<?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-9217314378821617994</id><updated>2012-01-19T21:23:21.213-08:00</updated><category term='Travelling'/><category term='My friends'/><category term='Me myself'/><category term='Kuching'/><category term='Occasion'/><category term='Discovery'/><title type='text'>Hiong Taufu</title><subtitle type='html'>A Food Like No Others</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link 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Stay In Love&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying inside cause I can't stand it&lt;br /&gt;Make up break up can't take this madness&lt;br /&gt;We don't even really know why all I know is baby I&lt;br /&gt;Try and try so hard to keep our love alive&lt;br /&gt;If you dont' know me at this point then I highly doubt you ever will&lt;br /&gt;I really need you to give me that unconditional love I used to feel&lt;br /&gt;It's a mistake if we just erase it&lt;br /&gt;From our hearts and minds I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said let it go but I kept on hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;Inside I know it's over you're really gone&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me cause there ain't nothing that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And I keep on telling myself that you'll come back around&lt;br /&gt;And I try to front like 'Oh well' each time you let me down&lt;br /&gt;See I can't get over you now, no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cuts so deep it hurts down to my soul&lt;br /&gt;My friends tell me I ain't the same no more&lt;br /&gt;We still need each other&lt;br /&gt;When we stumble and fall how &lt;br /&gt;we gon' act like what we had&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothing at all now&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what I wanna do is ride shotgun next to you&lt;br /&gt;With the top down like we used to&lt;br /&gt;Hit the block proud in the SU&lt;br /&gt;We both know our heart is breakin'&lt;br /&gt;Can we learn from our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I can't last one moment alone, although I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said let go but I kept on hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;Inside I know it's over you're really gone&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me cause there ain't nothing that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And I keep on telling myself that you'll come back around&lt;br /&gt;And I try to front like "Oh well" each time you let me down&lt;br /&gt;See I can't get over you now no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said let go but I kept on hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;Inside I know it's over you're really gone&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me cause there ain't nothing that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And I keep on telling myself that you'll come back around&lt;br /&gt;And I try to front like "Oh well" each time you let me down&lt;br /&gt;See I can't get over you now no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said let go but I kept on hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;Inside I know it's over you're really gone&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me cause there ain't nothing that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And I keep on telling myself that you'll come back around&lt;br /&gt;And I try to front like "Oh well" each time you let me down&lt;br /&gt;See I can't get over you now no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby, I stay in love with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-4153657237790917048?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/4153657237790917048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=4153657237790917048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4153657237790917048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4153657237790917048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-stay-in-love-with-you.html' title='I Stay In Love With You'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-6387183137661815017</id><published>2008-05-16T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:14:47.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How stupid am I....</title><content type='html'>How stupid am I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I could be strong&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I could forget you&lt;br /&gt;Everything of you...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I could just wipe you off in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Not even a single strain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT is all wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I remember every single word you said,&lt;br /&gt;Be it sweet or cruel,&lt;br /&gt;It touches me and it hurts me too,&lt;br /&gt;Why have you changed?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I too innocent,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you are the one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is all you want? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me how much freedom you want!!&lt;br /&gt;"Taking up the place in your heart"&lt;br /&gt;HUH~ It sounds so fake to me now.&lt;br /&gt;You say the words but you swallow back the words,&lt;br /&gt;How could you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got relationship or no relationship is okay for you"&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous! ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;You even cannot differentiate what is a partner and relationship,&lt;br /&gt;If only you could just realize, how much I care for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you tried, but you DIDN'T...&lt;br /&gt;I can forgive you, but why must you said such cruel words,&lt;br /&gt;Is like putting salt in my wound,&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding until my love for you slowly drain off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you blame others,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you left me alone,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare at me coldly,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you deny,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you say you love me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just let your heart out?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you let me stand by you?&lt;br /&gt;I always tell you to let me hear what your heart says,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you always hide it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends around me said how could I fall for you,&lt;br /&gt;Is this love or Stupidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid am I...........that I still could not forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being part of my life........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-6387183137661815017?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/6387183137661815017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=6387183137661815017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/6387183137661815017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/6387183137661815017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-stupid-am-i.html' title='How stupid am I....'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-4859806888243020515</id><published>2007-04-13T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:18.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuching'/><title type='text'>Another failure of VMY07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH7yNgL3bI/AAAAAAAAAOg/020HWgOwMQc/s1600-h/dinotrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH7yNgL3bI/AAAAAAAAAOg/020HWgOwMQc/s320/dinotrack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053597096923094450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DinoTrek advertisement can be seen all over Kuching, banners are everywhere, newspapers have reported how interesting it is. So, it caught my attention to visit this dinosaur exhibition, organized by Petronas. Hmmm...... I never put high hope on this visit because being in Malaysia for so long, I know how Malaysian people work. On the other side, how interesting can it be when they held it in such a small place like Dewan Tun Abdul Razak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH8GdgL3cI/AAAAAAAAAOo/x16icS3krwM/s1600-h/IMG_0620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH8GdgL3cI/AAAAAAAAAOo/x16icS3krwM/s320/IMG_0620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053597444815445442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Without my surprise, I got irritated when I first reached there. The queue was long. Thinking that it might be so "interesting" that it attracted so many people. But when I walked closer, WHAT?? we actually need to buy ticket??? S**t. They didn't even mention in newspapers or ads? Charging one adult for RM5 and kids for RM3. The entrance fees seem quite okay to me however......the exhibition does not meet my expectation at all. Some more, we have to line up for so long because there is only one person selling tickets at the counter??? I didn't realize that Petronas or the parties involved are so lack of manpower? I got more frustrated when they announced that the entry is according to the time slots. I reached there at 10am ad the time slots I get was 1.30pm!!!! They never mention at all about all these in the ads. Guess what?? it really turned some tourists off from visiting the exhibition.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH8eNgL3dI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eZsBkEEF5pU/s1600-h/IMG_0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH8eNgL3dI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eZsBkEEF5pU/s320/IMG_0636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053597852837338578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how it looked when I first entered. Games for kids??**Cheh** I can only think of one word--"LAME". The activities or the games are not creative or innovative, and the ways they present is just so dull, lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH869gL3eI/AAAAAAAAAO4/s1PcOymC7m8/s1600-h/IMG_0635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH869gL3eI/AAAAAAAAAO4/s1PcOymC7m8/s320/IMG_0635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053598346758577634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me show you how big the exhibition is......this is actually a quarter of the exhibition. Can you imagine how small it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH9MtgL3fI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3-L1rFz9ubo/s1600-h/IMG_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH9MtgL3fI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3-L1rFz9ubo/s320/IMG_0626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053598651701255666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht5BdgL3TI/AAAAAAAAANE/R9hDUxPFXtM/s1600-h/IMG_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht5BdgL3TI/AAAAAAAAANE/R9hDUxPFXtM/s320/IMG_0626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051764473032596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooowhh......Look, how cute the dinosaur is...*Sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH9eNgL3gI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OBmNu_mgqWA/s1600-h/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH9eNgL3gI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OBmNu_mgqWA/s320/IMG_0637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053598952348966402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht6PdgL3UI/AAAAAAAAANM/bQaeiePhIbE/s1600-h/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht6PdgL3UI/AAAAAAAAANM/bQaeiePhIbE/s320/IMG_0637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051765813062393154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The exhibition is so "nice" that I can spend less than 10 minutes to actually finish walking one round. Anyone who intends to go or those who has been to the exhibition, please tell me what is so MYSTERY? MAGIC? &amp; SCIENCE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH9y9gL3hI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/G2FOjDq7tsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH9y9gL3hI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/G2FOjDq7tsQ/s320/IMG_0634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053599308831251986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht62dgL3VI/AAAAAAAAANU/kciZBWeIV9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht62dgL3VI/AAAAAAAAANU/kciZBWeIV9Q/s320/IMG_0634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051766483077291346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can be the Mystery &amp;amp; Magic--the TAUFUSAURUS!!!!~Roar~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-4859806888243020515?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/4859806888243020515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=4859806888243020515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4859806888243020515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4859806888243020515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-failure-of-vmy07.html' title='Another failure of VMY07'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RiH7yNgL3bI/AAAAAAAAAOg/020HWgOwMQc/s72-c/dinotrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-7090785850145471284</id><published>2007-04-10T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:19.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hooooohoooo, 3rd of April is my dogs' birthday. **Hahaha**. Let see how we celebrate their one year old birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht_hdgL3XI/AAAAAAAAANk/yk4bpGMWMUY/s1600-h/IMG_0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht_hdgL3XI/AAAAAAAAANk/yk4bpGMWMUY/s320/IMG_0613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051771619858177394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First, we boiled the water to cook the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mee sua. &lt;/span&gt;Then we mixed it with soy sauce, onion oil, chili sauce &amp; tomato sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht_4NgL3YI/AAAAAAAAANs/uGqUStHJkWM/s1600-h/IMG_0616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht_4NgL3YI/AAAAAAAAANs/uGqUStHJkWM/s320/IMG_0616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051772010700201346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Secondly, the feast commenced. Yummy..yummy...My dogs love it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhuAztgL3ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hAJiwECaeoo/s1600-h/IMG_0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhuAztgL3ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/hAJiwECaeoo/s320/IMG_0614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051773032902417810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also boiled 8 eggs. 2 for mummy dog and the rest for the 3 doggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhuB4dgL3aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/KkYw5Ux8ywc/s1600-h/IMG_0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhuB4dgL3aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/KkYw5Ux8ywc/s320/IMG_0618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051774214018424226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hehe, I eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mee sua&lt;/span&gt; sin, paiseh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-7090785850145471284?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/7090785850145471284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=7090785850145471284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/7090785850145471284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/7090785850145471284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rht_hdgL3XI/AAAAAAAAANk/yk4bpGMWMUY/s72-c/IMG_0613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-8432505180448737092</id><published>2007-04-08T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:19.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me myself'/><title type='text'>Taufu = Guang Liang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever wonder who do you look like other than your parents or your siblings??? One thing for sure, my face does not look like a TAUFU okie!! Which celebrity do I look alike?? Brad Pitt?**Cough** I believe I am more handsome than him..... (HAHAHA). Here are few celebrities who are so proud to have the look of me.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/8_1/wh6747_7834527e6f9164otavot47" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="430" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhntysWW1OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HGGMB1VYH2E/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhntysWW1OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HGGMB1VYH2E/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051329912226895074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you think I still look like Guang Liang???&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/9217314378821617994-8432505180448737092?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/8432505180448737092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=8432505180448737092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/8432505180448737092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/8432505180448737092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/04/taufu-guang-liang.html' title='Taufu = Guang Liang'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RhntysWW1OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HGGMB1VYH2E/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-1314894378224799573</id><published>2007-03-24T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:20.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>"Cannes Film Festival"</title><content type='html'>It is an announcement of results yesterday in my "beloved" college. I am not going say much in this blog. Let the pictures speak on behalf of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures before the ceremony starts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUk0qL3mWI/AAAAAAAAALA/lX0TQwWXAxM/s1600-h/IMG_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUk0qL3mWI/AAAAAAAAALA/lX0TQwWXAxM/s320/IMG_0486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045479444634376546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The camwhorin' WOMAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUkTqL3mVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OjYT-Zs2Fv0/s1600-h/IMG_0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUkTqL3mVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OjYT-Zs2Fv0/s320/IMG_0490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045478877698693458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mind the Gap President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUlHKL3mXI/AAAAAAAAALI/RRogaz9Od-c/s1600-h/IMG_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUlHKL3mXI/AAAAAAAAALI/RRogaz9Od-c/s320/IMG_0494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045479762461956466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The MAFIA gang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUl86L3mYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/R3SJqwOOqW8/s1600-h/IMG_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUl86L3mYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/R3SJqwOOqW8/s320/IMG_0495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045480685879925122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG, the porn stars **hahaha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not to mention, yesterday is also my movie premier in one of the most renowned TV channel. It is actually a 1.2 billion production, hoping to shock the audience of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgXHSKL3mcI/AAAAAAAAALw/V2soVdI683I/s1600-h/IMG_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgXHSKL3mcI/AAAAAAAAALw/V2soVdI683I/s320/IMG_0485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045658072324217282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If u missed the premier, just buy the DVD from my site..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUrN6L3mZI/AAAAAAAAALY/XGaXDzB_9kM/s1600-h/IMG_0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUrN6L3mZI/AAAAAAAAALY/XGaXDzB_9kM/s320/IMG_0510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045486475495840146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So touching, my first film has recognized worldwide*SOB*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUr5KL3maI/AAAAAAAAALg/Q7nSZnT7UYA/s1600-h/IMG_0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUr5KL3maI/AAAAAAAAALg/Q7nSZnT7UYA/s320/IMG_0511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045487218525182370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My "FANS" were too excited till they cry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgXCGqL3mbI/AAAAAAAAALo/FzUAZ3DFQ-g/s1600-h/IMG_0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgXCGqL3mbI/AAAAAAAAALo/FzUAZ3DFQ-g/s320/IMG_0529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045652377197582770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the middle is my bodyguard, called Penang PaiKia. and to the right is her daughter**Wuhahaha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgXMIaL3mdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/yHjdA7aDzsY/s1600-h/P3240119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgXMIaL3mdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/yHjdA7aDzsY/s320/P3240119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045663402378631634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"THANK YOU"  so much, Lintun for turning me into smelly taufu. I will sure one day make you a smelly Mafia as well. WATCH YOUR BACK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I have graduated and hopefully next year i will come out a better production. Let me tell you a secret, I am now working on a MV call "Smack That Queen" but there is some legal problems. Hopefully I am able to get the copyright and got nominated in MTV awards next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-1314894378224799573?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/1314894378224799573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=1314894378224799573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1314894378224799573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1314894378224799573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/03/cannes-film-festival.html' title='&quot;Cannes Film Festival&quot;'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RgUk0qL3mWI/AAAAAAAAALA/lX0TQwWXAxM/s72-c/IMG_0486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-2593004527670052036</id><published>2007-03-16T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:05:20.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreplaceable Stress......</title><content type='html'>Final Exam is kinda stress to all my friends around me. When i sign in my msn messenger, I can see all sorts of personal message. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(1) FINALS FINALS FINALS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(2) Angels by our side..please guide us through-out the exam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(3) 5 more days to go!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(4) Counting down, 10 subjects more!!! final final final!!! AJA AJA huaiting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(5) BTH Final Exam candidates, may GOD bless all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(6) stress and nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(7) stress mode: on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(8) - -DUnno Can PASs Or nOt LeH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is like a mission impossible for me to write all becoz it going to use up my whole page just to do the listing. Well, as for lecturers....this is the time where they will be so free like living in heaven as they do not have to do any teaching besides invigilating.....And one of the personal message is " Bored!!!!! (42%!!!!) " . For your info, he is waiting for the movie to finish download.**Sweat** (To whoever lecturer concerned, if u do read my blog pls pls don't minus my marks...no offend, okie???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately I am a bit crazy bout Beyonce, so this is wat i found. Enjoy the video....I believe it can release my friends' stress and also cure the boredom of all my lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/juhLvLX0Mfw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/juhLvLX0Mfw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way girls, these 2 guys are damn rich, so you might consider to go after them. **LOL**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-2593004527670052036?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/2593004527670052036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=2593004527670052036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/2593004527670052036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/2593004527670052036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/03/irreplaceable-stress.html' title='Irreplaceable Stress......'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-8705647694259365723</id><published>2007-02-23T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:22.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Red Bom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Back to hometown was a wonderful week. My cousin's wedding in addition to the celebration of Chinese New Year  have made the week such a memorable one. Being the last one among my friends who arrived in kuching, I am even more excited looking forward to this year Chinese New Year. I am extremely happy because this year kuching people are standing out to commit more illegal acts.**LOL** Fireworks have increased more compared to the previous years. This is the only moment where so many Malaysians break the law at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;object center="" align="" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yvbLivrqt9U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yvbLivrqt9U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"How wonderful.... A place like no others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rushing back to the town of pineapple, Sarikei on the second day of CNY early in the morning at 5.30am was fun. My cousin's wedding took place on the third day of CNY. It is considered rare to see such a traditional wedding in these days. It's sure give me a great experience to witness the whole process. Having a traditional Foochow wedding is not easy, lots of, lots of, lots of preparation have to be done......Looking at my aunt, I knew she has not slept for few days just to prepare the wedding for her daughter, on the day itself, even my mother and other aunts have to wake up 3 am to help out my cousin's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud to be Foochow though I am not really a pure blood Foochow. This is how we start the day, eating longevity noodles and sumptuous chicken soup at 7 in the morning at my cousin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7eV22nAxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NI8-bNzunpE/s1600-h/IMG_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7eV22nAxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NI8-bNzunpE/s320/IMG_0282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034705900529976082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yummy, yummy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More relatives filling up the spaces  of the house. Kepoh cousin like me **Hehehe** will definitely looking here and there, see how the tradition goes. I am confused and at times not knowing the meaning behind the tradition. Trust me, it is really very traditional until my grandmother can't even remember or understand some of it. Like the one picture below, what exactly it means?? I guess perhaps having the right shoes to wear meaning that you have married to the right person?? or you will have more shoes to wear after wedding??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7kAm2nAyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zV8XGpCCG6A/s1600-h/IMG_0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7kAm2nAyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zV8XGpCCG6A/s320/IMG_0289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034712132527522594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Cinderella??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Later on, the mother and aunts will help to put tonnes of  gold on my cousin. Hmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7mGW2nAzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r2eXoFr0aFE/s1600-h/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7mGW2nAzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/r2eXoFr0aFE/s320/IMG_0298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034714430335025970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;SEE!! How valuable my cousin is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realize a weirdo who turn out to be the cameraman or videoman or whatever man larh. Look at his hair...OMG,  so colourful and he does not look professional at all. I got a shock. He is my cousin which is just few months younger than me. **Wuahaha** We are very close with each other when we were still young last time *Cough* *Cough* I mean we are still young now, I mean when we were still little kids. *Sweat*&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7n322nA0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2UuEudx63fk/s1600-h/IMG_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7n322nA0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2UuEudx63fk/s320/IMG_0334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034716380250178370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here comes the most thrilling part, the obstacles before the groom can meet the bride. This is a history breaking record because usually there are more than 5 persons in sisterhood to come out the obstacles. but this time, there were only 2 persons who is my sister and the other cousin. Amazing right?? 2 against so many guys. **Jiang Jiang Jiang........** The first obstacles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLoDgriQH4Q"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLoDgriQH4Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Oooo.....How sweet?? (Forget about the tunes or pitching, This is not Malaysian Idols)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second obstacles was proposed to my cousin because he never proposed before. Thirdly, he has to eat 8 eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7uuW2nA1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/XINe_iI4oxE/s1600-h/IMG_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7uuW2nA1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/XINe_iI4oxE/s320/IMG_0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034723913622815570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Touching....Even me feel like crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time for my cousin to leave, her brother has to walk around the car 3 times with the red fan, holding the red cloth on the car and moving in &amp; out for 3 times as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7wgW2nA2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/SNhRcC-xu7A/s1600-h/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7wgW2nA2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/SNhRcC-xu7A/s320/IMG_0337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034725872127902562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't ask me. I have no idea what it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later at afternoon, it's wedding 'lunch' (Weird isn't it??) No choice, they have another wedding dinner at Sibu (groom side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7y5W2nA3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/HiY6uXd1dlI/s1600-h/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7y5W2nA3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/HiY6uXd1dlI/s320/IMG_0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034728500647887730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Since you been gone (Sin Chew Jit Poh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Out of nowhere, a poor fellow claiming herself as a journalist from the local newspaper " Since You Been Gone" appeared  during the lunch. She asked us to pay her money so that she can advertised the event in the newspaper. **OMG** I didn't know they are so poor until the stage coming to people's wedding looking for source of income??? Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd72GG2nA4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/r9SZkGMfGAA/s1600-h/IMG_0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd72GG2nA4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/r9SZkGMfGAA/s320/IMG_0350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034732018226103170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Force by the crowd. I am straight, okie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really like the atmosphere of traditional wedding unlike some other bloggers or people. It might look complicated and consider unnecessary but it is our origin. Sometimes it is good especially for people like us, the so-called modern people to go through such experience. You will find lots of fun in it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd74AG2nA5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i3ulmO6CPdQ/s1600-h/IMG_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd74AG2nA5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i3ulmO6CPdQ/s320/IMG_0381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034734114170143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;百年好合 (Happy forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/9217314378821617994-8705647694259365723?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/8705647694259365723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=8705647694259365723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/8705647694259365723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/8705647694259365723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/02/red-bom.html' title='Red Bom'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rd7eV22nAxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NI8-bNzunpE/s72-c/IMG_0282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-1284538691311085605</id><published>2007-02-16T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:23.027-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me myself'/><title type='text'>New Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Two days from Chinese New Year. I am so eager to get my hair cut because my hair is growing tremendously fast as it is fertilized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Hoping to get back to the &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-fertilized-hair.html"&gt;Plus One Unisex&lt;/a&gt; saloon to get my hair done, but my friend and her StarWars sisters were unable to go due to a "war" going on. Since I went to do some shopping with 2 shop-for-shoes-only  friends, namely kam zing and elaine. I wonder how many pair of feet they have?? Are they Octopus women??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXgAiQPNaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/katuJPtBJKY/s1600-h/36755768411365l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXgAiQPNaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/katuJPtBJKY/s320/36755768411365l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032174458455930274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They like crying too....**LOL**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I saw many saloon in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Money River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;, and it makes me a bit headache. Some hairstylists like lala, others like gangster. I came across this saloon and it attracts my attention because of not only there were lots of people in it but as well as their design too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXgfCQPNbI/AAAAAAAAAII/g6VgNpw8NMg/s1600-h/IMG_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXgfCQPNbI/AAAAAAAAAII/g6VgNpw8NMg/s320/IMG_0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032174982441940402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Simple &amp; Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People usually will go for professional hairstylist but I chose senior hairstylist . First is to see whether their SiFu good in teaching or not, secondly **Evil Smile** to test their abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXhrCQPNcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7nc9RnjtvPs/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXhrCQPNcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7nc9RnjtvPs/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032176288111998402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This is my hairstylist ...call Ah Yee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She is a nice lady no doubt. We have a great talk and she is a bit hilarious. She also found out that I am not local people from the way I speak Cantonese. She thought I was from Taiwan at first. **hahaha** Do I look like Taiwanese? Less than half an hour, my hair is done. Hmmmm.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXjOSQPNdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/YyHdf5wzKOc/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXjOSQPNdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/YyHdf5wzKOc/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032177993214014930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Does it looks nice??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be frank, I am not really impressed with my new hairstyle compared to the saloon at Rawang. Nothing new, I would say beside it looks shorter and some of friends didn't even notice that I cut my hair. **A bit disappointed**Ah Yee, you still can improve de and smoke less, ok?? Anyway, it's going to be my new hairstyle for the coming Chinese New Year. **YeeHaa** Excited, because I am going back to my hometown, KUCHING!! &amp; there is going to be a special occasion. So, I will be away from The Golden Gates for 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/9217314378821617994-1284538691311085605?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/1284538691311085605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=1284538691311085605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1284538691311085605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1284538691311085605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-hair-cut.html' title='New Hair Cut'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdXgAiQPNaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/katuJPtBJKY/s72-c/36755768411365l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-130387460351016788</id><published>2007-02-13T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:23.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Valentine's Day. A day where all the dating girls looking forward but it might be the other way round for some guys and bachelors. Where the hack is Valentine coming from? Lots of ppl only know Valentine is just a day for couples to celebrate. Just to let everyone, Valentine's day is actually said to be originated in Rome. A cruel emperor of Rome, Claudius cancelled all the marriages and engagements so that men can join his military. This was the time where a Christian priest, Valentine came to defend and he was out into jail till he died on 14 February which is the day where all the people celebrate Valentine's Day. If you would like to know more, just &lt;a href="http://www.history.com/minisites/valentine/viewPage?pageId=882"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet day?? or a revenge day?? Some people are cruel, they choose valentine to revenge and make the other partner feels really sad. Some couples are undeniably truly appreciate and love each other. **Sigh** When people are in different situation, they see things from different point of view. Bachelor like me is a bit quite sad of course. My friend told me that it has been a very 2 sad decades of life that we--the bachelors have gone through. It is not only us . There are also some girls who remain single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is that our fault?? I have no idea. Looking all my friends, be it straight, lesbians or gays, they are happy and I am happy also looking they all though I am single. Wishing them the best. I believe faith all the time and years go by, I am still waiting for somebody else to understand and be with me. Where's my cupid?? **Hmmm.......**I guess they are just too many crimes nowadays.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKehCQPNVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JizbmuOoGHQ/s1600-h/cupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKehCQPNVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JizbmuOoGHQ/s320/cupid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031258024104113490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG!!! Is that my cupid???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**SIGH** Do we have to be so pathetic?? **LOL** I believe we don't have to. We can choose not to. Humans are always complicated and it is not girls only but guys too. We don't have to be the "roses on the street".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKgmiQPNWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/T2ebSXFnEj8/s1600-h/roses_on_the_street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKgmiQPNWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/T2ebSXFnEj8/s320/roses_on_the_street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031260317616649570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Single people like us are not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sat bai. &lt;/span&gt;It is just not our day or year perhaps, I would say.  A twinge of sadness  is inevitable but if we hold on together, everything would be fine. If not, try to find a professional cupid, I was thinking of him too...If he helps, i will tell you all **Wuahaha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKnLSQPNYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lpiW5FqWapc/s1600-h/kids-silver-angel-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKnLSQPNYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lpiW5FqWapc/s320/kids-silver-angel-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031267546046608770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cupid Bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to a campaign about love yesterday, is about violence against women.One part of the exhibition is how to embrace women. In my mind, if you as women would like guys to embrace you, first of all carry yourself well. Embracing each other is always better than embracing one. Couples...I have some comments to all of you. If you hope that the other one of yours is the one you hope to share your life with, and wish he or she is the one you can build your home with. Do cherish and appreciate them. If both of of you are made for each other, there's no reason for you to create unnecessary chaos  in  the relationships. Don't always bring out the issue of last time, and don't be too materialistic in a relationships. Girls don't always ask for gifts or worse....like gucci, chanel, prada. Sometimes sacrificing a bit will lead your both relationship to a better stage. Never run away from each other when they need you the most.  Trust me, because of all these, two of you will be much more happier. This is what I think lack the most in nowadays girl and boy relationship. Sometimes, I realize lesbians or gays can handle their relationships better than the straights. No offend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay okay...a bit loso here. **Sentimental** Happy valentine to my friends. If you need consultation just give a call or chat with me. I am available 24 hours at your service. Free of charge during valentine and CNY period.&lt;br /&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/9217314378821617994-130387460351016788?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/130387460351016788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=130387460351016788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/130387460351016788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/130387460351016788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RdKehCQPNVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JizbmuOoGHQ/s72-c/cupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-4672610381674306894</id><published>2007-02-01T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:24.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><title type='text'>Night Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Whenever there is night market or pasar malam, the place would definitely going to be very happening at night. There are just so many people squeezing here and there. In other words, is like another Sungei Wang but is the open air type lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcISBJ325JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lfsJpLXkZ8E/s1600-h/IMG_00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcISBJ325JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lfsJpLXkZ8E/s320/IMG_00151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026599945138267282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I have first went to a restaurant called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheng Kei, &lt;/span&gt;my friends and I ordered the restaurant specialty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIUgJ325KI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TmjzC3iodS4/s1600-h/IMG_00121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIUgJ325KI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TmjzC3iodS4/s320/IMG_00121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026602676737467554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curry Fish Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After having the feast, we went for a walk around. Many stalls selling Chinese New year decorations were set up and the crowd was really immense. Looking through all sorts of decors, I realize this special angpao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIZh5325MI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iTiHwOjQavo/s1600-h/IMG_00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIZh5325MI/AAAAAAAAAGA/iTiHwOjQavo/s320/IMG_00141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026608204360377538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIYDp325LI/AAAAAAAAAF4/xHC1lyS3nPo/s1600-h/IMG_00131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIYDp325LI/AAAAAAAAAF4/xHC1lyS3nPo/s320/IMG_00131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026606585157706930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you don't.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The pasar malam is joined by the Rocket team also. They are really so hardworking. Standing at the corner and exclaiming their vision &amp; mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIdxMXgefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OXxGkkjeWQA/s1600-h/IMG_00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIdxMXgefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OXxGkkjeWQA/s320/IMG_00171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026612865069513202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fly rocket, fly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I was really upset because I didn't get to see my idol performing  in the pasar malam. Perhaps, she is having sore throat.  Let me tell you...she is the most amazing  salesperson in the pasar malam I ever see. She will really get your attention right away you pass her stall. Too bad, I can't show you all, but if there's a chance I will show you all next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Later on, one of friends talked about anklet, the conversation was something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pink   :Do you know bout ank   let story??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Lala   :What story? I dunno boh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pink   :Last time I bought one ank   let at this pasar malam,         then when I wear to school, my   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;lecturer ask me the ank   let, then blah blah, (more ank   let)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Taufu: **Thinking** "What is ank   let? Is it an leg or ant's leg??????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Lala   : **Thinking ** "???????????" What is ank let arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pink   :Wear on the leg lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Lala   : ANKLET ah!!!! You pronounce as AN.....KLET not ANK....LET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pink  : **SWEAT**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Lala &amp;: Hahahahahaha.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Taufu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIhNsXgegI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PRqdlXBcnxE/s1600-h/IMG_00241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIhNsXgegI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PRqdlXBcnxE/s320/IMG_00241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026616653230668290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ant's leg????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cracking the jokes, we went home and on the way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; We spotted a house with Chinese New Year decorations but the theme is Christmas......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIiKcXgehI/AAAAAAAAAGg/cVwYj3a4HCg/s1600-h/IMG_00271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcIiKcXgehI/AAAAAAAAAGg/cVwYj3a4HCg/s320/IMG_00271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026617696907721234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Gong Xi, Gong Xi...We wish you a very Christmas...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What a pasar malam....Where the East meet the West. **Laugh** By the way, can someone please enlighten me, this pasar malam is actually SS2 or Chao Yang or something else????&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/9217314378821617994-4672610381674306894?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/4672610381674306894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=4672610381674306894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4672610381674306894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4672610381674306894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/02/ss2-night-market.html' title='Night Market'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RcISBJ325JI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lfsJpLXkZ8E/s72-c/IMG_00151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-2027341459679770420</id><published>2007-01-27T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:26.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><title type='text'>Floral Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My friends said I am crazy because i went to the Floral Parade at Putrajaya. Well, I don't find it crazy at all. I purposely wake up 6A.M, because it takes me approximately 1.5 hour for me to reach putrajaya, thanks to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/search/label/Travelling"&gt;KTM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtW8Z3246I/AAAAAAAAADI/328HrI6tJQY/s1600-h/IMG_9994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtW8Z3246I/AAAAAAAAADI/328HrI6tJQY/s320/IMG_9994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024705404999230370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;????????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a Sarawakian, I have never been to Putrajaya before, so like the other tourists, we are eager to visit Purajaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtYE53247I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oDKenCAW0Kg/s1600-h/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtYE53247I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oDKenCAW0Kg/s320/IMG_0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024706650539746226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first reach there, one huge structure got my attention. First thing come to my mind ....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuRr5325II/AAAAAAAAAFc/aGRDcyh9I-4/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuRr5325II/AAAAAAAAAFc/aGRDcyh9I-4/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024769992717427842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Though the coconut might not as big as the FAMOUS blogger but I am sure the Putrajaya banana is definitely longer than him" **LOL..!!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd, I would say not so bad but still don't really see lots of ang-moh. Perhaps, they are allergy to flowers. **Laugh**. Our kiasu neighbour seems like interested in flowers a lot until the extend that their zoo animals also came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtZbp3248I/AAAAAAAAADY/ypRgy5YDDoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtZbp3248I/AAAAAAAAADY/ypRgy5YDDoQ/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024708140893397954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, giraffe in the bus !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a floral parade, the thing you see is of course the floats decorated with flowers. The winning float is made by Kiam Siap people **Erhmm....** from the Pearl of the Orient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtbKJ3249I/AAAAAAAAADg/kb6Pm_8eoPw/s1600-h/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtbKJ3249I/AAAAAAAAADg/kb6Pm_8eoPw/s320/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024710039268942802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        Yes, is Penang. Island that full of "pearl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not to be missed is SARAWAK!!! Go go go....Aller aller aller !!! I hope no one ask me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtdCJ324-I/AAAAAAAAADo/TGf_fPmr-Kg/s1600-h/IMG_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtdCJ324-I/AAAAAAAAADo/TGf_fPmr-Kg/s320/IMG_0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024712100853244898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ooooo..... how they come to Putrajaya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Float is not the only thing you can watch, there are more than 10 school bands competing with each others but no St Joseph band **Wuahahaha**. Not only that, you get to see leng lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtkAZ325AI/AAAAAAAAAD4/utDe-VRXjPM/s1600-h/IMG_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtkAZ325AI/AAAAAAAAAD4/utDe-VRXjPM/s320/IMG_0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024719767369868290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The parade lasts for around 2 and half hours. Hanging around, hoping to find some nice food at the temporary stalls which set up under the hot sun. As what I have thought, all are the fried stuff like lekor, pisang goreng, nasi lemak........and I am not going to eat the food when I almost got "fainted" because of the heat. Thirst for some drinks, I walk around and I see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuBnJ325CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ljt0_3Sqcfk/s1600-h/IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuBnJ325CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ljt0_3Sqcfk/s320/IMG_0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024752318927004706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halal Mecca Cola?? Produce in Mecca??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naaaa.......Not a cola fan anyway. I don't want to be like friend who drinks cola as daily mineral water. So, I bought myself something cooling, refreshing yet healthy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rbtlg5325BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8pWET9XWME/s1600-h/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/Rbtlg5325BI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8pWET9XWME/s320/IMG_0094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024721425227244562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yap, is coconut again but with jelly inside. (Cost me 4 MYR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Halfway walking, I realize there are actually temporary toilets everywhere, though I was tempted to use but when I saw there is water leaking out from the bottom, I feel so disgusted. Then, I just have to tighten up my pant. **Hahahaha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuEwZ325DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zkicIHPLZpg/s1600-h/IMG_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuEwZ325DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zkicIHPLZpg/s320/IMG_0093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024755776375678002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, this is what always happen in Malaysia. Putrajaya is full of gigantic building but they just can't provide enough rubbish bin. Sad to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuIMJ325FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0xXVkbd-jNI/s1600-h/IMG_0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuIMJ325FI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0xXVkbd-jNI/s320/IMG_0095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024759551651931218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**SIGH**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the way back, I use KLIA transit and when I step in, the train was full of flower fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuGlp325EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6Q-P7BMGRq4/s1600-h/IMG_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuGlp325EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6Q-P7BMGRq4/s320/IMG_0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024757790715339842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe I should have my wedding here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuJ15325GI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yo2spGmcI3M/s1600-h/IMG_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuJ15325GI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yo2spGmcI3M/s320/IMG_0112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024761368423097442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realize I got sunburn when I reach home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is a great experience for me though. Overall, I would say the parade is well done but lots of spaces can be improved. Maybe the banana will grow longer when I go next time.**sweat** It shall remain a nice memory for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuK-5325HI/AAAAAAAAAE8/N_Jp3wdpRsI/s1600-h/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbuK-5325HI/AAAAAAAAAE8/N_Jp3wdpRsI/s320/IMG_0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024762622553547890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memoirs Of Floral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-2027341459679770420?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/2027341459679770420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=2027341459679770420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/2027341459679770420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/2027341459679770420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/01/floral-parade.html' title='Floral Parade'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RbtW8Z3246I/AAAAAAAAADI/328HrI6tJQY/s72-c/IMG_9994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-6804339342962816628</id><published>2007-01-05T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:27.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My friends'/><title type='text'>Brother?? I doubt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This is actually quite an old event happened during the end of last term 5. I wanna write this blog coz i just got the pictures. It is actually my friend or my "brother" birthday. I was invited unintentionally to his birthday party at a look-like-but-not Thai restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My brother is like Queen of Ants. Ooops, shud be King. (He din change sex, okay) He always lead a group of people walking behind him like his guardians.(Metaphorally  speaking)**Oink, Oink**. So it comes naturally that his party got all his gang gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;On that day, there were 3 tables but the situation is like 30 tables. If anyone pass by without having a close look, he might had thought that it was a wedding dinner. Everyone kept on YUM SENGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!! just like the tradition wedding where A Pek and A Ma and Uncle and Auntie every time do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5U85VT3uI/AAAAAAAAACE/_mp-AeqyqoE/s1600-h/Picture+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5U85VT3uI/AAAAAAAAACE/_mp-AeqyqoE/s320/Picture+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016540440096399074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Christine, Daniyal, "Brother"&amp; Taufu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;They are so high and crazy that few bottles of wine were emptied at the end of the day. Food came and went, eat eat eat, chat chat chat, laugh laugh laugh, and wuhah wuhah. It's time to cut cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Ws5VT3vI/AAAAAAAAACM/148jn1IZFVA/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Ws5VT3vI/AAAAAAAAACM/148jn1IZFVA/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016542364241747698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am 'slapping' my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This is all my friends of DH21 except one which is my brother's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tite amie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;. Oh ya, let me introduce you all the Peace Angel !!!! **Drum**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Y5ZVT3xI/AAAAAAAAACc/KybxSBBg9xo/s1600-h/peace1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Y5ZVT3xI/AAAAAAAAACc/KybxSBBg9xo/s320/peace1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016544778013368082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Ze5VT3yI/AAAAAAAAACk/p8vU7SjM_90/s1600-h/peace2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Ze5VT3yI/AAAAAAAAACk/p8vU7SjM_90/s320/peace2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016545422258462498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Yp5VT3wI/AAAAAAAAACU/oxl-myrIiKg/s1600-h/peace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5Yp5VT3wI/AAAAAAAAACU/oxl-myrIiKg/s320/peace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016544511725395714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Well, she is the     PEACE ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder is he really my "brother"?? **Doubt** I know i always wanted a brother because I have no brother to play and talk with. But, something is just not right. Again, I will try to figure it out. Or just let the time to proof?? but to proof what?? I shall know in the coming days. I believe the Peace Angel can help??? **LOL**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/9217314378821617994-6804339342962816628?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/6804339342962816628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=6804339342962816628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/6804339342962816628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/6804339342962816628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/01/brother-i-doubt.html' title='Brother?? I doubt...'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZ5U85VT3uI/AAAAAAAAACE/_mp-AeqyqoE/s72-c/Picture+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-1826738437344762497</id><published>2007-01-03T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:24:19.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovery'/><title type='text'>Beep....Beep...</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with world,mama.&lt;br /&gt;People living like the ain't got no **Beep**&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole world is addicted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the weight on my shoulder is just so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f**Beep**ing heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm getting older, people gets colder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and such a jerk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us only cares bout money making&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has made us blind and cruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Infecting the young minds faster than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids act like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as if they are left alone and neglected&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What has happen to our passion and humanity&lt;br /&gt;Lack of understanding, leading a **Beep** lives all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like a a**Beep**le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn &lt;/span&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin'   sick&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my faith alive and my light of hope on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the LOVE?????&lt;br /&gt;Where is the f*Beep*ing LOVE???&lt;br /&gt;Where is the LOVE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[Sorry, just being so sad bout the world at the moment. Why can't we choose the way we want to live on. "Happily ever after" seems like only appear in fairy tales.**Sigh**. Again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow Never Dies, &lt;/span&gt;gotta live on with our strong will and with a open heart.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-1826738437344762497?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/1826738437344762497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=1826738437344762497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1826738437344762497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1826738437344762497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2007/01/beepbeep.html' title='Beep....Beep...'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-237777233457893284</id><published>2006-12-31T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:27.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Happy Piggy Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hohoho.....**Ooopss...** Christmas is over. HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my friends and all the people out there except to some Iraq ppl. Because Saddam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.......... But a happy year for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ang-Moh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; lorh especially the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;clump of hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;. When I was having a feast in Asia Cafe, an ang-moh bought mandarin newspaper,**SHOCK**, me and my frens thought he know how to read. We are so surprised because previously we,no no no, is my friend talk bad bout them in mandarin. Then, we find out the headline of newspaper is Saddam hanged.(No wonder larh) He just looked at the picture and give us the newspaper.**lol** Not bad, got free newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/k/c/saddam_bush_briefs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/k/c/saddam_bush_briefs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm..... who has a longer  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BANANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What a New Year, I have spent my very first new year not at my home but at a sickening place..**Sigh** Guess what am i doing when the clock strike 12 midnight??? Of coz something got to do with myself....I am eating my TAUFU FA while talking to my friends through msn messenger. **Hahaha** (Pls dun swt) Taufu is good for skin, make your skin looks like taufu, so fair and so gentle and so nice to touch. Most importantly, you dun even have to buy SK-II in order to let your skin become doign..doign (the elasticity) or Cosway or Amway products.                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZft6sfKqxI/AAAAAAAAABs/1TJDcnP6qbk/s1600-h/Picture4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZft6sfKqxI/AAAAAAAAABs/1TJDcnP6qbk/s320/Picture4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014738302730414866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same...or is it not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**Erhmm....** Sorry for so obsess with taufu.It's a new year. Definitely everyone will make a wish or wishes including myself. Okie, I wish I have taufu to eat the whole year**SWEAT**(Just Kidding). I wish the world shall remain peaceful ^^So Fake^^ **LAME WISH**. The second wish is I wish I will have a happy family FOREVER~~, the third wish is all my wish will come true this year.**LOL** (So greedy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, May all of your wishes come true (which is quite impossible **HAHA**). Cherish the people around you. Lastly, i know it is a pig year but dun become a pig after 2007.**Chuckle**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ananova.com/images/news/PIG410x524AP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 220px;" src="http://www.ananova.com/images/news/PIG410x524AP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No worries, just buy MIRACLE taufu fa from me, you will become like Sammi Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-237777233457893284?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/237777233457893284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=237777233457893284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/237777233457893284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/237777233457893284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-piggy-year.html' title='Happy Piggy Year!!!'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZft6sfKqxI/AAAAAAAAABs/1TJDcnP6qbk/s72-c/Picture4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-4813267487820246733</id><published>2006-12-30T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:27.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to LonelineSss....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/24/54133518_90684047a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 167px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/54133518_90684047a5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me...**Erhmm...**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Today, I just send my mum and eldest sister to KL Sentral and off they go to airport and fly all the way back to Cat city...**SOB** I dunno why??? Once I come back home in Mentari, the feeling of loneliness just strike through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;They have been with me for this whole week of my holidays-to be precise is my second week of holidays. Unlike the 1st week where UNFORTUNATE things happen to me and ended up like grounded at home. (Let's not talk bout the incident **HAHAHA**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It was really a tiring week yet a very enjoyable week. I have brought them all around the famous shopping destination in Selangor and KL like mid valley, 1 utama, times square, sungei wang, pyramid and bla bla bla bla......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ended up, we have contributed to Tourism Malaysia so much $$ even though visit Malaysia year 2007  is not even here yet. Hmmm.....looks like I am a good citizen anyway....... But our wallet has turn up to be empty and it's bleeding too.**Arhh...!!!** We really walked a lot till my mum and sis could not take it coz they are not really used to it to walk so many BIG BIG shopping complexes for one whole day and worst--for one whole week. We always use the cheapest way which is the public transport --which make me wanna blow the &lt;a href="http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/kereta-tanah-melayu-ktm-or-kereta-tidak.html"&gt;KTM&lt;/a&gt; with nuclear bomb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, beside shopping, my mum has cooked me a delicious chicken soup which i have not eaten for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hoosierheart.com/images/chicken_soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 166px;" src="http://www.hoosierheart.com/images/chicken_soup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BITE ME, Idiot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum also made some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng Yuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Glutinuous rice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which is the Foochow style. (Yes, Foochow style, do you have problem with foochow??) Any inquiries on Foochow Tong Yuan pls do not hesitate to contact me or any other Foochow ppl around you. (Excuse me, I guess I am stucked in Reception sickness) I oso brought them around to taste the food which are "86" (understand??) in my hometown. We eat a lot or was it me who eat a lot??**Wuahaha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this week, if there is anyone of you out there looking for tour guide, I will be the most suitable for SHOPPING package and most importantly I charge very cheap only. So.... Pls make reservation now and you will get 5% discount instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZeDZMfKqtI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZRGO77aTol0/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZeDZMfKqtI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZRGO77aTol0/s320/Picture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014621178972252882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Call me at this hotline---03 521060606.**SWEAT**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.......... Day by day, night by night, hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second and Oooshh......It's time for them to leave.**Er~~~**(Why I suddenly so sentimental). I believe I have done my part very GOOD and they have fun too. Again after the lonely Christmas's Eve,. I am going to spend another lonely New Year's Eve TODAY!!! Yes, it's TODAY!!**ARhh!!!!I wanna cry** but one thing i firmly believe that is I won't be spending my Chinese New Year alone, I will fly back to my hometown**YAY!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-4813267487820246733?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/4813267487820246733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=4813267487820246733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4813267487820246733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4813267487820246733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-lonelinesss.html' title='Back to LonelineSss....'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZeDZMfKqtI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZRGO77aTol0/s72-c/Picture2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-2806241466834720466</id><published>2006-12-27T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:27.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><title type='text'>Kereta Tanah Melayu (KTM) or Kereta Tidak Muda??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;People staying in West Malaysia, I believe you know bout ktm, which stands for keretapi tanah melayu. **PISS-OFF**. You think we are still tanah melayu meh?? Even ang-moh oso know is Malaysia larh. No wonder they never upgrade at all since they are the first keretapi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elektrik&lt;/span&gt; in tanah melayu last time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Y&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;esterday, I went to do some shopping at Mid Valley. After that, I bought 3 tickets for my mum and sis. Hoping to reach back home at around 7.15pm but the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;LD-FASHION &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Komuter has broken down some way in " TANAH MELAYU". Then the ktm staff announced, "The komuter is having some technical problem between Salak Selatan and Tasik Selatan, the time will be rescheduled. The ktm is estimated to arrived in 3...o minutes". **WTF**. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;30 minutes!!! The station was full of people, some more the time was around 6pm. Fine, we wait and wait and wait, after the 20 minutes, the staff announced again.....Guess what??? We have to wait another 30 m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inutes. All of us in the station, "#@*%$#@$$@#!!*%@....". This is the time where all of us s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how how deep is our knowledge in Foul language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anothe 30 mins passed, we saw the train coming BUT...It stopped halfway!!**Diu**Spoilt again. After the komuter rest a while only it came slowly to the station like Ah Pek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dvmnewsmagazine.com/dvm/data/articlestandard/dvm/412004/126811/i1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 149px;" src="http://www.dvmnewsmagazine.com/dvm/data/articlestandard/dvm/412004/126811/i1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ktm stopped and  human ( Oh ya, I am the first one--the cute piggy, can you see??) stampede happened instantly. (As usual, Malaysian). So, all of us PUSH, PUSH...push in and push out. **Erhmm......**(Dun tink too far ok???This is a very "healthy" blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sweat.....we were like sardine in the komuter. Sticking to each other. The smell in the train, I would say is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magnifique &lt;/span&gt;(Magnificent). You can really smell all sorts of ......like dior perfume mixed with polo perfume and the best thing is mixed with human nature  perfume that is SWEAT !! WOW,  it all just smells like chow  taufu. Luckily, I am HIONG taufu which was able to cover the smell.**HAHAHA**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, we all reached home safely without being stepped by other ppl.**Phew...!!**my ETA(estimated time of arrival) is not that accurate anyway because of that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old&lt;/span&gt; train. Why LRT, Monorail and other train can have their frequency of every 5 minutes but not the KTM!!! Izit because the owner  of KTM is from Penang???(Kiam Siap, haha, no offend, actually penang ppl is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wise&lt;/span&gt; in spending). I really have no idea. Although this issue  has been widely discussed in the &lt;a href="http://www.bernama.com.my/bernama/v3/bm/news.php?id=200145"&gt;newspaper&lt;/a&gt;, it seems like no action is taken so far...(FYI, I cant even open their website when I was trying to "know" more about ktm, it shows server not found,**SWEAT**, if not, try yourself--&lt;a href="http://www.ktmb.com.my"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZM8sMfKqqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Wi9z7Ry5EzI/s1600-h/Komuterold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZM8sMfKqqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Wi9z7Ry5EzI/s320/Komuterold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013417540157352610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps, KTM is just too old and we need to respect OLD MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-2806241466834720466?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/2806241466834720466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=2806241466834720466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/2806241466834720466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/2806241466834720466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/kereta-tanah-melayu-ktm-or-kereta-tidak.html' title='Kereta Tanah Melayu (KTM) or Kereta Tidak Muda??'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RZM8sMfKqqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Wi9z7Ry5EzI/s72-c/Komuterold.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-4913309731398168180</id><published>2006-12-24T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:28:27.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me myself'/><title type='text'>My fertilized hair !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well, it is Christmas today. Yesterday was not a great day at all. However, i still have to move forward. Let's try not to be to so gloomy. (I hope so....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yesterday, I have actually spent around 4 or 5 hours in saloon just to touch up my hair.  (pls dun mistaken  that i am like lady, doing treatment, perming or watever stuff) You probably will wonder what the heck i spent so long time in a saloon???? Izit because  miss world working in the saloon??? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.missmondo.it/photo/missworld05_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.missmondo.it/photo/missworld05_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAP, you are right..there is miss world but in your dream and my dream.**LAME**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was going to the saloon with my friend, Jessie and her sisters,Josephine &amp; Jane.(HAHA, not bad, i still remember their name). We went all the way to Rawang to have our hair done in this saloon called PLUS ONE unisex hair saloon. I just wonder why must it called plus one and not plus 2 or plus 3 or plus 88. Maybe is because their maths are not that good so they might as well use plus ONE. A very simple saloon design i would say.(Too bad, i din snap a few photos for you to see) It is not like the L'oreal or Cut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BELOW  &lt;/span&gt;or Lab with all the modern design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into the shop and it seems quite a lot of ppl there oledi. (Oh ya, the hairstylists are actually my friend's cousins) The hairstylists are a boy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;oh no--is a guy actually, and a lady. The service is not bad, they serve tea (chinese tea) to their customer, too bad it is not starbucks coffee.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to change my hairstyle, so we browse through some magazine or some celeb pictures. Jessie and her sis wanted me to cut leehom hair so "desperately", WAT!!!!! I am not him ok, though i have the good looking face like him (Kanasai)**LAUGH**. I am not interested in choosing, so i left to the guy hairstylist named Ben to use his creativity. Again, every time when i go to a new hairstylist, they definitely will say"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WOW, you got lots of hair, big volume&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;". Erhmm.....is it my fault to have big volume of hair?? I tink i put too much fertilizer on my head, tat's why they grew so many. But one thing i owez think, at least i have some hair when i grow older coz i have so many hair. and those who have less hair like **har chiew** &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jessie &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;**Har ciew**(sorry, having flu here) will have no hair next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neveffect.migvan.co.il/info/humor/pictures/bold-head.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 303px;" src="http://neveffect.migvan.co.il/info/humor/pictures/bold-head.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By that time, they will be the client of Yun Nam hair growing centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, since it is jessie's cousin saloon, of coz priority is given to their client, by the way, we have so much free time to waste in during this lonely Christmas's eve.(Alright, maybe me only not them). Now, Ben started to use his knife, Ooops is the scissor to cut off my fertilized hair. After a round 15 minutes, my hair is done. After being convinced by jessie, i chose to wash my hair and have a massage. I got a young lady to wash my hair and masssage. I would say not bad larh although she is not as pretty as jolin or angelina jolie. The massage was good which really made my shoulder relax. but the shampooing was not really satisfied becoz my head was almost bleed after she used her nail to scratch my head, it would be nicer if she did it a bit gentle. After that, Ben style my hair with his so called VERY GOOD wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poster.net/pitt-brad/pitt-brad-photo-brad-pitt-6202384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 197px;" src="http://www.poster.net/pitt-brad/pitt-brad-photo-brad-pitt-6202384.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, wala.........I have become brad pitt. (si ai bing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha, my new hairstyle is out and it is still hot. Then the rest of day i just sit there and wait for the three sisterteers to finish their hair. We have a party in the saloon too, we ate pizza and KFC. Halfway, having conversation with Jessie, Ben suddenly introduced his VERY GOOD wax again. He will take watever advantages to introduce his wax though sometimes he is out of topic.**SWEAT**(like salesman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When halfway through, suddenly the Star Wars sister appeared in the saloon. **OMG**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RY-BscfKqpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XbXzdtRw2Bo/s1600-h/sith4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RY-BscfKqpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XbXzdtRw2Bo/s320/sith4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012367510847793810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they merasuk Jessie's sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Luckily Darth Vader did not appear or else the salon will defintely crashed **Wuahahahaha**. They are actually having their hair curled, to tell you the truth. The results not bad a new hairstyle for them oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we were all done. We paid and as always being a "good" person, finally before i left i bought one VERY GOOD wax which cause me rm25!!!!!! becoz of that i have no money to eat dinner which forced me to eat potato bun bought from Carrefour which cost rm1.9o only. and two fried chicken. Now, i have a new hairstyle to complement my handsome face**cough**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my friend, Jessie is a bit out of mind after she had her hair cut. She will owez look at the mirror where ever she see mirror like wat she did in carrefour. The scariest of all, she kept asking ppl, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, my hairstyle is very nice right?? I just like my hairstyle" ** &lt;/span&gt;Sweat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**. &lt;/span&gt;So if you see my friend next time, i truthfully advise you to stay away from her or else you will be irritated by her the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.missmondo.it/photo/missworld05_04.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHANHA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-4913309731398168180?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/4913309731398168180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=4913309731398168180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4913309731398168180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/4913309731398168180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-fertilized-hair.html' title='My fertilized hair !!!'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HRPszvNGfmw/RY-BscfKqpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XbXzdtRw2Bo/s72-c/sith4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217314378821617994.post-1678331669989717164</id><published>2006-12-24T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T08:56:23.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My friends'/><title type='text'>Leave peacefully my friend........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;It is just too sad that i din expect to start my very first blog with such a heartbreaking blog. At first, i am planning to have very hilarious blog for the first. But...thing just doesn't go the way i want. Well, it was all started the day when a friend from a hotel where i was trained in send me a message. He said that my friend Michelle has past away. In the message, he mentioned michelle rtl. At the time i just couldn't figure out.what does rtl stands for,so i reply the person back. At the same time, i was thinking is the Michelle mentioned is the one i know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he replied me. Then , only i knew RTL stands for reception team leader. SHOCK!!!!! she is the Michelle who i know.***SOB***. How could this happen???Few days ago, she was planning which day to come back to college to visit me and other lecturers because he is from taylor as well. But now,she will never got the chance anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle was a very nice person.During my training there, she taught me a lot and really friends with me compared to others. She was the very first person that made me go clubbing and we really have a great time clubbing. She was really a gorgeous lady. She learned things fast and efficient in working,I guess this is why she got promoted fast. Whenever there were any activities going on in hotel, she will be the first one to invite me though i was a trainee and whenever i had request to do something, she will help me to the fullest. The day i left the hotel , she treated me a dinner in a neighbour hotel together with other staff. We have a long chat that nite and we promised to meet each other again in the future. She trying to call more ppl come to the dinner but end up only 4 ppl dining in the restaurant. She was so pissed off because some ppl actually told lie that they are coming. It all boils down to the fact that, she was a very very very good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why God is so unfair to us???She is really a very good person yet she left us in such an early age. She had bright future yet she was unable to have it. She had a great life but yet she was not able to enjoy anymore. She had lots of great friends and yet she was force to abandon us. She was so dedicated to her life and yet she was forced to go to the other world. I just dunno WHY????**Angry** I would not dare to question anyone or anythings who are above us but it seems like good people always leave early compared to those stupid bastard and bitchy ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we only knew each other not more than one year, she has always been so helpful to me, provide watever information i need to do my report. IF only i knew this will happen, i shud put on more force to ask her to come to college asap. It is just too bad, i am not granted with the sixth sense, the extraordinary. Yesterday nite is Christmas's eve, i was planning to call her to go clubbing and there is just no second clubbing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the main cause for her leave, i am not sure. i just couldn't clear off the cloud around me including her family. For this part, i do not wish to say much. BUT ONE THING, if i find out the fault is actually fall on the doctor who treated her, i will curse him for his unprofessional and making a precious lost on his hand. If any doctor who read my blog or medicine students, u better watch out and pls remember patients' life are owez in  your hand ,dun do the job just because of  high return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is all arranged. There's nothing i can do unless i am the one in charge of the human life and death.**SOB**. Death is something we cant avoid, sooner or later we have to face it.it just depends how we see it. Perhaps, we shall look forward for tomolo for a better day. I believe she would not like to see us being too upset or moan over her. Let just hope she rest in peace and has a better life after life. She will always remain in our memory, FOREVER &amp;amp; EVER.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9217314378821617994-1678331669989717164?l=hiongtaufu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/feeds/1678331669989717164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9217314378821617994&amp;postID=1678331669989717164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1678331669989717164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9217314378821617994/posts/default/1678331669989717164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiongtaufu.blogspot.com/2006/12/leave-peacefully-my-friend.html' title='Leave peacefully my friend........'/><author><name>Hiong Taufu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04382166201761565710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
