<?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-8565855376094296618</id><updated>2012-02-22T20:39:31.048+08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Nonsense'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Works'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Laptop'/><category term='Why'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Customers'/><category term='Phone'/><category term='Koren Drama'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Gathering'/><category term='You Tube'/><title type='text'>璉妹天馬行空的幻想世界</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6807294436543764037</id><published>2011-07-26T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T02:53:51.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-hdQdxizZTro/Ti27pCTn1eI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pHTGe1D2tsk/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='Can&amp;apos;t sleep' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-hdQdxizZTro/Ti27pCTn1eI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pHTGe1D2tsk/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Here is your Daily Single's Horoscope For Sunday, June 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avoid shooting yourself in the foot by taking on unrealistic goals. If you set out to meet someone, fall instantly in love and move in by the end of next month, you're sure to fail! Try just talking to one new person each day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** I don't set out to meet anyone so I won't fall instantly in love. And I don't want to try talking to new person today, tomorrow or day after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Li Lian! Here is your Daily Horoscope for Sunday, June 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your emotional side is gripping the steering wheel firmly -- you may as well kick back and let it drive you wherever it wants right now. You  might end up with a significantly better love life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** My emotional side must grip well! I do not hope for a significant better love life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your horoscope for June 12, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could well be expecting an important letter, phone call, or e-mail message today, Lilian Hoh, and be sitting on the edge of your chair waiting for it to come. his might be from a friend or lover, and you are anxious to get it. However, it could well be delayed, and this might have you all flustered. Distract yourself and do something else while you're waiting. If you make good use of the hours, time will fly by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** I do not expect anything anymore. I do not wait and I don't want to do anything and just let time passing by slowly for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to read my horoscope. Lots of time they speak my story. They give me guidance and leaded me through somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, others think i am over depending on horoscope or tarot card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once, I do not listen to it anymore. But now, I choose to listen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3052049475352907872?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3052049475352907872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3052049475352907872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3052049475352907872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3052049475352907872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-wasnt-sunny-happy-day.html' title='Sunday Wasn&apos;t Sunny Happy Day'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqTVv9LfrFs/TfSZ_SQzWJI/AAAAAAAAAyM/D2HphQvDgl4/s72-c/82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-657468331447631689</id><published>2011-06-12T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T11:48:36.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>痛哭以后</title><content type='html'>痛哭以后，等待雨过天晴。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一万个为什么，答案已经不重要了。。尽力了，就好了。。不要太复杂了，生活应该简简单单的，就好了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，不会再为同样的事，再哭第三次。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好期待新生活的开始喔，是好的开始！一定是很好的开始！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-657468331447631689?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/657468331447631689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=657468331447631689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/657468331447631689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/657468331447631689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='痛哭以后'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7229659138395581232</id><published>2011-05-06T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T11:26:07.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neighbour Treats Me So Good..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xjNlluQpYo/TcP7gWwBqfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3oMNOuN_zdQ/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FQ2hlcmFzLTIwMTEwNTA2LTAwODQ1LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-737082"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603598894660430322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xjNlluQpYo/TcP7gWwBqfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3oMNOuN_zdQ/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FQ2hlcmFzLTIwMTEwNTA2LTAwODQ1LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-737082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wasn't feeling well these days. My neighbour knew it so they have been cooking for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach home today, uncle ran out and stop me at the car porch. Then they gave me my dinner (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7229659138395581232?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7229659138395581232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7229659138395581232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7229659138395581232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7229659138395581232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-neighbour-treats-me-so-good.html' title='My Neighbour Treats Me So Good..'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xjNlluQpYo/TcP7gWwBqfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3oMNOuN_zdQ/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FQ2hlcmFzLTIwMTEwNTA2LTAwODQ1LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-737082' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4036742406447451903</id><published>2011-01-24T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T16:28:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Been Hectic At Work</title><content type='html'>Million calls to make and answer, billion works to arrange and to be done. Left back 5 working days to rush things up. As expected, nothing go smooth as you planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to shut down my brain and have a good sleep at night, but I already started my sleepless night since yesterday. And going to be more sleepless night until the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been scolded for no reason and not my fault but i have to tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like i never encounter this kind of situation before. To deliver more than what I have to do this month, not a problem at all before. Was just the management system works and the customers I had now are more difficult that I can handle. Was it the management system that cause a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; customer or a difficult customer that cause a management system works well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... No time to think anything else accept to get things done. Whatever it is, I still have to settle it. That's my job, my business and nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity my boss though. Going to get him some nice Chinese New Year hamper for appreciation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4036742406447451903?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4036742406447451903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4036742406447451903' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4036742406447451903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4036742406447451903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/has-been-hectic-at-work.html' title='Has Been Hectic At Work'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3474253238678225937</id><published>2011-01-07T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:46:58.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Trip To Melacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TScnYmOwBaI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Rq6fj3zBShs/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTEwMTA3LTAwMDkwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-718050"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TScnYmOwBaI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Rq6fj3zBShs/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTEwMTA3LTAwMDkwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-718050"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559455568544925090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m so happy for this trip..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you babe...&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3474253238678225937?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3474253238678225937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3474253238678225937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3474253238678225937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3474253238678225937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-trip-to-melacca.html' title='A Happy Trip To Melacca'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TScnYmOwBaI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Rq6fj3zBShs/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTEwMTA3LTAwMDkwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-718050' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8922887656112814157</id><published>2011-01-04T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:48:25.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558216434417941762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TSLAZf44PQI/AAAAAAAAAvk/7Lg9MVjfIZs/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st january 2011, Nanny tried my Tiger beer lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TSLAZJmu5XI/AAAAAAAAAvc/c-JBwcgMvzU/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558216428436252018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TSLAZJmu5XI/AAAAAAAAAvc/c-JBwcgMvzU/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30th December 2010, Count down New Year 2011 in Sunway @alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TSLAY66nxGI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_427JdWnoF0/s1600/164163_135619789832350_100001529893217_225105_145464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558216424493139042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TSLAY66nxGI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_427JdWnoF0/s320/164163_135619789832350_100001529893217_225105_145464_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 30th Gathering at My Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am still on leave. Applied for a week of unpaid leave and start working next Monday but sadly my boss called and discuss with me because we have less sales people now in the showroom so I have to report back to work on the coming Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What have I done so far?? A crazy celebration of new year with my best buddies here and who came from Singapore from 30th December 2010 onwards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st of January 2011 - Went home to visit my Mom and Brother, have Tiger beer with my Nanny lol. Evening had dinner with Brenda, Stanley, Wong, Billy &amp;amp; Sunny then went for a mid night movie - The Tourist -.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2nd of January 2011 - Went movie with Jason and watched "The Narnia 3D", then Ikea to do some shopping. Later, Movida drinking with Felix Chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3rd of January 2011 - Went dinner with Simon and catch up over some beers and playing iPod Game the same time.. Had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4th January 2011 - Now, blogging.. And my boss called me to report to work on Saturday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish the best for 2011... For myself and everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hungry now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8922887656112814157?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8922887656112814157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8922887656112814157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8922887656112814157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8922887656112814157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46o3TSPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hNmxMzAxHoU/s1600/will-it-snow-at-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555463826646976754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46o3TSPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hNmxMzAxHoU/s320/will-it-snow-at-christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46XQuOgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/TkMYZvkRMgA/s1600/snow7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555463821921761794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46XQuOgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/TkMYZvkRMgA/s320/snow7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46az9vcI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ezMlW3sNGeo/s1600/will-its-snow-at-christmas-poster-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555463822874885570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46az9vcI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ezMlW3sNGeo/s320/will-its-snow-at-christmas-poster-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46Cgp2yI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Ukg6SOx_9_Y/s1600/Will%2Bit%2BSnow%2Bfor%2BChristmas%2B-%2BKids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555463816351439650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46Cgp2yI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Ukg6SOx_9_Y/s320/Will%2Bit%2BSnow%2Bfor%2BChristmas%2B-%2BKids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj45-k9NFI/AAAAAAAAAus/Ut2Uqefxuaw/s1600/4152065670_bd607c565b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555463815295743058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj45-k9NFI/AAAAAAAAAus/Ut2Uqefxuaw/s320/4152065670_bd607c565b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的瘋狂愛上了這一部韓國連續劇﹐一共有十六集。通宵達旦﹐直到另一天把它看完。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;由高中時候就愛上了對方﹐因為一直在感情路上經歷種種困難﹐分分離離無數次﹐很坎坷﹐很心酸。所以﹐我也不斷地陪著他們流著眼淚。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;還有﹐它讓我好想念親吻的感覺呢﹗﹗愛上了劇裡的男主角﹐覺得他酷的好可愛呢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;世界上還有那麼貼心的男人麼﹖﹖我看﹐我又要瘋狂的上網尋找這部劇的Soundtrack啦。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6363972876766588083?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRj46o3TSPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/hNmxMzAxHoU/s72-c/will-it-snow-at-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8130826172763335110</id><published>2010-12-27T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:54:17.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感觉好像要变成短了线的风筝</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRh7yuu3xEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/sBFY8aw8zoE/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNjQ2ZGI5Y2Q5NzZkYjFiMTMxMGY5N2I4ZThkMzAxMjguanBn%253F%253D-786136"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555326251829806146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRh7yuu3xEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/sBFY8aw8zoE/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNjQ2ZGI5Y2Q5NzZkYjFiMTMxMGY5N2I4ZThkMzAxMjguanBn%253F%253D-786136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;感觉好像要变成短了线的风筝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种习惯，很难戒掉，但是距离和时差的问题，原来可以把它无意之中慢慢被逼着停止这种习惯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种感觉，就好像放了线的风筝，飞的越来越高，越远。慢慢的，看不见，然后短了线。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么办好呢？不想这样呢！好想继续下去，不想戒掉。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8130826172763335110?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8130826172763335110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8130826172763335110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8130826172763335110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8130826172763335110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_27.html' title='感觉好像要变成短了线的风筝'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TRh7yuu3xEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/sBFY8aw8zoE/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNjQ2ZGI5Y2Q5NzZkYjFiMTMxMGY5N2I4ZThkMzAxMjguanBn%253F%253D-786136' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8281263492508268160</id><published>2010-12-03T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:19:40.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TM Streamyx RUIN My Day</title><content type='html'>I woke up happily this morning and feels the world are so fine. Maybe I have finally spoken out the purpose of the Las Vegas trip to someone I felt very much important lately. A person that I've shared so much and we laughed so much together although we are having time lag due to different country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, I was having doubt should I tell this person about the purpose of the Las Vegas trip. The answer was: "You should go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm getting calm.. So, still addict to the habit but in different view on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been talking to TM Streamyx for the whole morning until lunch try to fix the wireless connection in the office! They ruin my day la.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8281263492508268160?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8281263492508268160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8281263492508268160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8281263492508268160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8281263492508268160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/tm-streamyx-ruin-my-day.html' title='TM Streamyx RUIN My Day'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6689941146456136940</id><published>2010-12-02T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:14:59.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick With It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPebHAqLcyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/XIeSbpcy-Nw/s1600/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546072010868355874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPebHAqLcyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/XIeSbpcy-Nw/s320/vegas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm going to stick with it, the habit I've picked up lately. Because I can't resist and addicted. Maybe I've been thinking too much. Just go with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been talking to a good friend. She read about an article says woman are easily emotional impulse especially when they travel to other strange country. Because they will be dependent the only one with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las Vegas is a beautiful city and romantic. Many successful propose marriage happen, can get registration of marriage done in beautiful church. Is this the reason for this trip to Las Vegas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Business class to Las Vegas, 10 days. Will I be back with surprise change? Anyway, still considering to go or not.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6689941146456136940?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6689941146456136940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6689941146456136940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6689941146456136940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6689941146456136940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/stick-with-it.html' title='Stick With It'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPebHAqLcyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/XIeSbpcy-Nw/s72-c/vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2241481830740348679</id><published>2010-12-01T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:05:17.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted To "The Woman Who Still Wants To Marry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPXkSlRXI1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/YeI-OETgTbY/s1600/IMG01176-20101128-1653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545589524070343506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPXkSlRXI1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/YeI-OETgTbY/s320/IMG01176-20101128-1653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Korean drama &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; fairy tale, this one I think is close to what we are facing in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accept the young cute handsome 24 years old boy can fall in love with a 34 years old career woman who is quite pretty also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woman above 30 years old, hard to find true love and hard to fall in love. Finally I realize it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2241481830740348679?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2241481830740348679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2241481830740348679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2241481830740348679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2241481830740348679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/addicted-to-woman-who-still-wants-to.html' title='Addicted To &quot;The Woman Who Still Wants To Marry'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPXkSlRXI1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/YeI-OETgTbY/s72-c/IMG01176-20101128-1653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-614516928745546833</id><published>2010-12-01T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T13:41:00.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我﹐還是忍不住。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPXd38RJC4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/gcakCscPabM/s1600/las%252520vegas%252520welcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545582469317200770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPXd38RJC4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/gcakCscPabM/s320/las%252520vegas%252520welcome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我﹐還是忍不住﹐把手機網絡開了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;前一晚﹐和好友一起瘋狂劈酒﹐怎麼知道竟然瘋狂到早上六點鐘。哈哈哈﹐結果我的好友爛醉﹐還好有其他人一起護送她回家。回家後﹐不能入睡﹐結果還是把網絡給開了﹐忍不住談上幾句。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;昨晚﹐與其待在家裡繼續等候﹐我還是答應了出席他哥哥的生日晚宴﹐然後繼續第二場趴地。結果﹐手機又響了﹐又再談上了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;他﹐在晚宴里﹐還是向我提出求婚﹐要我給一次機會他﹐整晚纏住我﹐我都快窒息了。他說﹐一起去拉斯維加斯渡聖誕節吧﹐和他一些好友一起去﹐就當給他一次機會。回來以後﹐如果我都還不能接受他﹐他也就認命﹐會學習放棄我。我突然有種感動﹐可能其他人也一直在旁勸說我﹐我回答說﹐就讓我考慮吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;他﹐到底是不是我人生最終的伴侶呢﹖我﹐為何無動于衷﹖如果在所有人里﹐還是選擇了他﹐我想是因為﹕我要的﹐不能要﹔我不要的﹐就不要﹔我要他﹐關鍵在於天時地利人和。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我﹐好不好還是去看看塔羅牌呢﹖到底該不該去 Las Vegas﹖還是對自己所追求的﹐堅持不渝﹖&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天晚上﹐他哥哥有第二次生日晚宴﹐他也要我出席﹐我想﹐我會去的﹐順便見見其他好久不見的朋友。與其待在家﹐等候著上線﹐不如在外消磨時間吧﹐噢﹖﹖&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;戒掉﹐戒掉﹐快快﹐快快戒掉這上了癮的習慣。因為﹐是一廂情願吧﹖﹖&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-614516928745546833?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/614516928745546833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=614516928745546833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/614516928745546833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/614516928745546833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='我﹐還是忍不住。。'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPXd38RJC4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/gcakCscPabM/s72-c/las%252520vegas%252520welcome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-526665099706028965</id><published>2010-11-29T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:18:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>真的瘋了﹗</title><content type='html'>問過好朋友的意見﹐她說我不是瘋了﹐而是癲了﹗癲得很瘋狂﹗我們都在電話里談到狂笑了起來。天啊﹐我還真的變成中學生了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一個塔羅牌師傅﹐她還滿準確的。一路來﹐我都有去請教她﹐我的朋友們也是。只是她的價格一下也起得滿貴嘛﹗30分鐘消費RM177﹐還要排期呢﹗好朋友贊成我去看看她﹐好讓她指點我﹐讓我做某些決定時更明確地。突然﹐實在太多事情同時發生﹐必須解決某些事﹐也必須答復某些事。但是﹐很清楚的是﹐我癲啦﹗哈哈哈﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好朋友贊成我的做法﹐斷絕聯繫﹐讓自己平靜以後﹐可以用平常心再聯繫﹐最好不過。其它的事﹐都等我平伏以後再說吧。啊。。。還想儘快平伏下來啊﹗﹗﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚﹐先約了兩個知己好友﹐吃了晚飯再喝幾杯﹐好好消磨時間。回家再追連續劇﹐然後一覺睡醒﹐又是新的一天﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戒癮的第一天﹐努力吧﹐傻妹妹﹗﹗&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-526665099706028965?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/526665099706028965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=526665099706028965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/526665099706028965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/526665099706028965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_29.html' title='真的瘋了﹗'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3665110937259384668</id><published>2010-11-29T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T15:10:51.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>決定試試看﹐把他戒掉。</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPNRIbJNcKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZQch31loS80/s1600/6fa5255a8553ba92665375d5afd2f5a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544864771390402722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPNRIbJNcKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZQch31loS80/s320/6fa5255a8553ba92665375d5afd2f5a8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我決定試試看﹐能不能把這個上了癮的習慣給戒掉。雖然﹐很不拾得﹔如果﹐一廂情願﹔後果﹐不堪設想﹗很清楚自己的為人﹐一旦沉迷著﹐誰也不能改變自己﹐除非自己決定改變。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;在事情還沒發展到一發不可收拾的地步之前﹐我還是想保留著這份純純的關係﹐不須要尋根究底﹐到底這是什麼關係/什麼感覺﹖就讓曖昧留在回憶里﹐還可以笑笑回味。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;也不清楚何時開始染上這個癮﹐為何可以如此天真以為著﹐只要開心就好。無時無刻﹐手機變成了全部。就算時差再大﹐也寧可少睡一點。除了上班以外﹐其他時間就只期待著手機那鈴聲一響。身邊的朋友們﹐都開始以為我瘋了﹐因為我只要看著手機﹐就會傻笑了起來。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;無可否認﹐或許是﹐我難的找回了一種失去已經很久的感覺﹐所以才會瘋狂的上了癮﹐而且短時間內變成好像已經很久的習慣。天啊﹗我看﹐我真的是瘋了。都一把年紀了﹐還有著小孩子般天真的思想。幸虧﹐還有朋友不斷地提醒著﹐現實終歸現實﹐要趕及把自己縱幻想世界抓回來﹗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;對不起﹐我必須把手機網路服務先關掉﹐暫時不聯絡。不過﹐昨天也沒聯絡過﹐原因是為甚麼也應該不重要吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;是的﹐至少等我恢復平靜的心情﹐可以用平常心去對待這關係﹐再聯絡會更開心吧﹗希望這段時間會很快地度過﹐我會把時間排的滿滿地﹐好好戒掉這個上了癮的習慣。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;努力吧﹗也祝福你﹐開心﹐健康﹐事業順利﹗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3665110937259384668?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3665110937259384668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPNRIbJNcKI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZQch31loS80/s72-c/6fa5255a8553ba92665375d5afd2f5a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2203487101109633706</id><published>2010-11-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:04:02.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infected By Virus 'V'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPJhUmSjSkI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nvtk3n6Ol5w/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FMDFkNDdhYzg4NDA0OGRkYmExYzdkZmU1MDlkYTgwNDMuanBn%253F%253D-742106"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPJhUmSjSkI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nvtk3n6Ol5w/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FMDFkNDdhYzg4NDA0OGRkYmExYzdkZmU1MDlkYTgwNDMuanBn%253F%253D-742106"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544601097750137410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Addicted to a habit, didn&amp;#39;t know when and how it started. Surprisingly it can be happening to me, unconsciously picked up this habit. Was struggle to quit it, but it was the only thing now I feel pleasure doing it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess I was infected by virus &amp;#39;V&amp;#39;, through airborne and it is in every breathe I take. Maybe I should find a way to get myself cure. To be practical rather then fanciful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2203487101109633706?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2203487101109633706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2203487101109633706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2203487101109633706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2203487101109633706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/infected-by-virus-v.html' title='Infected By Virus &apos;V&apos;'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TPJhUmSjSkI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nvtk3n6Ol5w/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FMDFkNDdhYzg4NDA0OGRkYmExYzdkZmU1MDlkYTgwNDMuanBn%253F%253D-742106' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3043402185137637731</id><published>2010-11-21T04:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T04:46:46.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Mate</title><content type='html'>My cousin said, it is only &amp;quot;air&amp;quot; soul mate. Be realistic! Good to keep &amp;quot;air&amp;quot; soul mate but you need a &amp;quot;physical&amp;quot; soul mate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Understand?&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3043402185137637731?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3043402185137637731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3043402185137637731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3043402185137637731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3043402185137637731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/soul-mate.html' title='Soul Mate'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6223694573425634457</id><published>2010-11-12T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:27:40.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Banana!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1c7MpRRvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/UiGOyNSzqwE/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNGUzMDM0ZmQzNjU1OTJlN2Q2MGY5MTNjZmUzMGQ0YmUuanBn%253F%253D-760036"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1c7MpRRvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/UiGOyNSzqwE/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNGUzMDM0ZmQzNjU1OTJlN2Q2MGY5MTNjZmUzMGQ0YmUuanBn%253F%253D-760036"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538685288811939570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Finally the banana rest in peace!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6223694573425634457?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6223694573425634457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6223694573425634457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6223694573425634457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6223694573425634457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/bye-bye-banana.html' title='Bye Bye Banana!!'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1c7MpRRvI/AAAAAAAAAsA/UiGOyNSzqwE/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNGUzMDM0ZmQzNjU1OTJlN2Q2MGY5MTNjZmUzMGQ0YmUuanBn%253F%253D-760036' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6221915015477549915</id><published>2010-11-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:09:12.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, still the same Banana lol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1YmQlMZOI/AAAAAAAAArw/XZRHNCuSU4w/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNzc3NTA3NDAxY2ZjYjNlYjI1NzI0ODg1ZGY4MzA0ZDIuanBn%253F%253D-752579"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1YmQlMZOI/AAAAAAAAArw/XZRHNCuSU4w/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNzc3NTA3NDAxY2ZjYjNlYjI1NzI0ODg1ZGY4MzA0ZDIuanBn%253F%253D-752579"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538680531044820194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1YmxXlccI/AAAAAAAAAr4/W2XW9sZTJtU/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FN2EwMTBmMGI2Y2I0ODZmZDY0ZDkxNGU5N2E0OTU4YzAuanBn%253F%253D-755061"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1YmxXlccI/AAAAAAAAAr4/W2XW9sZTJtU/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FN2EwMTBmMGI2Y2I0ODZmZDY0ZDkxNGU5N2E0OTU4YzAuanBn%253F%253D-755061"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538680539846111682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am laughing out real loud because the same particular banana still alive!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6221915015477549915?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6221915015477549915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6221915015477549915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6221915015477549915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6221915015477549915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/omg-still-same-banana-lol.html' title='OMG, still the same Banana lol!'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TN1YmQlMZOI/AAAAAAAAArw/XZRHNCuSU4w/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FNzc3NTA3NDAxY2ZjYjNlYjI1NzI0ODg1ZGY4MzA0ZDIuanBn%253F%253D-752579' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5892600072152771015</id><published>2010-11-12T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:57:42.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNzXRpAiypI/AAAAAAAAAro/rC8G0ER3BuI/s1600/efa79253974b71e26e482a2c0acd7abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538538339824749202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNzXRpAiypI/AAAAAAAAAro/rC8G0ER3BuI/s320/efa79253974b71e26e482a2c0acd7abc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNxDTYfQGLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/BpOT3wT4Cog/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FZmFjZjc3YjZjZGU1MjdhMzE5ZjJhMWI0OTMyNzFkMTQuanBn%253F%253D-765187"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNxDTyIfBYI/AAAAAAAAArY/gMeI0DuQq-E/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FZGFlNDc2ODI0ZmFlZmRhYzkyZGE0ZmMwNzZhNjJiYzQuanBn%253F%253D-766691"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538375648912803202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNxDTyIfBYI/AAAAAAAAArY/gMeI0DuQq-E/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FZGFlNDc2ODI0ZmFlZmRhYzkyZGE0ZmMwNzZhNjJiYzQuanBn%253F%253D-766691" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNxDTy69NXI/AAAAAAAAArg/VFKtQ2Reh14/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FMTQ2YzQ1MGU1ZDBmYmNmMDkzZDg4MDMzNmYyYjdhNWYuanBn%253F%253D-767769"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538375649124496754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNxDTy69NXI/AAAAAAAAArg/VFKtQ2Reh14/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FMTQ2YzQ1MGU1ZDBmYmNmMDkzZDg4MDMzNmYyYjdhNWYuanBn%253F%253D-767769" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Banana from many angle, so what so special about it?? I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a guess ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5892600072152771015?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5892600072152771015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5892600072152771015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5892600072152771015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5892600072152771015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/banana.html' title='Banana'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNzXRpAiypI/AAAAAAAAAro/rC8G0ER3BuI/s72-c/efa79253974b71e26e482a2c0acd7abc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2217609917081912065</id><published>2010-11-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:43:57.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't Blog For A While..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNq9zsrPUqI/AAAAAAAAArI/5KFbidVjfZU/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYzk3YTczYzY0OWZhNWU0MmE0OGI4YTFkMWFmZDMxMTkuanBn%253F%253D-754513"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNq9zsrPUqI/AAAAAAAAArI/5KFbidVjfZU/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FYzk3YTczYzY0OWZhNWU0MmE0OGI4YTFkMWFmZDMxMTkuanBn%253F%253D-754513"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537947387668943522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I leave my blog blank for a while (&amp;quot;,)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is that mean no happiness or sadness worth for me blog? Because I feel like writing something here, so it took me a while to think.. Hm..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let the pictures tell the story ;-)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2217609917081912065?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2217609917081912065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2217609917081912065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2217609917081912065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2217609917081912065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/11/didnt-blog-for-while.html' title='Didn&apos;t Blog For A While..'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TNq9vrXOZlI/AAAAAAAAApY/b1TBMwNl9t8/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FMGJmMGVkZDA1OWZiMWU5MjRkM2NjMzY2ODNjMGIzNTMuanBn%253F%253D-737669' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3321036434838247226</id><published>2010-10-21T02:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T12:27:02.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Home made Steamboat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TL86kiRHYpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6mEEqe93Eew/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDA2NTAtMjAxMDEwMjAtMjExOS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-785657"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530203266782552722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TL86kiRHYpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6mEEqe93Eew/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDA2NTAtMjAxMDEwMjAtMjExOS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-785657" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I always like to cook, but I hate the work to clean up later lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I will have a big nice kitchen next time with full kitchen equipment and of course a maid to clean up the after cooking mess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the dining was awesome. Is such a long time since I haven't prepare a dinner for my good friend like I used to. Even it is tired, but I'm enjoy doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3321036434838247226?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3321036434838247226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3321036434838247226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3321036434838247226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3321036434838247226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/10/home-made-steamboat.html' title='Home made Steamboat'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TL86kiRHYpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/6mEEqe93Eew/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDA2NTAtMjAxMDEwMjAtMjExOS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-785657' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-203176720938782908</id><published>2010-10-18T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:27:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia Ong - You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBaRc-28UAU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBaRc-28UAU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-203176720938782908?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/203176720938782908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=203176720938782908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/203176720938782908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/203176720938782908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/10/olivia-ong-you-and-me.html' title='Olivia Ong - You and Me'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4101429984990923896</id><published>2010-10-14T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:26:02.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I'm A Happy Girl (",)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TLbaiIJZseI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sIw3c-CkIDM/s1600/66930_115181915209471_100001529893217_118845_5673885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527845872481186274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TLbaiIJZseI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sIw3c-CkIDM/s320/66930_115181915209471_100001529893217_118845_5673885_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite i have came back from a happy trip in Melbourne. Nothing makes me more happy to have gained back a friendship. I am extremely grateful to all my friends who had given a helping hand and ears to listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forgiving someone is often not easy, especially so when it is someone close to us." I believed so and assumed I will never. But i can never lie to myself that I am actually still cares, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was told that something really bad happen to them, I couldn't fall sleep the whole night and kept thinking what should I do. Well, like a friend said. After few drinks, I stop thinking too much and make my 1st move to check if they are alright. So the follow steps I've done made me a happy girl again. Yeah, I wasn't regret at all because this is what I am. I can't lie on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have turn into the girl i used to be, a cheerful and happy going girl. Despite I've gained back a friendship, maybe there is other thing else that make me smile too =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, secret lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a happy girl today, I woke up with a smile and I'm gonna smile all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4101429984990923896?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4101429984990923896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4101429984990923896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4101429984990923896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4101429984990923896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-happy-girl.html' title='I&apos;m A Happy Girl (&quot;,)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TLbaiIJZseI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sIw3c-CkIDM/s72-c/66930_115181915209471_100001529893217_118845_5673885_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7237820750673644966</id><published>2010-10-03T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:27:40.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendship For ??</title><content type='html'>What are friendship for?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I rest myself at home tonight, and think to myself. So much of nonsense...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am concern, that&amp;#39;s the fact! So I text her! And now I&amp;#39;m waiting... And see how it goes..&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7237820750673644966?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7237820750673644966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7237820750673644966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7237820750673644966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7237820750673644966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/10/friendship-for.html' title='A Friendship For ??'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3719375459604577293</id><published>2010-09-23T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T23:07:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Night In Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TJttRJL9_7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/VdyPiPpuvew/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzOTAtMjAxMDA5MjMtMDc1NS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-767672"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TJttRJL9_7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/VdyPiPpuvew/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzOTAtMjAxMDA5MjMtMDc1NS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-767672"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520125909563998130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Supposedly I have stop drinking, but I&amp;#39;m 2 hours behind now. Everyone is sleeping already. So I am sort of enjoying myself with some beers and watching tv myself. Hopefully some alcohol can get me to bed earlier.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy to meet Racheal and Don again, and their cute little princess Justine. Love her lots! She just love to smile and she smile at me! I feel so welcome more then before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Racheal came to pick me up at the airport in the early morning. Then we went to have my favorite vietnamese beef noodle at the Vietnam street. So tasty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Came home I slept for a while and wait for Don for dinner. Yes, I call Don &amp;#39;big brother&amp;#39;. Definitely he treats me like his sister! We went for great dinner and he have a beer with me. Aha, I guess he still think I&amp;#39;m like the Lilian before, a hard core drinker.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow we are going to have BBQ at their warehouse. I&amp;#39;m was so excited! Racheal laugh and said:&amp;#39; I know you are gonna be excited since you love BBQ so much&amp;#39;. Aha..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Racheal&amp;#39;s mom said my face texture is really bad, maybe is worse. Gosh, I should really take good care of my skin. Getting old, that&amp;#39;s why...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel the joy and happiness in this family. Definitely Don love Racheal, Racheal love Don. They love their daughter so much and they working hard for their family and future. What else in life for a loving family looking forward to? To be together always.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m here for Jose&amp;#39;s wedding. I&amp;#39;m happy I made it for this trip, to share Jose and Neo happiness. Finally tide up together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess, I am happy for people I love around me are going through a happy life they wanted for. So what if I am still alone, and is forever? Not a problem :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Racheal&amp;#39;s mom keep mumbling me not to be choosy anymore due to my age. Ha ha ha.. I want, I want to! But if there is no Mr. Right, I rather be alone. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good night, I can hear Don snoring in the room. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3719375459604577293?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3719375459604577293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3719375459604577293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3719375459604577293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3719375459604577293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/09/1st-night-in-melbourne.html' title='1st Night In Melbourne'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TJttRJL9_7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/VdyPiPpuvew/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzOTAtMjAxMDA5MjMtMDc1NS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-767672' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3593917875686364679</id><published>2010-09-03T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:10:03.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MACC “commits suicide”!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="BORDER-LEFT: rgb(16,16,255) 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px"&gt;&lt;div class="plainMail"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Martin&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;18 Aug. 2010 – The Malaysia Anti-Corruption Commission (MACC), very tragically, "committed suicide" today. It killed the very little that was left of its own integrity and credibility.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Its public image plunged to the very depths with the help of its advocate Abdul Razak Musa. He had at first advocated self-strangulation. He even demonstrated how it could be done.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When that failed, the very experienced lawyer of 24 years assisted the Commission to take a wild leap out of the window of logic, common sense and civility.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Depressed&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Many have observed that the MACC has been very depressed of late. It has gone through bouts of disappointment, doubts, dejection and denial, all contributing to its sudden self-destruction.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The last (first) MACC chief even jumped ship a few months before his due retirement date. It seems he could no longer handle the daunting (more appropriately read as "haunting") task.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It appears that the MACC has left behind a suicide note which was supposedly written by its eight-month old new chief Abu Kassim Mohammed. The contents need to be verified of course. It reads:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Things have been bad for us – bad public perception, bad press, bad publicity, and as though these were not bad enough, we have done badly in the courts with most of the big fish being acquitted!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I have asked for a year to convince the rakyat of our commitment to combat and curb corruption but the public is still so very critical, cynical and condemning of the MACC.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"The public misunderstands us, press mistreats us, alternative media highlights only our mistakes,  Opposition mocks us and Government makes use of us but we are very independent.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I even told the Cabinet that its members should declare their assets publicly. But they asked me to take my proposal and shelve and shove it…in one of my many cabinets.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"On Teoh Beng Hock's death anniversary I said we will act without fear, favour and farce. But it has been a flop and many flip-flops. We have lost face even after launching our Facebook page. It is very frustrating!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"It has been a long, lonely and losing battle. And now our learned legal department head has determinedly driven the last nail into our coffin and we have very dutifully dug our own grave!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It seems that the MACC, due to its synergy with Umno, sent a "Solidarity in Suicide" invitation to the party. They declined, for they have received a similar earlier invitation from Perkasa.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Discredit&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The events that led to MACC's "suicide" began during the cross-examination of the world-renowed Thai forensic pathologist Dr Pornthip Rojanasunand by Abdul Razak in the Teoh Beng Hock's Inquest.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He first attacked Pornthip on her qualifications and claimed that the MACC's expert witness, Peter Vanezis, was "far more qualified" than her...as he had "graduated from Bristol University".&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He added that Mahidol University, where she had graduated from, was not recognised in Malaysia. Understandably, he was rather silent on where he graduated from, its ranking and whether it was recognised anywhere on the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pornthip advised the antagonistic lawyer not to look down on Asians and retorted that Mahidol is ranked the 220th best university in the world and is Thailand's top-ranked university.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abdul Razak also accused her of being biased, and as an expert witness engaged by the Selangor State Government, she had come to Bolehland "to attack the MACC".&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She stopped him dead in his tracks: "You have to understand. I work for the rights of the dead, not the Selangor government. My objective is to help the dead!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It is hoped that the "dead clients" of Pornthip (who has offered her services on a pro bono basis in Teoh's case) will not take offence and haunt the MACC lawyer who after all appears brain-dead!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was perhaps the first time in her 25 years as a pathologist that Pornthip was meeting such a pathetic lawyer. She therefore could not resist asking Abdul Razak: "Are you really a lawyer?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abdul Razak charged that Pornthip kept changing her position and "the goalpost". He forgot or got pretty mixed up that such a privileged role and position belonged solely to the Attorney-General with the ball always in his court(s).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He absurdly insisted that her expert opinion was based on her imagination. He would later prove that he was even much more imaginative than her by demonstrating the art of self-strangulation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Demonstration&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When Pornthip maintained that Teoh did not commit suicide – a view which would definitely not sit well with the MACC, Abdul Razak became a spontaneous stand-up comedian!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He suggested that Teoh 'strangled himself' and was 'depressive'. It was a line which he desperately copied from Dr M who had said that Anwar gave himself a black eye when in prison!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The MACC lawyer decided to give a practical demonstration on himself, after being challenged by Gobind Singh Deo, the lawyer for Teoh's family, to show how one can strangle himself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Everyone in court was highly entertained, though some may have wished Abdul Razak had succeeded in his demonstration! Pornthip's "clients" must have surely laughed out loud in their graves!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But the MACC's prosecutor's court antics were not over yet. He would provide more ammunition to the MACC to shoot itself. He asked Pornthip if she has any experience jumping off a building!&lt;br /&gt;The cool, calm and composed counsel for the Selangor Government, Malik Imtiaz Sarwar, countered with classic sarcasm: "With questions like these, we would all want to jump off a building!"&lt;br /&gt;Pornthip sensed she had so far seen only the tip of the lawyer's incompetence. He eventually became so confused that even the Bar Council representatives and coroner had to help clarify and correct him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Despair&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abdul Razak was in court not to help the coroner determine the real cause of Teoh's death but to denigrate Pornthip and to distract and divert everyone from the truth. He ended up destroying his own client's integrity and credibility!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In trying to discredit "the most trusted individual in all of Thailand" (according to a Readers' Digest Trust survey last year) he has driven the MACC into utter despair in its desperate attempts to restore public confidence!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The law, we are often told. is an ass. But it would be more accurate to say in this context that the lawyer (for the MACC) is an ass and being holed up in the commission, he has turned asinine, arrogant, absurd and abusive.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But why should we be surprised. He is after all the very same lawyer who told wheechair-bound Karpal Singh, the lead lawyer for the Teoh family in the Inquest:  "I can sit but you cannot stand"!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But Abdul Razak has the making of a judge in the appellate courts, where, in the words of the very respected retired judge N H Chan, sit a bunch of "ignorant", "inane", "incompetent" and "idiotic" judges.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As the hearing ended, Gobind Singh Deo was overheard whispering to himself: "Deo Gratias!" ("Thanks be to God!"). He was indeed grateful to God for Abdul Razak Musa and his sterling role in assisting the MACC "commit suicide"!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(23 August 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3593917875686364679?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3593917875686364679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3593917875686364679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3593917875686364679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3593917875686364679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/09/macc-commits-suicide.html' title='MACC “commits suicide”!'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3496723283737286306</id><published>2010-08-28T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T12:45:44.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>You are too MUCH!</title><content type='html'>A fucker and a whore will never stop disturbing me. Was disturb by phone call again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if there is next time, I will not hold on to them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no right to talk to me like that fucker! Keep your eyes on your bitch and leave me alone! Both of your business is non of my business at all! Never bother or interest from the starting at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you both are so important and famous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3496723283737286306?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3496723283737286306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3496723283737286306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3496723283737286306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3496723283737286306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-are-too-much.html' title='You are too MUCH!'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7858271547189756384</id><published>2010-08-27T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:02:39.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Childish Drama</title><content type='html'>Last night, I'm was disturbed by this crazy bitch (sorry to call her this). I have called off the friendship among us because of her 2 faces in my friend's circle. In fact, I've break up with my best friend because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I'm was recovered from deepest sadness of breaking up with my best friend. Again she called and asked about silly question and try to verify something that nothing to do with me. What the fuck? Not only disturbing me, but also getting my 2 other friends involve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot understand why is she still trying to mess my life, mess my friends. She just can't let go of me. I really cannot take it. I spent few hours last night just to communicate with the other 2 friends, one in Malaysia and one in UK about the troubles she is giving us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imaging how thick face she is? Non stop calling me, even text me and ask to call her back when I sounded to her that she should stop calling or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;taxing&lt;/span&gt; to disturb. At last, before I go to bed. I text her a message:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last time, don't think you are so important until everyone will talk about you. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; you feel shy calling here and there trouble people because of your own problem?&lt;br /&gt;I already don't care about you have Brenda NOW who is my best friend BEFORE! You think you and Mike can bother me? Sorry to say, I have no feeling at all.&lt;br /&gt;I really pity you, you don't have anymore friend to call so you have to call MY friends. Because of Mike, you have to use Jen; you have to disturb Sharon in UK; you even have to call me for help! Very funny!&lt;br /&gt;YES, I don't give a damn cause who are you? I have deleted your number, I just regretted that i accidentally answer your call cause i totally forget this is you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop disturb us! Go get your life with other that same channel with you. I am sending this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;MSG&lt;/span&gt; just to ask you leave us alone. And remember my friends are still my friends. No time for your childish drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S. I never come across any man like him in my life, such a jerk that likes to play childish affair game. Smelly ass! God bless to the girls that having affair with him and congrats to those lucky one who have escape earlier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7858271547189756384?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7858271547189756384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7858271547189756384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7858271547189756384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7858271547189756384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/childish-drama.html' title='Childish Drama'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-407326672197423053</id><published>2010-08-23T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:11:52.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This it is...</title><content type='html'>This it is...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A long run of 18 years friendship doesn&amp;#39;t even deserve a chance for an explanation. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I admit I&amp;#39;ve done wrong! And I&amp;#39;ve tried my best. I never though I can have your full understanding... but...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But for something you are doing in front of me, doesn&amp;#39;t make sense at all. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My best friend was hanging out with the girl that messed us up, in front at my work place lol! I&amp;#39;m such a loser.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t deserve a chance for an explanation but I also don&amp;#39;t deserve a treatment like this from you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why should I bother?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah right, I remember what you have said. We are individual! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I say thanks to all my friends who concern about me and been trying to help me up!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You did bother me a lot but not anymore now, the rest of them are nothing at all. I should start my life with new beginning with old and new people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still wish the best for you and thank you for the show that&amp;#39;s help me have made up my mind! Keep up your show, cause it really doesn&amp;#39;t bother me anymore.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-407326672197423053?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/407326672197423053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=407326672197423053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/407326672197423053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/407326672197423053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-it-is.html' title='This it is...'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6042892998779909984</id><published>2010-08-21T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:57:12.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Rowena &amp; David's Birthday Celebration at Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Jgtoct-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/ALif1fNw98M/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODEtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-714454"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772064395474914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Jgtoct-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/ALif1fNw98M/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODEtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-714454" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;David &amp;amp; Rowena&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhJiPJzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MB6FQyLECAI/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODMtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-716232"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772071885612850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhJiPJzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MB6FQyLECAI/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODMtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-716232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhSR6r2I/AAAAAAAAAlA/iin0YXhfMBg/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODQtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-717213"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772074233081698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhSR6r2I/AAAAAAAAAlA/iin0YXhfMBg/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODQtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-717213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhpWzjPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ZIHwJu1uEZU/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODYtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-718298"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772080427601138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhpWzjPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/ZIHwJu1uEZU/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODYtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-718298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhzXcu8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/BRjhcgkQt6M/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODctMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-719214"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772083114654658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JhzXcu8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/BRjhcgkQt6M/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODctMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-719214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JifLNf1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/GZfoF3n-TsM/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODgtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-721155"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772094874484562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-JifLNf1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/GZfoF3n-TsM/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODgtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-721155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Jis0mHaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/vJxnz8f_t6w/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODktMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-721965"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772098537725346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Jis0mHaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/vJxnz8f_t6w/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODktMjAxMDA4MjAtMjIwNy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-721965" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Ji-Tv8YI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Nb3906WAfYo/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODAtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1Ny5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-723381"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507772103231795586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Ji-Tv8YI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Nb3906WAfYo/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODAtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1Ny5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-723381" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After my absent on many occasion with the buddies due to my health concern. I finally decided to come out for Rowena and David's birthday celebration at Library in Mid Valley Megamall last night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, never in my life I've actually quit alcohol for 2 months already. Amazingly, I've spent the night watching them toasting up with beers and vodka but I can have fun too with my ice water. Of course, also some food and the delicious birthday cake I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess there is something that I cannot change. How I wish to turn back the time where I used to be so peace in mind. But I'm still glad. Still glad that I am not alone actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, although my body still don't quite comfortable hanging out at the moment but I do have fun last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S. I've stop FB and now in blogger. I'm actually blogging with this email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6042892998779909984?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6042892998779909984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6042892998779909984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6042892998779909984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6042892998779909984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/rowena-davids-birthday-celebration-at.html' title='Rowena &amp; David&apos;s Birthday Celebration at Library'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TG-Jgtoct-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/ALif1fNw98M/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxODEtMjAxMDA4MjAtMjE1OC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-714454' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2555328500834668070</id><published>2010-08-18T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:44:32.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I Had An Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGvS-Yzj09I/AAAAAAAAAko/UkJxvCKv6Z0/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNjUtMjAxMDA4MTgtMTcyNy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-777724"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506726938642994130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGvS-Yzj09I/AAAAAAAAAko/UkJxvCKv6Z0/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNjUtMjAxMDA4MTgtMTcyNy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-777724" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an accident in the morning. Was hitted by a car from he back and cause me hit in to the car at my front. Thank god nothing serious but I have to go make a police report later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2555328500834668070?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2555328500834668070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2555328500834668070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2555328500834668070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2555328500834668070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-had-accident.html' title='I Had An Accident'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGvS-Yzj09I/AAAAAAAAAko/UkJxvCKv6Z0/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNjUtMjAxMDA4MTgtMTcyNy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-777724' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6358227813253676454</id><published>2010-08-17T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:59:03.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>So Lost In Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGqL7XM_R4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/vQrna6KAjms/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNjItMjAxMDA4MTctMjA0OS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-753265"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506367346370889602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGqL7XM_R4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/vQrna6KAjms/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNjItMjAxMDA4MTctMjA0OS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-753265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lately I cannot organize myself in many things in my life. Just like the stuffs in my house waiting to be clean up and to be organize properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't be staying alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6358227813253676454?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6358227813253676454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6358227813253676454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6358227813253676454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6358227813253676454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-lost-in-life.html' title='So Lost In Life'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGqL7XM_R4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/vQrna6KAjms/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNjItMjAxMDA4MTctMjA0OS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-753265' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6658968707095436539</id><published>2010-08-17T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T17:55:39.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit Smoking??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGpcm-WxNVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/82LCp-m80r0/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNTktMjAxMDA4MTctMTcwNi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-739700"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGpcm-WxNVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/82LCp-m80r0/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNTktMjAxMDA4MTctMTcwNi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-739700"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506315319057134930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ever since I fallen sick, is like almost 2 months already. I quit alcohol, spicy, oily, sour and less cigi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In my life, I never been doing this. I even have phobia when I forgot to bring home my medicine. So you can imaging how bad is the pain I had with my gastric and colon ulcer. Infection with bacteria.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This pack of stick is from Japan. My friend bought it back for me and hope I can quit smoking. I&amp;#39;m not sure if I can quit but will try.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just remember I had a mug of beer last night, in my dream lol.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6658968707095436539?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6658968707095436539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6658968707095436539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6658968707095436539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6658968707095436539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/quit-smoking.html' title='Quit Smoking??'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGpcm-WxNVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/82LCp-m80r0/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNTktMjAxMDA4MTctMTcwNi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-739700' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7482126651981008751</id><published>2010-08-16T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:47:36.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Central Market Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGkkP9VGF0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0tulnHOXdag/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNTUtMjAxMDA4MTYtMTYyMy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-775022"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505971876016822082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGkkP9VGF0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0tulnHOXdag/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNTUtMjAxMDA4MTYtMTYyMy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-775022" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used to hang out with my buddies Racheal Lee, Brenda Ho and Chloe Ong when we are still studying in high school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pink color building at the back there used to be Mc Donald where the place we always spent our time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We used to be so free, so happy with no worry..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7482126651981008751?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7482126651981008751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7482126651981008751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7482126651981008751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7482126651981008751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/img00155-20100816-1623jpg.html' title='Central Market Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGkkP9VGF0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0tulnHOXdag/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNTUtMjAxMDA4MTYtMTYyMy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-775022' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7563312368487154939</id><published>2010-08-16T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:49:26.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Joke Of The Day</title><content type='html'>A rabbit was hopping through the forest when he came upon a giraffe rolling a joint. The rabbit said,"Giraffe, don't do drugs. Come, run with me through the forest."The giraffe looked at the rabbit, then at the joint. He dropped the joint and ran off with the rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came upon an elephant snorting cocaine. The rabbit said,"Elephant, don't do drugs. Come, run with us through the forest."The elephant looked at his razor blade and mirror, tossed them away and began running with the rabbit and giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came across a lion about to shoot up. The rabbit said the same . He put down the needle and started to beat the living daylights out of the rabbit. Horrified, the giraffe and elephant asked,"Lion, why are you doing this? He was only trying to help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lion answered,"This little fucker? He makes me run around the forest like a fucking idiot every time he's on ecstasy..&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7563312368487154939?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7563312368487154939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7563312368487154939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7563312368487154939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7563312368487154939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke Of The Day'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5626666794255371708</id><published>2010-08-15T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:50:03.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Ice latte</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGfkmEUcj_I/AAAAAAAAAis/Uabv_V0Z8LE/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNDItMjAxMDA4MTUtMjAzNi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-744920"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505620412129382386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGfkmEUcj_I/AAAAAAAAAis/Uabv_V0Z8LE/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNDItMjAxMDA4MTUtMjAzNi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-744920" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I remember when I'm was young, around age 17 plus. I started hanging out at Starbucks with my childhood friends. They are Estee, Shannon, Emmy etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had good time there without alcohol. Enjoy so much with the double shots latte, chat over an hour or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember we were so much hassle free of anything in life. Just always worried about getting home late and parents got angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that, really much now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at starbucks now having a small ice latte and reading some magazine peacefully after a long day. I can live without alcohol again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5626666794255371708?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5626666794255371708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5626666794255371708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5626666794255371708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5626666794255371708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/ice-latte.html' title='Ice latte'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGfkmEUcj_I/AAAAAAAAAis/Uabv_V0Z8LE/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAxNDItMjAxMDA4MTUtMjAzNi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-744920' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8218915560276447093</id><published>2010-08-14T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:58:23.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Lights Of My View</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZqkdhKBZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/utDKLHggKBQ/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwOTctMjAxMDA4MDQtMTc0Ny5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-769724"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505204769138541970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZqkdhKBZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/utDKLHggKBQ/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwOTctMjAxMDA4MDQtMTc0Ny5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-769724" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bright infront but dark at the end...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8218915560276447093?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8218915560276447093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8218915560276447093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8218915560276447093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8218915560276447093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/lights-of-my-view.html' title='The Lights Of My View'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZqkdhKBZI/AAAAAAAAAhU/utDKLHggKBQ/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwOTctMjAxMDA4MDQtMTc0Ny5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-769724' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5980778637399472183</id><published>2010-08-14T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:00:07.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Audi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZnBaq9NfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/55Y65_J5DMI/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDA4ODItMjAxMDA3MjYtMTYwNCgxKS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-761021"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505200868544034290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZnBaq9NfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/55Y65_J5DMI/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDA4ODItMjAxMDA3MjYtMTYwNCgxKS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-761021" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Congrats to my babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sold an Audi A4 1.8TFSI to my good friend and got her the favorite car number! LY is her name and 223 is the number she wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5980778637399472183?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5980778637399472183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5980778637399472183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5980778637399472183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5980778637399472183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/audi.html' title='Audi'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZnBaq9NfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/55Y65_J5DMI/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDA4ODItMjAxMDA3MjYtMTYwNCgxKS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-761021' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7430270806724003016</id><published>2010-08-14T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:01:01.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Fallen Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZZReY3FgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/E5BEHqmGoi4/s1600/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMTgtMjAxMDA3MTQtMTkwMC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-741094"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505185751256995330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZZReY3FgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/E5BEHqmGoi4/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMTgtMjAxMDA3MTQtMTkwMC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-741094" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Have been ill for sometime. Gastric and food poison, stomach and colon ulcer. Visiting hospital for dipping, injection and blood test. Having porridge and bread only for meals. Carrying lots of medicine all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretted for not taking good care of my health =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7430270806724003016?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7430270806724003016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7430270806724003016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7430270806724003016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7430270806724003016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-been-ill-for-sometime.html' title='Fallen Sick'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TGZZReY3FgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/E5BEHqmGoi4/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAwMTgtMjAxMDA3MTQtMTkwMC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-741094' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6621320494419641267</id><published>2010-08-13T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:05:41.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why'/><title type='text'>For some reason..</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I have deactivate my Facebook account. Wanted to hide from something or hiding myself from something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, emotional suicide. Don't want to think and don't want to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done something real bad that have hurt my good friend, I don't know how to forgive myself either. So i understand if she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm was alone again after Sharon have left to UK. This time, I felt so much lonely compare to before. And I hope, I will finally overcome whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't stop thinking over and over again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6621320494419641267?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6621320494419641267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6621320494419641267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6621320494419641267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6621320494419641267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-some-reason.html' title='For some reason..'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6955825756629961182</id><published>2010-06-17T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:06:38.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Kuchai Lama</title><content type='html'>My mother called me yesterday and told me she decided to move back to our old house in Kuchai Lama with my brother. She sold the current house and got some money. She needs me to plan and arrange the renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a surprise and I'm was excited and start worring now. What can I do with so little money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a long story among the way... But I know I have to do it, just have to do it all by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6955825756629961182?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6955825756629961182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6955825756629961182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6955825756629961182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6955825756629961182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/06/kuchai-lama.html' title='Kuchai Lama'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2765526686404143333</id><published>2010-04-28T04:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:09:49.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Real Bad Habit</title><content type='html'>I have pick up a real bad habit for some reason because I'm so alone. Well, i know i can't be using this as excuse so I'm gonna stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep again and again. I think I'm having depression, imsonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't escape from the world of my own..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2765526686404143333?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2765526686404143333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2765526686404143333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2765526686404143333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2765526686404143333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-pick-up-real-bad-habit-for-some.html' title='Real Bad Habit'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2577038753680511756</id><published>2010-04-22T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:12:52.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Short Black Out Night</title><content type='html'>Last night im was home alone. Suddenly electricity cut off, and my house become extremely silent and darkening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im was calm at first then realise myself was scare of being alone in such a situation! Suddenly i miss Sharon around so much, then i miss my mom and brother so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later all the horror scary movie I've watched came throughout my mind and i start imaging if it is happening around me now. What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly walked around my house and find some candle to light up, then open the door and walk to the car porch. Felt so glad that saw my neighbours are out from the house too! The same row of houses electricity have shut down too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called up TNB. Chit chating and wait until they fix the problem and got the light back. And i get to know my neighbours better actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a black out night! wasnt romantic at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2577038753680511756?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2577038753680511756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2577038753680511756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2577038753680511756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2577038753680511756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-night-im-was-home-alone.html' title='A Short Black Out Night'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1825097807718869843</id><published>2010-02-27T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:37:15.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><title type='text'>Faye Wong - Heart Sutra (2009.05.08)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/2IW5PA_oHfA"&gt;&lt;embed height="'350'" width="'425'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" src="'http://youtube.com/v/2IW5PA_oHfA'/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1825097807718869843?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1825097807718869843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1825097807718869843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1825097807718869843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1825097807718869843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/02/faye-wong-heart-sutra-20090508.html' title='Faye Wong - Heart Sutra (2009.05.08)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4230002789902590885</id><published>2010-02-09T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:37:41.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><title type='text'>Carole King - It's Too Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/GPeVbEg1DHE"&gt;&lt;embed height="'350'" width="'425'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" src="'http://youtube.com/v/GPeVbEg1DHE'/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time&lt;br /&gt;There's something wrong here, there can be no denying&lt;br /&gt;One of us is changing&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe we just stopped trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's too late, baby, now it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Though we really did try to make it&lt;br /&gt;Something inside has died&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide and I just can't fake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be so easy living here with you&lt;br /&gt;You were light and breezy and I knew just what to do&lt;br /&gt;Now you look so unhappy and I feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's too late, baby, now it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Though we really did try to make it&lt;br /&gt;Something inside has died&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide and I just can't fake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll be good times again for me and you&lt;br /&gt;But we just can't stay together, don't you feel it, too&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm glad for what we had and how I once loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late, baby, now it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Though we really did try to make it&lt;br /&gt;Something inside has died and I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't fake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4230002789902590885?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4230002789902590885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4230002789902590885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4230002789902590885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4230002789902590885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2010/02/carole-king-it-too-late.html' title='Carole King - It&amp;#39;s Too Late'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-440926964527459766</id><published>2009-10-28T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:38:15.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Feeling Incomplete</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I'm feeling so empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much alone`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-440926964527459766?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/440926964527459766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=440926964527459766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/440926964527459766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/440926964527459766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-incomplete.html' title='Feeling Incomplete'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4453962706277026677</id><published>2009-10-01T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:39:22.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>I Knock My Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/user/fd37c24b62/post/78496/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://posts.cellspin.net/posts/39978/2009/09/30/full_4603c791e4f8248cdbf92b4c6884815d.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/"&gt;www.cellspin.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4453962706277026677?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4453962706277026677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4453962706277026677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4453962706277026677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4453962706277026677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/uploaded-by-www.html' title='I Knock My Face'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1352965578304995114</id><published>2009-10-01T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:40:36.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What a bad day</title><content type='html'>Today is the worse day i ever have. From the morning after i woke up while preparing to work. I already knock my head twice. Then i reach office, when i'm was looking at the showroom duty on the table then turn around wanted to walk away and get something. Straight i knock in to the tiang, my face bengka now. Sigh sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1352965578304995114?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1352965578304995114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1352965578304995114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1352965578304995114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1352965578304995114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-worse-day-i-ever-have.html' title='What a bad day'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5084077865113726156</id><published>2009-08-08T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:41:20.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phone'/><title type='text'>My New Black Berry Storm</title><content type='html'>Exploring my BB storm, blogging to blogger by CellSpin. Testing testing 1 2 3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5084077865113726156?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5084077865113726156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5084077865113726156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5084077865113726156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5084077865113726156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/exploring-my-bb-storm-blogging-to.html' title='My New Black Berry Storm'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-9081750364019567572</id><published>2009-06-27T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:43:55.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson | The Official Site</title><content type='html'>I am so sad about MJ have passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my favorite singer all time when I'm still very young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and you will be always in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaeljackson.com/"&gt;Michael Jackson The Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-9081750364019567572?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9081750364019567572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=9081750364019567572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/9081750364019567572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/9081750364019567572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-official-site.html' title='Michael Jackson | The Official Site'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6106948662679615659</id><published>2009-06-27T02:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:44:41.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>MJ</title><content type='html'>This morning when I'm driving to work, I turn on my radio and I'm was listening to all Micheal Jackson's.. So nice that they keep playing his song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know anything till I step in to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilian, MJ just passed away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm once a little girl, I dream to be his girl friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6106948662679615659?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6106948662679615659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6106948662679615659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6106948662679615659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6106948662679615659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj.html' title='MJ'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8242236188953723728</id><published>2009-06-10T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:57:14.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I Smile From My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Si6UADAXg6I/AAAAAAAAAao/BhgUx1VmDZM/s1600-h/n522666841_5940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345372536263115682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Si6UADAXg6I/AAAAAAAAAao/BhgUx1VmDZM/s320/n522666841_5940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of my friends don't know about my blog. I didn't really tell all of them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mentioned in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; that "I love blogging, is just so me".. I really don't have intention to let the world know. It was because when I'm was reading my own blog, is really all about me. My feelings, my minds, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;, is all about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got a big return from the line I put in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a girlfriend, met her in year 2004. I remember that is because I just started my life in the motor industry, then I met her and her ex boy friend. We are in a big group of peoples hanging together always. We had lots of good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later she broke up with her ex, I saw her crying and try smiling. God knows it was 10 years relationship. We angry, we stand up her. She is such a lovely strong lady, especially when she got drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, god knows she is good. Now she is getting married! With a lovely man. When I received her text about her engagement, I really shout out loud and smile from my heart. How glad I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, about the line I put in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;. She drop a line and asked what is my blog address, so I gave her. Then about later, she sent me a message in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt;..just read a bit of yr blog, and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know there were so much of sadness n unhappiness in yr life.. i just thought that you liked to party n drink non stop.. i am sorry.. sorry for thinking that way n for not being there for you when you are down in the dumps..you will find love n happiness ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Venessa&lt;/span&gt;, you make me smile from my heart. You almost got me tearing. This is really important to me. Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SSa&lt;/span&gt;, I love you dearly.. Thank you.. Need not sorry, you gave me more enough from the message you have sent to me. It meant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8242236188953723728?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8242236188953723728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8242236188953723728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8242236188953723728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8242236188953723728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-smile-from-my-heart.html' title='I Smile From My Heart'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Si6UADAXg6I/AAAAAAAAAao/BhgUx1VmDZM/s72-c/n522666841_5940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8425915997355761003</id><published>2009-06-08T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:21:13.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What a Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEkJQJEXI/AAAAAAAAAag/N3yiGddY0JM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344651876787360114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEkJQJEXI/AAAAAAAAAag/N3yiGddY0JM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking out from the balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEj7WHluI/AAAAAAAAAaY/lXzX35nS7S4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344651873054332642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEj7WHluI/AAAAAAAAAaY/lXzX35nS7S4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mind was in the wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEjiE78TI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_hxS5wW1guQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344651866271379762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEjiE78TI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_hxS5wW1guQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With a bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEjsZDqZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BM5HrdAdMbs/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344651869040126354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEjsZDqZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BM5HrdAdMbs/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is cheap but nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I found myself more a homely person now. Maybe because I have my own place to hide or maybe there is just so much to do in a house. I have moved in to my house about a month. Besides busy with works, also busy doing cleaning, buying furniture and stuff. Never have some relaxing time actually. Well, today seems a nice Sunday to me. Waked up late and since yesterday I have done the house cleaning. Lazying around the house and do some arranging again, then I decided to take a bath and go out for some relaxing shopping (just see look and buy anything) before my supper dinner with 2 customer who I've promised to at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jogoya&lt;/span&gt;. I felt so nice, such a long time I haven't been driving out from the house for the purpose of doing a relaxing shopping. I arrived at Lot 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Isetan&lt;/span&gt; at 8pm, just nice to have 1 and a half hour to do my shopping. From the top floor, looking at the bed sheets to kitchen stuff; lady cloths to grocery. I'm all alone, but I'm just so enjoying it. Before I go to the counter and pay my grocery, I saw something that makes me felt extremely relief. The bottle shop! I quickly went in before it close and grabbed 2 bottle of wine. I missed them. I had beers at home but it's so watery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned home at 1230am after the supper with the 2 brothers. Unpacked the stuff i brought and now I'm chilling with a bottle of wine.. This is only RM29.90. Trust me, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out from my balcony, wondering again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8425915997355761003?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8425915997355761003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8425915997355761003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8425915997355761003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8425915997355761003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-sunday.html' title='What a Sunday'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiwEkJQJEXI/AAAAAAAAAag/N3yiGddY0JM/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8579268604938524079</id><published>2009-06-04T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:36:09.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>June June June</title><content type='html'>My boss wanted me to commit another 3 units in June where I have already taken 2 units, he spoken to me in a nice way. So I said yes boss, nice way in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I will be very much happy to do another 3 units or even more. But where's my prospect?? I'm going dry... Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I'm bored over showroom duty, snaking in my facebook. A voice crossing by and asked : Lilian, actually you are not a bad person overall. You can be fun with, you can be comfortable with. You can be wild crazy party animal but you also can be quite a decent girl. What are you still choosing for? Or you have some problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, think back.. I'm just having fun for the passed years. When I'm getting older, I seems to be lazy for having fun anymore. Sincerely, I have no problem at all. At my age have gone through so much, I don't fancy anymore about true romantic love. Although I does have some dream on it, well I just watch my fairy tale love movies with a glass of wine so I can smile at LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok ok, come back to reality. I gotta fight harder for my sales target!!! That's what I want for my life now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8579268604938524079?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8579268604938524079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8579268604938524079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8579268604938524079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8579268604938524079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-june-june.html' title='June June June'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6667135331585556226</id><published>2009-05-30T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:32:12.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>A SIngaporean Was On Holiday In Malaysia</title><content type='html'>A Singaporean was on holiday in Malaysia ..He was having his coffee, croissant, bread, butter &amp;amp; jam at the hotel's coffee house. A Malaysian man who was chewing gum, sat down next to him &amp;amp; started a casual conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian : "You Singaporeans eat the whole bread?"&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean : "Of course."Malaysian : "We don't. In Malaysia , we only eat what's inside.The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into croissants &amp;amp; sell them across to Singapore ." The Malaysian then had a smirk on his face while the Singaporean listened in silence. Malaysian : "Do you eat the jam with the bread?" Singaporean : "Of course."Malaysian (chuckling): "We don't. In Malaysia , we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds &amp;amp; other left-overs in a container, recycle them, transform them into jam, before we sell it across to Singapore ." This time, the Singaporean retorted : "Do you have sex in Malaysia ?"Malaysian : "Why, of course we do" Singaporean : "Do you wear protection"Malaysian : "Of course! We wear condoms."Singaporean : "And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?"Malaysian : "Stupid question ! Of course we throw them away."Singaporean : "We don't. In Singapore , the government secretly puts them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum &amp;amp; sell them across to Malaysia ,... &amp;amp; that's the real reason why we banned chewing gum in Singapore ."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6667135331585556226?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6667135331585556226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6667135331585556226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6667135331585556226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6667135331585556226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/singaporean-was-on-holiday-in-malaysia.html' title='A SIngaporean Was On Holiday In Malaysia'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8752229605722297724</id><published>2009-05-30T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:52:44.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Follower In Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiC7h0T6XrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4QviyA5ZBBE/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341475347713646258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiC7h0T6XrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4QviyA5ZBBE/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been blogging quite sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, my dearest colleague asked me for my blogger address so she can become my follower. Interesting as I don't know what is that about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know.. Ahem..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I become your follower too! Check out her blogs, as interesting as in person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8752229605722297724?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8752229605722297724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8752229605722297724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8752229605722297724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8752229605722297724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/follower-in-blogger.html' title='Follower In Blogger'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SiC7h0T6XrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4QviyA5ZBBE/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5633948118947374609</id><published>2009-05-19T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T01:07:48.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving IN</title><content type='html'>888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;nice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5633948118947374609?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5633948118947374609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5633948118947374609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5633948118947374609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5633948118947374609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving-in.html' title='Moving IN'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2327284452228830491</id><published>2009-05-19T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:56:58.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We 'RE Home!</title><content type='html'>LOve this babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2327284452228830491?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2327284452228830491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2327284452228830491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2327284452228830491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2327284452228830491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-re-home.html' title='We &apos;RE Home!'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-9167219061833852167</id><published>2009-05-10T13:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:51:49.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Moving In My New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZqF5gwd3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/c_rFJpxeiV8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334067458237036402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZqF5gwd3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/c_rFJpxeiV8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZqFpkud7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ccbY-MPb87I/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334067453958715314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZqFpkud7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ccbY-MPb87I/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZoz8cqWjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Mgxmr6LNdl0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066050275891762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZoz8cqWjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Mgxmr6LNdl0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZozhD4eVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/HaFlfG84ehM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066042924202322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZozhD4eVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/HaFlfG84ehM/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZozQTFJuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FlSsSjrxJo0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066038424544994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZozQTFJuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FlSsSjrxJo0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZozOlXN3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/a3Rp_jnGEX0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066037964355442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZozOlXN3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/a3Rp_jnGEX0/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZoy4-WLAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/iXQ8993VQSw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066032163564546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZoy4-WLAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/iXQ8993VQSw/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today It was the date and time choosen by a Sifu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving in My New Home. Done all the stuff that chinese believing in bring good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-9167219061833852167?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9167219061833852167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=9167219061833852167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/9167219061833852167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/9167219061833852167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving-in-my-new-home.html' title='Moving In My New Home'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgZqF5gwd3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/c_rFJpxeiV8/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6159776881931311888</id><published>2009-05-10T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:56:14.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>SERENDIPITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgXDahEQbhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UvnAeLyrveQ/s1600-h/serendipity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333884194010459666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgXDahEQbhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UvnAeLyrveQ/s320/serendipity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite lines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara - Serendipity 'Cause it's such a nice sound for what it means: a fotunate accident. Except I don't really believe in accident. I think fate's behind of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John - Yeah, You do? Fake's behind everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara - I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John - Everything's predestined? We don't have a choice at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara - I think we make out own decisions. I just think that fate sends us little signs, and it's how we read the signs that determines whether we're happy or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John - Little signas. yeah. Fortunate accidents. Lucky discoveries. Columbus in America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara - Yeah, or Fleming discovering penicillin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John - Penicillin. Fleming in his name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sara - Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John - Or 'Johnathan and the Gloves.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6159776881931311888?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6159776881931311888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6159776881931311888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6159776881931311888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6159776881931311888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/serendipity.html' title='SERENDIPITY'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgXDahEQbhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UvnAeLyrveQ/s72-c/serendipity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3434011374258302583</id><published>2009-05-09T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:52:18.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>After So Many Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgWmfvZ7O7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ycLEJwovAWg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333852397921582002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgWmfvZ7O7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ycLEJwovAWg/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew I've neglected a person for some reasons for many year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason was I knew deep down there is something can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt; to. Reason was I knew who I am, but a reason now is I am a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are always a special person to me, if I didn't mention that before. The greatest thing I found that you become a better person, still standing up and reaching close for what you are and what you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the best for your undertaking and see you soon. Have a safe and sound trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3434011374258302583?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3434011374258302583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3434011374258302583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3434011374258302583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3434011374258302583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-so-many-year.html' title='After So Many Year'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SgWmfvZ7O7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ycLEJwovAWg/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1652725431960437274</id><published>2009-05-07T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:18:45.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>A Sad Season</title><content type='html'>Everybody seems breaking up.. What a Sad Season....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a relationship broke up, I knew it was the toughest thing in the world. Mentally breaking down is the horrible thing that would have cause unexpected accident. Gosh.. I can't imagine if that happen to anyone that I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be STRONG and MOVE FORWARD.. It seems so easy to speak out but it isn't easy at all. Take times my friend. I been through of that, until today it maybe still deep down in your heart you feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be young again, because it was the time that you dare to love and you dare to try and it takes so little time to recover and start again. The fact was, getting old you will not be daring like when you are young to love or try and it takes really a longer time to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I asked myself. Until this stage of my life, what kind of men would I want to be with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've turned down or may hurt many men before but also I've been hurt by someone. Did I have not enough? I had enough, really. Until this stage of my life, I wouldn't want any more of that. I'm tired of getting to know a new person, I rather to spend my time with my family and friends. Work hard for a better life and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have a sad season anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my new house is something I'm working forward now. It makes me feel a little empty to move in all by myself, but I'm glad my housemate is moving in with me for temporary. At least someone at home when I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day will be a good day, always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1652725431960437274?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1652725431960437274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1652725431960437274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1652725431960437274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1652725431960437274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-season.html' title='A Sad Season'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5897078523403282643</id><published>2009-05-05T14:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:06:50.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Sf_k7FUgdtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZcRH6sidF4c/s1600-h/04052009033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332232187521562322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Sf_k7FUgdtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZcRH6sidF4c/s320/04052009033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always like to hang out at TGIFriday's, especially the one at Subang Parade in Subang Jaya. I remember when I'm was young, I hang out with a group of friends. There are Estee, Shannon, Joe, Chin Mun, Crystal etc. I still remember a group of us at the long table having beers and long chit chat. After a week later, our beloved Crystal met a car accident and passed away. It was long long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went TGIFriday's with Derek. We knew each other when we were early 20's and we dated. We were both talking about the passed and laughing at each other. He was a straight and fierce person, always worried and angry with me because I'm a crazy party animal also always lied to him for going out. But I am still remember the moments together even though we didn't make it. Well, we were still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great and fun night sitting down with him just the two of us chit chating about our passed and undertaking. I'm glad for him, somehow I have the same feeling of how he still felt for me.. Is a good one, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the balloon, is sweet although is free from TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful life - I'm Glad That I've Met You, My Sincerely Best Wishes To You have A Wonderful Life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5897078523403282643?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5897078523403282643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5897078523403282643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5897078523403282643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5897078523403282643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/wonderful-life.html' title='A Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Sf_k7FUgdtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZcRH6sidF4c/s72-c/04052009033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6883267900179022504</id><published>2009-05-01T14:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:01:35.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Karaoke Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Sfqdiatlf6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PzssK-F4H4s/s1600-h/01052009018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330746323558039458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Sfqdiatlf6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PzssK-F4H4s/s320/01052009018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OTSGroup&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woode&lt;/span&gt; Agency&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009 New Talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Karaoke Competition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHAMPION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remember when I started work, there is so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to join either direct selling or insurance agency. I've given chances to listened and to understand but there is no passion in me, so I never say YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For so many years I've been very comfort for what I am doing and the earning for a living, finally when this global economy crisis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hit ted&lt;/span&gt; so badly to the market and the commitment on me. I've decided to seek for other options for my income.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Again, I open up myself to listen to direct selling or insurance agency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being a direct selling agent, you have to be really aggressive to always talk to people. The business, is about networking. And you must have strong leadership to become successful. And you must always start with those new business or product that just came in, only you have the biggest chance to become success. I worship to the successful direct selling leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being an insurance agent, you also have to be really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; to always talk to people. The business, is about products that can benefits you the most. If you are a strong leadership, you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;recruit&lt;/span&gt; more agents under your network to make you more successful. With the products that benefits people the needs and you are hardworking, you always have chances to become successful. I worship to the successful insurance agency too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Both the options, I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to become an insurance agent. You may say I'm a conservative person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've once a financial consultant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;exchange&lt;/span&gt; then I found out I am not a gamble person. Then I started in motor industry until today. I like my job, to sell a car to people's need. It is the same to become an insurance agent, to sell a products that benefit to people's need too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am now 100% passionate in to this part time job and tent to become success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The above was what I've got on the karaoke session when the agency having a successful closing dinner. Wish me success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6883267900179022504?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6883267900179022504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6883267900179022504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6883267900179022504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6883267900179022504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/karaoke-competition.html' title='Karaoke Competition'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/Sfqdiatlf6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PzssK-F4H4s/s72-c/01052009018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7028488624466252907</id><published>2009-02-27T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:18:07.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>十句</title><content type='html'>第一句　　如果我们之间有1000步的距离　　　　你只要跨出第1步　　　　我就会朝你的方向走其余的999步　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二句　　　　通常愿意留下来跟你争吵的人　　　　才是真正爱你的人　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三句　　　　付出真心　才会得到真心　　　　却也可能伤得彻底　　　　保持距离　就能保护自己　　　　却也注定永远寂寞　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第四句　　　　有时候　不是对方不在乎你　　　　而是你把对方看得太重　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第五句　　　　朋友就是把你看透了　还能喜欢你的人　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第六句　　　　就算是believe　中间也藏了一个lie　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第七句　　　　真正的好朋友　　　　并不是在一起就有聊不完的话题　　　　而是在一起　就算不说话　　　　也不会感到尴尬　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第八句　　　　没有一百分的另一半　　　　只有五十分的两个人　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第九句　　　　为你的难过而快乐的　是敌人　　　　为你的快乐而快乐的　是朋友　　　　为你的难过而难过的　　　　就是那些　该放进心里的人　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第十句　　　　冷漠　有时候并不是无情　　　　只是一种避免被伤害的工具&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7028488624466252907?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7028488624466252907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7028488624466252907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7028488624466252907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7028488624466252907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_27.html' title='十句'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4330693954512734512</id><published>2009-02-27T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:00:45.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>露体狂或是偷窺狂</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SafHtCsKZEI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MHJlzseeanA/s1600-h/11857177800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307430262509560898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SafHtCsKZEI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MHJlzseeanA/s320/11857177800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们知道吗？我在看林海锋 ”茅低喷饭“，描述的非常好笑说：-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢写部落格的人，就像一个露体狂，喜欢把事情都写给不认识的人看；&lt;br /&gt;喜欢看别人部落格的人，就像一个偷窥狂，喜欢看不认识的人写的事情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我觉得挺有意思，形容的蛮贴切嘛。哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我呢？我喜欢写部落格，不是因为我喜欢把自己的事情都说给陌生人听，只是我喜欢这样子来发泄我的喜怒哀乐，而且我有要好的朋友，都会关心我的事，只要他们想要了解我的近况，都可以来看。这样子，我和他们就不会变陌生啊！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也喜欢看别人的部落格，因为我想知道我认识的人过得如何？而不认识的人写的部落格，都可以让我体验到很多不同的生活和喜怒哀乐，是不是很有趣呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有两种人，一定不会认同我所写的，那就是：-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不喜欢写的人；&lt;br /&gt;不喜欢读的人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以啊，和我一样的人，可有很丰富的体验呢！管他说我们是露体狂或是偷窥狂！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4330693954512734512?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4330693954512734512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4330693954512734512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4330693954512734512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4330693954512734512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='露体狂或是偷窺狂'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SafHtCsKZEI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MHJlzseeanA/s72-c/11857177800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-939271432221752258</id><published>2008-12-17T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:59:14.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Malaysian Psyche</title><content type='html'>The Malaysian psyche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="PDF" style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;do_pdf=1&amp;amp;id=15867" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Print" style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=15867&amp;amp;pop=1&amp;amp;page=0&amp;amp;Itemid=84" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="E-mail" style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/index2.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=emailform&amp;amp;id=15867&amp;amp;itemid=84" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by admin&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 10 December 2008 10:59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invariably, being wives of Wakil Rakyat, they were all wearing tons of gold and jewellery and the rescuers had a gala time ‘relieving’ the dead and badly injured of their valuables.NO HOLDS BARREDRaja Petra Kamarudin&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know whether I need to write anything today. I mean, the three news items below are so, so self-explanatory that they certainly do not need further input from me. Nevertheless, you know me, I don’t often allow for something like this to pass without butting in with my comments -- so here goes.This latest episode of the landslide in Bukit Antarabangsa reminds me of the floods in Johor two years ago. Then, too, there were complaints that the rescuers would not evacuate stranded victims unless they were paid some money. Those who suffered the bad luck of not having any spare cash on their person were left to their own devices. It seems one old Chinese woman died because they would not rescue her.Many years ago -- some time in the 1980s -- a group of Terengganu women charted a bus to take them to Kuala Lumpur. These were all wives of Terengganu Wakil Rakyat. The Menteri Besar’s wife was supposed to have also joined the excursion but at the eleventh hour she changed her mind.Just before the bus reached Dungun, it veered off the road and crashed down a ravine. An army truck happened to pass by and the soldiers immediately organised a rescue operation. The Dungun general hospital, which was not that far away, also sent some ambulances and a team of medics.Nearly all the women were injured, many badly, while some were unconscious. Some died on the spot and others died later in hospital. I lost a number of friends or wives of friends in that crash, one of them my neighbour.Invariably, being wives of Wakil Rakyat, they were all wearing tons of gold and jewellery and the rescuers had a gala time ‘relieving’ the dead and badly injured of their valuables. The looting was probably regarded as ‘payment’ for dragging the dead and injured out of the ravine.The sad thing is, this happened to helpless women who were lying dead or badly injured and who could not offer any resistance. And the looting occurred in Terengganu Darul Imam (Terengganu the Land of Faith). And the looters were citizens of Terengganu ‘the Land of Faith’ who would never dream of missing a day of fasting or skipping even one of their five times a day prayers.Yes, I had better stop here lest Jakim and its cohorts, again, make a police report against me and the police come arrest me on charges of ‘insulting Islam’.&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;Rescuers were cold heartedThe family of a woman who recently gave birth has accused Malaysian rescue personnel of acting in a cold-hearted manner, resulting in the woman's death in the Bukit Antarabangsa landslide tragedy.This came as residents of the housing estate in Kuala Lumpur, hit by a landslide on Saturday which killed four people and buried 14 houses, said yesterday they were considering suing the government for compensation.According to news portal Malaysiakini, Ms Ng Yee Ping's husband was desperately digging through the earth with his bare hands to save his wife, a 30-year-old accountant who delivered a son two months ago. He thought help had arrived when rescue personnel reached the scene. But all they reportedly did was throw him a spade.Speaking at Ms Ng's funeral service on Monday, her mother-in-law, Madam Wong Sai Mooi, said she, her husband, her sons and grandson managed to escape. "But (I) did not know that my daughter-in-law was buried alive. Then I heard my eldest son (Ms Ng's husband) calling his wife, telling her to remain conscious," she was quoted by Malaysiakini as saying."Later, a few rescue personnel arrived at the scene but they just threw a spade at (my sons) and did nothing ... (They treated her) like some dead dog or cat," Madam Wong added, claiming that Ms Ng would still be alive if the rescuers had rendered assistance.Madam Wong's husband, Mr Ng Yong Shun, also accused the rescuers of looting his house after he returned to the house on Sunday morning. "My wife and I examined our safety box and found it opened. Several branded watches and jewellery were missing," Mr Ng, 56, was quoted by Malaysiakini as saying.Selangor police chief Khalid Abu Bakar came to the defence of the rescuers, citing their lack of training as a reason, according to Malaysiakini. He said the police will conduct a thorough probe into the matter.Meanwhile, Bukit Antarabangsa residents said they have set up a legal team. Mr N Muniandy, chairman of the residents' association, was quoted by AFP as saying: "If we have concrete evidence, then we will go against the authorities concerned. It is not our fault at all. We are the victims."In response, Malaysian Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi said yesterday the government would consider paying compensation to the landslide victims. (TODAYonline)&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;Police To Investigate Victim's Complain Against Rescue TeamSelangor Police Chief Datuk Khalid Abu Bakar said a complaint lodged by a Bukit Antarabangsa landslide victim against the search and rescue operations team would be investigated.The husband of Eng Yee Peng who perished in the landslide at Taman Bukit Mewah, Bukit Antarabangsa here on Saturday (6 Dec), had alleged that the rescue team failed to respond positively when he sought their help to save his wife.Khalid said police had contacted the husband of Eng to come to the Search and Rescue (SAR) centre to assist in the investigation."I was informed of the complaint and police had since contacted the husband yesterday but he had not responded yet, probably because he is still in mourning."However, I can assure that a very detailed investigation will be carried out to identify who the said individual was," he told reporters here Tuesday (9 Dec).A local Chinese daily report claimed that the husband of Eng had sought help from the rescue team but was given a hoe and asked to dig and find his wife on his own.He added that though no police report was made with regard to the incident, police would still carry out an investigation and urged victims to contact the SAR operations centre or the information centre for help and advise."These centre are set up to help victims and they should keep in touch with the centres for the latest information, directive or help. We are also ready to help those who want to return to their damaged houses in search of their valuables," he said."All facilities are in place at these centres and victims should come forward and use them. If there was a problem, they can make a report to us."Meanwhile, search for the missing Sri Lankan maid believed to have been trapped under the rubble when 14 bungalows were fully or partially buried by a landslide that hit Bukit Antarabangsa early Saturday morning, continued Tuesday (9 Dec).Khalid said the SAR Team, using highly sophisticated devices and equipment to detect trapped victims and sniffer-dogs from the Fire and Rescue Department unit have yet to come up with any positive indication."The SAR Team are working very hard and doing everything possible to focus on the house of the victim. They have already digged five-feet into the rubble. There could be a possibility that the victim may have been swept away to another location and we are studying all likely possibilities," he said.The Sri Lankan maid, Lourdes Mary, in her 30s worked for the family of veterinarian Dr N. Yogeswari, who was killed in the tragedy.He added that search and rescue operations carried out by the SAR Team was full-steam ahead Tuesday due to the good weather while the Malaysian Public Works Institute (IKRAM) provided the necessary assistance and advise. (Bernama)&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;'She would be alive if they had helped'&lt;br /&gt;In a frantic attempt to save his wife, a 31-year-old executive was forced to dig through the earth with his bare hands until his fingers bled.He felt a sense of relief when rescue personnel arrived at the scene. But to his horror, they refused to help him, apart from throwing him a spade.The startling accusation was made by the family of Ng Yee Ping, a 30-year-old accountant who perished in the Bukit Antarabangsa landslide tragedy on Saturday.Yee Ping (left), who delivered a son two months ago, is believed to have died of internal injuries due to broken ribs.However, Selangor police chief Khalid Abu Bakar came to the defence of the rescue personnel, citing their lack of training as a reason. Speaking to reporters at the funeral service for Yee Ping yesterday (Monday), her family vented their frustrations claiming that she could still be alive if rescue personnel had acted promptly.Recounting the ordeal, yee Ping's mother-in-law Wong Sai Mooi said she and her husband had escaped through the second-floor window. She then called out for her two sons. "I heard my sons reply, I also heard my grandson crying. I felt relieved but did not know that my daughter-in-law was buried alive."Then I heard my eldest son (Yee Ping's husband) calling his wife, telling her to remain conscious," she was quoted as saying by China Press.At this point, Wong (left) said she knew that her daughter-in-law was trapped, but fearing that there could be another landslide, she told her sons to leave the damaged bungalow.However, yee Ping's husband refused to leave his wife behind, and after handing his newborn son to his brother, he started to dig with his bare hands. His brother later returned to help him.'They treated her like a dead dog'After some time, just as they managed to reach the victim's hand, several rescue personnel passed the area. The brothers asked them for help but were told to wait until more personnel arrived."Later, a few rescue personnel arrived at the scene but they just threw a spade at (my sons) and did nothing," she alleged, claiming that Yee Ping could still be alive if they had assisted."But they didn't (help). (They treated her) like some dead dog or cat. Would they have done the same if one of their family-members was involved?" she asked bitterly.Wong's husband, Ng Yong Shun, 56, also accused the rescue personnel of looting his house and consuming his expensive wine.He claimed that when he returned to the house on Sunday morning, he was shocked to discover several men in uniform lying on his bed, smoking and drinking his wine."One of them had even asked me whether I still wanted these things, if not I should give it to them. Later, my wife and I examined our safety box and found it opened. Several branded watches and jewellery were missing," he said. According to Oriental Daily News, Ng said he lost 80 bottles of expensive wine worth RM160,000 and six watches worth RM180,000.Police chief: 'I don't believe'Commenting on the accusations yesterday, Khalid said he found it hard to believe that rescue personnel would have acted in such a cold-hearted manner."I don't believe that they would sit there and drink alcohol and so on. If there is such a person, could he be seen as a human being?" asked the police chief.Khalid said the police would meet with the family to gather more information and conduct a thorough probe into the matter.On the same note, he explained that some rescue personnel who are untrained are not allowed to conduct certain rescue operations."You don't expect an ambulance driver to save a buried victim. He is not trained, so if we request untrained personnel for help and they refuse, we shouldn't blame them."This is because their lives are in danger too. I think we should respect their decision. To dig and save someone, one has to be trained. For an untrained person, it's a very dangerous task," he said.Is it a carnival?Khalid also expressed disappointment with the media for publishing such accounts without verifying the matter with him."I hope that before you all write your news, you will consult me first, and make sure such things really happened. Is there anything wrong with that?"Please, we are working hard here, and you are making it into a situation where people would have a negative impression of us," he told reporters.Khalid also saw red when quizzed on the 'carnival-like atmosphere' with the abundance of food and other facilities for rescue personnel."What do you think? Does it really look like a carnival? If that is the case, you write (what you want), there's no need to ask for my opinion," he thundered."Is it a carnival or is the rescue team working hard? If you think it's the former, you just write, it seems you have enough intelligence to comment on it," he added. (Malaysiakini)&lt;br /&gt;Comments (21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314879"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by Arubin, December 10, 2008 11:28:01&lt;br /&gt;"This is because their lives are in danger too. I think we should respect their decision. To dig and save someone, one has to be trained. For an untrained person, it's a very dangerous task," he said.If you don't have the courage to risk your life to save another, than why the **** did you sign up to be a rescue personal? That's your freaking JOB for crying out loud. Many of the policemen and firefighters of NYC stayed on site during the Sept 11 attacks despite being told that the buildings were going to collapse. They wanted to help evacuate as many survivors as possible. Many of them died in the course of duty. You're either lazy or you're a damned coward. Take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 6&lt;br /&gt;agree 129&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314881"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by joseph81, December 10, 2008 11:29:13&lt;br /&gt;How come they don't need training to steal ?&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314891"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by Concerned_Citizen, December 10, 2008 11:58:28&lt;br /&gt;Selangor police chief Khalid Abu Bakar came to the defence of the rescuers, citing their lack of training as a reason, according to Malaysiakini. He said the police will conduct a thorough probe into the matter.Sooner or later the incident is forgotten. You expect them to dig down and find out the truth. Until end of the world, you wouldn't know...&lt;br /&gt;"You don't expect an ambulance driver to save a buried victim. He is not trained, so if we request untrained personnel for help and they refuse, we shouldn't blame them.So are you saying that the husband is trained. Anyone can lend a support and helping hand if he wants. BTW, no training is required for digging. If your people need training to do that, that would be extreme pathetic. If you are saying of swimming or diving, then I agree with you but simply digging, pls go home and dig your head out! WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;Madam Wong's husband, Mr Ng Yong Shun, also accused the rescuers of looting his house after he returned to the house on Sunday morning. "My wife and I examined our safety box and found it opened. Several branded watches and jewellery were missing," Mr Ng, 56, was quoted by Malaysiakini as saying.This is a standard practice. You won't get back what you have lost.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe that they would sit there and drink alcohol and so on. If there is such a person, could he be seen as a human being?" asked the police chief.You think they are human? I thought this is the standard things you all do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 1&lt;br /&gt;agree 54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314893"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by RumahPanjai, December 10, 2008 12:01:25&lt;br /&gt;These so called rescuers are there looking for opportunities to make a quick buck. They are not life savers but opportunists and looters. Why bother to turn up when they knew its not safe? Morons!&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 1&lt;br /&gt;agree 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314895"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by ellyna, December 10, 2008 12:07:31&lt;br /&gt;Khalid, Do you think these people have nothing better to do but create such stories about your team of so-called rescuers?? You are right about one thing Khalid. These so-called rescuers are not human beings. They are so driven by greed and they would not bat an eyelid to capitalise from another's misfortune. Imagine drinking wine (so called muslims) and stealing from the victims. May you all ROT in HELL.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314898"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by asiseesit, December 10, 2008 12:09:04&lt;br /&gt;"for an untrained person, it's a very dangerous task,"???????? you mean the victims are more trained than the rescuers themselves that they gave them spades to the victims to dig for themselves? if they are untrained, they are being even more at risk themselves but they can go into collapse buildings and start their looting. "it seems you have enough intelligence to comment on it". is he going to act on it if the intelligence proved accurate? sounded like he is being blatant disregardful of sentiments and concerns raised by the media and victims if it's not in his favour. instead of putting in a proper action plan to clarifies the issues, he is more concern of what the media writes and the publicity he wants to get.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314899"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by mei1, December 10, 2008 12:11:45&lt;br /&gt;It plainly shows that selfishness &amp;amp; avarice are deeply ingrained in their minds.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314901"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by Richard Lo, December 10, 2008 12:14:28&lt;br /&gt;"Khalid said the police would meet with the family to gather more information and conduct a thorough probe into the matter. On the same note, he explained that some rescue personnel who are untrained are not allowed to conduct certain rescue operations. "You don't expect an ambulance driver to save a buried victim. He is not trained, so if we request untrained personnel for help and they refuse, we shouldn't blame them." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Selangor Police Chief Khalid Abu Bakar is really talking crap. If the people who are part of the SAR team are not trained personnel to conduct certain rescue operations why are they there to begin with!!! How many parts are there in a rescue operation? Rescue is an all encompassing task; search and rescue. Please use your brain, if you have any, before you open your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314903"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by mick_err_stan, December 10, 2008 12:15:38&lt;br /&gt;Based on news reporting, I conclude that there is a lack of professionalism and co-ordination in the rescue effort. There is not central command post to co-ordinate the rescue, to supervise, to react purposefully to safe lives. The people in-charged either do not know what to do or waiting to be told what to do. This can only happen when positions of authority are held by people on not what they know, but who they know. Khalid - "On the same note, he explained that some rescue personnel who are untrained are not allowed to conduct certain rescue operations." Digging must be a very complex task......... *&amp;amp;%#@&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314904"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by FFT, December 10, 2008 12:15:43&lt;br /&gt;However, Selangor police chief Khalid Abu Bakar came to the defence of the rescue personnel, citing their lack of training as a reason.You don't need training to offer help digging through rubble. And if you're in a rescue team, one would figure you'd be trained in the first place. Unless these "rescue squads" all consisted of unemployable monkeys from local universities. In any case, this is just the latest in a long series of events proving that the PDRM are the enemy of the people of Malaysia. They are a criminal syndicate who behave above the law. But you can't fault the PDRM totally, because they are nothing but a bunch of lowly-paid monkeys subsisting on peanuts who are following the example of their Tuans in UMNO...especially one Minister who is responsible for vaporizing his sexual scandals using C4.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314906"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by mick_err_stan, December 10, 2008 12:17:37&lt;br /&gt;Typo : There is no..... ...to save lives&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314907"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by boeytahan, December 10, 2008 12:17:41&lt;br /&gt;Police chief Khalid, Have you checked your facts before making statement? Can't you wait for the victim's (NG YEE PING's) family for explanation which a fair minded senior officer would normally do before your crude remarks. This is abuse of power!&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314908"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by Msian Idol3, December 10, 2008 12:28:37&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of legalise thieves in PDRM. I remember a posting where a guy commented that his dad lost almost a lorry load of tiles in the police station - what was left was a few boxes as evidence. The case was like the coppers arrested some guys stealing tiles in a construction site &amp;amp; took the lorry to the PDRM station. Can you imagine the coppers stole the tiles!! Then there are so many cases of drugs missing &amp;amp; then coppers trafficking them. Guess what, only last week we have deputy home minister &amp;amp; IGP dressing crime statistics. Now we have this at Antarabangsa. Something is very, very wrong with our government.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314912"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by teo siew chin, December 10, 2008 12:34:04&lt;br /&gt;Even a dog would have assisted in digging up the injured. Those culprits who refused to help should be named, shamed and stripped off their rescue uniforms. As for those who steal from the dead, dying, injured, victims of trajedy - may lightning strike them down!&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314913"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by hellosunshine, December 10, 2008 12:36:03&lt;br /&gt;What a load of hogwash! If according to Khalid, the rescuers must be trained, then all the rakyat should not stop and help rescue accident victims on the highways, roads or anywhere. If according to him, the rakyat can, however, stop and gawk at the victims and see the victims' lives slowly ebb away right before their eyes. Nobody in their right mind and with a compassionate heart would stand there and do nothing unless they are sub-humans with no conscience.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314927"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by kennyeu, December 10, 2008 13:33:09&lt;br /&gt;First of all I want to stress that this is what the word is on the ground at Bukit Antarabangsa. Being a resident in the area the community itself will speak within themselves and though I do not know whether it is true this is what people have been saying. The death toll in this incident is a cover up. Witnesses have said that the number of bodies being recovered from the landslide wasn't 4 or 5 people... it is much higher. Logically nothing makes sense here. The police and army personnel are still out in force and they make up a significant portion of the workforce assembled at the site. The place is as secure as the American Embassy. Why? It is also illogical how the dead reported were one indian, one malay, one chinese, etc. It is too perfect. If you saw the photographs, some houses were completely obliterated. How is it possible that only one person died in a house that was destroyed within minutes in a freak accident that happened at 4am? One malay, one chinese, one indian just sounds like an UMNO formula to everything and though I do not know whether this speculation that a cover up is in motion is true, I also find it very hard to believe the statistics being released to the public. It is very strange why the government would want to lie to the public but it happens so often it has become difficult to trust any main stream media. Also in the news report the details about the people who died, which sometimes is 4 and sometimes is 5, is very ambiguous. In later reports I think they've completely forgot about the baby which was one of the first casualties reported. I may be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314934"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by Bloodhound, December 10, 2008 13:55:18&lt;br /&gt;"....In a frantic attempt to save his wife, a 31-year-old executive was forced to dig through the earth with his bare hands until his fingers bled. He felt a sense of relief when rescue personnel arrived at the scene. But to his horror, they refused to help him, apart from throwing him a spade. The startling accusation was made by the family of Ng Yee Ping, a 30-year-old accountant who perished in the Bukit Antarabangsa landslide tragedy on Saturday. Yee Ping (left), who delivered a son two months ago, is believed to have died of internal injuries due to broken ribs. However, Selangor police chief Khalid Abu Bakar came to the defence of the rescue personnel, citing their lack of training as a reason......." Khalid Abu Bakar, you are either stupid or an idiot to say that such behaviour by the "rescuers" are due to lack of training!!!! Under what circumstances can rescuers be trained to give assistance to those in need of such dire help? Anyone (let alone official rescuers) when confronted with such circumtances would immediately give full assistance howsoever to help alleviate the circumstances that those unfortunate ones are facing! When a life is at stake, nobody who is human would stand idly by and not help. No amount of training can instil such qualities - so, please do not utter such idiotic remarks!&lt;br /&gt;report abuse&lt;br /&gt;disagree 0&lt;br /&gt;agree 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" rel="nofollow" name="11e3973072a1d3f1_comment-314941"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...written by wannabepatriotic, December 10, 2008 14:10:32&lt;br /&gt;Only in Malaysia we have, 1. Power trippin police wannabe called RELA 2. So called rescue service personal that loots your valuables 3. Stupid police chief that summons lack of training personals in a crisis like this... God forbids a bigger catastrophe. Then what? 4. Moronic damage control statement from the government.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-939271432221752258?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/939271432221752258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=939271432221752258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/939271432221752258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/939271432221752258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/12/malaysian-psyche.html' title='The Malaysian Psyche'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6003677537999100411</id><published>2008-12-09T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:35:04.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>General Knowledge</title><content type='html'>It was the first day of a school in USA and a new Indian student named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said 'Give me Liberty , or give me Death'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up: 'Patrick Henry, 1775' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Very good!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar. 'Abraham Lincoln, 1863' said Chandrasekhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher snapped at the class, 'Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard a loud whisper: 'Fuck the Indians,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Who said that?' she demanded. Chandrasekhar put his hand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'General Custer, 1862.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, a student in the back said, 'I'm gonna puke.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher glares around and asks 'All right! Now, who said that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Chandrasekhar says, 'George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now furious, another student yells, 'Oh yeah? Suck this!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher , 'Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with almost mob hysteria someone said 'You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you.'&lt;br /&gt;Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, ' Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him- 2004.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher fainted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6003677537999100411?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6003677537999100411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6003677537999100411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6003677537999100411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6003677537999100411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/12/general-knowledge.html' title='General Knowledge'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1364968432115233791</id><published>2008-12-03T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:39:08.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>活着让你好好爱我！！！</title><content type='html'>这是一个真实的故事……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天一个男孩送给他的女朋友一台汉显传呼机，温柔的对她说：“我以后再也不怕找不到你了。”女孩调皮的说：“如果我离开这座城市，你就呼不到我了。”男孩得意的摇摇头：“我可是办了漫游的，无论你走到哪里我都会呼到你”          女孩问他的传呼号是什么，男孩说：“这是爱情专线，号码不公开。”从此女孩每天都把它带在身边，一刻也不离开。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在一个 阳光明媚，让人有一份好的不得了的心情的周末，女孩只留了一张字条给父母，坐上汽车奔向邻近的县城游玩，但是没有人知道女孩正走向一场灾难。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩县城玩了一天，拖着沉沉的脚步找到一间带淋浴的小旅馆。一走进房间，女孩迫不及待的走进浴室，想洗去一身的疲惫。当女孩正准备脱衣服的时候，脚下一阵晃动，她急忙扶住一根铁管，心想错觉吗？但是当第二次晃动，女孩知道这不是错觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟随第二次的晃动中还带有急促和沉闷的断裂声，女孩的全身开始颤栗，她知道可怕的地震来了，随着第三第四次的更加猛烈的震动，无边的黑暗和无边的恐惧把女孩紧紧的包裹起来女孩象一只受伤的野兽，拼命的放声号叫，拼命的拍打、撕咬浴室的门板。然而一切都是徒劳，女孩无力的蜷缩在阴凉冷漠的地上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知过了多久，忽然腰间一阵颤动，是呼机。女孩匆匆的摘下它，在黑暗中摸索着按到了键子，即看到了绿色的光芒：“林先生请你七点钟到老地方见面。”读着这句话，女孩的泪水又一次涌出来，滑过嘴角。咸咸涩涩的。想着电话那边的他，女孩又再一次尝试着走出困境，但是是再一次的徒劳与绝望。女孩跌坐在地上，把自己缩成一团，眼睛盯着呼机的屏幕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知过了多久，女孩睡着了，又不知过了多久，呼机再一次在女孩的手中颤动了：“林先生问你在哪里，请速回电话。”女孩再一次的流下眼泪，我想告诉你我在哪里，但是我办不到啊。渐渐的女孩平静了下来，面对无法挽回的死亡，女孩不知道自己还能做什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呼机第三次震动：“去了你家，看到你留下的字条，请火速回家。”女孩的心又开始躁动。呼机第四震动：“我听到广播，知道你那里发生了什么，相信你此时正拿着呼机读我的话，我们很快会见面的。”似乎有一缕曙光在女孩的眼前闪过。女孩期待呼机第五次的震动 ，此时的呼机成了他生命唯一的寄托。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间一分一秒的过去了，呼机象一个疲惫的孩子一样睡着了。终于第五次的震动来了：“我去找你，车不通，想尽各种办法，还是无功而返。我相信你不会出问题的，你是一个聪明又好运的女孩。我等待你的归来！”第六次，第七次。。。。女孩在男孩一次又一次的传呼 中度过了一个又一个恐惧与绝望的时刻，不知不觉已经两天两夜了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;死亡的阴影越来越紧的箍住女孩的全身，仿佛看到自己体内的鲜血和肌肉正被一条黑色的巨蛇一口一口贪婪的吞噬。女孩觉得自己快不行了，连哭泣的力量都没有了，她的思想开始混乱，感觉自己正在往下沉，就在沉到底的时候，呼机第三十八次，也许第四十八次，五十八次震动起来，那震动象磁铁一样，牢牢的吸住了女孩体内残余的所有能量：“我们什么时候结婚？举行哪些仪式？从现在开始我们分别设想一下，日后评出最佳方案。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结婚，婚礼，实在是太诱人了，女孩陷入了遐想之中。海底婚礼，象鱼一样自由自在穿梭在海洋世界；跳伞婚礼，与白云并肩飞在空中……女孩再一次振作起来，是啊，人生那么美好，又有多少美好的人生的等着我呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第六十次，第六十一次。          ……男孩一次又一次的向女孩传呼，一次又一次的给女孩 注入生命的活力；一次又一次的把女孩的生存信念从崩溃的边缘拉回来……         度过了漫长的四个昼夜，女孩获救了。当他看到男孩惨白的脸，火一样的眼睛，一下子明白了世间最为珍贵的就是爱。女孩在担架上轻轻的拉着男孩的手，柔柔的说：“我是你今生的新娘”。                  活着让你好好爱我！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1364968432115233791?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1364968432115233791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1364968432115233791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1364968432115233791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1364968432115233791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='活着让你好好爱我！！！'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4056186233592064419</id><published>2008-11-13T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:03:19.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Birthday 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SRuzJCYEZuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9lS7dyxmBrY/s1600-h/IMG_0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268001156977944290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SRuzJCYEZuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9lS7dyxmBrY/s320/IMG_0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've celebrated my birthday this year with about 60++ of my friends at "Jarrod &amp;amp; Rawlins". Consider a big celebration for me so far. Well, consider sucessful because my guest are all drunk and had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Sharon Seah, my housemate taking care of me. My buddy Brenda Ho for the birthday cake. To all my friends whom attended the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More picture in Facebook &amp;amp; Multiply&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4056186233592064419?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4056186233592064419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4056186233592064419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4056186233592064419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4056186233592064419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-birthday-2008.html' title='My Birthday 2008'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SRuzJCYEZuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9lS7dyxmBrY/s72-c/IMG_0120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8612364805547838618</id><published>2008-11-08T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:53:00.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My New Toy Ipod Touch 36G</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SRVR1_sn0QI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Dtom0-DnnOo/s1600-h/overview-hero20080909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266205327353172226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SRVR1_sn0QI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Dtom0-DnnOo/s320/overview-hero20080909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My colleagues said I'm a gadget women, I think I am. I met back a long old friend since 5 years ago and he told me he didn't know that I'm a gadget women. I have always like high tech hand phone, laptop and stuff. The different from last time and now is just because I can affort now but not last time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess everyone is the same right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8612364805547838618?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8612364805547838618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8612364805547838618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8612364805547838618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8612364805547838618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-toy-ipod-touch-36g.html' title='My New Toy Ipod Touch 36G'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SRVR1_sn0QI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Dtom0-DnnOo/s72-c/overview-hero20080909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4976536791796628839</id><published>2008-10-10T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:32:25.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Benefits Of Drinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SO8vK4S1wbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/urhoznuSjuo/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255471154121261490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SO8vK4S1wbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/urhoznuSjuo/s320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DCSL EXTRA SPECIAL Protects your heart prevents constipation Blocks diarrhea Improves lung capacity Cushions joints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE DIAMOND Combats cancer Controls blood pressure Saves your eyesight Shields against Alzheimer's Slows aging process &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE LABEL Aids digestion Lowers cholesterol Protects your heart Stabilizes blood sugar Guards against liver disease &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE DISTILLED Battles diabetes Lowers cholesterol Helps stops strokes Controls blood pressure Smoothes skin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLD RESERVE Protects your heart Quiets a cough Strengthens bones Controls blood pressure Blocks diarrhea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RITZ Prevents constipation Helps hemorrhoids Lowers cholesterol Combats cancer Stabilizes blood sugar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICHORT Controls blood pressure Combats cancer Strengthens bones Protects your heart Aids weight loss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANNEPIER Combats cancer Protects your heart Stabilizes blood sugar Boosts memory Prevents constipation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRANKLIN Strengthens bones Saves eyesight Combats cancer Protects your heart Controls blood pressure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VSO Combats cancer Prevents constipation Promotes weight loss Protects your heart Helps hemorrhoids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GALLERY Saves eyesight Controls blood pressure Lowers cholesterol Combats cancer Supports immune system &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED RUM Saves eyesight Protects your heart Prevents constipation Combats cancer Promotes weight loss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARK RUM Protects against Prostate Cancer Combats Breast Cancer Strengthens bones Banishes bruises Guards against heart disease &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANSEN Protects your heart Combats Cancer Ends insomnia Slows aging process Shields against Alzheimer's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK WHITE Promotes weight loss Protects your heart Lowers cholesterol Combats Cancer Controls blood pressure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED LABEL Aids digestion Soothes sore throat Clears sinuses Combats Cancer Boosts immune system &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK LABEL Promotes weight loss Helps stops strokes Lowers cholesterol Combats Cancer Controls blood pressure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLD LABEL Protects your heart Boosts memory Protects your heart Combats Cancer Supports immune system &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIVAS REGAL Aids digestion Battles diabetes Protects your heart Improves mental health Boosts immune system &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRANTS Lowers cholesterol Controls blood pressure Combats cancer kills bacteria Fights fungus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN LABEL Protects against heart attacks Promotes Weight loss Helps stops strokes Combats Prostate Cancer Lowers cholesterol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMUS MARTIN saves eyesight Conquers kidney stones Combats cancer Enhances blood flow Protects your heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&amp;amp;A Combats cancer Protects your heart Helps stops strokes Promotes Weight loss Kills bacteria &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPOLEON Heals wounds Aids digestion Guards against ulcers Increases energy Fights allergies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENDIS Combats cancer Protects your heart Controls blood pressure Smoothes skin Stops scurvy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMON GIN Combats cancer Protects your heart Controls blood pressure Smoothes skin Stops scurvy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE GIN Combats cancer Boosts memory Regulates thyroid aids digestion Shields against Alzheimer's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE GIN Controls blood pressure Lowers cholesterol Kills bacteria Combats cancer Strengthens bones &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRY GIN Lowers cholesterol Combats cancer Battles diabetes prevents constipation Smoothes skin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASIC RUM Protects your heart Promotes Weight loss Combats cancer Battles diabetes Smoothes skin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VODKA Reduce risk of heart attack Combats cancer Kills bacteria Lowers cholesterol Fights fungus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMIRNOFF Supports immune systems Combats cancer Protects your heart Straightens respiration &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GALETINE prevents constipation Combats cancer Helps stops strokes aids digestion Helps hemorrhoids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLD COIN Protects against heart disease Promotes Weight loss Combats Prostate Cancer Lowers cholesterol Aggravates diverticulitis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACARDI Strengthens bones Relieves colds Aids digestion Dissolves warts Blocks diarrhea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE RUM Slows aging process prevents constipation boosts memory Lowers cholesterol Protects against heart disease &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILICITY ARACK Protects your heart Battles diabetes Conquers kidney stones Combats cancer Help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4976536791796628839?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4976536791796628839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4976536791796628839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4976536791796628839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4976536791796628839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/10/benefits-of-drinking.html' title='Benefits Of Drinking'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SO8vK4S1wbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/urhoznuSjuo/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4624046077177450131</id><published>2008-09-21T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:40:18.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>平复的心情</title><content type='html'>有看过我的BLOG的朋友，都知道我喜欢把事情和心情写下来。通常我是用英语写下来的，但是这一次我选择用华语。我的英语不算很好，但是身为独中毕业生的我，突然觉得用华语来写真的有点困难。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢的人不会看华语，所以我就用英语写，很多人大概都是这样的吧。我喜欢的人都不可能再在一起，用什么语文写也一样吧，反正让他看了也不会改变事实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开上一次我写的BLOG，到现在其实蛮多事情发生，心情起伏也蛮大。通常我一想要写，就会不停地的写出来。但是这个时候，我居然有点不知道该如何写起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有一位很要好的朋友，不常见面，但是一相约就会谈上好几个小时。他是个很会把事情用很幽默的方式讲述给你听，再把你的问题用很幽默的方式反问回你，然后我就大声的笑了起来，也佩服的五体投地。有好几次真的有这种冲动想把他所说的都录起来，然后慢慢把它写在我的BLOG里面，因为真的都很精彩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他真的是一位很棒的朋友，基本上他很关心我的去向和将来的发展，每次见面一开口：“怎么样？上次见面以后，你告诉我的事情有什么改变了吗？后来又有什么新的事情发生了呢。”当我滔滔不绝的说着，他就安静的听着，然后给我很多一针见血的问题，例子和经验。然而他重来就没有说过我到底是对是错，他只要我听完他说的，回家好好想想，我觉得应该如何就如何。然而他的事情呢？都是很开心的家庭事和有趣经验事。当然我想他如果真的有任何问题，我也帮不了。比起他，我的问题更本都不是问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后的一次见面，他告诉我，现在的你，回想起以前年轻时候的你当时所面对的问题，伤心或困难，还是有一样的看法吗？还是有着一样的负担吗？我回答他不一样了，那已经成为我人生一部分的回忆与经验。他说就是这样，这都是每一个人都须要经历的人生，不一样的喜怒哀乐。他要我知道，当我活到五十岁，回想起现在我所面对的痛苦与困难，都会笑叹人生。所以我应该把握时间和生命，接受会发生的事情，放下已经成为事实的过去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他告诉我一件很好笑的事情。他有个三岁和五岁的儿子，特别是五岁的，古怪又聪明。有一天他和他太太各自开车约在一个地方和孩子们吃晚餐，然后打赌晚餐后，出招试探大儿子究竟会跟谁的车子回家。太太开得是普通国产车，而他开得是漂亮的大型轿车。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸爸问：“儿子，你要跟爸爸呢？还是妈妈？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;儿子为了不要得罪妈妈，就拉住爸爸的衣服，一边走，一边说：“你说什么？我都听不到，上车再说吧。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后爸爸立刻说：“好啊，今天爸爸开妈妈的车。来，上车吧。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他儿子当然没有因为突如其来的转变而慌张起来，反而还理所应当的说：“爸爸，你就不应该让妈妈开你的车，自己的车得自己开啊！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这真的笑死我了。你觉得呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有点累了，下次继续好了。好好努力吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4624046077177450131?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4624046077177450131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4624046077177450131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4624046077177450131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4624046077177450131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='平复的心情'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4696348792480409873</id><published>2008-08-18T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:53:20.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>16th August 2008 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SKkcTfUHZvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/d-P5ulddu90/s1600-h/changkatmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235747162943874802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SKkcTfUHZvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/d-P5ulddu90/s320/changkatmap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a week in touch with the lawyer (Wong). Finally we meet up at Deli Mont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kiara&lt;/span&gt; after my appointment with my client.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before Wong's arrival, I took a little time to think and perhaps I am trying to convince myself that everything is going to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm still quite clear about how I felt that time when I signed the agreement. It was finally something in this life time belong to both person and you are going to work it out. I was quite excited and looking forward for the rest of my life with my love one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I am still in the zone, I saw Wong walking towards me. I though I will not be calm because I am all alone. It was 2 person before but I am all alone now. Just a short opening from Wong that break the ice and also break my mind from the zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is nice person so I don't think I have to show him my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;moodiness&lt;/span&gt;. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;explain&lt;/span&gt; carefully about the agreement before I sign and ask if I have any question. To be honest, my mind was blank and my heart feeling blank too. Question? Yes, when will be done after signing all the documents? Wong replied in few months time, as for my part is only 3 weeks time. I only need the S &amp;amp; P, the rest will be out of my business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember we took sometime seriously look in to something that we want, with excitement and joy we commited. And now is just so easy to make an end to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have decide it, I will take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4696348792480409873?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4696348792480409873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4696348792480409873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4696348792480409873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4696348792480409873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/16th-august-2008-saturday.html' title='16th August 2008 (Saturday)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SKkcTfUHZvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/d-P5ulddu90/s72-c/changkatmap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1007640524634457043</id><published>2008-08-04T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:04:16.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Lipstick Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbhxv4yOFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-f254jpWDtY/s1600-h/lipstickjungle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230616262021888082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbhxv4yOFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-f254jpWDtY/s320/lipstickjungle1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbhXwLDR1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/K6vFxk43tB8/s1600-h/key_art_lipstick_jungle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230615815421904722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbhXwLDR1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/K6vFxk43tB8/s320/key_art_lipstick_jungle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230616144939192578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbhq7uGEQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/h8uVpcEa_7Y/s320/LipstickJungle3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am watching this too! Favarito..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lipstick Jungle, another hit novel by Sex and the City author Candace Bushnell, is headed for the small screen. While Sex and the City followed the exploits of four single women looking for love in New York, Lipstick Jungle tracks three powerful career women who are willing to do almost anything for success in the business world: Wendy Healy (Brooke Shields), president of Parador Pictures, Victory Ford (Lindsay Price), a high profile fashion designer, and Nico Reilly (Kim Raver), editor-in-chief of a hot selling fashion magazine named Bonfire Magazine.The series is produced by Universal Media Studios. The series has been picked up for a second season.&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/8565855376094296618-1007640524634457043?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1007640524634457043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1007640524634457043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1007640524634457043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1007640524634457043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/lipstick-jungle.html' title='Lipstick Jungle'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbhxv4yOFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-f254jpWDtY/s72-c/lipstickjungle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5570128169654993235</id><published>2008-08-04T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:53:19.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Samantha Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbfN0b3HZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ZNY7fm39JEE/s1600-h/SamanthaWho_S1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230613445744205202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbfN0b3HZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ZNY7fm39JEE/s320/SamanthaWho_S1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230613541519454322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbfTZOdcHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KHnfH94QYbI/s320/samantha-who-cast-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kinda like this too!!! Is really funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Samantha "Sam" Newly is a corporate executive and hit-and-run victim who awakens after being in a coma for eight days, only to find she has amnesia. With no memories of the past, she must rediscover everything about her life and herself by looking for clues from her past. Sam discovers that she wasn't a very nice person to most people and she is determined to change that. She also discovers that she cheated on her boyfriend Todd (played by Barry Watson) with a married man. Sam even learns that her "accident" was no accident at all, but a failed attempt at someone trying to kill her, but who? Slowly but surely little parts of her start to emerge to the delight of some and to the shock of others. Will she change or will she act like she did before her amnesia? The people that Sam has to rely on aren't all what they appear to be. Sam leans on her parents after she awakens, but has no idea that she hasn't spoken to them in over two years. Sam thinks that Dena is her best friend, but Andrea, her real best friend, lets in be known that Sam and Dena haven't even spoken to each other since the seventh grade. Andrea on the other hand is hiding a lot of Sam's wild past from her, which could be disastrous. And then there is Frank, the door man at Todd's apartment. Up until the accident, Sam had never spoken a word to him, but one days ends up saying hi to him and is shocked to learn how observant he is.Production companies are ABC Studios &amp;amp; Brillstein-Grey Television.The show was originally called Sam I Am, but changed to Samantha Be Good because of copyrights issues with Dr. Seuss's estate and his legendary children's book Green Eggs and Ham. It was later changed to Samantha Who?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5570128169654993235?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5570128169654993235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5570128169654993235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5570128169654993235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5570128169654993235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/samantha-who.html' title='Samantha Who?'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbfN0b3HZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ZNY7fm39JEE/s72-c/SamanthaWho_S1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4787520118458752901</id><published>2008-08-04T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:11:53.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Cashmere Mafia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbTMhDIa5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/spDJo1b4-4Q/s1600-h/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230600229220805522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbTMhDIa5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/spDJo1b4-4Q/s320/main.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, I've been watching alot of series movie. And this is one of my very favorite one.. Too bad they stopped production and we got to wait don't know till when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230600385888123794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbTVorh-5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/R61z1EuNeV8/s320/normal_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230600812189160818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbTucxnlXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jHkAPw2wgSk/s320/normal_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juliet Draper, Caitlin Dowd, Zoe Burden, Mia Mason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Four ambitious, sexy women who have been best friends since business school, Mia, Zoe, Juliet and Caitlin, try to have it all. They aren't just powerful and intelligent as singular executive sensations in a man's world; they've bonded into a formidable unit  a female "boys' club" -- to support and counsel each other through good times and bad. How better to climb up the corporate ladder than with your buddies at your side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Set in glamorous New York City, where titans of media, finance, advertising and publishing reside, these driven women, who daily share their relatable and relevant problems dealing with both the boardroom and bedroom, combine their smarts, wit and humor to deal with personal and professional misfortunes and stunning triumphs. Whether it's coping with rocky marriages, fending off scheming colleagues or just trying to find themselves in the midst of chaotic lives, these compelling women use their valuable friendship to keep centered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever since Mia Mason (Lucy Liu) was a young girl, all she ever wanted to do was win. Now as a sexy, competitive woman in the publishing field, that drive to be first has intensified, even pitting her against her fiancé for a key position. What price will she have to pay to stay on top of the mountain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zoe Burden (Frances O'Connor), an investment banker with a handsome, loving, work-at-home architect husband, Eric (Julian Ovenden), and two small children, seems to be the prototype for the woman who has it all. The couple face their 24-7 waltz of balancing full-time work and the challenge of being good parents with good humor, but the wheels may be coming off the cart, forcing Zoe to re-evaluate her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For Juliet Draper (Miranda Otto), the Chief Operating Officer of a major hotel chain, appearances come first -- no matter what's going on behind closed doors. And she will have to work overtime to keep up the façade of a perfect life with her philandering husband, Davis (Peter Hermann), and her rebellious 14-year-old daughter. Juliet decides on a unique method of payback for Davis' indiscretions and simultaneously, in a bold move, must decide to drop her public image to step out in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caitlin Dowd (Bonnie Somerville) is a top marketing executive for a cosmetics firm. Like the other women, she is excelling professionally, but she's still discovering who she is personally and sexually. She's worked hard to get ahead, but still counts on her street smarts to keep her there, while her sense of humor and a sweet wackiness makes her all the more attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Cashmere Mafia" stars Lucy Liu ("Ally McBeal," "Charlie's Angels") as Mia, Frances O'Connor ("A.I.  Artificial Intelligence," "Mansfield Park") as Zoe, Miranda Otto ("Lord of the Rings" trilogy, "The Starter Wife") as Juliet, Bonnie Somerville ("NYPD Blue," "Kitchen Confidential") as Caitlin, Peter Hermann ("Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU," "United 93") as Davis and Julian Ovenden ("Related," "Butley" on Broadway) as Eric.&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/8565855376094296618-4787520118458752901?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4787520118458752901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4787520118458752901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4787520118458752901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4787520118458752901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/cashmere-mafia.html' title='Cashmere Mafia'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbTMhDIa5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/spDJo1b4-4Q/s72-c/main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3569692011278422068</id><published>2008-08-04T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:10:55.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Changes I've Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbHmRPToRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EMGw2FKk6AM/s1600-h/n709737582_755242_2727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230587477513969938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbHmRPToRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EMGw2FKk6AM/s320/n709737582_755242_2727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again, it has been a while from my last blog. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been going through my life with fears and hesitations in the pass few months. I remember I was once like that when I’m 21 years old. Times goes by, will times really heal me this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. Well, this time I really try to make things better for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car and it supposed to make me happy but then I just can’t really feel the joy. The only thing I am happy for was I got a 4 doors saloon car which is so much convenience compare to my old car Proton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Satria&lt;/span&gt;. Oh yeah, also the boot space is much better, I can throw all my shoes and bags in. Maybe I’m not a car person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rush to buy a house so I got it at last. It was a real excited thing in my life so far doing this myself. Not really me alone, thanks to my dearest buddy Brenda who has been supporting me and be by my side for everything no matter good or bad. Yes, I was so much depending on someone before but I have to go through all by myself from there on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; also move out from my parent’s place and staying with my housemate Sharon. Right, it has been 2 months staying with her at the new place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Subang&lt;/span&gt;. I can’t sleep well at first, and starts learn and share the house work with Sharon. Sharon is good, she tough me a lot. Trust that, she is nice and well caring person. Most of the time, I don’t really need to worry about a lot of things. I am sure when my house is ready, I’ll miss her companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I request to be transfer to BMW division for a better opportunity to sell more cars. Is it going to be a better opportunity? Well, after I have transferred to BMW division. I am so lucky that I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; easily sold 4 units (X5, 325i convertible, 325i, 730Li) in 2 months time. When I said easily, is really easy because I don’t even need to explain much about the car when I sold and when I delivered. At least this gave me a braver heart to keep on going when the market is so bad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past few months, I have completely made a big changes and going to carry more commitments. Was I worried? Yes I am. I’m going to get my house soon in October where I will be started to pay the installment. Now I need more money for the renovation, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are bad. We all know. If you intend to get a new car, the interest rate has gone up to at least 3.4% depend how much loan and how long period is your installment. I can see there is no walk in customer to the showroom or inquiry from the phone call at all. Sigh. I still have to try selling. Petrol affects a lot too! Lucky for the housing loan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BLR&lt;/span&gt; still at 6.75% but from the people said it might be going up next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside all this, I am still going out. I had a great night last Saturday at The Mont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kiara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Solaries&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Goddezz&lt;/span&gt;) for Denise hen’s night celebration. God bless her for her marriage. This coming weekend will be her wedding, so I’m going to have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; move on huh? I’m not sure but I will still try all my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3569692011278422068?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3569692011278422068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3569692011278422068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3569692011278422068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3569692011278422068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/08/changes-ive-made.html' title='The Changes I&apos;ve Made'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/SJbHmRPToRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EMGw2FKk6AM/s72-c/n709737582_755242_2727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8875372442611213911</id><published>2008-05-02T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:03:57.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Mental Treatment</title><content type='html'>I have not write anything or post any photo such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've been up to? Nothing really. My emotions like a roller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coaster&lt;/span&gt; earlier went up high (expecting) and low (hopeless). And it going slow until it break down now (totally hopeless). It has been many years, never feeling like how I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person is disturb with problem especially love, I believe it was the worse thing in life. They are silly and think of nothing else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8875372442611213911?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8875372442611213911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8875372442611213911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8875372442611213911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8875372442611213911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/05/mental-treatment.html' title='Mental Treatment'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-4406956710102909415</id><published>2008-02-25T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:25:51.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Dato &amp; Datin Advise - Never Think If You Can Give, You Will Get More In Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R8InDA5jtXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2zcHnS_K4fY/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170738254909257074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R8InDA5jtXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2zcHnS_K4fY/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my dearest cousin sister.. She got me a VVIP Jay Chow concert ticket to go with her yesterday. I'm was excited and yeah the concert is fantastic... Jay Chow is a real damn talented man.. It was my 2nd time I watched his concert. I remember the 1st time was a guy who going after me, got me a VVIP ticket and brought me along. Times fly, he was married already and i did attended his wedding (",)&lt;br /&gt;Today, sunday. I woke up early in the morning and went to meet up a customer who had booked a car from me to collect payments and documents. We had a long chat.&lt;br /&gt;He is a Dato Haji, retired. I met him and his wife at their house. The car is going register under Datin's name, so i get her to sign on some registration forms. After got all the paper signed, Dato smile and asked Datin: "Do you know what forms are you signing? It could be some loan agreement." We all laugh. Dato continue :"It could be an agreement saying that you agree to let me marry another 4 wife, that would be great.. Hehe" We laugh and I can see Datin was laughing and looking at her husband so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;They have many cars, about 8 units. After getting MINI from me, they are still waiting for their Audi TT to arrive in the March which they have booked since last year October. From there, Dato Haji told me he was aiming for other car as well like CLS merc or the Boster s. Datin told me, they have another house is in PJ. They going to renovate the place and the architect told her after have renovated their house, they can at least have 6 more parking for their cars. Datin smile and told me, she asked the architect not to tell Dato about it because Dato will itchy buying more cars.&lt;br /&gt;We move on, and talk about religion. Dato told me, the money he earn and spend is not his money. Is all given by god. He is spending money on behalf of god. They never stingy treated the peoples who work for them or helping them because they believe what you give you will get more than what you expected in return. He told me, Dato Lim Kok Tong was his good friends. Dato Lim once told him before he die :" Friend, I only can eat 1 plate Char keuy teow. I can't eat 2 plate." That's why he does many charity to help people.. Dato continue and said :" When i die, my body bring along nothing but only i piece of white cloth wrapping up and bury. So I will use the money on behalf of god to help people who needed and never stingy. By doing that, god know and will give you more in return. Datin was smiling and telling me some of their real experiences of good thing happened to them.&lt;br /&gt;I never ask about their children because I didn't see any of them since the 1st visit. Later Datin mentioned they have a daughter, is 22 years old and just got back from Australia. When i ask where is she? Dato said she was up stair studying, he said his daughter was big size and looks fair like a chinese. They adopted her when she was 3 months old. She is mix malay and chinese. Yeah, they told her about that and she is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Dato start joking again and said :" When my daughter walking with me, people ask why is your daughter have so fair skin. I answer because the mother is Chinese. When she is out with her mother, people ask the same question. Datin will answer the same thing, the father was a chinese or korean. Hahaha. When they see us together, they got confuse."&lt;br /&gt;I also told them about some bad customer who had treated me bad. Dato said to me :" Girl you are too kind. If you know you did nothing wrong, stand up and tell them face to face. Even if you have to loss your job because of that, don't worry we can take care of you until you find another job." I'm was syok for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are comfortable with me and trusted me. That's why we had so many things to talk about. Trust me, they are wealthy, humble and kind.. And from this long chat, I learn alot from them..&lt;br /&gt;After leaving from their house, I went to do prayer to the 4 face buddha. I wish for the same thing and hope it will finally turn good to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-4406956710102909415?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4406956710102909415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=4406956710102909415' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4406956710102909415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/4406956710102909415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/dato-datin-advise-never-think-if-you.html' title='Dato &amp; Datin Advise - Never Think If You Can Give, You Will Get More In Return'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R8InDA5jtXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2zcHnS_K4fY/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8725623530981169111</id><published>2008-02-13T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:31:38.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Is This Our Destiny?</title><content type='html'>You know saying goodbye to the one you love is never easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many time sss I have tried but I just couldn't stop it. I saw something last night and again my heart broken in to many many pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I let go? I asked myself many many time. Or I have to wait until it happen so only I can let go? Or maybe still I will hang on there? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not confuse, I know what I want. Again, I am in so much pain again.. There is never ending unless miracle happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find a way to stop myself from everything but it doesn't mean I let go and move on. In my heart, I will never let go or move on but in reality I gotta stop everything. Don't try to stop me from being what I am now my dearest friend. I just want to have fun, many many fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8725623530981169111?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8725623530981169111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8725623530981169111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8725623530981169111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8725623530981169111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-this-our-destiny.html' title='Is This Our Destiny?'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1721399612030135222</id><published>2008-02-13T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:30:54.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>How is your new year so far? (9th Feb 08)</title><content type='html'>Hey mates, how is your Chinese new year so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am still the same Old Lilian. After the last blog I wrote until now, there is so many things happened that I don't know how to put it in words anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been partying since the Chinese new year eve drunk till drop. Tonight, I suppose to meet a guy that I've asked him out party again but I cancelled it because the last minute I decided to go for a movie with someone. Bad though but that's me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I'm home now and drinking my fine wisky with water and writing a blog here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to Bamboo 9 and party with friends. Was having fun and a sudden someone turn up infront of me. Yeah.. He is the guy I met one month plus ago at the same place we are at. He was alone and yes I said hi and turn away. He notice that and just hang around me. I can't be that cruel so I spoke to him on and off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights turn on and the club is closing up. Man I'm was pretty high so he said he will walk me to my car. Ok, I'm fine with that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, he will wanna say something.. He just stop me from walking away and say whatever he needs to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. Whatever he said, I can't say a word at all. All I can say is SORRY. Finally he broke down and I can't believe that.. All I can do is just hold him and say I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a good man, is not fair for him. That's all I can told him. He said he willing to give in time.. But how much time will it takes? I though I know the answer earlier but it was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I got a little tipsy now.. To be continue soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1721399612030135222?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1721399612030135222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1721399612030135222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1721399612030135222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1721399612030135222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-is-your-new-year-so-far-9th-feb-08.html' title='How is your new year so far? (9th Feb 08)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6775628503554874410</id><published>2008-02-13T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:29:56.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry I'm Selfish (4th Feb 08)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I swear I've tried my best But I just Can't Help Stopping it NOW..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I am selfish But that Is something you Can't control.. Because It is so true from the Heart.. The feeling just won't go AWAY and is growing Stronger and stronger..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can WE pass this test??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6775628503554874410?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6775628503554874410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6775628503554874410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6775628503554874410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6775628503554874410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sorry-im-selfish-4th-feb-08.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry I&apos;m Selfish (4th Feb 08)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-7810431280893730097</id><published>2008-02-13T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:29:11.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>God Is Testing Me (2nd Feb 08)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I can't believe what had happened.. I though it will only happen in the movie world but is happening now.. Because I ruin it and cause the mistake. I'm so stupid, is all my fault. Is the biggest regrat in my life and I'm sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is million thing in my mind but i just don't know how to put it in words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for god to ask for help. But this time they can't help me anymore, they are putting a test on me and I don't know if I can pass the test.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sure that is no body fault but is all because of me. I've hurt them, someone i know and someone that I don't know. No body fault and is entire my fault.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't become how I am today if I'm good last time. I am such a bad person, such a jerk. I know everything is beyong my control now no matter how I want to help. I just can't help anymore.. I'm sorry that i can't help but I know keeping silent is the best way to help, perhaps. Oh.. I'm sucks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By love.. This I want to say to you.. But is only say to you.. This time, I'm equally feel the way you feel. I truly do..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didnt treat you quite as good as I should&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I didnt love you quite as often as I could&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little things I shouldve said and done, I never took the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were always on my mind You were always on my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I didnt hold you all those lonely, lonely times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I guess I never told you, Im so happy that youre mine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I made you feel second best, Im so sorry, I was blind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were always on my mind You were always on my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasnt died&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Satisfied Little things I shouldve said and done, I never took the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were always on my mind You were always on my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasnt died&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were always on my mind You were always on my mind You were always on my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were always on my mind You were always on my mind You were always on my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I didnt treat you quite as good as I should&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I didnt love you quite as often as I could&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I didnt hold you all those lonely, lonely times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I guess I never told you, Im so happy that youre mine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-7810431280893730097?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7810431280893730097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=7810431280893730097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7810431280893730097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/7810431280893730097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/god-is-testing-me-2nd-feb-08.html' title='God Is Testing Me (2nd Feb 08)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8612048398076571036</id><published>2008-02-13T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:26:40.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry (1st Feb 08)</title><content type='html'>The things I've done and the things I'm doing... I'm sorry I can't anymore.. It wasn't me at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling huge pain inside of me, the pain is really hurt. I don't know why my tears can't stop and I'm still crying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it god testing me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8612048398076571036?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8612048398076571036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8612048398076571036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8612048398076571036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8612048398076571036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sorry-1st-feb-08.html' title='I&apos;m sorry (1st Feb 08)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3007568714432732712</id><published>2008-01-31T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:13:13.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>MCDonald's Prosperity Beef Burger Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Showroom duty and was thinking what to eat for lunch. Looking at the Mcdonald's menu. Sigh.. Again??? But that is the only delivery to the showroom. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. My favorite prosperity beef burger last day on the menu. Today is the last day that you can order and they going to stop from tomorrow till the next time again.. Ok, I'll order that (",) Going to miss it again.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went home very early. Took a rest and start the cleaning of my room. Gosh.. I wonder why I kept so many boxes especially hand phone boxes, camera boxes, computer boxes, gift boxes and etc..&lt;br /&gt;While checking out stuff that wanted to throw away and cleaning up the ash, I saw a blue plastic pouch I kept from 2 years ago that the trip to Club Med. Inside have some receipts, 2 blue hand band and a photo. Slowly, there is so many other things reminds me back of many things. Oh, it wasn't good. Yeah still I can't stop the cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;Woow, I got three big plastic bag of rubbish. Then my phone rang, an old buddy calling and ask me out for a drink near my house. Oh god thank god, he must be sent by god to rescue me from emotion attack. I stop the cleaning and drove out gladly. I need a breath..&lt;br /&gt;Today is McDonald's Prosperity Burger last day, today used to be a special day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3007568714432732712?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3007568714432732712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3007568714432732712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3007568714432732712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3007568714432732712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/mcdonalds-prosperity-beef-burger-last.html' title='MCDonald&apos;s Prosperity Beef Burger Last Day'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2727857903810746558</id><published>2008-01-31T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:30:10.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamia Officially Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ZFDuJo_sy78' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ZFDuJo_sy78'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't no body do it like you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2727857903810746558?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2727857903810746558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2727857903810746558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2727857903810746558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2727857903810746558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/tamia-officially-missing-you.html' title='Tamia Officially Missing You'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1842176450470154888</id><published>2008-01-31T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:08:22.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[KTV] 梁靜茹 - 會呼吸的痛</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/CCk7Yw4lEQY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/CCk7Yw4lEQY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the song, completely told my feeling while I travelled to Bangkok alone last year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1842176450470154888?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1842176450470154888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1842176450470154888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1842176450470154888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1842176450470154888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/ktv.html' title='[KTV] 梁靜茹 - 會呼吸的痛'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-8185382429219632361</id><published>2008-01-29T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:14:31.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inger Marie Gundersen - I don`t wanna talk about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/jRiUZJZr2uI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/jRiUZJZr2uI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can tell by your eyes that youve probbly been cryin forever,&lt;br /&gt;And the stars in the sky dont mean nothin to you, theyre a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here just a little bit longer,&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here, wont you listen to my heart, whoa, heart? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the color of my heart;&lt;br /&gt;Blue for the tears, black for the nights fears.&lt;br /&gt;The star in the sky dont mean nothin to you, theyre a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here just a little bit longer,&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here, wont you listen to my heart, whoa, heart? &lt;br /&gt;I dont want to talk about it, how you broke this ol heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here just a little bit longer,&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here, wont you listen to my heart, whoa, heart? &lt;br /&gt;My heart, whoa, heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-8185382429219632361?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8185382429219632361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=8185382429219632361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8185382429219632361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/8185382429219632361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/inger-marie-gundersen-i-dont-wanna-talk.html' title='Inger Marie Gundersen - I don`t wanna talk about it'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2544461463615479991</id><published>2008-01-29T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:59:28.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>New Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R54JzP8M1CI/AAAAAAAAAOw/H6Rqpy6XNMI/s1600-h/DSC00010+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160572999070176290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R54JzP8M1CI/AAAAAAAAAOw/H6Rqpy6XNMI/s320/DSC00010+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Days passing by so fast but yet I feel so slow. Chinese new year is around the corner. I have not done any cleaning to my own room (Is mess with stuff), my car (my another room full with magazines, shoes, bags, etc even luggage) and still no motivation (I have not been selling any cars since november 2007).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday again.. Monday is blue. Again I don't feel like doing anything so I left the office and went to the saloon in Damansara Perdana. Thinking of dye my hair. My hair color is sucks.. since a long time and my hair has grown so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair stylist Max said to me: why not cut it short? You always keep long hair and it has been many years, why not make some change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I've been always thinking of cutting it short but I didn't dare to do it.. Oh yeah.. why not now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discuss a little with Max and talked to some friends.. I'm was worrying if i will look good with it. Suddenly a though in my mind. Maybe is good to cut away my long hair and maybe I will feel different and refresh again. Maybe will bring away my sadness and bring me happiness again. So I told Max please go a head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kept my long hair for many many years. When Max start his 1st cut on my hair, suddenly i felt sad and sorry for not keeping them anymore. I took a very long brief again and again when Max keep on his cutting, I told myself be brave to accept a new look and everything will be fine, new and a good start. Then I felt glad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tooks me 5 hours sitting in the saloon by doing the cut and dye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't you think I look fine? That is important but I'm glad I am brave enough, I feel proud of myself and hope I will be brave to stand up for my future again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2544461463615479991?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2544461463615479991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2544461463615479991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2544461463615479991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2544461463615479991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-hair-cut.html' title='New Hair Cut'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R54JzP8M1CI/AAAAAAAAAOw/H6Rqpy6XNMI/s72-c/DSC00010+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2018870825781072646</id><published>2008-01-26T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:16:50.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再見悲哀 MV (Goodbye Sadness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/UQ5C0GdvgUU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/UQ5C0GdvgUU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A song by Sandy Lam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My encouragement and I know it is not easy though.. To endeavor a better... one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊再見悲哀因我不再計較任何結果&lt;br /&gt;什麼都可以坦蕩未在乎誰是錯&lt;br /&gt;我兩眼合上失去什麼　是與非也掠過&lt;br /&gt;別固執到問一切為何&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再見傷感因我不易被淚流留住我&lt;br /&gt;什麼的境界都愛自自然地渡過&lt;br /&gt;去到最尾就如與物忘我　回復身心最初&lt;br /&gt;面對心鏡內一片平和&lt;br /&gt;鳥聲瞬間閃過　(這麼最好不過)＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了心　只有心　可以解心鎖&lt;br /&gt;煩惱多　因我要得多&lt;br /&gt;微似砂　輕似煙　怎會有風波&lt;br /&gt;有惆悵　跌入了恆河&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情路太彎　過就過　當是個經過&lt;br /&gt;感動的愛　當做一次砌磋&lt;br /&gt;沿途上遇上什麼　都欣賞過&lt;br /&gt;投入時便快樂一起過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻也好　癡也好　因你記得多&lt;br /&gt;忘記的　比你記的多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懷念最好　我便會　繼續愛惜我&lt;br /&gt;花瓣飄過　美在不顧結果&lt;br /&gt;人存活在世就似沙粒飛過&lt;br /&gt;誰又曾為了誰褒貶過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這麼最好不過　全是一種經過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2018870825781072646?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2018870825781072646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2018870825781072646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2018870825781072646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2018870825781072646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/mv-goodbye-sadness_26.html' title='再見悲哀 MV (Goodbye Sadness)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-1504634405022159397</id><published>2008-01-26T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:59:02.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why'/><title type='text'>Many Many Good One To Come, Bad Bad One Please Go! (23rd January 2008)</title><content type='html'>Last weekend in the Saturday Morning, I received a message from a number that I can't recognize (My phone lost and I've lost all my contact). The message were : My dad has passed away this morning peacefully. A name came in to my mind then I called my friend to confirm the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, I got the message too. Was her." My friend said. Oh my god, didn't expect it so fast.&lt;br /&gt;I know this couple of friend who are husband and wife. Just a month ago, husband's father had passed away due to lung cancer (3 weeks). It was just happened right after their baby girl full moon dinner. After a month, wife's father passed away due to kidney cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember I attended their both side wedding dinner, post dinner and the baby full moon dinner. Both father was sporting and nice, we drank together and have so much fun. Gosh, I'm sad for them and the mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest condolence..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-1504634405022159397?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1504634405022159397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=1504634405022159397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1504634405022159397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/1504634405022159397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/many-many-good-one-to-come-bad-bad-one.html' title='Many Many Good One To Come, Bad Bad One Please Go! (23rd January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-979152736830440062</id><published>2008-01-26T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:57:09.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laptop'/><title type='text'>Apple - Macbook Air (19th January 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rZrP8M1BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ycYAtIpxQwQ/s1600-h/mainimage_btm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159675660142957586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rZrP8M1BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ycYAtIpxQwQ/s320/mainimage_btm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh My God!! Take a look!!! I wante it! I want it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macbookair/guidedtour/?cid=CDM-US-Mac-C0004850-Prospect1&amp;amp;Email_PageName=MacBookAir-6239g&amp;amp;Email_OID=186741&amp;amp;cp=Prospect1&amp;amp;sr=em"&gt;http://www.apple.com/macbookair/guidedtour/?cid=CDM-US-Mac-C0004850-Prospect1&amp;amp;Email_PageName=MacBookAir-6239g&amp;amp;Email_OID=186741&amp;amp;cp=Prospect1&amp;amp;sr=em&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/8565855376094296618-979152736830440062?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/979152736830440062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=979152736830440062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/979152736830440062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/979152736830440062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/apple-macbook-air-19th-january-2008.html' title='Apple - Macbook Air (19th January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rZrP8M1BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ycYAtIpxQwQ/s72-c/mainimage_btm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6633691349010386552</id><published>2008-01-26T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:54:07.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why'/><title type='text'>济公 The Buddha (28th January 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rZBP8M1AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Dh3vQ721bfQ/s1600-h/125X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159674938588451842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rZBP8M1AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Dh3vQ721bfQ/s320/125X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to this Jai Gong (济公) Temple at Pandan Indah last night. It was my second time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously when a person go to this kind of fortune teller is asking for help. I am there asking for help. Give me strenght, give me guide for my life as I've lost, give me hints on something that I've waiting for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This master is very fun to talk with. We have beer and food while the conversation running.. He really can drink ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.. I'm sick now.. Drank too much with the master last night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6633691349010386552?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6633691349010386552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6633691349010386552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6633691349010386552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6633691349010386552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/buddha-28th-january-2008.html' title='济公 The Buddha (28th January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rZBP8M1AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Dh3vQ721bfQ/s72-c/125X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-3532242632547070580</id><published>2008-01-26T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:49:57.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Congratulation On Leon &amp; Bobo's Marriage (16th January 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rX0f8M0_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Wdt_dUp91dg/s1600-h/P1050814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159673620033491954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rX0f8M0_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Wdt_dUp91dg/s320/P1050814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today is Leon and Bobo registration. They finally tide the knock. Didn't get to attend their registration at "Tin Hou Gong"...&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;with LOVE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-3532242632547070580?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3532242632547070580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=3532242632547070580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3532242632547070580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/3532242632547070580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/congratulation-on-leon-bobos-marriage.html' title='Congratulation On Leon &amp; Bobo&apos;s Marriage (16th January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rX0f8M0_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Wdt_dUp91dg/s72-c/P1050814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-6882734470128115780</id><published>2008-01-26T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:43:17.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Women UNITED (16th January 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rWDf8M0-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T9xETH_l1LQ/s1600-h/Picture%2520014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159671678708274146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rWDf8M0-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T9xETH_l1LQ/s320/Picture%2520014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues keep signing many many order but I am not.. Where is my motivation??? I don't know... I'm getting frustrated with myself..&lt;br /&gt;Last night was at The Red bar @ Damansara Height having wine with Sam Koon (M), Sam Eng (F), Fion (F). Later San (F) arrived, she's Sam Eng's friend. *M = male, F = Female.&lt;br /&gt;We had a good chat on MEN, probably everyone is just emotions. Sam eng did mentioned who is San and said she finally met me. I'm was okay.. why? San saw my pictures on the internet. So?? Then San told me she just broke up with her boy friend and her boy friend was one of the GANG..&lt;br /&gt;The GANG?? Yeah, the GANG that went to the wedding on the 5th of January 2008. Later she told me alot of other things beside the wedding.. Gosh.. It become an emotional consultation drinking session among us..&lt;br /&gt;Sam eng suddenly raise up her voice and said : What a WOMEN United tonight.. The gang of us - Sam Eng, San, Lilian.&lt;br /&gt;Oh... I don't quite like the meaning of the Women United she mentioned though.. Suddenly I think of what to do on my tattoo.. Gosh... What a miserable life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-6882734470128115780?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/6882734470128115780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=6882734470128115780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6882734470128115780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/6882734470128115780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/women-united.html' title='Women UNITED (16th January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rWDf8M0-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/T9xETH_l1LQ/s72-c/Picture%2520014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-2128300277322128676</id><published>2008-01-26T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:44:45.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why'/><title type='text'>Bad Luck (15th January 2008)</title><content type='html'>THis morning was in the Traffice Jam on the Sg Besi High Way.. Suddenly someone knocked my car at the back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look back.. is a very old van and a young man driving it. I stopped immediately along the road side, and come down from the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came down and look at my car and about to say something but i stopped him and asked :- Why did you knock me? (I'm kinda angry actually)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied :- I didn't get to brake on time.. sorry..&lt;br /&gt;So how? It wasn't that bad looking at my bumper but still I want him to repair and check properly for me.... Was in a rush to work and I got his number..&lt;br /&gt;AIks.... Bad luck though.. Don't you think so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-2128300277322128676?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/2128300277322128676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=2128300277322128676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2128300277322128676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/2128300277322128676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-luck-15th-january-2008.html' title='Bad Luck (15th January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565855376094296618.post-5260283723915805970</id><published>2008-01-26T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:33:53.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Postpone Again My Appointment with Borneo Ink (14th January 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rUJ_8M09I/AAAAAAAAAOI/DgByrP_NrDM/s1600-h/Picture%2520032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159669591354168274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rUJ_8M09I/AAAAAAAAAOI/DgByrP_NrDM/s320/Picture%2520032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have missed my appointment on last sunday at 1130am. Though it was the same time with Steven.. Sigh... Have to rebook again and they only have time on the 2nd March 2008. Sigh Sigh Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so hunger for it!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bravo to Steven!! He finally got his on the arm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565855376094296618-5260283723915805970?l=llhoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5260283723915805970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8565855376094296618&amp;postID=5260283723915805970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5260283723915805970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565855376094296618/posts/default/5260283723915805970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://llhoh.blogspot.com/2008/01/postpone-again-my-appointment-with.html' title='Postpone Again My Appointment with Borneo Ink (14th January 2008)'/><author><name>Grouchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02755581460091709931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/TMO-Y98H_uI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Znbl5peqIv0/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_951Mc5NqJ44/R5rUJ_8M09I/AAAAAAAAAOI/DgByrP_NrDM/s72-c/Picture%2520032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
