again, I couldn't help thinking, "He is only so young, what is happening to the world that such a young kid learn to cut queue and doing it in such a way that is so subtle." Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he notice I was not going to let him cut the queue, he inched back to the line. As we came to another turning point, he stood there and shouted for someone in a language that I dont understand. I continued back to my newspaper reading. After a few minutes when I looked up, the boy somehow has in the position of a few people in front of me. Despite I do not approved of him cutting the line, I did not say anything. Then I saw him at another turning point, I was still behind, I saw him using the same tactic - subtly standing beside the person in line and move along, went in the line a couple of people in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, he was in one line ahead of me. He looked up and I found myself giving him another disapproving stare. I maintained my stare at him (ok.. I know I'm evil) and he looked away after a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happen to the world? Is there something wrong with our education that a young boy knowingly aware that he is in the wrong but he did it anyway with full caution? Are we teaching the children the wrong things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: Wrote this on Sunday evening but something wrong with PC and i cant get online. Sigh. &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/6655656-3448027851887448551?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/3448027851887448551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=3448027851887448551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/3448027851887448551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/3448027851887448551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-has-happen-to-our-world.html' title='What has happen to our world?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-5946517941978463414</id><published>2007-07-17T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:43:19.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearance</title><content type='html'>End of last month, my uni senior had a bad accident and got admitted. The chronology of event was a little vague. It was said that he left home for a presentation in KL but he was found on the North South highway, on the way back to KL from Seremban. In fact, he was found after his girlfriend lodged a missing person report as he did not return home after the said presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the episode in Grey's Anatomy Season 3, the story centered on a ferryboat accident. One of the scenes - Dr Addison asked, "If I went missing, would anyone notice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me think... despite I'm staying with 2 housemates, but as we are not very close (um.. me bad, I'm the antisocial housemate), anyway I don't think they would know if I'm not home. Or even if they notice I'm not home for a couple of days, they would not know if I'm away cos I went for a holidays or I just simply went missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, if I unfortunately passed away in my room. Would they probably just grumbled saying that I'm this lazy girl who forgot to throw the rubbish? Grin. It sound possible. Oh well... if I went missing on a weekend, all that could happen. Of course, if I do not turn up for 3 days to work, I'm sure my boss would look up for me, before she goes for any disciplinary measure :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it is comforting that if something happen to me on a weekday, there are people who would notice eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you went missing, if you disappeared, would anybody notice? &lt;br /&gt;If I went missing, if I disappeared, over the weekend, would anyone notice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-5946517941978463414?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/5946517941978463414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=5946517941978463414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/5946517941978463414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/5946517941978463414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/07/disappearance.html' title='Disappearance'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-7198799755142213222</id><published>2007-07-05T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:36:56.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers - have you watch it?</title><content type='html'>Ok... THIS is a cool movie. I would vote it as movie of the year... grin.. subject to what I have watched. And yes, it is very good. Please go watch it if you haven't. Don't say I didn't warn you oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... yes, go watch &lt;a href="http://www.transformersmovie.com/"&gt;Transformers&lt;/a&gt;. It's worth every cent you spent on the ticket. I managed to catch it on a Wednesday, yesterday to be exact, so we only paid RM 7 for it. My friend even commented that she felt we underpaid for the movie and already making plans to watch it again... on cinema!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you said you've never watch Transformers when you are a kid? Or that it is no longer shown over the TV when you are born? Who says you need to watch the cartoon to be eligible to catch the movie? Grin... enough said... just go watch it before it is no longer on air :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-7198799755142213222?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/7198799755142213222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=7198799755142213222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/7198799755142213222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/7198799755142213222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers-have-you-watch-it.html' title='Transformers - have you watch it?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-2921681397674461252</id><published>2007-07-03T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:42:18.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beard Papa</title><content type='html'>I first heard of &lt;a href="http://www.muginohousa.com/"&gt;Beard Papa's&lt;/a&gt; cream puff from &lt;a href="http://look_again.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-again.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. A.Z Haida describes it as "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;contain no preservatives and made with good quality ingredients. It’s crunchy on the outside, ice cold in the inside, and nothing beats the fresh whipped custard cream taste." However I have not get around to taste it... despite walking past it every other time. Beats me, to think that I read the blog in January last year, and its now July 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to give it a try last Sunday, after gym... umm.. it probably has killed all my effort in gym earlier... but nevertheless... I bought it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is packed to me in this paper bag cos I bought 3 (pardon for the crumpled paper bag, its a miracle the cream puffs survived after a few knocks when we went grocery shopping in Carrefour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/beardpapa002-400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each cream puff is separately by another "envelope" for easy eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/beardpapa010-400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it look like... it doesnt look very pretty hor but it is good. The cream is not too sweet, just nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/beardpapa005-400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I decided to take another picture after I've taken a bite :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/beardpapa007-400.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost RM 3.30 for 1 if I'm not mistaken, and RM 9.30 for 3, something like that. Can be found in Mid Valley, the lower ground where there are loads of restaurants.&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/6655656-2921681397674461252?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/2921681397674461252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=2921681397674461252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/2921681397674461252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/2921681397674461252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/07/beard-papa.html' title='Beard Papa'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-8290934343771365233</id><published>2007-06-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:36:16.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know your ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABC &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;could be the 1st 3 English alphabet, it could be &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;irway, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reathing &amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;irculation to check when you perform CPR, it could be your favourite food - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;atu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ampur or it could also be some young, dashing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;merican &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;orn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hinese.&lt;br /&gt;... and now, it's a tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://recordedmoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;Calv &lt;/a&gt;and I told him if he completed the one I tagged him... I'll do this... so here it is... (despite I secretly think he *ahem* purposely *ahem* do it the way that he doesnt need to link people up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A is for age:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age next birthday would be 28 (I know... talked to my mom again a few hours ago, and she still nags me about getting a bf &amp; get married = =")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B is for beer of choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I dont like beer... makes me go toilet ever so often, not to mention the anti-histamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C is for career:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do I have a career? Or it is a job? *ponder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D is for your dog’s name:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog disallow me to disclose his name :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E is for essential item you use everyday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought essential item are things that you need to use everyday... but reading Calv's answer.. umm... it is not is it? So... what is it yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F is for favorite song (one only) at the moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;咸鱼 by 五月天 (Mayday) - a Taiwanese Band. Good lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G is for favorite games:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrug... havent been playing for a while... I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H is for hometown:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alor Star... in Kedah.. (oh well.. just in case it's too small to be noticed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I is for instruments you play:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano, Organ, Trumpet, Saxophone, Horn, Trombone, Clarinet, Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums and the list goes on and on and on.... None of all that, unfortunately for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J is for favorite juice:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... watermelon? Orange? Carrot? I don't know... don't have I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K is for kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One boy &amp; one girl, ideally twins - so no need to go through it another time (actually, I've never actually thought about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L is for last hug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yesterday. Colleague's last day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M is for malls:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midvalley for gym, Sg Wang for dinner before Japanese class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N is for name of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to "A" above. TQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O is for overnight hospital stays:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P is for phobias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Roaches! &lt;-- I echo this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q is for quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Life is like topography, Hobbes. There are summits of happiness and success... flat stretches of boring routine. And valleys of frustration and failure" Quoted from Calvin, The Indispensable Calvin &amp; Hobbes is one of my favourite quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R is for your race:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S is for status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;S is for single :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is for things you like:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel, anime, sleeping, manga, doing nothing... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U is for underwear:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I wear them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V is for vegetable you love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli and some other vege, I'm vegetable illiterate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W is for worst habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X is for x-rays you’ve had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CXR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y is for yummy food you know how to make: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato salad, recipe courtesy of my boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z is for zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've learnt my ABC, I want to learn yours too... ;P And so, I shall tag:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/a&gt; (grin.. haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-8290934343771365233?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/8290934343771365233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=8290934343771365233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/8290934343771365233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/8290934343771365233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/06/know-your-abc.html' title='Know your ABC'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-1397123520908996272</id><published>2007-06-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:50:54.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What blog(s) do you read?</title><content type='html'>Grin.. &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie &lt;/a&gt;actually disable any form of highlighting the words to copy from her blog... and I have to do this tag by typing each and every question out :P&lt;br /&gt;For the rules, please read from &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-going-to-start-my-own-tag.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei, friend... need to test my typing skill meh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Who's blog is a must read everyday?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;kimmie just likes to whine&lt;/a&gt;. Formerly known as kimmie's life. Grin... this dear, dear friend blogs everyday... and I'll dread the day when she cannot access to the internet &amp; post daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's blog is always informative?&lt;br /&gt;I'll go for &lt;a href="http://www.travelblog.com/"&gt;these travel blogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;3. Who's blog is always funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crapings.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Crap Some More&lt;/a&gt;. Short, sweet &amp;amp; funny :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who's blog dishes out advice/sayings/advice that you actually listen to?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly who's... it depends on where I want to go... :P&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.travelblog.com/"&gt;"collection" of blogs &lt;/a&gt;... (sorry eh.. i know it's the same as no. 2 but... its informative but I do follow the advice &amp;amp; take note of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who's blog would you highly recommend to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://waiterrant.net/"&gt;Waiterrant&lt;/a&gt; - collective of small stories and also where I learned of the blog &lt;a href="http://waiterrant.net/"&gt;waiterrant &lt;/a&gt;from, &lt;a href="http://adelinegong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Work In Progress &lt;/a&gt;blog which is also a good blog where I stumbled on a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the funniest blog entry you read recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-5-wu-zun.html"&gt;I_hate_life: take 5 - Wu Zun&lt;/a&gt;. I was with the writer at the scene... and found that the specific post is sarcastic funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What blog entry actually makes you think recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/"&gt;Kenny Sia&lt;/a&gt; - same post that makes Kimmie had a thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which online shopping blog that you actually frequent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanityvault.net/"&gt;Vanity Vault&lt;/a&gt; by April. Umm..its funny in the way that its actually a blog that sells accessories like earrings, necklaces and I hardly wear them and I dont even have ear holes to support those earrings... but I like to see the accessories that she designed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who are you going to tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super chu chai &lt;/a&gt;- I am curious what blogs he read... the old-wise-one :P (and at the same time... grin.. make him blog somemore *whistling innocently*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recordedmoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;Calv&lt;/a&gt; - cos he seem to find it "amusing" that I blog surf, so I'm also curious who's blog does he read ... and apparently he stressed wor (nothing to blog is it? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/a&gt; lor.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-1397123520908996272?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/1397123520908996272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=1397123520908996272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1397123520908996272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1397123520908996272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-blogs-do-you-read.html' title='What blog(s) do you read?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-1416965526842809161</id><published>2007-06-11T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:32:01.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with my mother</title><content type='html'>Called up my mother to confirm if she wants to pay a visit to my dad in Nirvana, after all Father's Day is coming up. And... an innocent question leads me to these... ever so frequent nowadays. In fact, I think in all my phone calls to my mom, she would find openings to query on it. After mom confirmed that no going to visit dad, I told her I'll pay a visit to Genting Highlands and Kuching sometime soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Me going in Genting the week after next and Kuching in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Go with whom (&lt;em&gt;mom's standard question&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bay bee dino, little P they all lor (&lt;em&gt;mom knows bay bee dino cos I went to Sabah &amp; HK with her... and Little P cos she brings me out to mum mum&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Ok, how many people going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Ok.. then the Kuching one leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That one in August, I follow bay bee dino back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Only 2 person ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Got another friend (&lt;em&gt;Ok... umm.. I just dont have to thing to lie lar yah, besides what is there to lie about ... till... haih&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Guy or gal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: R*** ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No lar, friend from office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Not R*** ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, its C*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Your boyfriend ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: = ="" No.. not my boyfriend (&lt;em&gt;IM Calv and tell him... *me striked by lightning*&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Why you dont want to tell me? Be good, like your sister, got boyfriend will tell me, broke up already will also tell me. Why you want to keep secret for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: = =""""""" There is no secret lar, I really dont have boyfriend one. (&lt;em&gt;Calv laughing over the IM... grrrr&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Aiyo, going to be 30 years old already lar, when are you getting married? If all of you all married already, then I wont be worry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aunty, why I tell you but you dont believe, want to believe those aunties that I have never seen for ages? (&lt;em&gt;I call my mother aunty when I try to be sarcastic :P&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Ya mah, so tell lar, that C***** your boyfriend ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dont have one lar. See cousin also no girlfriend yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You want to follow your cousin ar? He 30+++ already still not married yet lar. He picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: = =""""" I want to go already, got class. (&lt;em&gt;Saved by Japanese class, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PHEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: Conversation with mom is in Mandarin... and I noted Calv found it amusing everytime I talk to my mother = ="&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/6655656-1416965526842809161?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/1416965526842809161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=1416965526842809161' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1416965526842809161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1416965526842809161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/06/conversation-with-my-mother.html' title='Conversation with my mother'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-8900883451668884742</id><published>2007-06-06T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:51:39.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why donate blood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RmbXqseakSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QnfqDZ4kogk/s1600-h/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072979158772650274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RmbXqseakSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QnfqDZ4kogk/s320/main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture pilfered from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pdn.gov.my/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;National Blood Bank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favourite place in KL. Or maybe I should say, one of my comfort haven... the National Blood Bank. I found out about this place when I was studying in uni then as our hostel are located in Titiwangsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why it is one of my favourite place? Well, people usually see it the side where being a blood donor helps people in need, provide supply to the blood banks... but to me, there is another side to it. Somehow, donating it gives comfort, sort of like giving is loving. It gives this contented feeling, and as you sit down there, with your hand pumping to let the blood flow, it soothe troubled soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe I dont describe it well enough. But each time I visited this place, it magically calms my rough thoughts, my anger, my uneasiness. And despite it leaves this needle prick mark and once a while a patch of blue black, it is a very worthwhile cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-8900883451668884742?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/8900883451668884742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=8900883451668884742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/8900883451668884742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/8900883451668884742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-donate-blood.html' title='Why donate blood?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RmbXqseakSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QnfqDZ4kogk/s72-c/main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-7705447726120061854</id><published>2007-05-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:16:38.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little P's birthday dinner at Izzi</title><content type='html'>Went out to celebrate &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little P's&lt;/a&gt; birthday yesterday, from 1 pm till 1 am at night. Grin. Although her birthday is not yesterday, but tomorrow, well we thought its a weekend, what the heck. First, we went to Greenbox Karaoke in Sg Wang, I only took a few pictures as my camera battery is low, I cant afford to use the flash. But i suppose &lt;a href="http://btweenheavennearth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pig Angel &lt;/a&gt;will blog it up (Read: If she doesnt, go bug her :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thereafter we went to have dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.izzikl.com/"&gt;Izzi&lt;/a&gt;, followed by supper at Subang, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://recordedmoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;Calv&lt;/a&gt; fetching us there. I think so it's in Subang, oh well... actually I dont really know where I am :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of ... the place and food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbrWfjpqUI/AAAAAAAAABg/IePvQQ6v09c/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+009-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063993602685380930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbrWfjpqUI/AAAAAAAAABg/IePvQQ6v09c/s200/LPS+bday+0507+009-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbrWfjpqVI/AAAAAAAAABo/xs2XlZArMA4/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+011-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063993602685380946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbrWfjpqVI/AAAAAAAAABo/xs2XlZArMA4/s200/LPS+bday+0507+011-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTPjpqPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fiFx9WeQ-JU/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+009-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTPjpqQI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZmSDYCkoA_0/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+011-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ how Izzi looks like, inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTPjpqRI/AAAAAAAAABI/W1y2nhqx9DM/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+014-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063992447339178258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTPjpqRI/AAAAAAAAABI/W1y2nhqx9DM/s320/LPS+bday+0507+014-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTfjpqSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Qf2bGx8nb0M/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+015-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063992451634145570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTfjpqSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Qf2bGx8nb0M/s320/LPS+bday+0507+015-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063992451634145586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbqTfjpqTI/AAAAAAAAABY/wuahzDI-_S8/s320/LPS+bday+0507+016-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizers: Fried chicken wings, calamari and cheese dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1PjpqWI/AAAAAAAAABw/jOJY2zbgQnM/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+019-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063994130966358370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1PjpqWI/AAAAAAAAABw/jOJY2zbgQnM/s320/LPS+bday+0507+019-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1PjpqXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mMpx1KHSLjY/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+020-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063994130966358386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1PjpqXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mMpx1KHSLjY/s320/LPS+bday+0507+020-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1fjpqYI/AAAAAAAAACA/ITUkZHfRjEE/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+021-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063994135261325698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1fjpqYI/AAAAAAAAACA/ITUkZHfRjEE/s320/LPS+bday+0507+021-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1fjpqZI/AAAAAAAAACI/xg1eqTLiW30/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+022-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063994135261325714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbr1fjpqZI/AAAAAAAAACI/xg1eqTLiW30/s320/LPS+bday+0507+022-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ main course: salad, breast meat with fettucini, cabonara and pizza (erm... its rather obvious that I'm not the one ordering the food as I cant remember the exact name :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbsy_jpqbI/AAAAAAAAACY/85ux1wRbgmY/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+026-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063995191823280562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbsy_jpqbI/AAAAAAAAACY/85ux1wRbgmY/s320/LPS+bday+0507+026-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbsy_jpqcI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pl_qxn-lcQg/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+030-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063995191823280578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rkbsy_jpqcI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pl_qxn-lcQg/s320/LPS+bday+0507+030-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ dessert: there were 2 types but I didnt take the other one... it was placed a little far from me... and I erm, sort of decided not to budge from my seat ... anyway, these little things are very sweet.. and somehow the appearance reminds me of dorayaki. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbszPjpqdI/AAAAAAAAACo/35_d7MVCGIs/s1600-h/LPS+bday+0507+033-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063995196118247890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbszPjpqdI/AAAAAAAAACo/35_d7MVCGIs/s320/LPS+bday+0507+033-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my colleague cuts it into equal small pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: I notice Little P went out to celebrate her birthday with people who dont eat lunch. Ended up... only Little P &amp;amp; I ate lunch = ="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-7705447726120061854?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/7705447726120061854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=7705447726120061854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/7705447726120061854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/7705447726120061854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-ps-birthday-dinner-at-izzi.html' title='Little P&apos;s birthday dinner at Izzi'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/RkbrWfjpqUI/AAAAAAAAABg/IePvQQ6v09c/s72-c/LPS+bday+0507+009-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-4650198078312924982</id><published>2007-05-03T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:41:27.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toenail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took this picture awhile ago. Told my friend that I was going to blog it up, to let people know how he is doing :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I'm a bit crazy cos I totally forgot taking picture of my friend, instead only take a shot of his feet, specifically his toe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a guess ... you might know who he is ..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rjm8FPjpqLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RMspzobZPck/s1600-h/pg+027-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060282454588893362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rjm8FPjpqLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RMspzobZPck/s320/pg+027-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-4650198078312924982?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/4650198078312924982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=4650198078312924982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/4650198078312924982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/4650198078312924982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/05/toenail.html' title='Toenail'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lUMb3MdXseU/Rjm8FPjpqLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RMspzobZPck/s72-c/pg+027-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-1746523253962426442</id><published>2007-04-23T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:48:34.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things come to those who wait... sometimes</title><content type='html'>I'm not THAT optimistic, hence must add the word "sometimes" to the title. Anyway, there is this book - &lt;a href="http://www.foronemoreday.com/"&gt;For One More Day &lt;/a&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.albom.com/"&gt;Mitch Albom &lt;/a&gt;that I had been eyeing since the 1st time I saw in bookstore. However, the only available version was the hardcover ones, hence translated to rather pricey for the book. Despite wanted to buy the book yet I'm not all that into paying so much simply because of the hard cover. So... I left it there, in the bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... I guess good things come to those who wait. Yesterday, over &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/"&gt;The Star &lt;/a&gt;newspaper under the Reading section, there was a coupon giving 50% discount to purchase certain titles in &lt;a href="http://bookweb.kinokuniya.co.jp/indexohb.cgi?AREA=05"&gt;Kinokuniya &lt;/a&gt;(only valid yesterday &amp;amp; today). Grin. I hardly buy newspaper these days as I dont really fancy keeping stacks and stacks of old newspaper especially when everytime I bring it down, the van which collects old newspaper would have been far far away. So I resolve to reading newspaper online. Anyway, I was to wait for the bus to come at 12.30 pm to travel back to KL from Penang, so I bought a copy of Sunday Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily, I went to grab a copy of "&lt;a href="http://www.foronemoreday.com/"&gt;For One More Day&lt;/a&gt;" this afternoon and surprise, surprise... the paperback version is also out (it may have been out for quite sometime but I have not been to bookstore for awhile). Hence with the 50% on the paperback version, it is very much affordable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess, good things come to those who wait... sometimes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-1746523253962426442?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/1746523253962426442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=1746523253962426442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1746523253962426442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/1746523253962426442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-things-come-to-those-who-wait.html' title='Good things come to those who wait... sometimes'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117648540260217495</id><published>2007-04-14T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:30:02.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Rare Is Your Personality?</title><content type='html'>I didnt really have the intention to put this up. In fact, I was just clicking around and casually answering the questions for this blogthing. Anyway... noted it matched perfectly with the earlier "test" I took in one of the soft skill training provided by company. The other "test" that I took actually required me to answer like about a hundred question as opposed to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all men&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&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/6655656-117648540260217495?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117648540260217495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117648540260217495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117648540260217495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117648540260217495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-rare-is-your-personality.html' title='How Rare Is Your Personality?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117602550591471189</id><published>2007-04-08T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:45:05.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving HK</title><content type='html'>Hehe... ok I'm done blogging for the day. Took the 2.15 pm flight back to M'sia. However lucky my Octopus Card still have sufficient fund for me to travel to Causeway Bay to grab some Lo Po Peng for my colleagues. Forgot to take picture of that anyway but instead took a few of HK Internation Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage2-400-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise from top left: Spots of clouds taken from the airplane, HKIA, see those snow flakes on the plane window? (friend said she thought the window cracked = ="), another one on HKIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: It's time I get another SD card. Had to delete a few pictures just to take pictures of HKIA&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/6655656-117602550591471189?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117602550591471189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117602550591471189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602550591471189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602550591471189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/leaving-hk.html' title='Leaving HK'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117602504490253437</id><published>2007-04-08T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:39:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last full day in HK</title><content type='html'>I went to Stanley again, hence left Sheung Wan in the morning by tram to Central. Took bus no 6 from the Exchange Square, it cost me HKD 7.90. From one of the magazines that I read in HK, it is said that bus no 6 to Stanley, if you sit at the 1st row of the upper deck of the bus, you will see one of the most superb view. It was also said that if you couldnt secure that seat, then the trip might be considered wasted. Oh well.. hehe.. me being a bit kiasu very happy that I got that seat. The other side of the 1st row seat was taken by this 2 New Zealanders who were on a transit waiting for a plane to London. Also to note that bus no 6 is the cheapest among the buses from Central to Stanley (but I dont know about the minibus fare though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage-400-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Stanley, during daytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I also took bus no 6 back to Central, loitered a while in Central before I walk to the Peak Tram station for a ride up to The Peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central4-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Duddell Street Gas Lamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central9-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The famous Central-Mid Levels Escalator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central7-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lan Kwai Fong, on a weekday, during daytime &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. up to The Peak, I visited Madame Tussade's Wax Museum. Ah.. the last time it was under renovation :P I cant miss it another time rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage1-400-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: As I strolled along Lan Kwai Fong, just couldnt help thinking that it would be nice if Calv is around :P (oh well.. if u know him, you will know what I mean)&lt;/em&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/6655656-117602504490253437?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117602504490253437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117602504490253437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602504490253437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602504490253437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-full-day-in-hk.html' title='Last full day in HK'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117602304624743845</id><published>2007-04-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:04:06.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the "Religious Trail"...</title><content type='html'>Covered the "religious trail" by around 4 pm. Colleague called to meet up for dinner at 7.00 pm in Causeway Bay. I figured as there was still time, I decided to grab another chance to see if I could secure a nice picture of the Central view. From Wong Tai Sin, I took the MTR to Prince Edward and dropped by the Flower Market and Yuen Po Street Bird Garden as I missed both during my 1st trip and the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage2-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Flower Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage1-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Yuen Po Street Bird Garden &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I walked to Fa Yuen street... and in the short pass-through the street, I got myself a shawl :P and took the pediastrian bridge to the Mongkok MTR station. Got down at TST station &amp; walked to the Star Ferry Pier (again!) I know, I know... I'm rather crazy in that sense&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Took the ferry to Central but sigh... its even more misty than ever. Have to try right...&lt;br /&gt;From pier, I walked cut-cross IFC and over to Prince Building to get a tram to Causeway Bay. All in all, it took me about 2 hours... of course with all the loitering :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For dinner its usual affair of noodles... but after that, my colleague brought us (Day and me) to eat this boiled egg and milk (but got people call it stewed milk and stewed egg...shrug) at Yee Shun Milk Company. There were 3 of us and there is this note at the bottom of the menu saying that number of order must be at least 1 per head (e.g. there was 3 of us, so we should order 3 items) otherwise, we would have to pay HKD 10 for hogging the seat. (of course they dont use the word hogging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Food_Souvenir11-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ boiled milk and boiled egg from Yee Shun Milk Company&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;side note: its really not bad u know.. the boiled milk &amp;amp; egg :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117602304624743845?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117602304624743845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117602304624743845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602304624743845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602304624743845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/after-religious-trail.html' title='After the &quot;Religious Trail&quot;...'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117602129298861628</id><published>2007-04-08T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:34:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religious Trail :P</title><content type='html'>Ok.. it just so happen that the routes to those temples are near each other.. mmm.. or was it planned that way? Anyway, I wanted to go to the 10,000 Buddhas Monastery as I missed it the last time as we spent too long in the HK Heritage Museum. However it was rather far in Shatin, and when I went google around, noted that there are another 2 places nearby worth a stop - Chi Lin Nunnery and Wong Tai Sin Temple. There you have the "religious trail" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage5-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 10,000 Buddhas Monastery, in Shatin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage4-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Chi Lin Nunnery, Diamond Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The present-day buildings have been rebuilt and their style is of&lt;br /&gt;Tang architecture. The beautiful garden in front of the nunnery is open to the&lt;br /&gt;public free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its buildings are the only ones to be built with&lt;br /&gt;wooden rooftops in modern Hong Kong, without the use of a single nail in its&lt;br /&gt;construction. This is based on a unique architectural style from the Tang&lt;br /&gt;Dynasty which uses special interlocking systems cut into the wood for&lt;br /&gt;construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covering a space of 30,000 square meters, Chi Lin Nunnery&lt;br /&gt;has strikingly beautiful statues of the Sakyamuni Buddha, the goddess of mercy&lt;br /&gt;Guanyin and other bodhisattvas. These statues are made from gold, clay, wood and&lt;br /&gt;stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chi_Lin_Nunnery"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage3-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Wong Tai Sin&lt;/p&gt;I went on a Sunday and it was fully packed - young, old, male, females. Everybody seems to have prepared to pray. I've even seen people fished out lighter from their own pocket to light the joss sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: I had muscle ache the next day from climbing the staircase to 10,000 Buddhas Monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117602129298861628?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117602129298861628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117602129298861628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602129298861628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602129298861628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/religious-trail-p.html' title='Religious Trail :P'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117602004106620422</id><published>2007-04-08T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:14:01.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The so-called "rural trail"</title><content type='html'>Well.. it was so-name by one of my colleague when she noted that I was going to Sham Shui Po and Cheung Chau. Oh well...not that its really rural rural but comparatively to the HK island, Kowloon ... it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking out of the hotel in Sheung Wan, I took the MTR to TST and checked in to a budget hostel in Mirador Mansion. Despite the very notable size of the room but it is a very, very convenient place - with Star Ferry Pier within a short walking distance, MTR station almost next to it and KCR station down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... sad to say that I miscalculate on the time, not expecting that it would be really dark by 7 pm. By the time I left the budget hostel it was already about 1 pm, also I had to change more $$ as initially wanted to pay for the room via credit card but somehow it cant went through and I paid with cash. Anyway as I wanted to spend more time in Cheung Chau, I decided to go to Sham Shui Po first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/TST_SSP_C7-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Stalls selling electrical stuff in Apliu Street &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/TST_SSP_C6-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jockey Club on a racing day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;By the time I left Sham Shui Po, it was about 3 pm. Took the MTR back to TST and walked to the Star Ferry Pier. Took the Star Ferry crossed over to Central and walked to Pier no 5 which would take me to Cheung Chau. The journey is about 40 mins to an hour. So by the time I reached Cheung Chau its about 4++... sigh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/collage-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Top row (L-R): Overlooking from Cheung Chau are ferrys and boats, taken from the ferry itself, bicycles and bicycles parking at the side of the road&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2nd row (L-R): Main street in Cheung Chau (Praya Street), hehe.. another on the boats, Pak Tai Temple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3rd row (L-R): Wind surfing centre, Hometown Teahouse run by a lovely Japanese lady - sushi, tea and red bean cake is served during teatime for HKD 20, night view of Cheung Chau from the ferry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;By the time I finished walking around Cheung Chau town, it was rather dark though only at 7 ++ pm. Wanted to venture off further, however as it was rather dark with limited street lights, I dare not go off from the town area. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: I miss the red bean cake by Hometown Teahouse in Cheung Chau :&lt;/em&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/6655656-117602004106620422?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117602004106620422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117602004106620422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602004106620422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117602004106620422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-called-rural-trail.html' title='The so-called &quot;rural trail&quot;'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117601781596651697</id><published>2007-04-08T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:36:55.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of training</title><content type='html'>Day 5 of training. As Friday was the last day of training, it was scheduled to end at 3 pm after another lunch :) We had our last lunch together at a hotel in Cyberport before went back to hotel to put down that big file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As friend wanted to go meet up with his wife &amp;amp; mother-in-law and I wanted to continue my unfruitful hunt of anime figurines at Mongkok. So I left hotel alone, taking the tramway to Central before changed to MTR and got off from Mongkok.&lt;br /&gt;(If you ever realise, I have never board a minibus. Reason is very simple, I never know where to shout for, "please stop, need to get down")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I round and round Mongkok and found those really, really, really nice figurines but it was too expensive. Sigh... oh well.. you got it right, I didnt buy any. Thereafter, I walked to Fa Yuen street, Goldfish Market, Ladies Market and Temple Street. It was rather late and I missed the opening time of Jade Market, Flower Market and Bird Street. (The Flower Market and Bird Street, I went another day but didnt get around to peek at the Jade Market. Not that I want to buy anything from the Jade Market anyway :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/MK_YMT_PE3-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Fruit stall in Fa Yuen street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/MK_YMT_PE6-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~ Packets of fishes in Goldfish Market (it is parelel to Fa Yuen Street) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/MK_YMT_PE8-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~ Stalls after stalls in Ladies Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/MK_YMT_PE12-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Rows and rows of fortune teller in Temple Street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: Fa Yuen street is a morning market, hence it closes early about 9 pm. It has a very wide range of things selling including nice clothes, knick knacks, toys... very nice place :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117601781596651697?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117601781596651697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117601781596651697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601781596651697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601781596651697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-day-of-training.html' title='Last day of training'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117601686775778265</id><published>2007-04-08T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:21:07.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking alone in Sheung Wan</title><content type='html'>Day 4 of training. Friend's wife and mother-in-law came from Malaysia to join him. I'm being nice and stay away from being a light bulb, decided to roam by myself. As the previous nights we reached hotel rather late and I noticed I was drinking more coffee than usual, I decided to retire to bed earlier. Hence only roam at Sheung Wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the bus together with friend, he getting off at Central and me got down at Western Market. From there, I just walked all the way back to hotel. Its really not far... but took me awhile as I went in all the convenience shops along the way :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/SheungWan2-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~ Western Market at night... taking from an overhead bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a quiet night where I had a wantan mee for dinner opposite the hotel I stayed, and redeemed the welcoming drink while reading Lonely Planet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: Sheung Wan is really quiet at night where shops closed really early.&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/6655656-117601686775778265?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117601686775778265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117601686775778265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601686775778265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601686775778265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/walking-alone-in-sheung-wan.html' title='Walking alone in Sheung Wan'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117601592692340821</id><published>2007-04-08T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:06:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another short stop in Central... and Mongkok</title><content type='html'>Before went to HK, Bay Bee Dino requested me to bring something for her brother. The days prior I had no plan to go to Central but somehow ended up there. I didnt bring along the thing that wanted to bring for her brother, so had to go to Central again (not that I lament about it anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the appointment with Bay Bee Dino's brother was at 7 pm, and we had more time to spare (colleague went together with me), we decided to grab an egg tart or 2 before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central_MK_0703071-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~ This is where the famous shop for egg tart in HK - Tai Cheong Bakery, located at Lyndhurst Terrace in Central. Friend bought 2 egg tarts, and I got myself an egg tart and a "sa yong" something like doughnut. The egg tart costs HKD 3.50 one, so does the "sa yong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passed thing to Bay Bee Dino's brother, we took the MTR crossed to Mongkok. Despite down an egg tart right in front of the shop, we were pretty hungry by then. So dropped in at the 1st shop, KFC... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Food_Souvenir1-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;KFC in HK comes with a spaghetti, soup, salad and of course chicken (with ham on top) - at least the one I had had that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After had dinner, we just walked around with friend keeping me company, cos I was hunting for figurines which unfortunately was unfruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central_MK_0703077-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~ Mongkok street at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw this Hui Lau Shan dessert shop (in fact its all over HK). We cant resist it despite its cold and we are not really hungry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Food_Souvenir5-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~ Mango puddings. The one on the left is mango with pamelo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: I noticed egg tarts in HK are those really yummy ones that "crushed" when u bite as compared to the ones in M'sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117601592692340821?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117601592692340821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117601592692340821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601592692340821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601592692340821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-short-stop-in-central-and.html' title='Another short stop in Central... and Mongkok'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117601455195145095</id><published>2007-04-08T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:42:31.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening activities at Repulse Bay and Stanley</title><content type='html'>The organisers of the training are really a bunch of understanding people. Understood that we would love to go walkabout after training. So on day 2 of training, there was this evening activitiy scheduled for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial plan was to bring us up to The Peak and enjoy the breathtaking nice view. However, the sky has not been very kind with mist covering single building/view. Hence changed of plans to a short trip to Repulse Bay and Stanley. In a way, it was lucky for me as I did plan to go to Repulse Bay and Stanley on one of the days. Oh well.. in the end, I did return again to Stanley as we only dropped by for a very short 15 minutes and even the Stanley Market already closed for the day. As for Repulse Bay, I make do with the short stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We travelled from Cyberport on a chartered bus to Repulse Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Repulse Bay (淺水灣, lit. Shallow Water Bay) is an area in the southern part of Hong Kong Island, located in the Southern District, Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The well-known Repulse Bay Beach is located on a beautiful bay with a long line of coast and smooth sand. It is a Grade 1 beach for its good water quality. In addition, large waves rarely hit the beach, making it an ideal place for swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If to reach by public transport, there are buses via Central to Stanley such as 6, 6A, 6X, 260.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Info from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Repulse_Bay"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Repulse_Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/RepulseBay14-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~ the famous bridge at Repulse Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilfered this picture from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Repulse_Bay"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/180px-RepulseBay_hole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the organiser told me that if I am to take a bus to Repulse Bay, need to get down from the bus when I see this building. As for the hole, it is said for feng shui. Something like dragon looking at the mountain behind through the hole and good feng shui.&lt;br /&gt;After a short while of walking around, we left in the same chartered bus to Stanley before proceed to have dinner in Causeway Bay. No shopping, just loitering around in the cold wind... its nice :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Stanley_0603071-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;~ The Murray Building, at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Murray Building was once a government building in Central, it was dismantled in 1982 to make way for new buildings. The facade was stored in a warehouse after the building was dismantled, and the facade was rebuilt in Stanley in 1998. It was open to the public in 1999. It houses several restaurants and the Hong Kong Maritime Museum (see below). When it was rebuilt, the ink used to label the pieces had washed off, and when they had finished constructing the building, they had six columns left over. These columns now stand outside the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Info from: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley,_Hong_Kong"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 15 minutes in Stanley, we had a very full dinner in Causeway Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: I think I need another battery for my camera...&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/6655656-117601455195145095?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117601455195145095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117601455195145095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601455195145095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117601455195145095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/04/evening-activities-at-repulse-bay-and.html' title='Evening activities at Repulse Bay and Stanley'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117492408373820130</id><published>2007-03-27T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:48:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at Central @ 050307</title><content type='html'>Training ended at about 5 pm daily. After 5 pm, we would loiter somewhere instead of head back straight to hotel. Grin. Understandable right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day in HK, we headed to Central. Hopping on the same bus (M49 or M49P) with the same fare of HKD 10 would bring us passed Sheung Wan straight to Central. Actually I didnt really know where to get down from the bus, but then Central should be obvious.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. anyway, I found out that it is not hard to recognize. See the ferry pier, opposite it is the huge IFC, you know you have reached Central. 2nd day there was indeed cooler than day 1 where we were happily strolling and had the thought of "shouldn't have bring the jacket along".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking towards IFC from the Central pier, crossing this bridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central_0503074-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anyway, we met up with a senior in uni who is doing his PHd in HK Uni (smart eh). My senior and my colleague's coursemate. Anyway, while waiting for him, we just loiter around Central. By the way... it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central_0503075-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We were in one of the buildings in Central. In the maze of the buildings, they are actually linking to each other. One can walk between buildings and not get wet :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: I like Central. If you want food, there is good food. If you expensive stuff, there's rows and rows of branded stuff. If you want buildings, the buildings are great ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117492408373820130?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117492408373820130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117492408373820130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117492408373820130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117492408373820130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/03/night-at-central-050307.html' title='Night at Central @ 050307'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117492306755408040</id><published>2007-03-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:31:07.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training at Cyberport</title><content type='html'>The main reason I was at HK was this training. This 5 days training was held in Cyberport. As the name suggested, sort of like IT hub. Likewise our Cyberjaya, the company which trained us had their IT stationed there, as well as their training academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been to Cyberjaya but was told, ahem... Cyberport more advanced than Cyberjaya lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the outside of the building where we had our training. It is basically a mall but attaching to it, a IT hub/business centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Cyberport3-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Going in, would passed through a passage looking out to scenaries of Cyberport, overlooking Lamma Island (I was told, but getting there would need to take ferry from Central, unless of course, you chartered your own ferry/ship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to reach to the lifts, one would passed by teleconferencing rooms, flat screen TVs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Cyberport2-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Looking out from the glass panels, one would notice of high rise building, trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Cyberport9-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Side note: *phew* Exams finished. Had a fulfilling dinner at Dontaku :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117492306755408040?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117492306755408040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117492306755408040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117492306755408040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117492306755408040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/03/training-at-cyberport.html' title='Training at Cyberport'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117472521931493975</id><published>2007-03-24T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:37:44.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at Causeway Bay @ 040307</title><content type='html'>I kind of like writing about the trip that I went... it's nice to read about it when a few years down the road, or just a couple of months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm grateful for given an opportunity to visit HK again, and the best part is... I'm on a fully sponsored trip, but of course not on the days I opted to extend, also I get to learn :)&lt;br /&gt;Boss was generous to recommend me for a 5 days training to HK and I grabbed the opportunity to cover the places that I missed the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 in HK:&lt;br /&gt;Took the 9++ am flight from KLIA, touched down in HK at about 1-2 pm. Took the hotel bus shuttle (cost HK$ 130 per pax) and reached hotel at about 4 pm. Training was not scheduled till the next day, so another colleague of mine &amp;amp; me went out scouting the bus stop. Had to get a bus to Cyberport for training the next day... better be a bit more kiasu than late right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, saw the famous green-colour tram with the sign "Causeway Bay". Oh well.. we just jumped on it and off to Causeway Bay. Erm.. we didnt even check the which stop we were at before boarding it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday at Causeway Bay was FULLY packed. As I was walking down a road, I saw the sign the reads, "Luruskan rambut - $xxx". It took me a while to register that I was not in KL. Wow... there is actually BM in HK. But well... a few minutes later, I'm not surprise anymore. Causeway Bay on Sunday was packed with Indonesians!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/CB_WC1-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;See for yourself! I took the picture from an overhead bridge in Causeway Bay. It was like a mass picnic. Read from somewhere that Causeway Bay was suppose to be like Orchard in Singapore or Bintang in KL. Really??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well... hold that thought, it really was, if I were to go another part in Causeway Bay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/CB_WC24-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stretches and stretches of branded shops. Ah.. and the temperature is just fine. Walking without jacket and no sweat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;However these shops are just too expensive for us, for me at least. So we decided to take off and went off to Wan Chai, just to see the Lockhart Road where it house bars, pubs, etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/CB_WC30-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thought I might be able to drop by Tai Yuen Street in Wan Chai for a while, might be able to grab some toys for my nieces. But well... we were just a little too late. Many of the shops were already closed, if not shutting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After walking a bit in Wan Chai, we decided to call it a day and back to hotel for a rest. After all, had to wake up early to take a 30-45 mins bus from Sheung Wan to Cyberport. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: I better get back to my studies, exam due on Monday... :P&lt;/em&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/6655656-117472521931493975?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117472521931493975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117472521931493975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117472521931493975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117472521931493975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/03/night-at-causeway-bay-040307.html' title='Night at Causeway Bay @ 040307'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117467344658750035</id><published>2007-03-24T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T03:10:46.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh well.. it's fate</title><content type='html'>Last year when I went to HK, I lamented on the not-so-good weather. Last week when I get to go HK again, I was grateful for last year's view. You know why...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/IMG_1613-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ From Avenue of Star, TST last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Central_1003078-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ From Star Ferry, this year (oh well, I had to cheat a bit to get better pictures rite? :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad right? But THAT was the clearest picture I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/TST_SSP_C28-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 10/3/07, from Star Ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/MK_TST_C_11030711-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 11/3/07, fromStar Ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least still can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/Peak9-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The Peak, this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/CIMG0321-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The Peak, last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/IMGP2407-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The Peak, taken by my colleague a week later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... fate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117467344658750035?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117467344658750035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117467344658750035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117467344658750035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117467344658750035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-well-its-fate.html' title='Oh well.. it&apos;s fate'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117457864663157016</id><published>2007-03-23T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:50:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm being nice.. hence i complete a long tag</title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog up something else... but that would probably take a long time... and I want to sleep earlier tonight.. so, well.. I guess I'll complete the tag that &lt;a href="http://btweenheavennearth.blogspot.com"&gt;Pig Angel &lt;/a&gt;tagged me like early this month :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer One: On The Outside&lt;br /&gt;Name : Nite&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date : somewhere in the 80's&lt;br /&gt;Current status : Single&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : Dark brown i think...&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour : Erm.. mahagony gua.. with unhealthy black colour... long story...&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty : Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Two : On The Inside&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage : chinese&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears : Cockroach&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness : Guilty conscience&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza : Thin crisp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Three : Yesterday, Today , Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your Thoughts First Waking Up : How come the night is so short&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime : 12 am&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory : When life is much easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Four : Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : COKE&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King : Both&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : Dont know... never tried&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Too expensive for me&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea : How does Nestea taste like? What kind of tea?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Both.. and vanilla tastes good with Bailey's&lt;br /&gt;Cappucino or Coffee : Both... I need coffee every morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Five : Do You..&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : Nope&lt;br /&gt;Curse : Yup&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : Duh&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : Nod&lt;br /&gt;Think You've been in love : I dont really know that part of my brain&lt;br /&gt;Go to school : Oh yah.. all the time...&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : I suppose... when time comes gua..&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : At times&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak : Nay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Six : In The Past Month&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : Baileys with Vanilla Ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : Yah, in fact just went to Sg Wang to have dinner just now&lt;br /&gt;Just Been on stage : dont think so..&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : Yup, in Townhouse Cafe in Cheung Chau&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Seven : Have You Ever..&lt;br /&gt;Played A Stripping Game : Not that i remember&lt;br /&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In : Probably subconsciously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eight : Age You're Hoping&lt;br /&gt;To Be Married : I dont think its wise to hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Nine : In a Girl/Guy&lt;br /&gt;Best Eye Colour : Hmm... never thought of that..&lt;br /&gt;Best Hair Colour : Black&lt;br /&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair : Both fine with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Ten : What Were You Doing (am I there yet?)&lt;br /&gt;1 Min Ago : Answering the tag.. i definately take more than 1 min to reach this question.&lt;br /&gt;1 Hour Ago : Working.. brought my work home again today&lt;br /&gt;4.5 Hours Ago : In Jap class&lt;br /&gt;1 Month Ago : Having fun time off work cos CNY&lt;br /&gt;1 Year Ago: Working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eleven : Finish The Sentence&lt;br /&gt;I Love : to work when $$ is no longer the issue&lt;br /&gt;I Feel : hungry now&lt;br /&gt;I Hate : not enough time to do what i want&lt;br /&gt;I Hide : under the table when i'm down&lt;br /&gt;I Miss : Lee Hom in concert :(&lt;br /&gt;I Need : more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Twelve : Tag Five People, NO tag back (finally... I am there!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm being nice.. Nite, Tapir, NITE, TaPiR, n1te.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117457864663157016?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117457864663157016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117457864663157016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117457864663157016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117457864663157016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-being-nice-hence-i-complete-long.html' title='I&apos;m being nice.. hence i complete a long tag'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-117250363013898860</id><published>2007-02-26T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:43:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged again!</title><content type='html'>I'm not doing this purposely - to have posts back to back on being tagged.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. I actually have another blog where I prefer to blog there if need to puts up pictures, bigger space.. sort of. So, if I MIA for a little too long, I might be blogging over &lt;a href="http://noverb.blogsome.com/"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; where it initially started off together with another friend... but he MIA longer than me. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the tagged thingy. I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://recordedmoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;Calv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose five people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my dreams is to watch Manchester United at Old Trafford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm rather disturbed with the fact that I dont have a dream that if I achieved, I will be blissfully happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like to sit under the table when I'm sad... like inside a cocoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I hold a cup/glass, my last finger somehow would be pointed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm right handed, but I place my glass/cup/soup on my left side and I hold my cup/glass with my left hand when I'm eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I actually own a 3rd blog where only about 10 people know the existent of it and the url. The actual number of people who reads it is probably only 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Life is like topography, Hobbes. There are summits of happiness and success... flat stretches of boring routine. And valleys of frustration and failure" Quoted from Calvin, The Indispensable Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbes is one of my favourite quotes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've learned... that the below sentence is true&lt;br /&gt;"I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is "season" for my eating habits. Eg: There would be a time that I would want to eat chocolates, but after that period of time, give me bars and bars of choc, I'll just leave it in the fridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mini compo is set to 60 minutes sleep mode every night before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well.. I tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super Chu Chai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little P (oo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bbdino.blogs.friendster.com/blog_blog_blog/"&gt;Wilda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noverb.blogsome.com"&gt;Verb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-117250363013898860?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/117250363013898860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=117250363013898860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117250363013898860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/117250363013898860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/02/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again!'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-116956497767420067</id><published>2007-01-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:09:37.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged!</title><content type='html'>1) Are your parents married or divorced?&lt;br /&gt;Married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you a vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you believe in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Yes but friend said I have no place in Heaven.. should i stop believing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever come close to dying?&lt;br /&gt;Nope... but recently got a scare cos the raft I was in during white water rafting was capsized... but of course, me got saved by a trained guide :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What jewellery do you wear 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;Nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Favourite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;After 10 pm where I would be home already usually, and can surf the net before sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you eat the stems of broccoli?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, broccoli are delicious vege :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;If I have my say, my face will stay same colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Ever have plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Cant afford.. I would have to live with it. If its that that that horrible, I'll wear a plastic bag over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you colour your hair?&lt;br /&gt;1st ever time... its highlighted with mmm... mahagony.. i think so.. dont quite remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;T-shirt/sleevesless T with shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Have you ever done anything illegal?&lt;br /&gt;Download songs, anime... considered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Yuppo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you tweeze your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. And this can be concluded that I dont visit beautician for facials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What kind of sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;Bata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you believe in Abortions?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly but I believe the mother can have her say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What is your Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Black black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Future child’s name?&lt;br /&gt;Never thought of it but I like the name Josh. Grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you snore?&lt;br /&gt;No one complained before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;How many times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) If you won the lottery, what would you do first?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on how much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Gold or silver?&lt;br /&gt;To wear? To keep? To sell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Hamburger or hot dog?&lt;br /&gt;From which joint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. One food for the rest of my life... I would probably be too hungry to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) City, beach or country?&lt;br /&gt;Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What was the last thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Where did you eat last?&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam Kitchen @ Citrus Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) When’s the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Dont really remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you read blogs?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday if i can get access to the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Ever been involved with the police?&lt;br /&gt;i) when I was 18 on the day I got my SPM results... my friends and I were rounded up at the reseroir area cause the police tot we were some gang members out to pick a fight... &lt;--- i copy from &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie &lt;/a&gt;cos I was there as well :P&lt;br /&gt;ii) when I was 20 after work... hanging out with colleagues outside a minimarket, there were only 3 of us but the police said 3 orang boleh rompak bank &amp; checked our I/C = ="&lt;br /&gt;iii) Stopped by traffic police every now &amp;amp; then to check I/C &amp; license. The last time I was stopped by traffic police, he asked for my contact number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What’s your favourite shampoo conditioner and soap?&lt;br /&gt;No favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Ocean or pool?&lt;br /&gt;I like the word ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Window seat or aisle?&lt;br /&gt;Window. I like to take pics of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Ever met anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... mmm... mmmm... guess dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you feel that you’ve had a truly successful life?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I dont even have a dream that will make me blissfully happy if I achieve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?&lt;br /&gt;Twirl. Used to eat like mee last time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey?&lt;br /&gt;I need to google for Ricki Lake 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Basketball or Football?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too short to play basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) How long do your showers last?&lt;br /&gt;15 mins? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Automatic or do you drive a stick?&lt;br /&gt;Neither currently. Still on my bike but dad's car is a manual one. Only drove automatic once, had to drive friend back cos he was too drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Cake or ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Are you self-conscious?&lt;br /&gt;"all the time... I have low self confidence and like I said before I am a paranoid person..." &lt;-- copy from &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie &lt;/a&gt;but hey she is describing me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Have you ever drank so much you threw up?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. But a couple of times I felt so sleepy and had to rush home to sleep ... after drinking beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Have you ever given money to a beggar?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) Where do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;Still in front of my pc but doing other stuff than answering this... this is getting a bit too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Are you wearing socks?&lt;br /&gt;Me at home now... barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Can you tango?&lt;br /&gt;Dont mention tango... cant even dance any other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Last gift you received?&lt;br /&gt;Souvenir from Bangkok given by a colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) Last sport you played?&lt;br /&gt;White water rafting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Things you spend a lot of money on?&lt;br /&gt;Manga, books, food, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;Alok Setak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Last wedding attended?&lt;br /&gt;2nd December in Cameron, coursemate's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Most hated food(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Internal organs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) What’s your least fav.?&lt;br /&gt;Least fav what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) Can you sing?&lt;br /&gt;I only go karaoke to eat... what say u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Last person you instant messaged?&lt;br /&gt;via YM - Rita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) Last place you went on holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Sabah if upon when I saw I got tagged, Malacca if upon me answering this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) Favourite regular drink?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) Tag 3 friends:&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretending I didnt see this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) Current Song?&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hom's Heroes of Earth album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Phew... that was LONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-116956497767420067?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/116956497767420067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=116956497767420067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/116956497767420067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/116956497767420067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged!'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-116498485611269023</id><published>2006-12-01T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:54:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dreaming...</title><content type='html'>Don't really have the mood to write, probably havent been writing for a while... anyway, saw this "What Tarot Card are You?" at &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-sad.html"&gt;Kimmie's page&lt;/a&gt; and just for fun, went to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outcome of it shows "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You will get that Ph.D. you've been working for years to complete&lt;/span&gt;, graduate at long last, marry after a long engagement, or finish that huge project."&lt;br /&gt;That word in red... that prompts me to blog. It's like a sign, telling me, go take your Ph.D or whatever.. anyway.. that's that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You are the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Completion, Good Reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The World is the final card of the Major Arcana, and as such represents saturnian energies, time, and completion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The World card pictures a dancer in a Yoni (sometimes made of laurel leaves). The Yoni symbolizes the great Mother, the cervix through which everything is born, and also the doorway to the next life after death. It is indicative of a complete circle. Everything is finally coming together, successfully and at last. You will get that Ph.D. you've been working for years to complete, graduate at long last, marry after a long engagement, or finish that huge project. This card is not for little ends, but for big ones, important ones, ones that come with well earned cheers and acknowledgements. Your hard work, knowledge, wisdom, patience, etc, will absolutely pay-off; you've done everything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&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/6655656-116498485611269023?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/116498485611269023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=116498485611269023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/116498485611269023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/116498485611269023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-dreaming.html' title='I&apos;m dreaming...'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-116091105024284833</id><published>2006-10-15T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T19:17:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Nuggets</title><content type='html'>Went to this Mc* fast food chain the other day, the one in Bukit Bintang before my Japanese class to get a quick bite. As I had 2 slices of sandwiches already, thought of not having so much food and wanted to get the 4 pieces Chicken Nugget. However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you have the 4 piece Chicken Nugget?&lt;br /&gt;Mc* Staff: Sudah habis. 6 ketul ada (translation: Finished, but have the 6 pieces one)&lt;br /&gt;Me: O_O (in heart: what kind of logic is that... 4 pieces finished but still have the 6 pieces one??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did not press on it, after all time to go to class already. But... it's illogical right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-116091105024284833?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/116091105024284833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=116091105024284833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/116091105024284833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/116091105024284833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/10/chicken-nuggets.html' title='Chicken Nuggets'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115716270929042746</id><published>2006-09-02T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:05:09.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 moons on 27 August 2006</title><content type='html'>Ok.. I should've put this up earlier. Anyway, did you or did you not get this email, telling you at certain time on 27/8/06 you will see 2 moons? Of course, literally it's 2 moons, but one is actually the Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yah... there isn't any. Stupid me looked up the sky at various position from the apartment I stayed. There isn't any moon. (My sis secretly told me dont tell people, cos pai seh). So we re-enter the house, and check the calendar. Mmmm... 27/8/06 is actually the 4th on Chinese calender - which also means... you wont get any moon, let alone FULL MOON. So, nothing happenned... I went back to sleep. But, this reminds me of what happenned 2-3 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked back the cert, there's no date printed on it. Yes, cert. Remember a few years back where it was said that the Mars is closest to Earth since 73,000 years? Well, that one is not a myth. I did went and see, and went for 3 times. Effort to see Mars :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day: It was a drizzling night, the Planetarium has hosted a "watching" Mars thingy. Knowing very much that you can't even see stars on raining nights, but my sis and me still insisted on taking my poor bike out for a round, just in case can see the Mars (kiasu mah). Well, fact is a fact, not even stars but we gathered that the Astronomer's Club would set up their telescope the next day in the field opposite Amcorp Mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day: A fine night, no rain. Unfortunately, it was way too fine. KL sky are way too bright. Try looking up the sky if you are in KL, it usually appears reddish instead of black. So, though luck to see any stars in such bright sky. We lined up, waiting at the telescope, loitered around... still no Mars to be sighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day: I dont remember as to why I didnt go to my elderest sis's house but my second sis did. Probably had to work. Anyway, 2nd sis saw Mars from elderest sis's house - its not KL, its at Sungai Long, outskirt of KL. Called me and asked me to go to Bukit Jalil. At that time, I was still staying in Setapak, take my bike again, all the way to Bukit Jalil, to look at that "little" planet. After all the effort, it has finally paid off. We saw Mars, and yes, that time was really Mars, even got a cert and it was said that it will be many, many, many years before we can see it in our sky again... so i guess, the email was a faux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/bruno%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The cert - a few years old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115716270929042746?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115716270929042746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115716270929042746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115716270929042746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115716270929042746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-moons-on-27-august-2006.html' title='2 moons on 27 August 2006'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115625224513029877</id><published>2006-08-22T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:10:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikan bakar attack!</title><content type='html'>Mmmm.. I ate ikan bakar for 4 days in a row... last Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Should've bring my camera &amp; take pictures of all the 4 days' ikan bakar that I ate... Unfortunately I only remember to take on Saturday... with 4 pair of hands... waiting to dive their fork and spoon while I take a quick snap. Here are the pictures... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/IB%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/IB%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/IB%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/IB%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sotong &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/IB%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/IB%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and.. the la-la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115625224513029877?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115625224513029877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115625224513029877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115625224513029877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115625224513029877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/08/ikan-bakar-attack.html' title='Ikan bakar attack!'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115597644644035931</id><published>2006-08-19T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:41:13.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crown Jewel Hotel, Penang - 4 star???</title><content type='html'>Well... that's what I heard, though I'm not quite sure the 4 star is on which part of the hotel. Personally, there are a few things as to why I dont quite agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The floor carpet is dirty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;There are red spots on the carpet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The ONE additional electrical point is faulty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I had to pull off the light connection to boil water, to charger mobile phone charger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 way pin cannot go in the electrical point&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Hence I cant charge my camera battery which explains why I didnt take many of the hotel picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There is no kettle in the room&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I called the reception, they told me to call room service. I called room service, I'm told to call housekeeping. Fine, maybe I did call the wrong extension but after waiting for 20-30 minutes, nobody come knocking at the door. I was hungry (no lunch), I went out of the room as coincidentally saw some housekeeping staff cleaning the few rooms down, I requested for a kettle. The staff casually open the door of a room &amp; passed me the kettle inside. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The electric point of the kettle is broken but usable&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Well.. since can use.. still tolerable. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The toilet is dirty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Can practically see that the toilet bowl is yellowish in colour. Tsk.. tsk..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There is no hair dryer in the room&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;My sister rang housekeeping for a hair dryer. We are already lying in bed almost dozed off and her hair is almost dry and someone knocked the door, only then the hair dryer came. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The basin is clogged up&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;If you have a weak stomach, then dont look at the basin right after someone brushed their teeth... leave it for say... at least 30 minutes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The coffee table is sticky and dirty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I had to clean it myself before dare to put anything on it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The menu in the restaurant indicated nett price but the staff informed us that we need to pay 10% service tax &amp;amp; 5% government tax&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;After we complained a few times... they didnt charge us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The ones more tolerable are - there is no remote control in the room (despite the apparently 4 star), the air con is not cold, one of the lamp in the room is faulty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;There you have it.. to sum it up, not recommended. By the way... its not cheap either oh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115597644644035931?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115597644644035931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115597644644035931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115597644644035931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115597644644035931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/08/crown-jewel-hotel-penang-4-star.html' title='Crown Jewel Hotel, Penang - 4 star???'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115484517045936136</id><published>2006-08-06T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:19:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys like Girls who are thin</title><content type='html'>True? Not true? Depends? (I think people like that answer... depends :p)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - I quote that phrase from Ino, Naruto Episode 192. I know, I know, the lastest episode of Naruto is at Episode 195, just that I'm a little backtracked, havent finished watching yet. In fact just finished watching Episode 192 a couple of minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is somewhat like this...&lt;br /&gt;Ino and Naruto was sent to a mission to another village where the princess has gained some weight before her date with a feudal lord's son (Chikara-sama). This princess (Princess Fuku) sent over her thin picture over to Chikara-sama before the big date day, and while waiting for the big day, she was a bit too nervous and indulged in too much food at night. Somehow she looked like Ino (before putting on the kilogrammes), hence wants Ino to be her double to capture Chikara-sama's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, there's chaos cos this Chikara-sama himself is not exactly thin and of course, not Ino's cup of tea. Also coupling with Naruto's changing himself to look like Princess Fuku and do funny funny stuff. Story ended with Princess Fuku showed herself and Chikara-sama love the fatty version of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Ino was a little hurt. In that episode, she said, "My virgin soul is scarred" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to it, "Boys likes Girls who are thin". Is it true? What say you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115484517045936136?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115484517045936136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115484517045936136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115484517045936136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115484517045936136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/08/boys-like-girls-who-are-thin.html' title='Boys like Girls who are thin'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115469208748492229</id><published>2006-08-04T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:48:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out at Kuchai Lama</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I went out to eat with Bay Bee Dino at Kuchai Lama. Bay Bee Dino likes those kedai kopi type of shop, so we went to try food in Old Town (something like that). She had nasi lemak and I already eaten company-provide-dinner, so I only ordered "pineapple bun". I remember it got some canggih name on the menu but I just can't remember what it is, but anyway its pineapple bun lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/food%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/food%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/food%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/food%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is how it looks like, and between the top &amp; bottom bun, there's a layer of butter. Yummy. Unfortunately, forgotten to take picture of the nasi lemak that Bay Bee Dino ate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that, we went to this shop, a few doors away. It is this newly opened stationery shop. I can hardly remember going to economical stationery shop in KL. Serious, you can get really affordable stationery there. Do check it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/food%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115469208748492229?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115469208748492229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115469208748492229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115469208748492229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115469208748492229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/08/hanging-out-at-kuchai-lama.html' title='Hanging out at Kuchai Lama'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115418227258659791</id><published>2006-07-29T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:11:12.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Going to Pasar Malam</title><content type='html'>The last couple of weeks, Little P brought me to pasar malam... and taught me the art of going to pasar malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Must leave work at 5.15 sharp, if not max must leave by 5.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;2. Must go to pasar malam early to avoid the crowd&lt;br /&gt;3. If drive, must park near the pasar malam but not too near so that easier to go off&lt;br /&gt;4. If ride motorbike, must bring a pillion rider so that can buy more things&lt;br /&gt;5. If die die cannot find someone to go, can only buy small small things so can bring home&lt;br /&gt;6. When want to buy things, ask your friend to stand in front to hog a bit of space so that the probability of ordering is higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... no more pasar malam for the time being... got class every Tuesday for the next 2 months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115418227258659791?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115418227258659791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115418227258659791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115418227258659791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115418227258659791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/07/art-of-going-to-pasar-malam.html' title='The Art of Going to Pasar Malam'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115366105163223655</id><published>2006-07-23T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:27:42.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Chopstick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last week before Tuesday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: I want to buy the chopstick thingy that you tie bun with... where can get yah?&lt;br /&gt;Bay bee dino: At pasar malam sure got one... and cheap&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;Little P: Can go pasar malam on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Tuesday at Sri Petaling Pasar Malam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little P: That bay bee dino say sure got... how come we walk so many stalls dont have ar? Only got those with things dangling here and there&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Dont know wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and walked till finally spotted it at one of the stalls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little P: Ei, buy 3 lar. One put in house, one put in office, one in case patah (break)&lt;br /&gt;Nite: But its RM 3.50 wor, buy 3 more than RM 10 already.&lt;br /&gt;Little P: Then buy 2. One put in house and one in case patah.&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Ok ok.. but wont be so fragile gua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was rather hot, thought I'll bun up my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Aiyak... i broke it -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com"&gt;Bay bee dino&lt;/a&gt; was having a good laugh and ask me to post it... so here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/hr.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The broken off part. The one on the right, I've tried to "shaved" off the chipped off part&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/hr_original.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how the original one look like&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/hr_comparison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the comparison between the one broken and the one not... See.. the part broken is thin.. not my fault :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115366105163223655?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115366105163223655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115366105163223655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115366105163223655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115366105163223655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/07/hair-chopstick.html' title='Hair Chopstick?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115356863152256769</id><published>2006-07-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:43:51.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam Jackfruit Chips</title><content type='html'>Well... that colleague of ours who invited us over for lunch, had actually just went back to Vietnam last week... and he brought this back. It's sort of like snack, tid bits to be exact. However, it has all the original taste of jack fruit. Aside from jack fruit, there's also banana one but that one seems to be sticking to teeth. I quote from Day, "You eat one, you will have to spend 10 minutes trying to clean your teeth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this jack fruit one is good. So, if you do go to Vietnam, try looking for it. Guess it good to be brought back as souvenir, a lot of people can share the food ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/daily%20060.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/daily%20060.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/daily%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/daily%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115356863152256769?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115356863152256769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115356863152256769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115356863152256769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115356863152256769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/07/vietnam-jackfruit-chips.html' title='Vietnam Jackfruit Chips'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115356700222908570</id><published>2006-07-22T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:16:42.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy</title><content type='html'>Lucky... one of our Vietnam colleagues invited us to have a vietnamese food lunch. The food is so good. Now I know why my colleague goes home everyday during lunch for his home-cooked lunch. Also he never orders the company food, cos he also got home-cooked dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky us... get to eat nice, Vietnamese food prepared by Vietnamese :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/viet%20food_all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/viet%20food.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yummy... vietnamese food is good :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115356700222908570?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115356700222908570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115356700222908570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115356700222908570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115356700222908570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/07/yummy.html' title='Yummy'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-115296051486178704</id><published>2006-07-15T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T18:48:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resuscitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off blogging for a while... though not as long as the certain piggy who oinked at Piggy Tales, but anyway, I was on hiatus for a pretty long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the writing just take a step back together with the loss of internet connection. A friend commented that the condition was as if I had loss of both arms and both legs :P&lt;br /&gt;So I guess if that was the case, I'm recovered... as streamyx is resuscitate. So in the meanwhile, me chasing the last 2 disc of Prince of Tennis which had keep me company through the "dark" 2 months... and busy keeping up with the loss episodes of Naruto and Bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Able to watch anime and read manga is a bliss. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-115296051486178704?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/115296051486178704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=115296051486178704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115296051486178704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/115296051486178704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/07/resuscitate.html' title='Resuscitate'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114828456718205019</id><published>2006-05-22T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T15:56:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous</title><content type='html'>Well... its miscellaneous, made up of the pictures that I wanted to blog but never got around doing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/VN%20food.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/VN%20food2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is vietnamese food, brought all the way back from Vietnam to here.. even the food had expired and I didnt get around to blog it. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/Crushed%20sugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this.. is manually crushed sugar.. to make it fine so that it dissolve when shake with cocktail shaker. It's part of the ingredient to make gimlet... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/lime%20juice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... and.. this is manually squeezed lime juice. I got limited kitchen apparatus.. so everything have to do manually, without machinery aid... but me bodoh, forgot to take the picture of the final product. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the below... is the pop up card that I made for a colleague as she has left for the greener pasture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/card1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/card2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/card3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There... end of miscellaneous posting :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114828456718205019?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114828456718205019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114828456718205019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114828456718205019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114828456718205019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/05/miscellaneous.html' title='Miscellaneous'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114827350454147797</id><published>2006-05-22T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:51:44.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet</title><content type='html'>Was talking with &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little P&lt;/a&gt; the other day on joining certain societies or organisation to "get to know" more people... well, you know, know more people, higher chances of getting to know the other half...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Why you no encourage me to go one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little P: Cos you not desperate yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: But.. I am desperate also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little P: O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Desperate for internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little P: Nothing to do with boyfriend also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Got... I need a boyfriend so that&lt;br /&gt;1. I can go his house to surf the net&lt;br /&gt;2. He can subsidize me for internet subscription&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little P: Like that also can ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: :P can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114827350454147797?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114827350454147797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114827350454147797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114827350454147797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114827350454147797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/05/internet.html' title='Internet'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114724129403905337</id><published>2006-05-10T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:09:48.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unofficial??</title><content type='html'>A conversation I had with Roach the other day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day: What happen to you? (looking at him being restless)&lt;br /&gt;Roach: Bad thing happened. I had a fight with my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Day: Ooo... about what?&lt;br /&gt;Roach: It is funny, the relationship that we are having. I don't know why she is so upset. It isn't like she is my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Day: uh? I thought you mentioned that she is?&lt;br /&gt;Roach: It is unofficial. I only see her two times and I'm not ready to start a relationship. Want it to go slow...&lt;br /&gt;Day: I see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day: talking, talking... so want to go or not?&lt;br /&gt;Roach: But but I have to ask my girlfriend if she want to go or not.&lt;br /&gt;Day: o_O I thought she is not your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Roach: Unofficial girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Day: What?! How can you tell people that you have a girlfriend when you are treating her like she is not? What do you mean it is unofficial? A girlfriend means girlfriend, how can it be unofficial??&lt;br /&gt;Roach: .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone explain to me what does unofficial girlfriend means?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114724129403905337?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114724129403905337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114724129403905337' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114724129403905337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114724129403905337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/05/unofficial.html' title='Unofficial??'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114588800613014247</id><published>2006-04-24T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T22:13:26.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged but don't know whats the title...</title><content type='html'>Well.. the title says all.. got tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.sooktheng.com/"&gt;Purple Rose&lt;/a&gt; and unfortunately cant play it her way... shuffling the songs cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont even have a MP3 player&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont have that huge collection of English songs :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So... I guess I'll have to answer it the conventional way. Besides, this thing would keep me off working for a while. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have no idea... have to ask the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Haha.. I wish. Tell me all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do people really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Perhaps I could tag a few people and see their answer for No 1... then i'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hahahahahahah... this is funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If I know... I wont be sad or depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ceh... you tell me. If I know, I would do it.. there wouldnt be any "should"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What would be good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You do give yourself advice... do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我难过 ~ still at that... its a good theme song, at least the title is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What does everyone think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;一首简单的歌 by Lee Hom (i actually ask my friend, she answered that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What song will play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;probably some Buddhist song... I'm being realistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What type of women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Erm.. arent you suppose to ask my guy friends that question instead of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What's my day going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;stressful with overwhelming work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Why am I here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;to do some typing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What will people remember me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the anti social gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are there people outside waiting to take me away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nope.. i dont even have to check at the balcony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What will this year be about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;if i know... then question no 5 and no 6 can be throw out of the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tag is not the-very-fun... so I shall be good and not tag :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114588800613014247?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114588800613014247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114588800613014247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114588800613014247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114588800613014247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-got-tagged-but-dont-know-whats-title.html' title='I got tagged but don&apos;t know whats the title...'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114572861738744922</id><published>2006-04-23T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:56:57.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn!!</title><content type='html'>Take a look at the time of this post... well, I just woke up 3 hours ago, at 10 pm. Took at "nap" at 5 pm just now... and woke up at 10 pm. Didnt really want to wake up but just check the time on my mobile phone and noted of a sms my friend sent. Well, i have to compose a long email to reply that... might as well. Anyway, after this post, I'm going off to bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt really blog as much nowadays, not that there isnt anything going around. In brief, it's basically work, work and work. I'm overwhelm with work, can barely finish anything and putting up with everybody who seem so change their mind over a few days or hours. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top that up, last Tuesday I accidentally knock the motorbike in front of me and someone knocked me from behind cos Mr Front braked and Mr Behind decided that I should pay him regardless the big fat fact that he knocked me from behind. Well...dont know what was in my head then, I refuse to pay him... argued with him at the road side. He was smoking and giving me threatening stares, aside from stomping on my bike. Yes.. you know, how people actually put their weight on someone's car/bike. He did that and nobody comes to my rescue and me... dont know what got into me, still refuse to pay him. I offered to go to police station though, to report on that small incident and obviously he declined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thereafter he "graciously" told me he will let me off cos I'm a girl. (well... if so, how come he stomped on my bike... I wonder) but things didnt end there. Upon reaching office, notice my bike got a flat tyre. Or going to be flat one, took it over to one of the petrol station but confirmed dead. The magic of petrol stations are that mechanics would scribble their phone number on the floor or at the place where you pump air so I resorted to calling each and every one till I got a mechanic to come over. (apparently there are few phone numbers that doesnt belong to a workshop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... short update on my days, a week ago.. I'm off to bed, again! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114572861738744922?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114572861738744922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114572861738744922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114572861738744922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114572861738744922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/04/yawn.html' title='Yawn!!'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114518958548131674</id><published>2006-04-16T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:13:05.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things about HK</title><content type='html'>Well, yes, and I have blogged up some pictures, can see it &lt;a href="http://noverb.blogsome.com/2006/04/16/going-places/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boots are the "in" thing, from teenagers to aunties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MTR stations are pretty confusing if you are new to it but its really, really clean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Transportation in HK is EXPENSIVE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They love noodles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look where you go, if someone knock you, its your fault&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A little hard to ask help for direction, though as days passed, it was not as bad as when we reached&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you cannot find a place to sit during dinner time, then dont eat there, never order your food first&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call and make reservation for dinner/lunch and reach there early&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subways are clean, and decorated with nice mural&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Public toilets are very, very clean as well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114518958548131674?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114518958548131674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114518958548131674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114518958548131674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114518958548131674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/04/10-things-about-hk.html' title='10 things about HK'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114484545903413278</id><published>2006-04-12T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:37:39.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long break</title><content type='html'>OK ok.....nite had been bugging me to blog...so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of blogger's block? Been having it cause seriously don't know what to say. It is hard to write a funny blog all the time. Time consuming to think of a poem to blog it. Erm...piggy had an ingenious idea on doing that! :p And a tad bit boring to be complaining over and over and over and over the same stuffs. Am waiting though for nite's adventure the exotic place. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I have been curious. Shoot me! I just read about this blog on man and woman. Naturally I'm curious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how they always say when you are in a relationship, you should be this this this and that that that? And you should be behaving this this this and that that that? Actually, how come the partner expect you to be something which you are not? And shouldn't this be the factor that he or she is interested in you in the first place? So .... what do you people think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114484545903413278?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114484545903413278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114484545903413278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114484545903413278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114484545903413278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-long-break.html' title='After a long break'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-114112445435108952</id><published>2006-02-28T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:00:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drool on food</title><content type='html'>In addition to Super Chu Chai's &lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/2006/02/week-that-was.html"&gt;pics on food&lt;/a&gt;... (taken by di di on &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bay Bee Dino's &lt;/a&gt;camera)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I should've post this up earlier... but haha.. laziness cant be cure in a day :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/6.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/10.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-114112445435108952?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/114112445435108952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=114112445435108952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114112445435108952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/114112445435108952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/02/drool-on-food.html' title='Drool on food'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113964664860801016</id><published>2006-02-11T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T16:35:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up at 7.30 am to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WASH MY BIKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not.. but i really did woke up at 7.30 am this very morning just to wash my bike. The last time I washed my bike was on &lt;a href="http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/washing-day.html"&gt;9/7/05&lt;/a&gt;, cos i blogged it up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... i have a choice of waiting for Piggy to come back and wash at her place again, but sad to say bikey is kind of really dirty, even more dirty than last time, i dont know why. Somehow some thing is nagging at me to wash it... so I set my alarm at 7.30 am today and wash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so early? Well, there's only one "public tap" at where I'm staying, and at about 9 am, there's this car washing service being provided. Hence, in order for me to wash my bike, I will have to do it either early morning or late late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... there.. its now clean :) Let's now hope it last more than 6 months :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113964664860801016?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113964664860801016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113964664860801016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113964664860801016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113964664860801016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-woke-up-at-730-am-to.html' title='I woke up at 7.30 am to...'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113940279180341738</id><published>2006-02-08T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T20:46:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not fair!!!</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day is approaching and as i surf the net, I noticed some thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever realise that the gifts suggested to buy a guy is way more interesting than gift suggestions for girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this in a popular search enginee front page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas for Her - Handbags, Jewelry, Fragrances&lt;br /&gt;Ideas for Him - Cell Phones, MP3 Players, Digital Cameras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think its a little too bias? Why cant buy Her cell phones, MP3 Players, Digital Cameras? What makes people think that only He would like those cool gadgets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113940279180341738?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113940279180341738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113940279180341738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113940279180341738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113940279180341738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-not-fair.html' title='It&apos;s not fair!!!'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113879886123848915</id><published>2006-02-01T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:01:01.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did anyone ask you these questions during CNY?</title><content type='html'>"Do you have BF yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyo, still none ar? Why you so picky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That guy not good meh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought that guy is your BF? No ar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets get this straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the youngest in my generation at my mother's side and that i'm the 4th youngest in my generation at my father's side (I have 3 cousin brother younger than me, thats all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I didnt go back to my hometown this CNY. This also means that I didnt see most of my uncles, aunties, cousins. The only relative I visited was my youngest uncle cos he stays in Klang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listed down the 2 points cos I have valid reasons as to why I shouldnt be asked those questions. Ok see... i'm the basically sort of youngest in my generation which means that I have quite a few cousin brothers and sisters and coincidentally there are like 2 cousin brothers that havent found the other half yet and my sis havent tie the knot yet. So... shouldnt all my relatives gang up and generate their pressure over there...instead of asking me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I thought that I would escape those questions... unfortunately, i think my mother foresee that her counterparts wont be around to give me those apparently friendly chat, so she go full force this year. Here are a few of the "pointers" my mom gave -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That so and so from your sister's company, next time go out eat with people lar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Next time, ask er jie to bring her so and so back. I wont come to stay, then so and so wont be pai seh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That guy not your BF ar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That guy no GF or not? He not bad mah, can consider."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If like that guy, then must take initiative. If gone liao, then no more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? *Faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(note: So and so and that guy is a different person)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113879886123848915?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113879886123848915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113879886123848915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113879886123848915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113879886123848915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/02/did-anyone-ask-you-these-questions.html' title='Did anyone ask you these questions during CNY?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113869067750629759</id><published>2006-01-31T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T14:57:57.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY mystery</title><content type='html'>At this time every year...ok....at various time every year, we would celebrate Chinese New Year. Be it in the month of February, January, or something, the weather will remain the same. HOT HOT HOT!! And I can never understand why is that so? Can anyone explain this to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had this festival - "Pass over winter" or something...Koh Tong. And after winter should be spring rite? But why does it feels like summer here? Sigh...mother nature had gotten her compas all upside down. Or is it because we ARE upside down? Who knows? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...to all of you people out there! Have a great New Year! And stay off of the sun..while I go get myself a nice cold drink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113869067750629759?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113869067750629759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113869067750629759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113869067750629759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113869067750629759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny-mystery.html' title='CNY mystery'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113828750531773615</id><published>2006-01-26T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:58:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most beautiful woman</title><content type='html'>They had just announced who is Malaysia's most beautiful woman.....If you want to know, go read the newspaper. I think they would had published her out first thing tomorrow morning. Got to say, at least the judges is honest. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder - since they had already elected Malaysia's most beautiful woman where they say the lady is beautiful not only on the outside, but also on the inside. And if one would want to compare the winner with some of the ladies I know, I think she wouldn't have stood a chance. Anyhow...if the MOST beautiful woman have been crowned. I guess there wouldn't be another person would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p Maybe I'm jealous. Don't play play, she won herself an apartment and a large amount of cash. Not to mention jewels that may earn her another large amount of dough. But enough of the green eye monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:- what makes a woman beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113828750531773615?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113828750531773615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113828750531773615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113828750531773615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113828750531773615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/most-beautiful-woman.html' title='Most beautiful woman'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113828596544709698</id><published>2006-01-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:32:45.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stocking up for 'winter'</title><content type='html'>For the ever ever first time in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not need rush to Puduraya and get a bus ticket to go home. The last time I remember, I had to take a bus to HKL bus station, walk to Titiwangsa LRT to Plaza Rakyat and get the shuttle bus to Duta Station. Its not that I didnt want to take cab but if you do not know cabs in KL are head chopping kind.. also stupid me didnt even know where is Duta Station then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not need to take my bike to Sungai Long so that I can tumpang my sister's car back to hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not need to pester my sister to tell me how many days of leave I need to take cos she is the one planning the drive back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for the 1st time in my life I am here in KL celebrating CNY and I'm pretty worry that I'll be too free and mudding wont take up so many days of my hols. So I need to stock up for DVDs/VCDs/books for this CNY so I wont be bored. AND NO... I DONT NOT WISH TO WORK OVER THE CNY (though I could clear some stuff... no.. scratch that thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not touch the naruto anime so that I got more things to watch... hmm... and i'm going to ransack &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piggy&lt;/a&gt;'s house for more comics or books :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got more books or movie or anime to loan me? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113828596544709698?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113828596544709698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113828596544709698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113828596544709698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113828596544709698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/stocking-up-for-winter.html' title='Stocking up for &apos;winter&apos;'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113758010288981717</id><published>2006-01-18T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:28:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life As an Underwriter</title><content type='html'>Got this job as my first offer,&lt;br /&gt;Quickly grasp, others didn't even consider,&lt;br /&gt;"Yes! I'll take it. No need differ,&lt;br /&gt;By the way, what is an underwriter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked around hoping for answers,&lt;br /&gt;Some told me it is the same as undertakers,&lt;br /&gt;Some asked if I need to write under the table,&lt;br /&gt;"Sure it is not illegal??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it is not, I hope it is not,&lt;br /&gt;I heard this job is hot, &lt;br /&gt;Went in, have to learn until brain clot,&lt;br /&gt;Only thing they didn't ask me to do is to hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn about risk management,&lt;br /&gt;Also health assessment, and spiritual discernment,&lt;br /&gt;Also lie detector just by what the clients declare,&lt;br /&gt;"Decline the case!" when lying clients dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I have to be part doctor, part detective,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I have to be part psychic, part artist,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I have to be part lawyer, part persuasive,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I have to be very very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who told me underwriters are boring?&lt;br /&gt;Who laughed at me when late in office I'm staying?&lt;br /&gt;Now who is amazed at me at this vast knowledge I'm learning?&lt;br /&gt;Who is at awe at this large oppurtunity I'm having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Underwriters are boring!"&lt;br /&gt;Hah! That's what you are thinking,&lt;br /&gt;With this policies that I'm reading,&lt;br /&gt;Money to me you will be paying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113758010288981717?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113758010288981717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113758010288981717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113758010288981717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113758010288981717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-life-as-underwriter.html' title='My Life As an Underwriter'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113750868164739125</id><published>2006-01-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:16:30.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 MB</title><content type='html'>This is a love-hate story with my company's email address. One fine day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: Export these cases and email it to A in Singapore. Remember to zip it yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nite&lt;/strong&gt;: Ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Me finished exporting 4 cases each for 4 different topics - Diabetes, Respiratory Disorder, Renal Disorder, Thyroid Disorder. Zip all the cases and preparing to send out the email.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1st attempt: Send out all 16 zip cases together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Immediately I received the email - "The email you've sent out has exceeded the quota limit and has been quarantined. Kindly inform blah blah (I dont remember) should you think it should be allowed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson #1&lt;/strong&gt;: You dont email the blah blah person and it might take you whole day before it is resolved. Also it might have to go through all sorts of red tape that you might just forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2nd attempt: Send out 4 cases of Respiratory disorder which file size is smaller as lesser documents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Received another email - "The email you've sent out has exceeded the quota of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 MB&lt;/span&gt; limit and has been quarantined. Kindly inform blah blah (I dont remember) should you think it should be allowed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson #2&lt;/strong&gt;: Ah.. so the max limit for external mail is 2 MB. Ok ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Fish out calculator and starts calculating the file size*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colleague&lt;/strong&gt;: What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nite&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm counting the size of the file I'm going to send out. Apparently max size allowed is 2 MB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3rd attempt: Send out 3 cases of Respiratory disorder with total size of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.98 MB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received yet another email - "The email you've sent out has exceeded the quota of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 MB&lt;/span&gt; limit and has been quarantined. Kindly inform blah blah (I dont remember) should you think it should be allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nite&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh.. they still block me!! It was less than 2 MB. Only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.98 MB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collegue&lt;/strong&gt;: Maybe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.98 MB&lt;/span&gt; is too near to 2 MB. They round up the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nite&lt;/strong&gt;: -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Take calculator and count again*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4th attempt: Send out 2 cases of Respiratory disorder with total size of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.68 MB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No email received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nite&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh..cool..finally can send already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Happily started counting the file size for the remaining cases and email out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour, I received 3 emails on exceeding limit quota. What? I dont even remember which ones exceeded the limit and which ones really gone through. So.. I gave up, copied all the files back home and email through yahoo mail, attaching with the files, I had to apologize for flooding the person's email and telling her to disregard whatever that I've send.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113750868164739125?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113750868164739125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113750868164739125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113750868164739125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113750868164739125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/2-mb.html' title='2 MB'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113677185148209651</id><published>2006-01-09T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:57:31.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>See what my friends got for my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/blogpic006.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was packed in that - Dove's Syampoo? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like this from the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/blogpic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. recognize the yellow hair??? (Sorry its a bit dark, I lazy to retake :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/blogpic010.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113677185148209651?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113677185148209651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113677185148209651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113677185148209651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113677185148209651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113677090927091424</id><published>2006-01-09T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:41:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallet or Purse?</title><content type='html'>My long time sort of wallet (yah.. it should be purse) spoilt the 1st time I went to Singapore on business trip. Actually the zipper was spoilt and I couldn't put any coins since then. So I resolved to bringing a small plastic bag separately. So that day I went out to buy myself another one... then went out with Piggy &amp; Di Di the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Take out purse from back pocket*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy: Ei, that is a wallet, man's wallet.. not purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: But I got it from the ladies section in JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy: It looks like a wallet instead of purse to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy: *Looking at Di Di* What do you think? Look like men's wallet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Di is eating and hardly talk a lot, just nod his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: But.. but.. the whole floor of it is ladies section..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy: Then it must be few men's wallet around in ladies section so that when the boyfriend keep the girlfriend shopping, and got things to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: Har...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy: Either that, its for the ladies who pai seh to go to the men section to buy stuff for the husband or boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite: -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After note: Actually when I bought it, I was thinking the same thing... that it appears to be like men's wallet instead of ladies purse. Here's for you to judge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/blogpic002.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113677090927091424?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113677090927091424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113677090927091424' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113677090927091424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113677090927091424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/wallet-or-purse.html' title='Wallet or Purse?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113612936457927415</id><published>2006-01-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:29:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Yet another post on the new year... and this is the 200th post for this blog... and on the 1st day of a brand new year too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just a short one... going to post up this sms that I received today, a pretty good one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Like birds, let us leave behind what we don't need to carry --&lt;br /&gt;- Grudges&lt;br /&gt;- Sadness&lt;br /&gt;- Pain&lt;br /&gt;- Fear&lt;br /&gt;and Regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year 2006!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113612936457927415?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113612936457927415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113612936457927415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113612936457927415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113612936457927415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113585566377598183</id><published>2005-12-29T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:27:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair</title><content type='html'>There is this village where day shines. Let's call it village Tok Shu. The villagers who were staying in the place are farmers. They plant paddy and fruits. This time of the year, the villagers are all very very busy to finished up the harvest before the cold winter come and destroy the hardwork that they had been toiling throughout the year. As day looked onto the village, day tried to help out by calling the clouds to cover the sun so that the heat will not beat the backs of the farmers. Or day will call the wind to help them as they beat the paddy to get the grains. Day felt happy doing all these things that can help the farmers complete their work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness comes, nite will come and help too. Nite will call the moon to shine more brightly than usual to guide the farmers as they pluck the fruits from their plantation. Nite also helped to put in more stars in the sky so that the farmers were able to rest well at night for the next day's work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this head villager that seemed to be respected by every farmers. There was one day, the head villager announced to the whole village that he will invite all the villagers for dinner and that he will give away a tractors and a few of his prized bulls. The farmers were really happy. "Two more days to go, my friends, do your best to complete the harvest and then we can have a feast thereafter." Day smiled as day saw the villagers cheered and motivated to complete what seemed to be a mountain within the next two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the village, there are some villagers that don't do farming. They rear chickens and ducks. That is the their work. Though they didn't work during this harvest, they wanted to participate onto the prize that the head villager is giving out. Day shoke head,  "How can these people qualify for the prizes that the head villager is offering? They didn't work as hard as the farmers. Funny people." But day knew that the head villager loves his people. He would allow all of them to have a prizes. Yet day felt bad for the farmers who toil all year and even more so this harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There will be a huge feast at the last day of the harvest. Good wine and food will be given out. These prizes will be drawn and the winners will get the tractors and the other prizes. But these will be for the farmers who worked hard these period." the head villager told the people one day. "But that is not fair sir. We didn't know that there are such prizes given out. If there is, we will help out. We will. This is so UNFAIR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head villager thought long and hard. What to do?. Day felt sad for him. At long last the head villager told the people, "Alright. These prizes will be eligible for everyone provided that they help out these last two days of the harvest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But that is not fair either", day thought. "but what can i do?....ah ha! I know what do now.....hehehe.." And so day begin to plan..... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113585566377598183?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113585566377598183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113585566377598183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113585566377598183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113585566377598183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/12/unfair.html' title='Unfair'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113578222121115032</id><published>2005-12-28T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:03:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or not, 2006 is coming!</title><content type='html'>Saw this cartoon in the newpaper. Hagar the horrible was telling his friend that the year is coming to an end real real soon. Time seemed to have passed by so so fast. Whoosh and there she goes....leaving traces of memories behind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have the year been treating you? Good or bad, year 2006 is coming soon and the world is going to embrace him. So stop for 10 minutes today and be thankful for all the good and bad things that you have encountered for the past year and dream of what 2006 will bring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113578222121115032?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113578222121115032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113578222121115032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113578222121115032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113578222121115032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/12/ready-or-not-2006-is-coming.html' title='Ready or not, 2006 is coming!'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113578043164401927</id><published>2005-12-28T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T22:33:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doughnuts</title><content type='html'>As promised, the follow up of picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/Sg%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S: I'm only trying to upload 2 pictures but it too ages.. serious ages. It has been more than 1 hour. So, guess would have to be contend with just one picture... till i have so much time to spare on uploading another picture :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113578043164401927?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113578043164401927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113578043164401927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113578043164401927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113578043164401927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/12/doughnuts.html' title='The Doughnuts'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113574359586044668</id><published>2005-12-28T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T12:19:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backdate: Christmas Eve 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super Chu Chai &lt;/a&gt;is bugging&lt;br /&gt;DaynNite has not been blogging&lt;br /&gt;Thus this post needs a little 'backdating'&lt;br /&gt;So can have doughnut breakfast posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its working day on the day before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Had cinnamon rolls &amp;amp; doughnut for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;He was to join us,also 5 days before 31st&lt;br /&gt;so a short one to your 'blog reading' thirst :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/S: will patch up the pic later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113574359586044668?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113574359586044668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113574359586044668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113574359586044668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113574359586044668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/12/backdate-christmas-eve-2005.html' title='Backdate: Christmas Eve 2005'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-113110531366813983</id><published>2005-11-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T19:55:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedu</title><content type='html'>After staying in Alor Star for more than 20 years, i have never set my foot in Pedu Lake, the famous, beautiful lake situated in Kedah itself, about 20 km from the capital of Kedah. Late yesterday night, my sister spontaneously announced that we are going to Pedu Lake and leave for KL the next day straight from there. After hearing how beautiful the lake is for so long, i finally get to see it with my own eyes. I dont have picture evidence of the picturesque scenary as i did not bring home charger for my digital camera. All i have is measley picture taken using my hand phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not go into details how what time i left house, how long it takes, how many winding road we passed... but anyway, we reached our destination with full bladder. Thus, the first restroom we saw, we were all so happy, and make our way towards it. The toilet surprisingly dry but alas, it is soooo smelly, cant really identified what kind of smell but there were loads of tiny, black "beads" on the floor. And no, i dont major in animal's dropping, thus cannot identify the source of the droppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the shortcomings, we checked in the room and found spider on the wall near the bed. Je je's bf called the front desk and they send someone to help us clean it up. However, one sweep with the broom, 2 black lizards came out of nowhere and what was worse was the cleaning guy put the broom on the bed!! Housekeeping? If i ever do that at home, i think i would have to endure endless long nagging and lecture by my mother. In fact, i doubt that she would actually let me live and forget about the whole incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite a few phone calls to the front desk on that and also the not cooling air cond, and numerous promise that "i'll be right back." (which they never did, till we rang up again, then only they came back). They finally agree to change the bedsheet, only manage to fix the air cond to be really airing the room after 4 separate calls and visits by different person. Before that even the outside air is cooler than the room. All of us was sweating inside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in fact, i'm typing this inside the chalet at Lake Pedu, after a buffet dinner which only offers limited variety of food but it beats having nothing. And by the way, we had a great 50% discount as compensation on the poor service and accommodation. Anyway, till then, and yes, if you are wondering, there is no mobile phone reception here, and that would give u a good guess that i still dont have internet connection, thus no MUD, and explain the time for this blog post. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-113110531366813983?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/113110531366813983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=113110531366813983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113110531366813983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/113110531366813983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/11/pedu.html' title='Pedu'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112994882140862217</id><published>2005-10-22T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:40:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment of Silence</title><content type='html'>Just a short post...&lt;br /&gt;... to offer condolences to our Prime Minister upon the demise of our First Lady at 7.55am on Thursday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112994882140862217?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112994882140862217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112994882140862217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112994882140862217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112994882140862217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/10/moment-of-silence.html' title='A Moment of Silence'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112969858670963127</id><published>2005-10-19T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T13:09:46.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware, Nite is at it again....</title><content type='html'>You want to know why nite doesn't blog anymore nowadays? Let me tell you. It is not because she is lazy. It is not because she has blogger's block. It is not because she is pak tohing....maybe it is, not sure...have to go pester her again. :p Anyway, it is something pretty nasty. She was infected of this dreadful infectious disease named Mudagitis. Where you go Mudding all day long. What was it about? I am not sure, but she is begining to infect me. Sigh....so far there are 4 ppl who had this disease. Piggy, Super Chu Chai, Nite, and another friend of ours. I even heard that Verb might be infected by this disease as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a warning note....should you ever heard of the word mud, be afraid...be very very afraid. Cause it will change your life 180 degrees. my my...even your speach wil change because of this Mudagitis.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wondering if I am infected by this? What do you think? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112969858670963127?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112969858670963127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112969858670963127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112969858670963127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112969858670963127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/10/beware-nite-is-at-it-again.html' title='Beware, Nite is at it again....'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112938030013520432</id><published>2005-10-15T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:45:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been 15 days...</title><content type='html'>I wonder if this is the longest i have not post here. 15 days, think even when i wanted to take hiatus, it wasn't this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was around, in fact glued to the pc every single day loyally. Just that i didnt get around to write something. Well, now i understand why a certain &lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/"&gt;chu chai&lt;/a&gt; didnt blog so often, even have vague memory of pestering him to blog :p Well, lucky he didnt pester me to blog anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just another excuse for me to look at the notes lying on the sofa and not picking it up... at least when people do ask, i can honestly answer, "i didnt &lt;a href="http://noverb.blogsome.com/2005/10/12/why-i-hiatus-from-blogging-p/"&gt;mud &lt;/a&gt;the whole day. I blog too" :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have better go feed myself. Dont even know where the instant noodles that i took just now gone. I didnt know sitting in front of pc playing games can take up so much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, everybody, you are welcome to pester &lt;a href="http://daynnite.blogspot.com"&gt;day &lt;/a&gt;to blog. *whisper - she blogs even lesser than me*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112938030013520432?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112938030013520432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112938030013520432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112938030013520432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112938030013520432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-has-been-15-days.html' title='It has been 15 days...'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112779504898473759</id><published>2005-09-27T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T12:30:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction to "celebrity crushes"</title><content type='html'>haha.. saja write this as piggy commented that she dont know who is Heiji Hattori. So since a bit free during lunch time... so .. so.. here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/18df965a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ shinichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/38cd5f5e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ kakashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/0dbea393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/e967ef34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ lee hom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/06594bc7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ heiji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/48b3807f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ conan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112779504898473759?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112779504898473759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112779504898473759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112779504898473759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112779504898473759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/introduction-to-celebrity-crushes.html' title='Introduction to &quot;celebrity crushes&quot;'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112764577440776687</id><published>2005-09-25T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:02:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se7en</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://factorz.blogsome.com/"&gt;Jellio' &lt;/a&gt;on "Seven" and now taking a break from my Naruto jigsaw puzzle. My back is breaking, and my eyes felt like going to pop out soon (i'm working on the floor). So, shall do it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I plan to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) To watch Manchester United in Old Trafford&lt;br /&gt;2) To work/study in overseas (somewhere further than Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;3) To serve in the 3rd world country&lt;br /&gt;4) To learn and really know how to use sign language&lt;br /&gt;5) To do masters&lt;br /&gt;6) To travel to more places&lt;br /&gt;7) To be more involved in charity work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I could do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Sleep more&lt;br /&gt;2) Read more&lt;br /&gt;3) Talk less&lt;br /&gt;4) Go home more often&lt;br /&gt;5) Clean my room more often&lt;br /&gt;6) Be more patient&lt;br /&gt;7) Try my best not to pick a fight/argument with my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 celebrity crushes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Kakashi&lt;br /&gt;2) Shinichi&lt;br /&gt;3) Conan&lt;br /&gt;4) Lee Hom&lt;br /&gt;5) Heiji Hattori&lt;br /&gt;6) Naruto&lt;br /&gt;7) ... i cant think of anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Often Repeated Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Huh?&lt;br /&gt;2) Har?&lt;br /&gt;3) Oh...&lt;br /&gt;4) Ok...&lt;br /&gt;5) Apparently&lt;br /&gt;6) :þ (does this count?)&lt;br /&gt;7) yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 physical traits I look in the opposite sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 victims I can tag &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://daynnite.blogspot.com"&gt;Day&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://factorz.blogsome.com/"&gt;Jellio' &lt;/a&gt;tagged dayNnite but i foresee Day would pretend that if i do it, she'll escape, so i tag her again)&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super Chu Chai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://noverb.blogsome.com/"&gt;Verb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.sooktheng.com/"&gt;Piggie Buzz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little P (oo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://kimmieblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Would want to tag bay bee Dino as well but since she has no internet access at the moment, i shall spare her :þ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112764577440776687?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112764577440776687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112764577440776687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112764577440776687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112764577440776687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/se7en.html' title='Se7en'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112721197397223181</id><published>2005-09-20T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:26:13.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a morning person?</title><content type='html'>I have long forgotten about that as no one talks to me in the morning for probably 5 years, after i left home. Of course when i was home, i had to reply to whatever my mother asked, regardless if i want to talk or not. Otherwise, there is more to listen to. Yes, there comes the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, its coming back to haunt me, again. A few weeks ago, my mother came over and stayed for a week plus, and yes, she talked to me early in the morning. Oh, i dont know why, but i just dread to talk early in the morning. Its not that i got bad breath or something cos already brushed my teeth, even brushed my tongue, but i just dont like to talk right after i wake up in the morning. Slightly after that is ok. So, thats why i'm called nite lar yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not a morning person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112721197397223181?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112721197397223181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112721197397223181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112721197397223181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112721197397223181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/are-you-morning-person_20.html' title='Are you a morning person?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112696184134967882</id><published>2005-09-17T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T20:57:21.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be at my workstation :(</title><content type='html'>i'm stressed. I cant find my thumb drive anywhere in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*think think*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember if i took it back home with me, all i remember is that if i put it in my bag, i didnt take it out anywhere except at home. So, if i cant find it at home, please, please, please, be in my workstation. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i lost it, i think i would be better off knocking my head on the wall. Or probably jump into a longkang. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112696184134967882?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112696184134967882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112696184134967882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112696184134967882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112696184134967882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-be-at-my-workstation.html' title='Please be at my workstation :('/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112653514307076326</id><published>2005-09-12T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:25:43.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Revamp</title><content type='html'>As the title fully describe it. Try to revamp a little of dayNnite as it was with the exact same colour ever since we started it, and to think of it, it has been more than a year already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tried adding some pictures. As for the colours, remain dark colour though i would have want to opt for a lighter tone cos was with the same blue for ages. However bearing in mind that there are quite a number of posts that we make it more noticable by adding pastel colour, at the moment is rather lazy to edit each and every of those posts. So, will only edit it when i have more time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112653514307076326?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112653514307076326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112653514307076326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112653514307076326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112653514307076326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/minor-revamp.html' title='Minor Revamp'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112609364629443078</id><published>2005-09-07T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:47:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more alike one</title><content type='html'>From this post - &lt;a href="http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-found-it.html#comments"&gt;I've found it ;) &lt;/a&gt;i have found another version of the prawn sweets and it look more similar to the ones i remembered. Actually it was a while since i took the pictures, even the sweets are finished, but i honestly confessed that i am a little lazy. Ok, ok, rather lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the sweet. Funnily, the new packing one is more similar to the taste, more peanut taste as compared to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/400/prawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112609364629443078?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112609364629443078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112609364629443078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112609364629443078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112609364629443078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-alike-one.html' title='The more alike one'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112589598426925708</id><published>2005-09-05T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:56:32.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is English so hard to learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is another of the forwarded mails that i think is interesting and pretty true :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The bandage was wound around the wound.&lt;br /&gt;2) The farm was used to produce produce.&lt;br /&gt;3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.&lt;br /&gt;4) We must polish the Polish furniture.&lt;br /&gt;5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.&lt;br /&gt;6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present&lt;br /&gt;8) I did not object to the object.&lt;br /&gt;9) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.&lt;br /&gt;10) They were too close to the door to close it.&lt;br /&gt;11) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;12) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?&lt;br /&gt;13) I shed my clothes in the shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it - English is a ridiculous language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in a hamburger; neither apple&lt;br /&gt;nor pine in a pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English muffins weren't invented in England, nor French fries in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that bakers bake, but grocers don't groce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of Booth - beeth?&lt;br /&gt;One goose, 2 geese...So one moose, 2 meese?&lt;br /&gt;One index, 2 indices?&lt;br /&gt;If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?&lt;br /&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think all the English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ship by truck and send cargo by ship?&lt;br /&gt;Have noses that run and feet that smell?&lt;br /&gt;How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which&lt;br /&gt;Your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects&lt;br /&gt;The creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn't a race at all).&lt;br /&gt;That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, how about when you want to shut down your computer you have to hit "START".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112589598426925708?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112589598426925708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112589598426925708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112589598426925708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112589598426925708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-is-english-so-hard-to-learn.html' title='Why is English so hard to learn?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112558711370902418</id><published>2005-09-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:05:13.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of death certified at 10.28 am</title><content type='html'>Ok, i lied. Not exactly, just not telling the whole truth. It really has died, on national day, just that i am not too sure of the exact deceased time. But it is somewhere around 10.30 am, at least for mine. Apparently my colleague said that it was terminated in groups, phase by phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, we are official off it, the good stuff. Cut off all means of communication, and left with this weird thing that keeps on invite people to join strangers conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of this thing, it can really make me complain &amp; complain... So i shall spare you all the misery (at least for now, i'll probably blog another one just for complaining that thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for now, i officially inform everybody that we are all off the internet instant messenger. If you want to bug, kacau, say hi, miss us, do drop us an email. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: given up hope that it will be resuscitated. Have uninstall it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112558711370902418?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112558711370902418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112558711370902418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112558711370902418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112558711370902418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-of-death-certified-at-1028-am.html' title='Time of death certified at 10.28 am'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112515839860735501</id><published>2005-08-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T11:03:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stray</title><content type='html'>The night is cold. I'm limping off to find a warm place to call for the night. With the wind blowing, i shiver up to my litte bones. Scratching myself with my good left hind leg, i walked nearing to the car parked by the &lt;strike&gt;roadside&lt;/strike&gt; pavement &lt;em&gt;(&lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/2005/08/famished.html"&gt;chu chai&lt;/a&gt; commented that he cannot picture how the broom come flying when there is no witch around).&lt;/em&gt; The engine generated some heat, hopefully would warm me up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go away! Shoo!" the owner shooed me and start poking with a broom. I gave a small yelp and limped away. What was on my mind then? Why on earth would i leave him? He was the one picking me up when i lost in that fight 3 yrs ago, injuring my leg. But, that was history. He no longer cares for me, ever since she came. I hate to admit it, that little thing is rather pretty. But it still cuts me, knowing that i longer is the priority in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continue...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addition: Have seeked professional help &amp;amp; outsourced it to super chu chai. &lt;a href="http://superchuchai.blogspot.com/2005/08/famished.html"&gt;Here is the link&lt;/a&gt; to the 2nd part of the story. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112515839860735501?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112515839860735501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112515839860735501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112515839860735501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112515839860735501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/stray.html' title='Stray'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112513315177810075</id><published>2005-08-27T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:31:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alanna</title><content type='html'>Nice name? What is the first thing comes to your mind? Sophisticated, gentle, sweet, pretty girl? Hehe.. i dont know. I seriously dont know. I picked up the name from a book that i read ages ago in my hometown public library. No pictures at all. Only words :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting of the story was during the knight era. This Alanna inspires to be a knight but of course at the time, females are only allowed to knit, and all those very prim and proper things. On the other hand, her bro Thom was to be send to train to become a knight, yet he doesnt has the "thing" of becoming one. Instead opt to be a wizard. So they tried to kind of come up with a plan where Alanna could undergo the necessary training to be a knight and Thom wizardry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, Alanna disguised herself with the name Alan. (not bad eh). anyway, its really kind of entertaining book. But of course, sad to say, the public library did not have the full set of it. Only 2 books, and it was kind of hanging half way. But i have never come across the book in anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was really surprise when i saw the book in MPH the other day. The best thing was, if i am to buy 2 books, i get another book free. There is 4 books all together - so buying 4 books and get 2 free. Or in another words, i only need to buy 2 books, i get the 3rd book free. At the most, i buy another 1 or 2 more and get another free (huh? what was i saying?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, lets try it this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy Book 1+ Book 2 -- get Book 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy Book 4 + another book (a) -- get another book (b)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now you understand what i'm trying to say? And anyway, my hometown friend was with me then and she read the book too but only manage to find Book 1. I'm a bit luckier, read book 1 &amp;amp; 2. So we could actually share (so everybody happy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhh... but it was not to be. Imagine the dismay when we found out that... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy Book 1 + Book 2 -- get a book from the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Charmed&lt;/span&gt; series free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy Book 3 + Book 4 -- probably get the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Charmed&lt;/span&gt; series free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So... in the end didnt buy lor. Its not that i have anything against Charmed. Its just... a wee bit disappointing... hmm... wait till i have more $$ to splash around. In the meantime, pls keep me away from MPH (just in case, i cannot stand the temptation) :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112513315177810075?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112513315177810075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112513315177810075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112513315177810075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112513315177810075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/alanna.html' title='Alanna'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112498144160484088</id><published>2005-08-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:50:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emporer's Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer this post is purely for entertainment purposes. It is not meant to insult or belittle anyone in anyway. Any names or references which might seemed familiar is purely by chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought such stories would come alive. Yet it was fun that in times like this where children believes that trendy fashions and mindless jokes are 'in' and adults don't believe in Santa Claus or angels, such stories could actually embarked itselves in our lifes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once a upon a time, not too long ago, there was one director who were put incharge of the York Marketing team in Netherland Research Company. He was a kind man. And his subordinates were a bunch of hardworking, introverts who seemed to want to please the CEO of the company more. The director would once in a while have a conference meeting with the rest of the directors to discuss on how the company could run its researches in a more creative and effective way. At times the CEO himself would attend the meeting and motivates anyone who attends that meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it was a funny thing that could honestly happen to any director who can't seem to expressed himself well among his subordinates. Still he is confident that his subordinates will be able to ride on the motto which the CEO himself put forth. Time and time again, the director would have small discussions with his subordinates to inform how a project should be running and so forth. Sometimes his people would be able to catch his words. Sometimes not. Most often times not, well, at least in this story it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His subordinates were one highly self-discussed group of people. One would be fortunate to have such high thinkers who evaluates and analysed a project and would be able to form a proper step by step procedure to obtain the best possible results on that particular research. One of the hidden problem that might result in such group of people were there would be multiple excellent procedures towards one research that there would not be a proper measurable result that may come out from it. Yet being introvert as they are, at times they would keep it to themselves and put up a brave face saying that everything is a OK, eventhough its basic formula may be crumbling apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such petty things would not be expressed to the director himself because he would be handling too many things. Being ambitious as he is, the director himselves hold one too many portfolios in the department. With things on top of his head, his subordinates would just tell him that everything is OK whenever he holds a small review over the project. There might be times where one or two of his subordinates would bring up some issues, yet they would be 'tamed' down for not being on the same objectives as the rest of them or the director himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once project however that the director placed before his subordinates. He handed down a memo to his subordinates to complete the procedure, management planning and expected results without proper briefing to what it is all about. How would a research be done without clear guidelines and tools? One would be too timid to even ask what the objective was for. But knowing past happenings, the subordinates would want to just leave it under the table. The director himself must have felt pretty good about the whole thing because in his mind something was going to happen, some mighty results from that research may change the world. Thus when the memo was put up on the research board, his other subordinates would nod and agree and confidently ask when that project needed to be hand over to the client and assure that client would be outmost satisfied over the end product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheepishly and quite embarrased for being imbecile of any kind, one subordinate just do not understand what was happening. Quietly that she asked the director - "What in the world are you talking about?" The director was pretty pissed off with such behaviour. Yet being a nice man as he wanted to be, calmly and with a controlled voice, he explained the principles and the reason behind the whole project, as well as what the client is expecting. "It will be a world changing experiment if we are to be able to carry this out with excellence" Nodding mindlessly, she backed out from his room, heart trembling and still unsure of what to do. "Would the rest know what to do? Oh my, they were doing it individually. Now how am I to come up with the plan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one subordinate however speaks his mind whenever there was a need. Not abashed at anything, he voiced out, asking loud and clear, "Mr Director, what exactly is this project for? What is the objective to this research?" Shocked, she marvelled at his courage. Speaking and questioning directly to the director to her naive mind is a no-no. Yet here comes one who speaks. To her amazement, before the director himself could even address him, one by one his other subordinates raised their hands and confessed that they too do not understand what the director have in mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....and we all know the ending of the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112498144160484088?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112498144160484088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112498144160484088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112498144160484088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112498144160484088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/emporers-clothes.html' title='Emporer&apos;s Clothes'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112486216711614790</id><published>2005-08-24T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:42:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180th Crap.</title><content type='html'>I didn't know that people would be conscious whether or not what they do show that they are gay or not! asked one questions and a whole lot off farnie answers I received. I haven't actually found one or befriend one. Still it is hilarious to read some of the answers. And nope....it is only for dayNnite's pleasure viewing. haha....don't think senget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While nite is making her masterpiece on the PC next to mine. Well, I'm waiting for her to post it up, IF she is going to. Ah....well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112486216711614790?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112486216711614790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112486216711614790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112486216711614790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112486216711614790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/180th-crap.html' title='180th Crap.'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112476900801744599</id><published>2005-08-23T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T11:50:08.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminated</title><content type='html'>Yesterday added one link. At first thought it was funny to read her stuff. Then somehow somehow, it was much too corrupted to my liking. So I am taking it off. &lt;br /&gt;If anyone of you wanted to read it that bad......haha...go search it yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112476900801744599?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112476900801744599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112476900801744599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112476900801744599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112476900801744599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/terminated.html' title='Terminated'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112468697389057773</id><published>2005-08-22T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:02:53.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalker</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine made a stalker today. Caused me and nite too. 5 minutes stalker. Started off innocently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day: Am going to ask M to introduce me to Jien.&lt;br /&gt;A: Jien? Why he? &lt;br /&gt;Day: Cause he is adorable (gushing....)&lt;br /&gt;A: Bbuut he is already 30++. so old!&lt;br /&gt;Day: Where got?? Less than 30 lerr...&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day go ask nite: How old is Jien?&lt;br /&gt;Nite: dunno why?&lt;br /&gt;Day: This friend of mine lorr....say he is old..where got old? See face also know he is less than 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day then tell A: I go google him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And start that 5 minutes stalking. Can't find his profile..haha...not famous enough. &lt;br /&gt;Then at last found that Jien indeed is 30+ haha in another blog. Pretty funny that blog. So added her link into ours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm....stalker can be quite fun. hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112468697389057773?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112468697389057773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112468697389057773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112468697389057773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112468697389057773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/stalker.html' title='Stalker'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112411392596649966</id><published>2005-08-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:52:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what?</title><content type='html'>Dino posted up some pictures and had a guessing game. Brought my camera to office that saturday and dino suggested that we have another guessing game... well, me happily taking pics of soft toys, luckily very few people around, otherwise would thought i'm crazy. Anyway, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start off with an easy one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/p.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess? the 1st one is very popular, the 2nd looks familiar? &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/pd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/lbb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/pg.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/cc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/bd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/bb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally.. erm.. the controversial one.. a few people saw this pic.. and they thought i took obscene pic? Nay..innocent picture only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112411392596649966?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112411392596649966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112411392596649966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112411392596649966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112411392596649966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112380712113039847</id><published>2005-08-12T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T08:38:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things We (Can) Do To Get A Day Off</title><content type='html'>Well, as all know, its another new day, the sky is hazy, the sun cannot be seen, somehow - where's the birds yah? Anyway, when the haze API hits &gt; 500, its consider emergency and all of we will be ask to stay indoor... Thus, one of the favourite past times is to look out of your window and guess - is it 500 yet. I know it sounded real mean when the haze is so bad but cant blame people when its hazy and you need to travel to work. Especially when your housemate need not to work cos company close for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are a few things that you can consider doing to get a day off... of course... no guarantees that you wont have higher authorities coming after you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep on chanting - 500, 500, 500, 500&lt;br /&gt;(got a friend who won himself a DVD player (or was it a HP) after keep on chanting his own name in a lucky draw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change all your YM message status to API &gt; 500 as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get your COUGHING colleague to call up HR and ask if we are going to have a day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to burn some more things (but i heard this is subject to you have excess RM 5k to spent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat more satay, ikan bakar... (wonder if it will work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone wants to try?? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112380712113039847?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112380712113039847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112380712113039847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112380712113039847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112380712113039847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-we-can-do-to-get-day-off.html' title='Things We (Can) Do To Get A Day Off'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112365752317776658</id><published>2005-08-10T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T15:06:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bird,it's a plane...</title><content type='html'>It's... i cant see. Reason? If you are here, in Malaysia. Then you will know what i mean. Look outside your window. Can you see anything? What happen to the tall &amp;amp; "lanky" KLCC?? Disappear? David Copperfield at work? Nay, no such thing. Just that our neighbour is have some burning going on and we are just sharing the not-as-nice-as-BBQ-smoke air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its just another day. Where people always say if its a bad day, just take a deep breath, take a look at the beautiful flowers along the way, instead it is now - DO NOT take a deep breath (for your health sake) and flowers? Cant see - too hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i came with my motorbike today. Initially i can see the KLCC on my way via Sungai Besi. A few days ago - can see half of it but today - no at all. Like a piece of flat land. Unlike other days, i could feel my eyes itchy and a littly teary. (Nope, there is nothing nostalgic, so i'm was not crying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me? No? Well, at the end of day - go out of whatever building you are in. Inhale as much as you can, see if you can smell of the smoke, and who knows, you might get a day or two of MC. No proof guarantee though... :þ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112365752317776658?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112365752317776658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112365752317776658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112365752317776658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112365752317776658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-birdits-plane.html' title='It&apos;s a bird,it&apos;s a plane...'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112365524423511365</id><published>2005-08-10T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T14:27:24.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow blizzard - NOT!!</title><content type='html'>I looked out of the window this morning. I can see cars. And the sky. During lunch time I looked out of the window again. I can't see anything. Worse of all, I can't see KLCC. And my place has such a beautiful view of it. To think if this is winter, I would be so happy. But no...it is hot and stuffy and irritating. &lt;br /&gt;Worse there isn't any declaration of leave by the government. Perhaps they are too cooked up in the office that they didn't realise how bad it is. Stay stay at home. Even Dr Liew wants to declared emergency leave!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112365524423511365?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112365524423511365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112365524423511365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112365524423511365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112365524423511365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/snow-blizzard-not.html' title='snow blizzard - NOT!!'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112325763097221387</id><published>2005-08-05T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T00:00:31.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick &amp; Dirty IQ Test???</title><content type='html'>I dont really understand the title of the test, quick and IQ i can get it but dirty? Hmmm... *ponder ponder* where's the dirty part? Honestly i do have this "thing" on quizzes, haha, just like to complete them, erm... must be my curiosity. People say curiosity kills a cat, wonder if it does work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, i dont want to make myself against any cat lovers or what but i do have some grudges with cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cat causes me most scars on my body, including the keloid (A red, raised formation of fibrous scar tissue caused by excessive tissue repair in response to trauma or surgical incision) on my right knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was being chased up &amp; down, in &amp;amp; out, everywhere by this cat during camping years ago as the egg i pocketed crushed and stained my pants and that was the last pair of pants i had. (and yes, it was dreadful &amp; digusting as it also generated out some foul smell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had experienced of being stalked by a small kitten, following my friend and me everywhere. I have no idea as to why both of us were afraid of the kitten but yah, in a way, i was scared. :þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My alleged ex-bf was nickname "cat". Some similarity with his name... hahah.. nay, if you are thinking if i'm still sore over that.. nope... nil, zilch...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the quiz, i am glad that my maths still sticks to me, after all these years. And i solemnly confess - i even the calculator for 1+1 calculation. haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF774" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 110&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/iq/iq.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&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/6655656-112325763097221387?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112325763097221387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112325763097221387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112325763097221387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112325763097221387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/quick-dirty-iq-test.html' title='A Quick &amp; Dirty IQ Test???'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112288849257683930</id><published>2005-08-01T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:28:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I look like....?</title><content type='html'>Had a fantastic endorphin rush this morning when super chu chai query me.....still am laughing.....&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like I'm in love? How does a person who is in love look like?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112288849257683930?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112288849257683930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112288849257683930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112288849257683930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112288849257683930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/do-i-look-like.html' title='Do I look like....?'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112287094668057575</id><published>2005-08-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T12:35:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast is meant to be skipped if cannot wake up :þ</title><content type='html'>This post is a day late. Reason being i spent most time of the day SLEEPING.&lt;br /&gt;The story begins like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 3.30 am on Sunday and anticipating that i can sleep in on Sunday. The day before which is Saturday, &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com"&gt;Dino&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com"&gt;Piggy&lt;/a&gt; already ajak me out to eat dim sum at Pearl Hotel. I was not thrilled to go cos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am totally broke and overbudget for July (sigh...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to sleep and sleep and sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happily logged off my pc at 3.30 am that day and shut my handphone. Unfortunately,  ages ago i emailed them my house phone number and you know what? &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com"&gt;Piggy&lt;/a&gt; rang my house phone NON-STOP, successfully waking me up and drag me out for dim sum (Read: &lt;a href="http://errnicpic.blogspot.com"&gt;Verb&lt;/a&gt;, dont you dare laugh or i shall wake u up in the middle of the night :þ)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing the fact that Piggy &amp; Dino would probably call again if i go back to sleep. I was so good and dragged myself to the bathroom, even wash my hair to kill the sleepy look. No sleepy look but still drown in Dreamland, i changed my clothes and only realise i forgot to brush my teeth. Anyway, make my way to destination. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Half way eating, suddenly feel like dropping by Popular Bookstore and checked my wallet. Oh NO... not there!! Did i drop it on the floor? *Squat down &amp;amp; look look* (Piggy said the way i squat got ala ninja in Naruto :þ) No?? Argghh.. I dont want to experience the agony of going to few police stations to lodge report again. D*rn!! Funnily my hp still in pocket and rang my sister, she confirmed wallet at home... phew! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happily finishing dim sum with sleepy eyes and safely reached home and sleep all the way till 7.30 pm. That explains as to why didnt blog this up earlier :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erm.. wanted to blog up some pictures but i forgot where &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com"&gt;Dino&lt;/a&gt; load it... still sleepy.. hahaha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112287094668057575?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112287094668057575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112287094668057575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112287094668057575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112287094668057575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/08/breakfast-is-meant-to-be-skipped-if.html' title='Breakfast is meant to be skipped if cannot wake up :þ'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112273743216513986</id><published>2005-07-30T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T23:30:32.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Catcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/P10100511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/P10100511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/P10100491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/P10100491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/P10100481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/P10100481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/1600/P10100421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4745/371/320/P10100421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen these things? Have you tried it?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this is so fun, fun, fun. By the way, it's call sun cather.&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. i guess it kind of blocks the sun. anyway, its a great "art" project. Notice the "..."? Well, basically i put that cos it only involves painting. But it is great fun. Try it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112273743216513986?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112273743216513986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112273743216513986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112273743216513986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112273743216513986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/sun-catcher.html' title='Sun Catcher'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112256421074881175</id><published>2005-07-28T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T23:32:23.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've found it ;)</title><content type='html'>I've found it! After looking high and low, shops after shops, supermarket after supermarket, and i found it, practically like "behind my own backyard".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Extra, Carrefour, Watson, JJ and endless chinese herb shops (they usually sell grocery as well), also &lt;a href="http://errnicpic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Verb&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piggy&lt;/a&gt; has been so nice as to upkeep with my craziness. Practically its like i've been looking for it at every possible shop. BUT, there is anywhere. I have it figured out, if i really cannot find it... i guess i can more likely find it at my hometown in A/S. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to go home sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, Piggy coming over to my place and decided to stop by this big mini market (am i making sense? its a mini market but big kind) to grab something. And as usual, i would just casually tell her - i want to look for it and guess what? I found it! I found it! and it's somewhere near my house, ironic how things turn out to be yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is... feast your eyes on... lobster crisp...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/prawn.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/prawn1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112256421074881175?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112256421074881175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112256421074881175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112256421074881175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112256421074881175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-found-it.html' title='I&apos;ve found it ;)'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112230615107441793</id><published>2005-07-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:42:31.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to a Plunger</title><content type='html'>Whoever come out with the invention of plunger - applause. *Clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to the inventor or creator his/her credit. I actually go surf a bit to find out who actually come out with it. And yes, i am not so hebat as would know this thing is actually call a plunger. I would have call it toilet pump or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, due to some plumbing error at the place i stay, this plunger thingy is becoming so important. Once in a while, a rather frequent while that the toilet would get clogged up. I had just spent quite awhile to pump/unclogged it... Still it is only very temporary and i noted that its has yet fully un-clogged. So i shall be very, very, very grateful if some plumber able to fix it, i would not hesistate to tribute a blog to the plumber as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, if you cannot get this post and dont know what a plunger is, just google up - plunger+image.. and you will get the image ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112230615107441793?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112230615107441793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112230615107441793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112230615107441793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112230615107441793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/tribute-to-plunger.html' title='Tribute to a Plunger'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112196039773161169</id><published>2005-07-21T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:13:23.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer 1: Ini hanyalah rekaan semata-mata, tiada berkaitan dengan hidup atau mati. Jika ada, ia hanyalah kebetulan sahaja. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer 2: It is advisable to note that I have practice "Dont let the sun sets upon your anger" and that i had had a very good Thai food before this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*Take a deep breath...*&lt;br /&gt;... Some things happen last few days, things that i am not thrilled over. In fact, it had made me realise, no matter what it is, it is just what we call human nature. Yet, it is disheartening to see that people whom all the while you have the best compliments for, would also have a side that you dont exactly appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, perhaps i was not tactful enough. After all, i was the one sent &amp;amp; compulsory to attend some Building Championship Team training. In the training, we were thought on how to give effective feedback, in order to avoid negative response. Funnily this training actually got me into thinking - which is pretty true that it is kind of a subconsciousness reaction that if you think someone accuses you, you would turn defensive. If you think someone is correcting you with your best interest in mind, then by all means, i wouldnt think anyone would be less grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i have no idea how this post took its course to there and i somehow unable to put a finishing touch to it... so, shall left it hanging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: To follow suit from Piggy, no comment is allowed for this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112196039773161169?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112196039773161169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112196039773161169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/human-nature.html' title='Human Nature'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112185715533116514</id><published>2005-07-20T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T18:59:15.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder why people have the perception that is just isn't the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working with a bunch of Sanguine people. When there is no work, we talk and laugh and joke. When there is work, we talk and laugh and joke. When there is alot of work, we talk and laugh and joke and blog! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet somehow because we talk and laugh and joke. People tend to think that we are not doing any work. They seem to think that so long we are doing something else apart from what they are doing, we just goyang kaki and wait for pay issit?? Dead wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The management told us how to make some dead place alive by watching this motivation programme called fish. Just because some of us are naturally able to handle stress better than they, change stressful job into something pretty enjoyable, it doesn't mean that we are not doing anything. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think they are just plain jealous that we handle stress better than they do. And because of this, they often come over and instruct to do this this this. Darn! So to them I so so wanted to say... na na na na na.....give me half of your pay then I do.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we are to be of a team and diplomatic. So what to do, have to bite lip and smile, explain..."Are you going to help me do my job if I agree to help you do yours?" Works wonders! haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112185715533116514?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112185715533116514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112185715533116514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112185715533116514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112185715533116514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-because.html' title='Just because....'/><author><name>Time</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112158365533389185</id><published>2005-07-17T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:50:27.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backlog</title><content type='html'>I'm out of service standard!!! Erm, not that i give myself a service level to keep track... but in a way, i'm having some books &amp; VCDs have yet watched. Its nice in a way that I have things to do finally, thanks to everybody who contributes as i remember lamenting, no books, no VCDs and nowhere to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pending tasks are:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Soul Harvest by Tim Lahaye &amp;amp; Jerry B. Jenkins&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;em&gt;the 4th book of a series, the Left Behind, Tribulation Force and Nicolae (I left it in the office.. for a few days...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Savage, Ascension and Beginnings by Kelly Armstrong&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;em&gt;highly recommended by Piggy &amp; Chu Chai (i have yet read as Piggy said must only read during weekends as i'll be hooked and this weekend had to work and some things to do. Still dare not touch... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;em&gt;have to admit that i'm not that enthusiatic about this release as begin to think that it is a little too long already and that the first few books seems like a better read. Also, perhaps of the long story, there are a few things that seems contradicting in a way. Yet, since I have the past few books and was said that HP would be in school for 7 days, so shouldnt be a lot more to go. Besides, i can deduct for income tax ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;魔帝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- i think there is 10 books of the comic. Have not started on it yet.. so wont be addicted yet :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;VCDs/and the likes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A step into the past (Cantonease - as "Cham Chun Kei"&lt;/span&gt;) --&lt;em&gt; there are 40 episodes of it. I dont exactly remember at which episode i stopped but due to some error which i cannot identified, i can play it using the DVD player, only can use PC to watch. Jie Jie works very hard which includes weekends, so a little hard to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Naruto anime&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;em&gt;this one i foresee will finish watching faster as i'm having withdrawal symptoms of waiting for the next episode of the hard copy manga :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there, i shall categorized priority for the pending tasks and hope to clear the backlog soon :þ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112158365533389185?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112158365533389185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112158365533389185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112158365533389185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112158365533389185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/backlog.html' title='Backlog'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112117909026595709</id><published>2005-07-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:38:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How does MSN messenger work?</title><content type='html'>How does it work? MSN messenger, not the web version. Something make me ponder. A friend of jie jie (my sister) can see her ID online when i was online and when he sent messages via jie jie's ID, i received those messages (its intended for me cos he knew jie jie not in town over the weekend). But, the funny thing is, i didnt even sign in! How do this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I register for MSN messenger using yahoo email. He reasoned that when i signed in my yahoo messenger, it is connected as well. What? I signed in yahoo using my own ID, but he saw jie jie online in MSN???? Whats the connection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i got things mixed up, probably signed in already or he is sending offline msg... but how? Even just now, he send messages right after i on pc, meaning he can see right? But, but.. i din even signed in anything? And the thing actually shows "MSN Messenger - Not Signed In". Then.. what happenned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, calling all kind soul out there, can please explain the so-call phenomenon to me - the IT idiot and dont kill me if i go "huh?" yah.. :p&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, i think i shall uninstall the MSN Messenger....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112117909026595709?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112117909026595709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112117909026595709' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112117909026595709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112117909026595709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-does-msn-messenger-work.html' title='How does MSN messenger work?'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112092641338994328</id><published>2005-07-09T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T12:37:40.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washing Day</title><content type='html'>I dont remember exactly when i last wash my bike. Ok.. you are allowed to open your mouth wide big... but due to certain inconvenient, i have sort of given up to wash it... and yes, you are allowed to scold me (should you be near me). Seriously, give it a thought, dont you think staying in non landed house makes it kind of hard to wash my bike. Of course, i have never seen people sending motorbike for washing, at least not in KL (had vague memory that my friend paid someone to wash it in Alor Star previously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother used to nag me and commented that in the whole stretch of bikes parked, my bike is the dirtiest. Well, please dont misunderstood me, i certainly dont enjoy the "compliment". But at that time, i really didnt think it is that dirty. But that was ages ago, nowadays my mother never nags at me not washing my bike, simply because she has not seen it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, somehow, out of the blue, I suddenly noticed that my bike is rather dirty. Ok, just imagine a very lazy me found out that my bike is dirty. Probably one of the factor i never realised was that i see my bike from side or from the back, which does not appear so bad. I dont remember why i look at it from the front view.. and there... i noted of the dirtiness... Well, since i also cannot tahan already, asked for a huge favour from &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piggy&lt;/a&gt; and Froggy, told them that i need to wash my bike at their house. (Note: I'm staying at a apartment and cannot ride my bike in, no motorbike parking and some lame, long reason which i shall not elaborate now). Piggy then also told me that she imagine my bike was dirty... hmmm... so it is time for bike bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep the story short, i made an appointment with &lt;a href="http://i_hate_life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piggy&lt;/a&gt; &amp; Froggy to wash my bike at their house just now and it is now - i proudly announce CLEAN and i certainly hope that it shall stay clean for a very, very long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the before &amp;amp; after picture... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/bikeb1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/bikeb2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/bikea1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/bikea2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112092641338994328?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112092641338994328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112092641338994328' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112092641338994328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112092641338994328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/washing-day.html' title='Washing Day'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655656.post-112080244497631276</id><published>2005-07-08T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:02:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Initial D</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Initial D - the movie last night with a couple of friends. Light entertaining, not those drama drama kind of movie and a good entertaining one. Someone told me that the human character actually resembles the manga character. Well, me being so ever curious, decided to google a little. Here is what i found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/takumib.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/initial_d_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/ryousukeb.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/initial_d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/takeshib.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/initial_d_d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/buntab.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/initial_d_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/natsukib.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/duckling/initial_d_e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... so, what do you think? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovehkfilm.com/reviews_2/initial_d.htm"&gt;http://lovehkfilm.com/reviews_2/initial_d.htm&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pages.sbcglobal.net/perry470/go2id/characters/index2.html"&gt;http://pages.sbcglobal.net/perry470/go2id/characters/index2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6655656-112080244497631276?l=daynnite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/feeds/112080244497631276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6655656&amp;postID=112080244497631276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112080244497631276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6655656/posts/default/112080244497631276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daynnite.blogspot.com/2005/07/initial-d.html' title='Initial D'/><author><name>nite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
