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&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/paint.me.gorgeous/RzeWiUBeO1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/nCE8ypwoZuA/s800/head5.jpg" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-866954883314349381</id><published>2008-07-24T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:28:51.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I being sensitive?</title><content type='html'>Am I overly sensitive? I don't know. I don't want him to take me for granted. Is it all going down the dumps? It feels like it these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna learn this song and sing it at the next karaoke session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jvt2Tkuy9s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jvt2Tkuy9s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-866954883314349381?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/866954883314349381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=866954883314349381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/866954883314349381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/866954883314349381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-i-being-sensitive.html' title='Am I being sensitive?'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2709353959813960937</id><published>2008-06-23T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T04:28:04.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wu Jia Hui - Yi Ren Yi Pan</title><content type='html'>I never realised that there are so many talented Malaysians out there, some who have finally gotten their first break, while a lot are still looking for that one time opportunity to make it big. I guess its from working with all these Astro people. In this line, I am somewhat closer to the... talent. Few weekends ago we did this show and this really talented Malaysian guy, Wu Jia Hui was the guest of the show. He is based in Singapore now. Why? Because Malaysian talents have very low chances of making it big if they stay in Malaysia. A lot of them go to Taiwan. Simple example, Fish Leong, Kwang Liang, Ping Guan, Penny Tai. And they are BIG now. Malaysia boleh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this Malaysian singer, Wu Jia Hui, is a very humble and sweet person. Can fall in love with him sial! He wrote the song himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;881 OST - 一人一半 (One Half)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ForZY9Zj5gQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ForZY9Zj5gQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;《一人一半》&lt;br /&gt;演唱：伍加輝&lt;br /&gt;改編詞:小寒 曲:伍加輝&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;一人一素故 感情才會久&lt;br /&gt;時光累計 安靜的淚滴&lt;br /&gt;一心去追 愛那么可貴&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus：&lt;br /&gt;這樣的人 這樣地等&lt;br /&gt;無非是等個回應眼神&lt;br /&gt;為愛翻滾 不計傷痕&lt;br /&gt;甘心為你一生都浮沉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="more-110"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣的人 別笑我蠢&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的 心痛也不覺疼&lt;br /&gt;就算天冷 就算殘忍&lt;br /&gt;等你想起這沒用的人&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;已經找到愛 為何要離開&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;時光累計 安靜的淚滴&lt;br /&gt;一心去追 愛那么可貴&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Repeat Chorus*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;一人一半 感情不散&lt;br /&gt;已經找到愛 為何要離開&lt;br /&gt;已經找到愛 為何先離開&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One half each, may our feelings never fade&lt;br /&gt;A bit each, may our feelings last&lt;br /&gt;My silent tears accumulate over time&lt;br /&gt;All out to pursue that precious love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;You looking back at me is what I want&lt;br /&gt;I toil for love, not caring about the pain&lt;br /&gt;I’m willing to do anything for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here I am, silly as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;Foolishly ignoring the pain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the fate, no matter how cruel&lt;br /&gt;This fool is waiting to be in your thoughts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One half each, may our feelings never fade&lt;br /&gt;Why walk away from love that is there?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My silent tears accumulate over time&lt;br /&gt;All out to pursue that precious love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;You looking back at me is what I want&lt;br /&gt;I toil for love, not caring about the pain&lt;br /&gt;I’m willing to do anything for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here I am, silly as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;Foolishly ignoring the pain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the fate, no matter how cruel&lt;br /&gt;This fool is waiting to be in your thoughts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One half each, may our feelings never fade&lt;br /&gt;Why walk away from love that is there?&lt;br /&gt;Why walk away?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2709353959813960937?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2709353959813960937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2709353959813960937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2709353959813960937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2709353959813960937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/06/wu-jia-hui-yi-ren-yi-pan.html' title='Wu Jia Hui - Yi Ren Yi Pan'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6974607529381697219</id><published>2008-06-16T07:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:43:03.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>林健輝 - 原來我最愛的人是你不是他</title><content type='html'>Beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;林健輝 - 原來我最愛的人是你不是他&lt;br /&gt;Eric Lim - Yuan Lai Wo Zui Ai De Shi Ni Bu Shi Ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aT7yZcnmq94&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aT7yZcnmq94&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DDJSr2mN-J/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DDJSr2mN-J/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6974607529381697219?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6974607529381697219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6974607529381697219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6974607529381697219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6974607529381697219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='林健輝 - 原來我最愛的人是你不是他'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4112690465790269247</id><published>2008-06-11T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:33:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the 2nd session and the topic is 'The Meaning of Life'.</title><content type='html'>I am so angry when I saw this &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/6/11/nation/21512207&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;stupid article in the Star&lt;/a&gt; saying that it is now okay for civil servant to hold part time jobs or side businesses! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS ALL ABOUT? These people are working 8-5 every bloody day from Monday to Friday and now you want them to spend  the remaining hours to earn more money when you guys should be paying them enough for the more than 40 hours they spend at work every week? This is utterly disgusting. I told my bf that it is a very sad time to be in Malaysia now, and it will be worse soon. What can we do for our country, please let us know. Can someone out there help or are we gonna be left dying here? I did a very stupid thing the other day, I sent a msg on Facebook to Uncle Lim Kit Siang pleading him to do something to help us, and especially those with lower income. Okay, I was intoxicated at that time, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started going for this church thingy with the bf. I think the church people are very emo. I cannot imagine telling people all my emo stories when I'm meeting them for the first time. Anyhow, I'm supposed to go there with an open heart and open mind, and that's what I'll do. I am there to get to know his faith. I know it matters a lot to him. It's nice that he is 'journeying' (a jargon) with me, but sometimes I feel that his presence will make me reluctant to ask those controversial questions that I always have at the back of my mind, like.... Why do some Catholics refer to God as 'Their' God, or 'My' God, or 'Your' God? Is the Catholic God, the Buddhist God and all the other Gods different? Or is there only one God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am glad, that he wants to be there with me. After every session (2 so far) we will go makan or have a drink and talk about things. Like today after the session, the facilitator explained that normally they will end with a prayer and this is how the Catholics pray (show cross action explain bla bla) and say, okay let's pray. I felt really uncomfortable, as if I'm being forced to eat something that I'm not sure I will buy, and after eating they will make me pay for it. Something like that. I did it though, and thought about it a bit, and realised that the feelings I'm going through is probably similar to what he felt if he had to pray at my place with joss sticks and all. Confusion.. and he said.. feeling as if he's betraying his religion/ faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... opening my heart... opening my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this aside, I think these weekly Tuesdays session will make us closer and allow us to get to know each other more. Last night he said that I must have been a naughty girl in school... laughing and giggling loudly, pretending to look cute and wanting to be the blue eyed girl. Har har&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a meeting now. More another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4112690465790269247?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4112690465790269247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4112690465790269247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4112690465790269247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4112690465790269247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-is-2nd-session-and-topic-is.html' title='Today is the 2nd session and the topic is &apos;The Meaning of Life&apos;.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3634680695147473158</id><published>2008-06-05T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T04:07:29.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride horse to work</title><content type='html'>I forgot to add this part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was in the lift, these two guys were talking about the petrol price increase... and the other guy went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like this ah.... buy horse better la... 5000 bucks only what.. somemore one time only."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom this and she said it made sense.... can do business importing horses ah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3634680695147473158?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3634680695147473158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3634680695147473158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3634680695147473158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3634680695147473158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/06/ride-horse-to-work.html' title='Ride horse to work'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-335354736783793767</id><published>2008-06-05T03:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:24:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness part 1</title><content type='html'>I've never felt the pinch from the other petrol price increase. Never before have I gone to pump petrol when petrol price is rumoured to go up. But yesterday I  brought my mom's Estima to the local pump and pump sampai penuh. I came home, my dad said, nolah, it will only go up in August, that's what the minister said. Ya right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was driving to Actor's Studio Bangsar I saw the queue at the petrol stations. It is mad!! Today, for the first time, I wondered how much more will I pay for petrol every month. Today I wondered, how much would my pan meen cost. My favourite pan meen from Midvalley and One Utama already cost about RM5. Now what? RM 6.50?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I am wondering why they are doing this. My bf asked me earlier on the phone, do you think there's something fishy going on? I told him that I don't think there's anything fishy, just that I cannot for the heck of me imagine why would they increase the petrol price SO MUCH! It is crazy. I am not just thinking of myself. I am wondering about those guys with very very low pay. How the hell are they gonna survive? This is really worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I msged my sister to come home earlier today, because I have this feeling that there would be 'unrest'. Maybe it didn't happen today, but I have a feeling it might happen soon. I feel so sad. I'm not angry, just very sad. And scared. Told mom to replenish her stocks. As I was driving home today after a makeup gig, I kept looking around, looking for... I don't know what... everything looks different. There were more cars than usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, please let there be peaceful change in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm on my third can of beer AT HOME! INI STRESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: I'm doing makeup for &lt;a href="http://howilearnedtodrive.blogspot.com/"&gt;How I Learnt to Drive&lt;/a&gt;! Watched it today. I teared. Haha! It's a very hamsup play btw! And Davina is REALLY good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-335354736783793767?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/335354736783793767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=335354736783793767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/335354736783793767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/335354736783793767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/06/sadness-part-1.html' title='Sadness part 1'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3871934766196685038</id><published>2008-05-29T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:42:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the bank to collect the check book for our joint current account. Semakin lama semakin serious it seems. Well, it is 'growing up' time so let's just move on! Still procrastinating on the whole renovation thing. Gonggong said 27th May was supposedly a good date to start renovation but since it's past that date, I guess we'll just have to choose another date. Gonggong moved into his new house on that date, so we have this small house warming thingy at his house. Nice, it was good to see the kids, but a bit awkward seeing the uncles and aunties because we don't hang with them often. It was okay, me and my social skills, har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many times that the teacher would scream out to some random classmates that makeup is not about putting some colours here there and game over. People who do that are not makeup artist, they are makeup applicator. I think I'm beginning to get that artistic part. It is all about correcting or perfecting the imperfections on one's face. I am working harder than ever, and the other day at ASQ some of those fellas told me I did a great job and yeah, I am proud. Today the sifu told me I've improved tremendously, so today is a good day. Although I still need to move faster so that I can go learn to do some hairdressing, especially for bridals. It doesn't have to be a glamourous thing, and it really isn't. I like the flexibility. Move on move on move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the jalan jalan cari makan bug seems to have bitten my entire family. We are all going in a bus to makan jia chui prawns (air tawar, suddenly can't think of what it's called in english) in Panchor, Johor. Very close to the place my dad and everyone else lived when they were small, in Lenga. They actually rebuilt a house on that piece of land and are calling in the ancestral home. Corner lot somemore, don't play play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/SD6688Ase4I/AAAAAAAAAic/fwGkXTPNbD8/s1600-h/MARCH+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/SD6688Ase4I/AAAAAAAAAic/fwGkXTPNbD8/s400/MARCH+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205803775350832002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3871934766196685038?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3871934766196685038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3871934766196685038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3871934766196685038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3871934766196685038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/growing-up.html' title='Growing up...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/SD6688Ase4I/AAAAAAAAAic/fwGkXTPNbD8/s72-c/MARCH+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4797552696315606385</id><published>2008-05-20T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:43:32.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang - Family Trip 2008</title><content type='html'>Just came back from family trip to Penang. It's been a makan makan makan trip with some sightseeing and a lot of family bonding. My dad was the one who organised the trip. He was the one who made the hotel booking, bedroom arrangement and even came out with the itinerary. My dad, the one who didn't even know how to use the computer 4 years ago, typing out the room arrangement and itinerary. Planning our entire vacation for us. Words cannot describe the way I felt when I saw the stuff he came out with on the computer. It may not be very much for him now, but I had this emo moment when I saw the printouts. I really love my dad, I know sometimes I do not tell him enough. No, I haven't hugged him in the past 10 years or so, no I haven't told him that I love him ever. Instead, today I told him, Pa, thank you for organising the trip. It is not the same as saying I love you, but it is a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could help you more Pa, in every aspect, but I am not made for it. I'm sorry I have failed and disappointed you so many times, but looking beyond all the expectations that we've set for one another, please know that I do care so much and yes, I love you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4797552696315606385?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4797552696315606385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4797552696315606385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4797552696315606385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4797552696315606385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/penang-family-trip-2008.html' title='Penang - Family Trip 2008'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7437065623055375086</id><published>2008-05-14T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:20:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't judge me for you do not know who I am.</title><content type='html'>I am very demotivated today. Sometimes I really don't understand how can someone judge you so easily when they don't have full knowledge of your entire life and you you you. I was told not to take it personally, but sometimes I wish that she is more understanding. I've got a lot of stuff going on in my life but that doesn't mean that I place less importance on any of it. Every part is important to me, and I'm trying to make everything work at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking about it while driving back home, I've decided that it's my life as it has always been, and no one can measure my level of passion, except for me. I will give the best that I can to meet the goals that I've set. Not some goal that some other people have set for me. I got out from the rat race because I'm tired of it, and I am not about to be plunged into another one against my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'm doing, and I am on the right path to be where I want to. At least I'm still on the right track at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working on a research that will lead to something big, hopefully. I will make it work. I will make it work. I will make it work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7437065623055375086?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7437065623055375086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7437065623055375086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7437065623055375086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7437065623055375086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-judge-me-for-you-do-not-know-who-i.html' title='Don&apos;t judge me for you do not know who I am.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4620632943015887920</id><published>2008-05-13T04:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T04:50:24.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordy wordy wordy post'/><title type='text'>Widen the gap please thank you.</title><content type='html'>All sort of praises are sung for technology, internet, bla bla but I tell you sometimes having easy access to all this information are just... way overwhelming. Sometimes it's better to not know about certain things, and some things are better left undisturbed. With stupid internet, that invisible string that link everyone together is gaining shape and losing the length and I DON'T LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to remain in an ignorant bliss. I can get myself away from unpleasant situation and I will, because I have done it before and I can do it again. I know I have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/emo off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my family (all 40 of us) will be going down to Pg. I can't wait to makan nonstop... and makan and makan and makan. Will drop by Ipoh for breakfast, but no chicken rice so early in the morning. Wondering where else is good to makan in Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did another ASQ photoshoot today. The kids kinda grow on you. After a while they seem quite decent. Maybe it's just the maternal side in me showing, haha. 5 of them will be going to some singing competition reality show in Taiwan... all expenses paid... so lucky... I told them that they cannot miss going to the night market. It is zeee bombb I miss Taiwan I wanna go again... So yah, about a month before they start again. Then the elimination will continue again. *sigh* Somehow this attachment is inevitable I think. It's in my nature to get emotionally attached to the things I do or experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4620632943015887920?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4620632943015887920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4620632943015887920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4620632943015887920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4620632943015887920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/widen-gap-please-thank-you.html' title='Widen the gap please thank you.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7450593914212406869</id><published>2008-05-09T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:05:54.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs sigh sighs</title><content type='html'>I noticed that the hair plucking comes back when I'm stressed out. I haven't done so for the longest time since I got the short haircut. In fact I thought that trich can be 'cured' by having short hair, but apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need 60k in 1 years time. Any fast money making scheme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a Friday. I think I'll put on some nice makeup and go out. It's the Tiesto weekend but don't think will be going. Maybe tomorrow. Really wanna go before n turns 3. But if he's coming back next year, then not going this year is fine. Otherwise must go, cos I don't want to go see him lugging my kids if he comes back in 5 years time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents meeting parents dinner postponed because everywhere is fully booked as this weekend is mother's day. I haven't gotten anything for mom yet. But the other day got free pink teddy bear from The Ship. A bit cheap la... Dunno what to get for mom la, sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot for ASQ Top 10 next week. 5 girls and 5 guys. Rather, 5 guys, 1 'guy' and 4 girls. Shouldn't be a prob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7450593914212406869?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7450593914212406869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7450593914212406869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7450593914212406869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7450593914212406869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/sighs-sigh-sighs.html' title='Sighs sigh sighs'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3893023875514755498</id><published>2008-05-08T06:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:11:22.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASQ</title><content type='html'>It is now 7 am and I'm dead tired but am just gonna note down some stuff that I do not want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time and tide wait for no man. Move it move it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I changed my mind about the guy who bugged me at Astro Star Quest. Usually he seemed overly confident and showy, but today he mellowed down a lot from the pressure. He seemed almost depressed. It is now towards the middle of the show. In the earlier recordings, the contestants were happy, all hyped up and singing everywhere all the time. Now that nearly half the contestants have been eliminated they seem somewhat more grounded. Today it was quiet with hardly any singing around backstage. In someways it was almost as if everyone was mourning with sorrow. I guess making new friends, living with them and then having to deal with your friends being eliminated shows you a part of that grown up life, fast forward. I almost felt sorry for them, but am glad that they are more mature and ready for life's challenges now. Somehow Asian reality shows are different from Western ones. The Western reality shows contestants cheer for joy when the others are eliminated. They want to get others eliminated. In Asian reality show they cry when their fellow contestants get eliminated. When they give their goodbye speech they wish others success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3893023875514755498?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3893023875514755498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3893023875514755498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3893023875514755498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3893023875514755498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/asq.html' title='ASQ'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3412482543212803501</id><published>2008-05-05T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:10:00.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sighs'/><title type='text'>Budget constraints</title><content type='html'>need to stick to budget need to stick to budget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WANT A BATHTUB..... AND SOLID WOODEN FLOOR, AND 6 AIR CONDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this&lt;a href="http://www.sauna-hot-tubs.com/jacuzzi-bath-tubs.html"&gt; informative article about Jacuzzi&lt;/a&gt;. Yes the Jacuzzi, the Panadol of paracetemol, the Maggi mee of instant noodles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad when you can only have 3 airconds  instead of 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3412482543212803501?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3412482543212803501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3412482543212803501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3412482543212803501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3412482543212803501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/05/budget-constraints.html' title='Budget constraints'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5614169391960281448</id><published>2008-04-27T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:14:53.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more hours in a day please.'/><title type='text'>I IS BACK</title><content type='html'>I have not been writing for the longest time. So little time, so much to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a start, some good news! I got engaged! He proposed in the craziest way, and (being unbiased :P) I really don't think it's easy for other guys to top it. You know what guys are like... competitive and all! But it was the effort put in that really touched me. It was a really nice night, and we had friends celebrating the joyous day with us. I am thinking of throwing an engagement party thingy and invite all our friends, simply because it'll be a nice thing to share this happy news with them, and also to thank friends who also helped so much! The video is crazy ass funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's a pic taken from Ting's site. She was going around taking lotsa pics with her professional camera haha. Thank you Ting, you know for what :) I look damn tarpao in all the pics but who cares!!! Remember that I fell flat on my ass and back at the end of the night,hee haaaa haaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/SBSkYg8lE8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/cLDdIjPzAVo/s1600-h/2424743299_119ed1895c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/SBSkYg8lE8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/cLDdIjPzAVo/s400/2424743299_119ed1895c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193957011332862914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from getting engaged, I've been pretty busy with the whole house renovation thing. IT. IS. NOT. EASY. TO. GET. A. HOUSE. DONE. Been getting quotes from 3 main contractors, looking at tiles, bla bla, drawing up floor plan. Yes, I actually did up a floorplan by myself using this awesome software called SmartDraw. Available free for 7 days trial, but after that it's like USD200 or something. And being Malaysian... you know la... I think it's past the 7 days trial but I cheated by not closing the window. Yes, it's been many many days since I last shut down my laptop. I just put it on hibernate mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am also working on this new research. Basically about people's TV habits and all. Speaking of TV habits, I've never indulged so much time in the idiot tube (is that what's it's called?) and OMG I just can't tear myself away from all those stupid TVB series on Astro on Demand. It's damn addictive and REALLY I can spend those time doing more productive stuff. Like I actually got webhosting two months back and it's just there doing nothing. I could have used those hours spent watching TVB to migrate to the new webhosting... sighs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, am also doing makeup for this Astro Star Quest previously known as Astro Talent Quest. Those dudes are young!!! Really really young I feel like a jie jie to them. Like we were backstage doing the press conference and this young contestant called out to me 'lenglui' and I just stared back at him and said 'Cass. My name is Cass'. Hahahahah so attitude but it's true what. Those 18 year olds... and me... 27+n. hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's all about time management, isn't it. And rship management la. Cos usually when my bf and I discuss stuff about house, we usually got this damn tulan look and tone but till now managed to control it. Only argued once, but after that we went to makan Thai Style Chicken and then everything is okay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Will post again soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5614169391960281448?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5614169391960281448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5614169391960281448&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5614169391960281448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5614169391960281448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-is-back.html' title='I IS BACK'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/SBSkYg8lE8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/cLDdIjPzAVo/s72-c/2424743299_119ed1895c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7466865987634417435</id><published>2008-04-04T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:21:37.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need makeup to cover rashes'/><title type='text'>love technology</title><content type='html'>Damn technology is wonderful. Am in the car now waiting for the bf to shower and I'm on my iPod now typing this out. Now it doesn't matter anymore how long I have to wait cos I'm leeching of his wifi so I can just surf n surf n surf. Best!! Also love it during sleepless nights cos I can just whip up the iPod n surf while cuddling :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on my makeup just now only to realise that my face is full of rashes. Must be the sotong kerang n prawns. Going on detox after tonight. I gotta celebrate the completion of report!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7466865987634417435?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7466865987634417435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7466865987634417435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7466865987634417435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7466865987634417435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-technology.html' title='love technology'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8798947435245376502</id><published>2008-04-04T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:48:04.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAOTIM SAI!!!</title><content type='html'>YES LA I IS KAOTIM THE REPORT OREDI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO BLOODY DAYS STUCKS AT MY LAPTOP!!! so stressed and so difficult to concentrate but finally got it done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sense of achievement is sooooooooooooooooooooooooo wonderful! will continue with another report of the same study later. doing the whole thing makes me realise how much i loveeeeee doing researches. learn this, learn that. suddenly feel like going deep sea fishing now. i told bb that i cannot possibly live and die without ever going deep sea fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooootttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8798947435245376502?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8798947435245376502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8798947435245376502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8798947435245376502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8798947435245376502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/04/kaotim-sai.html' title='KAOTIM SAI!!!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8242119137507117699</id><published>2008-04-03T13:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:49:18.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to concentrate'/><title type='text'>TVB is evil! The Internet is evil! Eating is evil!</title><content type='html'>Why ah why ah two days oredi I'm trying to complete this report but I still cannot! All the distractions in life! TVB is evil! The Internet is evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days oredi I makan nasi lemak for breakfast. Tambahhh sotonngg tambahh kerangg!! Now I'm experiencing all this weird rashes from eating too much 'poisonous' food. Bla bla bla kerang is the best!! Eating is evil!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, must rajin a bit to complete report today cos I wanna go out tonight!! Also because it's due today also la hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday again tomorrow and yay to weekend! Last Friday was like a mini gathering for Shuz before she got hitched forever and ever. It was realllyy crazy catching up with those crazzzzyyy people playing this cool uno like drinking card game called 'Beer' and drinking and smoking. After a while we got tired of the game and just picked a card randomly making drinking rules such as biggest card drinks, red drink, even drink. Fun! Got pissed drunk! Actually the best part is catching up with uni mates that we haven't seen for so long. Different sort of enjoyment. You even laugh a different sort of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R_Runhpo-sI/AAAAAAAAAe0/JmgzKAElfoM/s1600-h/Cassandra045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R_Runhpo-sI/AAAAAAAAAe0/JmgzKAElfoM/s400/Cassandra045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184890696337259202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Shuz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now that i'm done writing this maybe i can concentrate on writing the report!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8242119137507117699?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8242119137507117699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8242119137507117699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8242119137507117699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8242119137507117699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/04/tvb-is-evil-internet-is-evil-eating-is.html' title='TVB is evil! The Internet is evil! Eating is evil!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R_Runhpo-sI/AAAAAAAAAe0/JmgzKAElfoM/s72-c/Cassandra045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1323678480642548640</id><published>2008-03-28T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:40:58.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><title type='text'>Another pool tournament coming up.</title><content type='html'>I love playing pool. I really really love playing pool. I didn't realise that I feel happy playing pool until he suggested that I don't play this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a tournament coming up in Baywatch soon. I played in the one two years back and we got second place. Not bad for a team full of newbies. I was asked to play again this year. But... he doesn't want me to play this time, because there's a certain someone that he isn't too comfortable with. I understand his point of view so I shall skip this one. Anyways the money prize is not a lot for this one. But I'm thinking, what if the person is there for the Dewar's one as well? Does that mean I will skip that one too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have abandoned my cue for too long, and I can't wait to go there and show the people so that they can go waaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1323678480642548640?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1323678480642548640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1323678480642548640&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1323678480642548640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1323678480642548640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-pool-tournament-coming-up.html' title='Another pool tournament coming up.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5065027439483903545</id><published>2008-03-28T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:22:38.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my bf'/><title type='text'>Quality times *sigh*</title><content type='html'>Why oh why can't I just stop procrastinating... mom's helper (a politically correct way to put it) finally came back from some gorgeous island in Philippines and I've regained my freedom again. So I damn semangat, woke up at 7, had breakfast and watched some tv before setting up my laptop to start those researches. Of course, having been deprived of reckless surfing of the net without caring for the time for so long, I just couldn't stop myself from surfing and surfing and surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was online from 9 am to 3 pm *trying* to get a headstart on work and I just couldn't stop reading and surfing about everything to politics to renovation to... god knows what else. Well, am still trying right now... hopefully can start immediately after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, since Ruth is back, I have so much time on hand and I can finally spend quality time with the bf!! It's nice cos it's been sometime since we had quality time together. A month? Since she left? Anyhow the day before we had quiet night at home just chatting about everything and drinking brandy. We used to do that very often, sharing the small details of our day or week and I'm glad we had that night. I especially love talking about work, management, strategies, politics, because then we get to debate and see what the other person is really like. FOR EXAMPLE, I'm always the follow the rules sort of person, while he's less so. Bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to pasar malam to have his favourite asam laksa. Again, we used to do that a lot but somewhere along the way we just stopped. Eating fried food from sticks, having mata kuching from the plastic bag. I like that. It reminds me of my childhood. In fact, yesterday I told him that I saw a lot of uncles and aunties whom my mom used to buy from. That was at least 15 years ago and today they are still there. In a way I felt a bit of pity for them, but then again, who am I to feel that way because for all I know, they are probably happier than a lot of other corporate ladder climbers or wealthier people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WE TARPAO FOOD AND WENT BACK TO MAKAN AGAIN WHILE WATCHING WAR OF IN LAWS, THIS TVB SERIES THAT I'VE SEEN AND AM FORCING HIM TO WATCH. I bought the dvd because I want to pass it on to my kids. Like heirloom. Except that it's not so expensive. hehe. There are quite a few DVDS already that I've collected. One of them is this Korean movie, Daisy. THAT SHOW IS SO ROMANTIC I cry everytime I see it. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. time to start work. tonight got hen's night. btw, i got a haircut. it's really boyish on one side and more feminine on the other. the guy was so enthusiastic about the cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5065027439483903545?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5065027439483903545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5065027439483903545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5065027439483903545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5065027439483903545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/quality-times-sigh.html' title='Quality times *sigh*'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1172826813175098726</id><published>2008-03-27T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:41:17.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helpppp</title><content type='html'>urm, i think there are ants living in my laptop. how the hell did it get there and HOW DO I GET RID OF IT??!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1172826813175098726?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1172826813175098726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1172826813175098726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1172826813175098726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1172826813175098726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/helpppp.html' title='helpppp'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2461443229751977597</id><published>2008-03-26T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:48:54.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more housework'/><title type='text'>freedooooommm</title><content type='html'>ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh thank you god!!! Ruth is finally back and now my life can get back to normal again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh i am reborn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2461443229751977597?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2461443229751977597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2461443229751977597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2461443229751977597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2461443229751977597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/freedooooommm.html' title='freedooooommm'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7347002164048052544</id><published>2008-03-17T07:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T07:39:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to do anything right. I'm as useless as a rubbish bin next to a rubbish dump site. I will keep to myself and learn learn learn how to do it right and if I still can't do it right, then I guess I'm really incapable of doing it. I might as well be dead then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7347002164048052544?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7347002164048052544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7347002164048052544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7347002164048052544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7347002164048052544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6193546021340264970</id><published>2008-03-17T06:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:13:48.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actually i had a crappy experience with Hong Leong Bank'/><title type='text'>First step in buying a house - shop for mortgages</title><content type='html'>It was quite tedious when we first started shopping for mortgages&lt;a href="http://www.earth.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thank God for the Internet I was able to check for mortgages rate online but even then I did not fully trust the rates posted online by the banks. I guess it is because I have this perception that the local companies just don't bother to update their websites with the latest information. Anyhow it was quite a tedious experience calling up the banks to find out more about their mortgage packages. The most terrible experience I had must be calling the Hong Leong Bank hotline. You know how they have the IVR system (press 1 for bla bla press 2 for bla bla)? Well, Hong Leong Bank's IVR is the crappiest!! You end up going in circles and finally you just slam down the phone because you get so bloody frustrated going round and round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding out the rates on the phone comes the negotiating time. It is actually possible for you to negotiate the rates because the banking industry in Malaysia is so competitive. If they say it is not negotiable, they are either lying or have already met their quota for the month so they don't give a damn whether you use their services or not. They = mortgage sales executive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out few weeks back that the guy responsible for our account has left the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways in the end, after careful comparison and all, we ended up getting a mortgage with Hong Leong Bank because it offered the best rate despite the shitty hotline they have. I also got the direct line number to whoever it was I needed to speak to so I don't have to torture myself with the stupid HLB IVR again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6193546021340264970?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6193546021340264970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6193546021340264970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6193546021340264970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6193546021340264970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-step-in-buying-house-shop-for.html' title='First step in buying a house - shop for mortgages'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8937709948926829320</id><published>2008-03-14T05:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T05:51:49.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding on to the lifeline'/><title type='text'>Less than 2 weeks to freedom.</title><content type='html'>The world is just too damn small. Just when you think you have left bees in the past doesn't mean that it won't come back to zzzz at you. Sometimes it's better if I had just left things and stop digging. Too much knowledge isn't that good all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to prioritise and stop procrastinating. Sometimes I feel that I am just here to fulfill her ego requirement. I need to put my foot down and say, that's it, I need to do things that I need to do because it is important that I don't lose this lifeline. It has reached that level of seriousness. Sometimes it's unbelievable how the things she say can hurt me so much. I've seen how she practices her subtlety so I know she's capable of it. Why is she being so insensitive to me then? Do I portray myself as someone who is thick skinned and  won't be hurt no matter what is hurled at me? My Chinese horoscope said something about taking a step back and looking at things objectively. I'm trying, i'm trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8937709948926829320?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8937709948926829320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8937709948926829320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8937709948926829320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8937709948926829320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/less-than-2-weeks-to-freedom.html' title='Less than 2 weeks to freedom.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4722743882010143713</id><published>2008-03-12T04:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:33:17.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>March 11, 2008</title><content type='html'>Today we finally got the keys to our home. Yes, OUR home. I'm a bit overwhelmed from the thought of the necessary renovation to make it our living place. There will be tons to do, I'm sure. I'll just cross the bridge when I reach it, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4722743882010143713?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4722743882010143713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4722743882010143713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4722743882010143713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4722743882010143713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-11-2008.html' title='March 11, 2008'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6533326883749717593</id><published>2008-03-10T05:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T05:36:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reminder to all</title><content type='html'>Not to sound like I'm suddenly damn into politics, but &lt;a href="http://unwantedcitizen.blogspot.com/2008/03/warkah-untuk-barisan-rakyat.html"&gt;this is a damn good warkah to 'Barisan Rakyat'&lt;/a&gt;. Have they adopted the name officially?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6533326883749717593?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6533326883749717593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6533326883749717593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6533326883749717593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6533326883749717593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/reminder-to-all.html' title='A reminder to all'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2881897134799213405</id><published>2008-03-10T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T03:29:32.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first election'/><title type='text'>PRU 12 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is from an email that I wrote to a dear friend. Just wanted to stick this here to remind me of the first election that I was an active participant of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elections fever is on. every damn one was and still is talking about elections and results. going to vote was a very... somber experience. i woke up at my bfs place at about 2 pm and thought shit sure damn late oredi so i told him to send me to the polling station and ask him to immediately drive to sri aman so that he won;'t be late for voting. i even walked home okay from the polling station but it's only 2 streets away from my home. walked in, every one quite. a lot of ppl walking in a manner that is like how ants move. all follow invisible line wan. everyone looked serious. i went to the stream (classroom) that i'm supposed to vote in.show them my ic. then the woman announce my name and ic no and some other no. to other ppl for checking purpose. then i'm given an orange ballot paper. wah, felt like damn grown up and at the same time felt giddy with excitement and unsure of how to really do it. a bit kancheong la in case undi rosak. so i went to a counter with that barrier cover and put my cross on it. no prize for guessing where my pangkah was at. i even double checked just in case i pangkah wrong okay. damn embarassing if pangkah wrongly k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow my area is now DAP area! a malay area, now a DAP area. u can just guess how dissatisfied everyone were with the govt. at night my bf and i stayed in just to watch the results on tv. i think if u were up to check the results online u probably would have gotten the updates faster than i did because GODDAMNIT the results on tv damn slow. I think because those ppl damn inefficient and also because they didn't wanna create havoc by showing so many loss so early. i went online to get update too but my wifi was bit cuckoo so that didn't work out v. well. my dad got updates by phone calls though through some uncle who's quite pro mca. was damn happy when i heard that opp won few states. hahaha imagine me cheering at home at the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a political analyst invited by tv3 was being quite an idiot towards the end, maybe around 2ish. it was damn obvious he's either stupid, or trying very hard to incite racial riot. the results were out that 2/3 majority has been denied, then the stupid analyst kept saying things like oh now it's very hard to continue the policy of using bm as the national language as stated by the 'undang2' because now 'WE' don't have the 2/3 majority. is he stupid or what for using the word we? i mean, he's on national tv, and he's supposed to be an independent analyst. that asshole oso brought up some other malay issues la that i obviously cannot remember oredi. my bf and i were so fucking stunned okay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2881897134799213405?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2881897134799213405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2881897134799213405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2881897134799213405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2881897134799213405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/pru-12-2008.html' title='PRU 12 2008'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7645839671982809971</id><published>2008-03-04T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:11:23.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody again'/><title type='text'>Some senseless ranting.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I totally lost my temper trying to find the way to my aunty's place in Shah Alam. I literally screamed on the phone asking for her address because I was given the wrong address. I feel so bratty but really I can't help it. When I reached her place, I had to try really hard to control my facial expression so that everyone couldn't catch on that I was damn pissed off. After a while I felt better. I even layaned my grand aunties playing blackjack. The moment I left the place I felt my mood souring again. I really don't know what's the matter with me so I went to bed but the crappiness returned again this morning and resumed till a while ago. I asked my bf whether I am due for that time of the month. Don't know why I asked him because it's not like he's my menstrual calendar keeper. I think it's probably because I haven't had much time to myself. I like to have my own time doing my own stuff. Maybe just surf the net a bit, or read a book/magazine. And I haven't had that for a bit. Hope tomorrow will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7645839671982809971?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7645839671982809971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7645839671982809971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7645839671982809971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7645839671982809971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-senseless-ranting.html' title='Some senseless ranting.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2936193479317587162</id><published>2008-02-29T15:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:13:23.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruined my computer'/><title type='text'>And I thought I can do anything.</title><content type='html'>Few years ago my dad decided to buy two new computers without consulting me. Okay, I'm not much of a computer expert but at least I know enough lah. On the outside the computers lookdamn high tech with the flat screen monitors but inside its all crap! I mean, who the hell spend so much on the monitors but only installed 64 MB of RAM? It's not even enough to run Windows XP. I was damn bloody pissed at the guy who sold us the computers because we've dealt with him for so many years and he dared to cheat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow one of the computers died few months ago. After many failed attempts to fix the computer,  I got really frustrated because I didn't understand why he couldn't get it working again. So one morning when I was feeling smart (or so I thought), I took out the hard disk and put it into a computer that was working. When I turned the power on, there was this loooonnggg beep from the CPU. Okay, not working. So I put the old hard disk back into the CPU, and STILL THERE WAS the long beep. Crap. Now both the computers are screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lesson for me to not think that I'm so bloody smart and can do anything if I put my mind to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2936193479317587162?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2936193479317587162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2936193479317587162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2936193479317587162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2936193479317587162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-i-thought-i-can-do-anything.html' title='And I thought I can do anything.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7232733574794105325</id><published>2008-02-28T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:51:04.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipoh got lotsa nice food'/><title type='text'>Ipoh 2008</title><content type='html'>Am in Ipoh right now. There's free wifi everywhere in Ipoh so I could check my email everywhere. Not that I got many important emails to check lah but needed to coordinate a meeting to cut lipsticks. Since I'm a poor person without a 9 to 5 job I gotta save as much as I can lah. Anyways it's a bit wasteful for me to buy a whole tube of lipstick since it's highly unlikely that I will finish using a whole tube EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh is filled with coffee shops. Why are there so many coffee shops I can't say, but I definitely ate damn a lot. Today I went to have the famous curry mee located opposite MGS Ipoh on Jalan Kampar. It is so bloody yummy k!!! Thick tasty curry soup with lots and lots of liu (chicken and charsiew). It's relatively pricey by Ipoh standards, RM 3.70 but definitely damn worth it by KL standards. Damn lots of liu!! In KL for RM 3.50 you get NOTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going back tonight. Miss my bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7232733574794105325?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7232733574794105325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7232733574794105325&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7232733574794105325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7232733574794105325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/ipoh-2008.html' title='Ipoh 2008'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8932350635737943638</id><published>2008-02-22T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:34:49.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy amount of maize imported into country but where is it'/><title type='text'>Need to relax a bit.</title><content type='html'>Information overload.... too many windows open at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, if New Zealanders are called Kiwi, isn't it hilarious if people call Malaysians Durians, or Rambutans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge picture of Edison Chen today in The Star. I'm gonna cut it out and get er jie to laminated it for free at work. Hee heeeeeeeee edison so yummyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8932350635737943638?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8932350635737943638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8932350635737943638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8932350635737943638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8932350635737943638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/need-to-relax-bit.html' title='Need to relax a bit.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6344591426340291675</id><published>2008-02-21T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:22:45.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edison chen still hot'/><title type='text'>Edison Chen back in HK</title><content type='html'>Edison Chen finally went back to HK and had a press conference. He admitted that it is he who took the photos. Apparently his conquests include wives of rich hongkie businessmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of the press conference. He looks so sincere, doesn't he? But he's also an actor... Sigh so sad he'll never be in the HK entertainment industry for a longngg longgg time. Still think he's hot... Droopy eyes tho. Don't think that the charity part is necessary. I mean, will people really think that he's a better person after devoting time to charity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewAKWEeC0IU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewAKWEeC0IU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6344591426340291675?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6344591426340291675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6344591426340291675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6344591426340291675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6344591426340291675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/edison-chen-back-in-hk.html' title='Edison Chen back in HK'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7621898321905012290</id><published>2008-02-21T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:03:49.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play poker'/><title type='text'>Poker is fun too</title><content type='html'>Everyone keeps using the Chinese New Year as an excuse to gamble.  As far as I can remember, they've been playing poker since way before CNY, so I don't see any reason they should stop playing even though today is the last day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the kids are not spared. All the kids at home are kaki judi. They start as early as 8 years old, and yes, they all know how to play mahjong too. Nobody taught them. Kids are really smart. All they do is watch, and when the table is available, they just find a gang of 4 and start doing their stuff. Luckily the kids gambling is limited to only the CNY period, unlike the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason it's quite common to hear people playing poker these days, compared to before. Is poker an 'adult' game? Highly likely. Probably because you gotta have so much capital and when you're still studying or during the early part of your career you can't afford to take a gamble on that much of money. Anyhow, I play a bit, and it's quite fun. I can't believe I lost so much to Ben the other night!! I really thought I had a good pair, but he got two :( It's nice to throw chips around, feel as if we are real high rollers haha. The other time we didn't have poker chips with us, so we played poker using groundnuts as chips. Each chip is RM 1. That was funny throwing peanuts around. My bf the weirdo gave away only the fat groundnuts, he wanted to keep his groundnut chips uniformly small....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R71L9zlmvNI/AAAAAAAAAds/aOSkeIr-TBQ/s1600-h/Jusco020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R71L9zlmvNI/AAAAAAAAAds/aOSkeIr-TBQ/s400/Jusco020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169371472483237074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7621898321905012290?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7621898321905012290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7621898321905012290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7621898321905012290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7621898321905012290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/poker-is-fun-too.html' title='Poker is fun too'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R71L9zlmvNI/AAAAAAAAAds/aOSkeIr-TBQ/s72-c/Jusco020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3759650427158171863</id><published>2008-02-21T04:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:13:10.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratrace'/><title type='text'>Love the corporate world?</title><content type='html'>I met up with Ducky last weekend for coffee. Nice coffee, because we went to San Francisco Coffee and paid RM10 or more for a cup of frapp. The barista looked damn pissy when I kept calling their ice blended frap because frap is usually associated with Starbucks. Ducky paid for our coffee because she said she has a job and I'm on freelance basis. Fine, I'm okay with freebies. Then we sat down, took out our cigarettes, sipped on the coffee and started the usual chat about life, work, love, the usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that her boss is treating her like dirt now, because she was hospitalised for a couple of time within the past 6 months. Her responsibilities are taken away from her and she's basically left doing the dirty stuff that are no brainers. I really pitied her, because it is not her wish that she got sick and had to be hospitalised. But the crappiest part had to be the vagueness of the whole situation. She is stuck in this job that she love(d) but she doesn't know her future because of her boss who has not given her a firm answer. If the boss doesn't trust her, then she should be told so that she can plan her future, isn't it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked for a few bosses, and have to say that working for male bosses are the best. They are not petty like their female counterpart who take everything personally. Do something wrong, the female ones are likely to tell you 'You've betrayed me'. Right. I also like working for Malay bosses. For some reason I find them more courteous and refined. The Malay bosses are also more willing to share and teach you. Could it be that the Chinese bosses are just more kiasu, always afraid of you climbing on top of them? But having said that, I've also worked with Chinese bosses who are really good managers. For some reason I have been blessed enough to be working with bosses who have been thoroughly kind to me, no matter what race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work problems are inevitable in every workplace but must some bosses make life difficult for their subordinates? I'm sure everyone have their difficulties, whether a doctor, accountant, international tax lawyer, market researcher, cigarette freelancer, or even an astronaut, but if their bosses just show a little empathy, the workplace will be a much better place to be at, especially when you spend more than 8 hours a day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a prayer to the annihilation of psycho bosses of the world. Here's a prayer for Ducky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psycho bosses make me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7yPQjlmvMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7ZI7S4M8dHw/s1600-h/vomit+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7yPQjlmvMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7ZI7S4M8dHw/s400/vomit+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169163986908134594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3759650427158171863?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3759650427158171863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3759650427158171863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3759650427158171863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3759650427158171863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-corporate-world.html' title='Love the corporate world?'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7yPQjlmvMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7ZI7S4M8dHw/s72-c/vomit+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1872582810351139798</id><published>2008-02-20T15:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:12:43.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a  million questions'/><title type='text'>The girl with a million question is back.</title><content type='html'>Something really funny happened this morning. My bf called me 'the girl with a million questions' - that was my 'tagline' for the tingkeling blog long long time ago. I couldn't help but laugh because that couldn't be more true. I am the girl with a million questions, forever questioning this and that and many more. And my questions for today are:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Why must people bitch so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Form 2 during free periods a bunch of us girls used to sit in a circle bitching about everyone we could bitch about. We call it 'mengumpat' which means talking about people over their backs. Over the years I think people just got too busy and preoccupied with their own lives to bitch that much. However, there are certain people who still do and can't seem to stop. I mean, really, these people find negativity in every damn thing. Personally, I feel that if you are bitching about people's pursuit of happiness, then you're raining on their parade. And why would you want to criticise them when you don't even know them? Too free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Am I a hypocrite to bitch about people bitching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had hesitation writing this. But I just had to let it out because off late there have been too much of it going around. I don't wanna keep them all in and explode one day. Anyways I don't care and I largely suspect that is why a lot of people dwell in it. So this whole negativity thing is present in nearly everybody, just that everyone 'indulge' in different amount of bitchiness. To each his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What should I do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Bitch less. Continue eating my favourite sambal belacan. Listen to fengtau music. Admit to her that her nose job is bad and she needs to&lt;span class="code"&gt; revise a bad rhinoplasty result&lt;/span&gt;. Love my boyfriend. Put layers of makeup on. Play pool. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just trying to get this out of my system. I always tell myself and people that if you don't like something/someone, then you shouldn't subject yourself to such torture because you can always distance yourself from the irritant. Precisely what I'm doing. Life is easier with this simple guideline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1872582810351139798?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1872582810351139798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1872582810351139798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1872582810351139798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1872582810351139798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/girl-with-million-question-is-back.html' title='The girl with a million question is back.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4555637898196894588</id><published>2008-02-20T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:12:18.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='they tried to get me to do facelift i say no no no'/><title type='text'>Age is catching up...</title><content type='html'>I like my life now. People ask me how's life, and I tell them that it's great. Life's great, but what's so great about my life? I am doing freelance work now, so I basically work on a deadline. A procrastinator that I am, I usually wait till the very last minute before I get started, and then work and smoke like mad to meet the deadlines. So there's the short period of stress there. After that short period of stress, I'll go for class and put makeup on people with my mind semi blanked out. It's very relaxing, yes it is. So yeah, that is my life now. Short stress, then relax, short stress, then relax. I also put on a lot of makeup on myself these days, but that's fun. I'm a really lazy person, so it's kinda troublesome to remove all those junk on my face at the end of the night. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession:&lt;/span&gt; I used to go to bed without removing my makeup. (I now know that it is very bad to leave makeup overnight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I behave now. I remove them nearly every night these days. Maybe 98 out of 100 times. But I'm really rough when it comes to my face. People say you're not supposed to pull the skin downward, but I do it all the time. Result? Saggy facial features. Okay lah, part of it is also due to the age factor, but me pulling on the skin is also a contributing factor k. The crappiest part about having saggy eyes (my eyes are downturned) is not really the saggy eyes itself, but having your MALE classmates tell you that your eyes are saggy. *sigh* I better be less rough to my face, or I'll have saggy face very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4555637898196894588?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4555637898196894588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4555637898196894588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4555637898196894588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4555637898196894588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/age-is-catching-up.html' title='Age is catching up...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3853393598928172995</id><published>2008-02-20T13:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:11:44.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing and drinking'/><title type='text'>Disco dancing.</title><content type='html'>It's been a really really long time since I went out drinking and dancing. I can't even remember when was the last time I did that, that's how long it has been. College days were crazy partying times, can go out partying any day of the week, even right before exams. Wednesdays were spent at Modesto's Forum or Planet Hollywood. Friday? Let's hit Modesto's again or maybe Mahoney's. Never did like Backroom as it was too dark and dodgy and filled with junkies. Honestly, the best place for after parties was Barbarran's. It only got funky after 3 am when everywhere else is close. A friend of mine claimed that she had higher chances of getting lucky there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I am so out of touch with what's happening around town so if you're wondering what is there to do in KL, please do not ask me, because I will not know the answer. Event directories like Klue and Juice are my best friends now if I need to get inspiration on where to go or what to do. New places in town? Very likely I would not have heard of it until every Tom, Dick and Harry have gotten sick of the joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a noob I am. But it's okay, because at this age, I really prefer house parties. ;P And here's a pic from old clubbing days for remembrance sake. Sigh those young and reckless (and thin) days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7u9pzlmvII/AAAAAAAAAdE/oZn24eTNfOU/s1600-h/338149482203_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7u9pzlmvII/AAAAAAAAAdE/oZn24eTNfOU/s400/338149482203_0_ALB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933523257998466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3853393598928172995?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3853393598928172995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3853393598928172995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3853393598928172995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3853393598928172995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/disco-dancing.html' title='Disco dancing.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7u9pzlmvII/AAAAAAAAAdE/oZn24eTNfOU/s72-c/338149482203_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4250732267579743031</id><published>2008-02-19T05:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:11:16.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy lychee'/><title type='text'>Yum yum jolly shandy lychee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6ORnmVlklI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_Udal1nCR80/s1600-h/Jusco017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6ORnmVlklI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_Udal1nCR80/s400/Jusco017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162129707388736082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolly Shandy got new flavour wohhh... lychee.. I love lychee. It's so obvious that this drink is made especially for ladies. I've got a few female friends who drinks beer + 7 up, or wine cooler. It's kinda nice, love the lychee taste, but I've always been a lychee person la. Some people may think that it tastes like medicine, but then their imagination is always overworked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how they can call this drink an alcoholic drink, there's LESS than 1% alcohol content. I think I'll stick to my whiskey and water, thank you, it's just that I was damn thirsty after stuffing so much junk into my body for the past 14 days of chinese new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4250732267579743031?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4250732267579743031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4250732267579743031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4250732267579743031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4250732267579743031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/yum-yum-jolly-shandy-lychee.html' title='Yum yum jolly shandy lychee.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6ORnmVlklI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_Udal1nCR80/s72-c/Jusco017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8385001587214512150</id><published>2008-02-17T11:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:15:25.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t forget to visit Chuan Tin Restaurant'/><title type='text'>Muar is a nice place to be at.</title><content type='html'>I've always dreaded going back to dad's hometown in Muar, but I find it quite enjoyable these days. I think it's probably because my parents' teaching (maintain tradition, bla bla, who else will do it if not you people, bla bla, respect your elders bla bla).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow now that I'm 'older', it's less intimidating to drive around roaming the hometown that is still largely strange to me. One midnight we were desperately hungry so drove around and couldn't find anything to eat. San jie said there's a Halo Cafe in Muar. Halo Cafe is a cafe with live performance (Chinese songs) where people sit around drinking tea with mini rosebuds. I said okay cos I like Chinese music and there's free wifi. Got there around 1245 am, was told that they close at 1 am so not taking in new customers, so all we did is sit in car and freeload on their wifi. Haha :P Sometimes I really don't understand why won't these people just serve us. I mean, there are other customers there having beer and all, so it's not like they are gonna chase the customers away. Actually I do understand. They are just working there, so they don't care if they make another extra or less 10 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less words, here are some pics from Muar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otak-otak is what Muar is famous for. Oh I forgot the Namewee guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2DlmvEI/AAAAAAAAAck/OP4smOLAYOk/s1600-h/Jusco005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2DlmvEI/AAAAAAAAAck/OP4smOLAYOk/s400/Jusco005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167796838688275522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy lingerie Muar style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2TlmvFI/AAAAAAAAAcs/gnSwuX_rY5c/s1600-h/Jusco006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2TlmvFI/AAAAAAAAAcs/gnSwuX_rY5c/s400/Jusco006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167796842983242834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaochim (getting one's fortune) at the Kuan Yin temple. Thean Choon Temple. A yearly affair for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2jlmvHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/BSSqmS-K1H8/s1600-h/Jusco013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2jlmvHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/BSSqmS-K1H8/s400/Jusco013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167796847278210162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fortune for the year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2jlmvGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zqQRS3lfUVA/s1600-h/Jusco008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2jlmvGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zqQRS3lfUVA/s400/Jusco008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167796847278210146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8385001587214512150?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8385001587214512150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8385001587214512150&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8385001587214512150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8385001587214512150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/muar-is-nice-place-to-be-at.html' title='Muar is a nice place to be at.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R7ez2DlmvEI/AAAAAAAAAck/OP4smOLAYOk/s72-c/Jusco005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7711270638446075587</id><published>2008-02-17T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:11:03.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edison chen still hot'/><title type='text'>Damn no mood now.</title><content type='html'>Aiyo, damn no mood now. Just realised that the stupid bluetooth device that I use to transfer pics from my nokia phone to my laptop is damn stupid. Or maybe nokia is stupid. It's definitely not my laptop. New photos taken using the nokia are renamed or renumbered using whatever remaining number is left. Meaning if I took an Image001 on the nokia, transferred it to my laptop, then delete it from my phone, retake another pic (also named Image001), and transfer it to my laptop, THEN the old Image001 is removed!!! I'm forever sad!!! I have a million pics written over that I did not know of, and now it's too bloody late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crappiest part is I have work photos taken and now it's gone too! Now I have to redo the survey again. What the hell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow CNY was crazy, I had no time and initiative to write stuff or come online. When I do go online, all I do is check out Edison Chen's pics. I repeat, I still think he's bloody hot!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7711270638446075587?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7711270638446075587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7711270638446075587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7711270638446075587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7711270638446075587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/damn-no-mood-now.html' title='Damn no mood now.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7206068077603702426</id><published>2008-02-15T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:32:55.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so cute'/><title type='text'>Edison Chen</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've seen the Edison Chen pics. Most of it. I've even seen the video hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got a confession to make... I am only interested in pics with Edison's face in it. He is soooo fucking HOT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7206068077603702426?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7206068077603702426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7206068077603702426&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7206068077603702426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7206068077603702426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/edison-chen.html' title='Edison Chen'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2602394696963986373</id><published>2008-02-08T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T04:44:52.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad hair day forever'/><title type='text'>hate my hair hate my hair</title><content type='html'>I really really really hate my hair. It's like I have bad hair day, except that this occurs on a daily basis. I really need a bloody haircut. Or maybe I can just take the whole damn thing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY this year is somewhat different. That old cny feel is there, but less intense? Is it really age?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2602394696963986373?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2602394696963986373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2602394696963986373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2602394696963986373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2602394696963986373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/hate-my-hair-hate-my-hair.html' title='hate my hair hate my hair'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7817033187110522891</id><published>2008-02-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:25:56.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='went to epf today.'/><title type='text'>Lots of agitation</title><content type='html'>I feel so fucking agitated now. Maybe it's because I didn't get enough sleep and had to run around running errands and all. Something went wrong, was stuck in a million jams, bought a dress that doesn't look good anymore at home. Totally bloody pissy. And I really hate it when he calls me when he's drunk and he pretends that he's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days to CNY. Relax. Take a deep breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7817033187110522891?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7817033187110522891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7817033187110522891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7817033187110522891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7817033187110522891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/lots-of-agitation.html' title='Lots of agitation'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4943185527819794016</id><published>2008-02-01T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:03:43.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yes i am'/><title type='text'>I'm good with kids.</title><content type='html'>I got to know this chick from the astro show last week. Yesterday she came to the studio and brought her son with her. Yes, son. She's in the business for at least 10 years already. Anyways her little boy is just so cute. He's really fair and got this hair tail thing. Totally cute! So I tried to kacau him..and I think I'm quite good with kids. Just give them sweets and you can take them anywhere you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a photo of him with my phone camera, so I told him to smile. He didn't smile, but he put up the V sign! I didn't even ask him to do it. Too cute, he looks so blur in the photo ! Love it when he stamped his foot when I wanted to steal his kiddie song VCD... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6Mmi2VlkhI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rt_7ErqByDE/s1600-h/Jusco009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6Mmi2VlkhI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rt_7ErqByDE/s400/Jusco009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162011978040185362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4943185527819794016?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4943185527819794016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4943185527819794016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4943185527819794016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4943185527819794016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-good-with-kids.html' title='I&apos;m good with kids.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6Mmi2VlkhI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rt_7ErqByDE/s72-c/Jusco009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7484229921253156519</id><published>2008-02-01T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:10:42.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanna get webhosting service'/><title type='text'>Want to get webhosting service.</title><content type='html'>I'm actually thinking of getting my own webhosting. There will be more flexibility and I can pretty much do anything I want on the website. As of now I'm hosting this blog with the free blogspot service, although I have my own domain name. I just need to pay aboutRM 250 per year to get a webhosting account and even then I can use those space to create as many websites as I want. Of course, since I'm a newbie I need things to be as simple as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the content migration from blogspot to wordpress won't be too tough. I'm such an idiot when it comes to the Internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7484229921253156519?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7484229921253156519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7484229921253156519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7484229921253156519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7484229921253156519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/want-to-get-webhosting-service.html' title='Want to get webhosting service.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-771444684311865478</id><published>2008-02-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:45:57.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want angpow'/><title type='text'>gongxi gongxi</title><content type='html'>I love Chinese New Year cos that's the season to get lots and lots of angpow! Reunion dinner is great, cos we get to makan damn a lot (yummy hugeass prawns and monk jump over wall) and then the kids will do their lion dance thing with the miniature lion dance head. :) I guess not many family are as close as my family (at least 40 of us for dinner), because last year a chinky magazine came to do a feature on our family for their cny (feb?) issue. Because they had to do it earlier, we had 2 reunion dinners instead.. so two times monk jump over wall and two times hugeass prawns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year no mag, but i heard some internet fellow coming to cover our reunion dinner woh. poor guy, doesn't he have a reunion dinner to attend too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, love chinese new year because of the because of the crazy amount of alcohol we have at home. I usually play bartender during CNY cos I'm known as the alkie at home :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?? Shandy and beer... can swim in it if we fill up the plastic blown up pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6Mh82VlkgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/NDVNbPQPLyg/s1600-h/Jusco013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6Mh82VlkgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/NDVNbPQPLyg/s400/Jusco013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162006927158645250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-771444684311865478?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/771444684311865478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=771444684311865478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/771444684311865478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/771444684311865478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/02/gongxi-gongxi.html' title='gongxi gongxi'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R6Mh82VlkgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/NDVNbPQPLyg/s72-c/Jusco013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5560561364765761145</id><published>2008-01-31T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:10:04.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day gift'/><title type='text'>Valentine's gift worries.</title><content type='html'>Only 2 more weeks before Valentine's day. Those who are single won't have to worry about what to get for their loved ones, but the attached ones need to start cracking their brains if they haven't done it already. Question. What sort of celebration to have? Where to have dinner or drinks? To send red roses or white lilies? And most importantly, what would make an ideal gift for your partner. Honestly, that's the biggest headache I have right now since we don't go out for dinner on the day itself. We've been together for nearly 3 years now, and yet we've never done the whole Valentine's day dinner, wine and red roses thing. So yeah, now I've got to think of what to get for my bf. I can't afford to spend much on him since I'm saving up for another course. That's so sad, considering the amount of money he had and would spend on me... :( Was chatting with a friend online earlier regarding this. He suggested that I get my bf a PDA phone. I know my bf would absolutely love that, but I just can't dish out the few thousand right now. Everything is so expensive these day! I can probably afford only a few hundred bucks. I was thinking for a few hundred bucks I can probably get us for a short beach holiday at Pulau Rawa. Heard that it's an amazing place to just chill out and drink beer. My friend also suggested that I give him personal coupons for massages. That will cost nothing, but... nahhhh I'm not THAT cheap k. I can still afford a few sessions of massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? What to buy? What to buy? Help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/ys4hur" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5560561364765761145?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5560561364765761145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5560561364765761145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5560561364765761145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5560561364765761145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/valentines-gift-worries.html' title='Valentine&apos;s gift worries.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3448962777181109165</id><published>2008-01-31T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:22:32.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balanced lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Holiday mood oredi.</title><content type='html'>I'm oredi in holiday mood. Just completed this project. Rushed like mad okay but finally it's all over! Classes will only resume about 2 weeks after Chinese New Year, so now feel soooo relaxed and free!! Of course, I pinjamed a plastic head and a tripod from my cikgu yesterday to practice during the holiday lah... cannot be lazy, gotta practice practice practice. All the cikgu also say practice makes perfect. I'm actually quite surprised at how serious and rajin I am with this whole course. Well, I am chasing my dream after all. It's a bit late, but at least I'm on the right path. AND IT'S NOT A CHILDHOOD DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the life right now. Work like mad for short periods, then when I'm stressed till I'm about to explode, just go attend classes, and feel everything settling down again. Some people look for high flying career, climbing the corporate ladder bla bla, but I am looking for money and flexibility. A lifestyle balance. And I'm getting there, slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Thank you to the divine one up there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3448962777181109165?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3448962777181109165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3448962777181109165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3448962777181109165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3448962777181109165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/holiday-mood-oredi.html' title='Holiday mood oredi.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2343020872886381742</id><published>2008-01-31T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:09:42.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod touch'/><title type='text'>Yay I got an Ipod Touch!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like I'm the luckiest gf in the world. My bf recently bought me an Ipod Touch for Christmas. He celebrates Christmas, I don't. All I do is just get drunk during Xmas ;) But anyways... I absolutely love the Ipod Touch. Few years ago someone gave me an Ipod Photo. At that time Ipod Photo was the latest release. I was quite proud to own that piece of mp3 player that can be used to view photos. That was then. When I compared it to my Ipod Touch, my goodness, the Ipod Photo is so fat! I think I'll give the old Ipod to my sister hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Touch is so sexy and slim. I don't really listen to music much these days so I use it mostly to surf the net. Yaaaa there's in-built wifi! So cool right! Am worried that I'll scratch it though, am thinking of getting an ipod case for it. But ipod cases are SO expensive! :( I wonder whether I can get my bf to get it for me too... hee hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2343020872886381742?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2343020872886381742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2343020872886381742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2343020872886381742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2343020872886381742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay-i-got-ipod-touch.html' title='Yay I got an Ipod Touch!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-718007438702594744</id><published>2008-01-29T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:25:51.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel like a teenager again'/><title type='text'>Bosco bosco</title><content type='html'>It's funny how sometimes you never noticed something because you never knew it existed, and when you know, suddenly you see it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about? Bosco, of course! At first I thought he's a moronic ugly dude in this Astro on Demand TVB series, War of In Laws 2. After watching 10 episodes or so, suddenly realise that he's oh so cute. Of course, I'm influenced by my sister also who moans and groans everytime he came on screen. And really, what are the chances of me doing touch up (sound so obscene right) for him at the recent Astro WLT Drama Awards 2007? Up close and personal, don't play play hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today when I was in class, they played the &lt;a href="http://www.cassandralim.com/2008/01/i-love-u-bosco.html"&gt;subtheme song of WOIL2&lt;/a&gt;. Best gila okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;a href="http://bosco-wong.com/"&gt;Bosco can be found here&lt;/a&gt;! Go, don't be shy now, go have a look/ read about Bosco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: bf thinks it's ahbeng to watch tvb series...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-718007438702594744?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/718007438702594744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=718007438702594744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/718007438702594744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/718007438702594744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/bosco-bosco.html' title='Bosco bosco'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1622042682977073705</id><published>2008-01-29T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:02:49.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t wait to holiday'/><title type='text'>Air Asia free ticket frenzy.</title><content type='html'>Air Asia is giving out free tickets again. This time around I heard they are giving out about 300,000 tickets for both international and local destinations. So far we've taken advantage of the 'free ticket' promotion twice, once to Bangkok and another time to Phuket. I used to fly Air Asia very often when I had to travel to Terengganu for work. Had to go to Terengganu nearly one every week, and although I have nothing to complain about the aircraft, I'll have to say that the travelling does take its toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Botak called me today and asked whether I wanted to go holiday with her. I agreed almostly instantly as we've never gone anywhere far together, the furthest we've travelled to is Langkawi, and that was nearly 10 years ago. So we've kinda agreed to travel to Hanoi, if there are anymore tickets left. You know la, us Malaysians are damnnn kiasu wan! hahahah Anyways we are hoping to make it an all girls' trip minus the men, so ya, the men can have their FF time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will google Hanoi tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1622042682977073705?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1622042682977073705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1622042682977073705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1622042682977073705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1622042682977073705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/air-asia-free-ticket-frenzy.html' title='Air Asia free ticket frenzy.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8591199196341334016</id><published>2008-01-29T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:09:03.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childbirth gets you loose there?'/><title type='text'>Important markers in your life.</title><content type='html'>The journey to adulthood is marked by important events such as getting into the university of your choice (or not), getting your first job (and your first pay cheque), getting married, and giving birth to your first child. Education has always been a non-issue for me, I have no problem studying for exams although sometimes I really do detest doing assignments. I usually leave it to the very last ninute before I get started. Ya ya I know I'm a lazy bugger. My first job? I worked for my dad, so I can hardly say that it was exciting. The tasks were not difficult cos I'm not stupid, but the most terrible thing is having to deal with people treating you as the 'boss' daughter'. I am not married, but I think I will enjoy the journey. I like the idea of coming home to him every night, and being able to make pretzels every night when we sleep. The scariest of all has to be childbirth. I've heard people say that some women tend to be... looser *there* after giving birth. Like, will we ever enjoy sex anymore? Brrrrrr thinking about it already scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8591199196341334016?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8591199196341334016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8591199196341334016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8591199196341334016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8591199196341334016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/important-markers-in-your-life.html' title='Important markers in your life.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7437155415415751736</id><published>2008-01-29T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:47:11.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war of in laws 2'/><title type='text'>i love u bosco</title><content type='html'>arrggg i love bosco!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04G4j6-XARY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04G4j6-XARY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show ending was a bit disappointing, but sighs... the whole series, all 20 episodes of it also so romantic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Myolie: 這是愛 承諾用心戀愛&lt;br /&gt;注定要和你同步 飛身愛海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosco: 誰人是最愛&lt;br /&gt;全情投入去愛&lt;br /&gt;有你每日也精彩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* M+B: 永遠與你一起 日後都只愛你&lt;br /&gt;永遠的心動每日也令我回味&lt;br /&gt;珍惜就像調味&lt;br /&gt;能維繫便銘記&lt;br /&gt;愛你能教我幸福一世紀&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Baby, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you every day&lt;br /&gt;永遠的心動每日也令我回味&lt;br /&gt;珍惜就像調味&lt;br /&gt;能維繫便銘記&lt;br /&gt;愛你能教我幸福一世紀&lt;br /&gt;感激遇到你 *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myolie: 你是我 唯獨熱戀一個&lt;br /&gt;約定約定以後甜蜜地分享被窩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosco: 誰人極疼我&lt;br /&gt;全情投入愛我&lt;br /&gt;叫我快樂太清楚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7437155415415751736?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7437155415415751736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7437155415415751736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7437155415415751736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7437155415415751736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-u-bosco.html' title='i love u bosco'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3045059602950774283</id><published>2008-01-29T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:39:52.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart or not'/><title type='text'>What's Anwar doing?</title><content type='html'>What is Anwar Ibrahim doing by slowly releasing these videos one by one? Yesterday he just released &lt;a href="http://anwaribrahimblog.com/2008/01/28/vk-lingam-video-part-iii/"&gt;part 3 of the VK Lingam video&lt;/a&gt;. He's trying to delay the election lah. He can only contest somewhen in April, I think. So how? Just make the situation really bad that the government can't call for a election yet until he's legally allowed to contest lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pandai ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3045059602950774283?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3045059602950774283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3045059602950774283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3045059602950774283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3045059602950774283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-anwar-doing.html' title='What&apos;s Anwar doing?'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4439939897608319607</id><published>2008-01-28T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T01:38:22.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some people are just so stupid'/><title type='text'>Idiot from the past.</title><content type='html'>Don't feel too well today. I had a few drinks last night. Been noticing that I suffer from post drinks mood swing for the past few months already. Perhaps it is time to say no to drinks? Although I have been drinking much lesser than usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today someone from the past messaged me online and asked me things that I have tried forgetting and forgotten. Why are some people so insensitive? Why do they lack the social courtesy that is vital in keeping the peace of the society? Are they just stupid or do they have hurtful intentions? I really don't know. I'll like to think that he's just an idiot who doesn't know how to behave or what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really affected by the stuff he brought up that even a huge serving of chocolate baskin robbins did not help. Even being able to do touchup for Bosco, my current TVB idol at the astro drama awards did not help. On a side note, Bosco is really cute and tall and his face is so smooth. No scars. Wonder whether anyone would buy the powder puff that was used on Bosco's face. And if yes, how much would they buy it for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to see my bf yesterday, but he was going to Velvet and I didn't feel like standing around after having done that the whole day. So called some friends up and had a quiet night drinking at a small pub in Taman Tun. Later bf cooked noodles for me. It was the first time, and he refused to let me help. Okay, it was only indomee, but it's really the thought that counts, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up real late today, wasted the whole day, and now I have to complete some work to meet tomorrow's deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt found out about my freelancing stuff, and asked me whether I get EPF contribution. She looked as if I was crazy for quitting my job when I told her there's no EPF contribution. I wanted to tell her I get a much higher rate, but I didn't bother. Am just too tired after that idiot from the past ruined my day. Thanks a lot. I hope your day will be better tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4439939897608319607?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4439939897608319607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4439939897608319607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4439939897608319607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4439939897608319607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/idiot-from-past.html' title='Idiot from the past.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-359447648007289037</id><published>2008-01-22T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:41:52.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain rain go away'/><title type='text'>Look out...</title><content type='html'>I can feel the OCD coming back....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-359447648007289037?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/359447648007289037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=359447648007289037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/359447648007289037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/359447648007289037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/look-out.html' title='Look out...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2305433998617672631</id><published>2008-01-21T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T13:07:05.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss phuket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love phuket'/><title type='text'>Miss those days of camwhoring and pics sharing...</title><content type='html'>Just went through folders and folders of photos on my computer. Really miss those days when I had my multiply account and could upload hundreds of pics everyday. Just for the heck of it I'm gonna put some pics from the recent (or not so recent) trip to Phuket. It'll be nice to go for a short beach holiday before CNY. Maybe somewhere close like Pangkor or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, based on the records of the pics, the Phuket trip was in August, so it's been nearly 5 months ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandanna bought from the beach peddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QffKDjWLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gJXxDb8Ao2c/s1600-h/IMG_1842001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QffKDjWLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gJXxDb8Ao2c/s400/IMG_1842001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782093381720242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought sandwiches from Subway for lunch at the beach. Eating semi naked. So island feel. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzaDjWMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Zf7dikddHeE/s1600-h/IMG_1864001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzaDjWMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Zf7dikddHeE/s400/IMG_1864001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782441274071234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh buried in the sand. We gotta do what we gotta do at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgIaDjWSI/AAAAAAAAAaM/V66mMZqZ-KA/s1600-h/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+135001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgIaDjWSI/AAAAAAAAAaM/V66mMZqZ-KA/s400/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+135001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782802051324194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we not enjoy icy cold beer by the beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzaDjWNI/AAAAAAAAAZk/eOXuCv11kDM/s1600-h/IMG_1878001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzaDjWNI/AAAAAAAAAZk/eOXuCv11kDM/s400/IMG_1878001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782441274071250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stony beach area. Saw some guys there so stopped to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzqDjWPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/KdtHmaeG6WM/s1600-h/IMG_1909001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzqDjWPI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/KdtHmaeG6WM/s400/IMG_1909001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782445569038578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacking the rock up and down. What is he doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5Qfz6DjWQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Fr0IY47_2u4/s1600-h/IMG_1912001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5Qfz6DjWQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Fr0IY47_2u4/s400/IMG_1912001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782449864005890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh tangkap ikan!!! Dunno what ikan la... Look out for a crab in the pail. See it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzqDjWOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KBJt4yW0xcs/s1600-h/IMG_1907001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfzqDjWOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KBJt4yW0xcs/s400/IMG_1907001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782445569038562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the fatty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgIqDjWUI/AAAAAAAAAac/wcS14fGYKoo/s1600-h/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+237001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgIqDjWUI/AAAAAAAAAac/wcS14fGYKoo/s400/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+237001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782806346291522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badly sunburnt. Slather the aloe vera gel on. He used a whole bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgI6DjWVI/AAAAAAAAAak/mL34KfdbUPg/s1600-h/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+238001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgI6DjWVI/AAAAAAAAAak/mL34KfdbUPg/s400/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+238001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782810641258834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a scary pic. It's actually just the rest having a back massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfeqDjWII/AAAAAAAAAY8/VoVv3a3Jaqk/s1600-h/IMG_1705001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfeqDjWII/AAAAAAAAAY8/VoVv3a3Jaqk/s400/IMG_1705001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782084791785602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribal headgear that I bought for 200 baht. Act cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5Qfe6DjWJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/EEytO0IxtdU/s1600-h/IMG_1787001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5Qfe6DjWJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/EEytO0IxtdU/s400/IMG_1787001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782089086752914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pon pon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfeqDjWHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tvjGIFEdYls/s1600-h/IMG_1579001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QfeqDjWHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tvjGIFEdYls/s400/IMG_1579001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782084791785586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rempit rempit rempit rempit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgO6DjWWI/AAAAAAAAAas/RkER-lbmznc/s1600-h/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+383001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgO6DjWWI/AAAAAAAAAas/RkER-lbmznc/s400/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+383001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782913720473954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice chat at the balcony. You were right, I'll always remember that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5Qfe6DjWKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8Jfqiv7Es4A/s1600-h/IMG_1825001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5Qfe6DjWKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8Jfqiv7Es4A/s400/IMG_1825001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782089086752930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ultimate picture!! The Next Malaysian Top Model! Fierce huh lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgIqDjWTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hm6WfP8ZpJ4/s1600-h/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+144001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QgIqDjWTI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hm6WfP8ZpJ4/s400/Phuket+2-6+Aug+2007+144001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157782806346291506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Phuket...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2305433998617672631?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2305433998617672631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2305433998617672631&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2305433998617672631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2305433998617672631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/miss-those-days-of-camwhoring-and-pics.html' title='Miss those days of camwhoring and pics sharing...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R5QffKDjWLI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gJXxDb8Ao2c/s72-c/IMG_1842001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6905568609837181066</id><published>2008-01-21T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:08:41.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borat'/><title type='text'>First shoot!</title><content type='html'>Met a model from Kazakhstan during the Friday shoot. When she told me that she's from Kazakhstan, my first question was "Oh, where Borat is from?" hahahahhahahah According to her, Borat is actually an insult to her country. No one in her country has any idea what language he's speaking because it's not the country's language. She speculated that it may be a mix of Polish and something else. Evidently Borat has performed for the President by the latter's invitation oOOooOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysssssssss it was my first time attending a shoot and it was interesting. It was amazing to see the model transformed from a sweet looking girl to a gorgeous glamorous woman. We cannot doubt the wonders of makeup!!! And modelling is such hard work!! I see her working and I feel so bloody tired from all the poses that she had to hold. Think American Next Top Model times a 1000 times of effort. It's hard earned money, man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this shoot is that I learnt that Kazakhstan is a half Muslim half Christian country. Where is it at? Near China and Russia. See... everyday you learn something new :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shoot I decided that I gotta look pretty too so I went to get a haircut. Look good or not, I guess it is for others to judge but with the shorter do I feel younger and edgier. Wish I could have gotten a more 'artistic' cut because your appearance is how you market yourself and if I want to be a makeup artist I gotta look the part, isn't it? At least I already have my heavy duty makeup train oredi hahahahhahahahahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to bring my bfs dogs to the k9 show in BU this morning, but none of us could wake up so I guess the dogs will have to wait till the next show. Was kinda looking forward to it because it'll be something different that we haven't done together. Kinda sick and tired of drinking and clubbing. Clubbing. Clubbing. Argg!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been procrastinating when it comes to work. Really should start tomorrow. Arranging to meet up with two persons for in depth interviews to find out about the fruits/vege wholesaling business but these ppl are just so busy!! Let's hope I'll get to see them this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6905568609837181066?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6905568609837181066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6905568609837181066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6905568609837181066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6905568609837181066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-shoot.html' title='First shoot!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2793617241911635680</id><published>2008-01-18T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:58:31.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthly affair'/><title type='text'>Period...</title><content type='html'>God I'm so bloody moody!!!! And lazy... Having my period and feel so bloody bloated!! Somemore tomorrow there's a shoot at 9 am!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get a hold on myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2793617241911635680?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2793617241911635680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2793617241911635680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2793617241911635680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2793617241911635680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/period.html' title='Period...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2009768693628516393</id><published>2008-01-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:47:51.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you asked for it'/><title type='text'>Complications of a relationship</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really wonder what's the point of being in a relationship. Don't you think everything's so complicated? Like you think, oh, I don't think he'll like me doing it, so you stop doing it, or you do it much much lesser than usual, and then suddenly you find him doing it and it irritates the shit out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again you were the only one who gave it up willingly, right? So don't go around expecting him to return the favour when he didn't ask for it in the first place. I think this is a perfect situation of 'lor lei chin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2009768693628516393?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2009768693628516393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2009768693628516393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2009768693628516393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2009768693628516393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/complications-of-relationship.html' title='Complications of a relationship'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6404556056142995301</id><published>2008-01-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:08:19.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impossible'/><title type='text'>Strictly platonic relationship.</title><content type='html'>You know how sometimes you see a guy n a girl n they say their rship is strictly platonic even though they behave like they r a couple? Well the truth is it is hard to achieve this opposite sex platonic rship. Two persons of diff sex spending loads of time together will eventually develop feelings for each other. Unless one's a homo. So don't fall for the platonic rship trick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6404556056142995301?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6404556056142995301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6404556056142995301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6404556056142995301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6404556056142995301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/strictly-platonic-relationship.html' title='Strictly platonic relationship.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8510647486521381006</id><published>2008-01-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:09:59.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice date'/><title type='text'>Haven't been to Sunway Pyramid in years!</title><content type='html'>Paktoh with bf last week in Sunway Pyramid. It's been a looongggg loonnggg time since I last went there. The new wing has already been completed, and now Pyramid is one biggg circle of shops. It's nice, tons of independent stores or maybe new ones that I haven't came across. Walked round and round looking for MAC, but couldn't find it. It's listed in the directory... maybe it's just not open yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I bought this mini lava lamp from this cute little store and had it customised with a 'chao chai mao', a cat figure that's supposed to bring money luck. It's now on his office table :) Been a looonngg time since I did something cutesy for no reason. I like my life now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o1YKDjWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tuZdcD4SiSA/s1600-h/Cass026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o1YKDjWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tuZdcD4SiSA/s400/Cass026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154991412611340338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway Pyramid's going for the high class positioning now. I remember this old dark spot in the middle near the skating rink, and now its sooo bright, sooo new and there's even a pianist there! See!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o18KDjWEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pnqT5LeRLT4/s1600-h/Cass029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o18KDjWEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pnqT5LeRLT4/s400/Cass029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154992031086630978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh then we went to makan in Tony Roma's. It's our first time there, and I must say I quite like the food there. Tasty food. BTW that's the way I describe food that I can't say it's delicious, so I say it's tasty. Tasty, as in a lot of taste. LOL This is an appetizer called Kickin' Shrimps. Yummilicious. Must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o3IKDjWFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/F3EDF030maQ/s1600-h/Cass031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o3IKDjWFI/AAAAAAAAAYk/F3EDF030maQ/s400/Cass031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154993336756688978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were so stuffed when we went to TGV to catch Enchanted. I love that movie, so fairytaley. :) I like the contrast in between the two worlds and how the characters learn about moderation from each other's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great night. Lovely date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8510647486521381006?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8510647486521381006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8510647486521381006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8510647486521381006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8510647486521381006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/havent-been-to-sunway-pyramid-in-years.html' title='Haven&apos;t been to Sunway Pyramid in years!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R4o1YKDjWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tuZdcD4SiSA/s72-c/Cass026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5860158165884354559</id><published>2008-01-13T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:08:19.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save money okay'/><title type='text'>Need to save up!</title><content type='html'>Edward is back. We had the craziest drinking cum karaoke session last Friday that I had to spend the entire Saturday night recuperating at home. What to do, this is definitely a sign of aging. My liver must be crying out for help now, begging me "Please stop the binge drinking... please do stop". And the thirst from the dehydration in the morning! Man.... I have this bad habit of downing a can of icy cold Coke in the morning since my bf's fridge is stocked up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from all those health reasons, let's not forget the amount of money spent during those 'fun' night out drinking. Last Friday's damage was approximately RM 250, and that is just ONE night of 'fun'. Multiply that with 4 (one night of crazy drinking per week), the damage would have been RM1000. Enough money for me to buy tons of makeups. Enough money for me to buy lots of clothes for Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover I am not working full time right now. Really ought to start being more 'kiamsiap'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5860158165884354559?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5860158165884354559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5860158165884354559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5860158165884354559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5860158165884354559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/need-to-save-up.html' title='Need to save up!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-170292175284696783</id><published>2008-01-11T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T09:08:19.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terengganu'/><title type='text'>After a big round...</title><content type='html'>Terengganu and I will never truly be separated. Perhaps it is for the best, because I love Terengganu too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-170292175284696783?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/170292175284696783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=170292175284696783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/170292175284696783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/170292175284696783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-big-round.html' title='After a big round...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6851853658482978882</id><published>2008-01-11T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:42:45.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair extensions'/><title type='text'>My hair is lovely again!</title><content type='html'>Removed the hair extensions that I got from the recent trip to Guangzhou. Oh my hair is such a mess now, but it sure feels good to be able to run my fingers through my hair. Even my bf says 'now don't have those round round stuff in your hair anymore'. Not easy to remove the hair extensions though. I had to heat the glue up with the curling iron, and then separate the extensions from my real hair. At this point there would still be glue on my real hair and my hair would still be clumpy. So since I am so smart, I got all innovative and decided to put body oil on my hair. Then I heat up the glue again with the curling iron. Comb through and voila!! I am so bloody smart!!! hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna get hair extension again? Maybe, but only if I want to lengthen my hair. I only added the hair extension this time to highlight. Really cheap in China. About RM 1 per strand, I added about 50 strands. In Malaysia, I heard that one strand costs like RM 10. Crazy huh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok going to epf to find out how to withdraw money from account 2. no money after buying house la... so have to take money from account 2 now. sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-6851853658482978882?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/6851853658482978882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=6851853658482978882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6851853658482978882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/6851853658482978882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-hair-is-lovely-again.html' title='My hair is lovely again!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4489829915288820677</id><published>2008-01-10T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T05:31:22.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elimination of middleperson'/><title type='text'>Rising crime rate in Malaysia.</title><content type='html'>Pak Lah is concerned about the &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/1/9/nation/19953952&amp;amp;sec=nation&amp;amp;focus=1"&gt;rising crime rate in Malaysia&lt;/a&gt; wor. So today got directive to all tenants/ building owners at high crime area to install CCTV. They cannot say no to installing it. And the best part is this, 'the public plays a role in crime prevention' too and therefore building owners / tenants have to foot the bill for the installation of CCTVs. The CCTVs will be linked to the nearest police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I see, the CCTV needs to be linked to the closest police station, and let me guess, they need 'experts' in that area and due to security reasons, CCTV installations can only be done by certain 'approved companies'. See the link now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flow of cash is not even going through the government now. Direct from public to crony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not surprised?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4489829915288820677?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4489829915288820677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4489829915288820677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4489829915288820677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4489829915288820677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/rising-crime-rate-in-malaysia.html' title='Rising crime rate in Malaysia.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2758052528040401913</id><published>2008-01-08T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:07:49.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever sad'/><title type='text'>I want my diamonds back.</title><content type='html'>:( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to express my feelings right now. Few weeks ago I brought out my 2 diamond pendants (21st birthday presents from my parents), put them into a pouch, tie up the pouch and put them into a zipped pocket in my bag. I wanted to get a necklace that would fit those two pendants. I didn't manage to go to any jewelry shop but totally forgot about the pendants in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly thought about it this morning, so I opened the zipped up pocket in my bag. Took out the pouch, but my diamonds not there anymore!!!!! But the best part is I never opened the zipped up pocket, but my diamonds went missing, yet the pouch is still there. Where the hell did it go to? Someone must have taken it because the pouch was there, and the strings undone. I remember very clearly that I tied the strings up... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not so much of the monetary value that is killing me. Okay, that is definitely painful, but they were my 21st birthday present. :( Even if I get the same pendants back, it will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( I'm so forgetful it's not funny at all. Please God let me find it again and I'll never be forgetful again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2758052528040401913?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2758052528040401913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2758052528040401913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2758052528040401913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2758052528040401913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-my-diamonds-back.html' title='I want my diamonds back.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4925820855307620176</id><published>2008-01-07T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T03:18:36.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh i love you ruth'/><title type='text'>Clean up after yourselves.</title><content type='html'>:( the videos i embedded can no longer be viewed on my site. i think it probably has something to do with google ads being on youtube so they want to you visit their site to increase the impressions and clicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, dad 'warned' us today that we should try to clear up after ourselves and make less of a mess cos apparently the helper wants to go back to where she came from and my mom loves her and can't live without her. so my dad wants to ronda our rooms to check whether we've made a mess or not. so funny, kinda reminds me of those days when we were young. oklah, have to cooperate la because dad says we are not entitled to anymore helper privilege because my babysister is already 18 this year. think the cut off point is 15 years old. but really i think if she (the helper) insist on going back, i'm sure dad will find ways to get another helper la.. he won't torture his  daughters or let his wife suffer anymore... ;) even if we end up without any helper, not like we'll die la, because we've all done our share before... but sure our faces damn masam wan hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she really is good, and fast. one of my ex bf's family was damn afraid of their helper. they wouldn't invite ppl to their house because the helper didn't like it. at that time i thought it was really wussy of them to let their balls be squeezed by the helper, but now i kinda understand it. i mean, so what if cannot have ppl in our house, better than having to do housework forever and ever, right? right? right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4925820855307620176?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4925820855307620176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4925820855307620176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4925820855307620176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4925820855307620176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/clean-up-after-yourselves.html' title='Clean up after yourselves.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-628683477914264532</id><published>2008-01-06T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T12:47:55.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war of in laws 2'/><title type='text'>Damn hilarious!!!</title><content type='html'>Not really a tv sort of person, but find myself watching quite a bit of TVB these days. It's the damn Astro on Demand!!! First it was that 60 episode long series 'The Drive of Life'. That's when I fell in love with Wah Chan Pong. Ok that's his character name in that show and for the life of me I can't recall his real name now. Guess I don't love him that much huh. Got to know Chermaine Sheh from that series as well. She is one gorgeous chick and their chemistry on screen was AMAZING! Basically they had a love hate rship at first, and then later they got married and eventually were separated then together again then not. Blah. So tension. But Wah Chan Pong got really kesian face la. It hurt me to see him like that so even though Chermaine Sheh is a bitch I still hoped that they would get back together la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were crazy days... it was my bf who subscribed to that series, so when I couldn't watch it at his place I'd searched all over the Internet hoping that some kind fella actually recorded it and post it online. Shy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my dad subscribed to this new series called  War of In Laws 2. Or something like that lah. It's FUCKING hilarious!! There was this crazy madass scene when Myolie Wu and Bosco (what sort of name is Bosco anyways) had this encounter with a Rottweiller and being terrified of dogs, both of them came up with all sort of funky to chase the dog away. That scene is so funny that EVERYONE in the world should see it... it's hilarious... thinking about it makes me laugh out loud everytime.. I saw that scene 3 times already and I still laugh like mad. BTW, I read somewhere that Myolie and Bosco are dating IRL. Oh nooo why?? Bosco is so duh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways here' s a trailer of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTr1Ug7P8og&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qTr1Ug7P8og&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah Chan Pong's real name is Raymond Lam. How could I have forgotten?? He's so cute.. here's the song he sang that was featured in The Drive of Life as well.. Yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qEJDthAIWHU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qEJDthAIWHU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit la, I'm in love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-628683477914264532?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/628683477914264532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=628683477914264532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/628683477914264532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/628683477914264532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn-hilarious.html' title='Damn hilarious!!!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1400523785503958010</id><published>2008-01-04T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T06:05:41.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007 review'/><title type='text'>Ahhh the year that is 2007.</title><content type='html'>Dunno, 2007 came and went just like that, and now it's already the 3rd day of 2008. I don't usually fancy doing the yearly review that everyone does, but I saw this one done by &lt;a href="http://polytikus.com/2007/12/31/my-2007/"&gt;Polytikus&lt;/a&gt; and I really liked it, so yah this year's gonna be the first time I'm doing this yearly review thing. Hope she doesn't mind ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my first property&lt;br /&gt;Braved myself for the world of freelancing&lt;br /&gt;Enrolled myself for a professional makeup course&lt;br /&gt;Spent more quality time with family&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt how to play pool better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise&lt;br /&gt;Detox program&lt;br /&gt;Sleep and wake up earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Undone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour relationship with helper&lt;br /&gt;Certain confusion with the bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entered a pool competition with a bunch of people and we got first place&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Established the right mix of priorities in life.&lt;br /&gt;Realising that having many people around you doesn't mean that you are less lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To-be done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More time with family and friends&lt;br /&gt;Drink less.&lt;br /&gt;Meet more media people&lt;br /&gt;More me time&lt;br /&gt;House renovation&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notable events of 2007 …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been a pretty uneventful year until September, but I've covered pretty much everything above. Oh, China trip with the entire family + gonggong and popo. Lovely. Somehow everything seems better now. Everything seems more meaningful. A good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated mom's birthday today. Had dinner then the rest of the Lim clan came over. I think she really liked her presents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1400523785503958010?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1400523785503958010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1400523785503958010&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1400523785503958010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1400523785503958010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhh-year-that-is-2007.html' title='Ahhh the year that is 2007.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7875842980666697721</id><published>2008-01-01T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T07:54:31.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fengtau'/><title type='text'>And another year has started!</title><content type='html'>Happy new year! May this be a peaceful year filled with joy and happiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NY resolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R3mBCqDjV5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/DtJQEgdPCJg/s1600-h/ny2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R3mBCqDjV5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/DtJQEgdPCJg/s400/ny2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150289531523782546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7875842980666697721?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7875842980666697721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7875842980666697721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7875842980666697721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7875842980666697721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-another-year-has-started.html' title='And another year has started!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/R3mBCqDjV5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/DtJQEgdPCJg/s72-c/ny2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2168382009989760025</id><published>2007-12-05T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:00:37.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap girls at mardi gras'/><title type='text'>Girls at Mardi Gras.</title><content type='html'>Don't know why but don't seem to have much time to do things these days. Just running around like a mad dog and suddenly 24 hours gone by just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool team is in the semi finals today. Will be there today but won't be around in the finals (if and when we get in). Will be going to Guangzhou tomorrow for a week. Can't wait to shop shop shop. Don't expect much from the food though, Cantonese food aren't really that great. Sweet, if I haven't mistaken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was at Mardi Gras, this club wannabe in One Utama. I like One Utama very much but don't know why they want to ruin the place with a crap cheap place like Mardi Gras. The deco is really shit. Anyways it was someone's birthday, and there's always these Bacardi girls going around trying to sell drinks in test tubes. 1. Ever wondered how 'clean' the test tubes are? Do those girls really clean it properly before reusing them? 2. 1 lame test tube shot for RM 15, noooo I don't think so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Bacardi girl came, and tried to sell her drinks to us. This guy, 'Datuk Ivy' told her that if she kisses one of his friends, he would buy 10 tubes. And the girl did!! I couldn't believe it, but the girl really did kiss the guy to sell merely 10 bloody tubes, aka RM 150. Okay at that point in time I really didn't know what to think. On one hand I think she's just trying to earn a living so it's forgivable, but then after a while you think about it, how cheap can you get to sell yourself (or your kiss) for some bloody sales. What if she got herpes from the guy she just kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kiss Datuk Ivy told her that she better not come back to our table later because if she did it wouldn't be just a kiss that he would request for. (think a kiss down under) AND THAT STUPID/CHEAP/NAIVE/HORNY chick did. I think she enjoys the thrill man.... But what I really think is this, extreme materialism for the Gucci bags and lack of religious upbringing. That's what I think. I felt sorry for her because later on the guys complained that she is not hot and Datuk Ivy should have 'teased' a hotter girl, they called her cheap even though the guys were the ones who initiated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2168382009989760025?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2168382009989760025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2168382009989760025&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2168382009989760025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2168382009989760025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/12/girls-at-mardi-gras.html' title='Girls at Mardi Gras.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5701184412381500034</id><published>2007-11-30T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:13:56.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>In a hurry.</title><content type='html'>The tighter you grip, the faster the sand will seep through your fingers. Slowly slowly catch the monkey. All will be yours in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5701184412381500034?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5701184412381500034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5701184412381500034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5701184412381500034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5701184412381500034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-hurry.html' title='In a hurry.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5238273694306471203</id><published>2007-11-28T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:06:50.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Inanimate fickleness.</title><content type='html'>oh woe is me. crooked straight crooked straight. oh don't torture anymore my beloved snooker cue that has been with me for the past 8 years!! Please stay straight tonight because we are in the quarter finals. Just 3 more games before kaching kaching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5238273694306471203?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5238273694306471203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5238273694306471203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5238273694306471203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5238273694306471203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/inanimate-fickleness.html' title='Inanimate fickleness.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-526327444997210979</id><published>2007-11-26T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:29:46.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles do happen'/><title type='text'>I love my cue!!!!</title><content type='html'>Miracles do happen after all. Last Tuesday I found out that the top part of my cue is bent :( I made lots of noise, going around asking people to fix it for me but was told that it's not easy to fix a bent cue. I've been training with that cue for a few months so it would be really crappy if I had to play with a different cue during tournaments, or lagi teruk, if I had to use a house cue. I was contemplating real hard whether to use a house cue or just use my senyek cue. The house cue head is thicker than my senyek cue, my senyek cue is of course senyek, and I just don't feel comfortable playing with other ppl's cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday during training I took my cue stick out and rolled it on the table hoping that it somehow has returned to its straight state. Ya right, as if.. I tried my luck by bending it with my bare hands right before I took a shot. Then I saw MS. Of course, I did my whining and complaining to him about my crooked cue. I told him, wait you see me roll it on the table. Then I rolled it on the table AND THE CUE IS SO STRAIGHT!! MS was like, what, where got crooked. He also said its a good quality cue, so today play also a bit more confident la hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I lucky or am I lucky that when I tried to bend the cue back it is at the direction that it should be bent back? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, miracles do happen because my ladies singles tournament is TODAY and I'm playing against this big boned chick who wears a glove on her left hand when she plays. Oh such is my luck. I am not greedy, I just want to be the top 4 and get RM 800. If can get RM 2k then even better lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta go get ready soon. :) MS said if I win he'll buy drinks to celebrate and if I lose he will buy drinks to drown my sorrows. I win either way. ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-526327444997210979?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/526327444997210979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=526327444997210979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/526327444997210979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/526327444997210979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-my-cue.html' title='I love my cue!!!!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3015655444132075121</id><published>2007-11-26T07:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:07:28.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ya right'/><title type='text'>Forgive, forget</title><content type='html'>Mom has been asking me whether I'll be joining the family trip to Shenzhen and Guangzhou. I really do want to go cos I've been dying to go to Guangzhou since forever... but I also know that this sub-human of a person is going as well. Like, why can't she go with her own family? Must she always be leeching? I think Mom knows that I can't stand being near her. Over dinner she told me I shouldn't be holding grudges. I've thought about this over the weekend and the truth is, I really want to go to have some quality time with my family. It's not often that we get to go on a trip together. I guess I may go if I do not have to sleep in the same room with her. Other times I can just pretend she doesn't exist. Okay that may not be so easy since it's a private tour ie no one else but us. Maybe she can go for the fucking plastic surgery so that I don't have to look at her face. She's gotta fund it herself, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it why can't she just go with her family!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3015655444132075121?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3015655444132075121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3015655444132075121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3015655444132075121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3015655444132075121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/forgive-forget.html' title='Forgive, forget'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1005034200846018209</id><published>2007-11-26T07:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:07:05.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uh oh bad news for you'/><title type='text'>Funny nose job</title><content type='html'>I finally saw her newly constructed nose. Hahahahahhahaha it looks so bloody weird man! I don't remember what her old nose looked like anymore, but I can only imagine and it probably looked better than what it is now. Isn't it sad to pay for a nose job only to have people think that your old nose look better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, few weeks ago I read this book about how this chick hated her flat chest and went to do a boob job financed by a bank loan. She suffered lots of physical pain after the surgery but when her wounds healed, she went on a flirting and seducing spree to boost her confidence. Later her implants failed her (they exploded, okay not exploded maybe just leaked) and she had to remove her implants to get new ones. Oh, she had to get another loan to change her implants too. Ouch. That's a lot of pain, money and risk for nice breasts isn't it? Anyways she couldn't feel her nipples even when one of her conquests pinched it. I guess plastic surgery is not for the everyone huh. (like those who are not rich, those who are afraid of pain)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1005034200846018209?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1005034200846018209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1005034200846018209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1005034200846018209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1005034200846018209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/funny-nose-job.html' title='Funny nose job'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3293492152905074375</id><published>2007-11-26T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T05:41:16.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i say a little prayer for you'/><title type='text'>Second piece of domino</title><content type='html'>Today is a very sad day for Malaysians. I feel especially sad when I see my fellow Indian brothers and sisters out there &lt;a href="http://harismibrahim.wordpress.com/2007/11/25/an-observation-of-the-hindraf-rally/"&gt;fighting for freedom to voice out their opinions&lt;/a&gt; but instead were greeted with violence and rigidity. It was supposed to be a peaceful gathering after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared. Will we one day experience what my parents did in 1969? Mom said she was so scared holding a parang guarding the front door. Will anyone of us need to be in that position of fear again in 2007 or even 2008? Will there be more rallies in the near future? What will be the government's next move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who were arrested, to those who were dragged around and abused, I feel for you. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3293492152905074375?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3293492152905074375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3293492152905074375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3293492152905074375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3293492152905074375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/second-piece-of-domino.html' title='Second piece of domino'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-933378484206991155</id><published>2007-11-25T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:06:38.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are teenagers'/><title type='text'>When I was young..</title><content type='html'>A trip to Berjaya Time Square at Jalan Imbi reminded me of how unfashionable we were as teenagers. I remember wearing really gross fluorescent yellow t shirt from this sports brand called 'Forest' tucked into a pair of high waisted carrot cut jeans + belt. I think I was 14 at that time. Of course, being young and confident I thought I looked damn 'yaoyeng' at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical of teenagers, the kids at Berjaya Time Square dressed in bright colourful clothes in true Harajuku style. They wore mismatched knee length socks in polkadots on one leg and striped ones on the other. On their feet they wore brightly coloured sandals. And they sure are liberal with body piercing these days. They have the same rocker chick blue black hairstyle. It's this messy look with fluffy hair at the top and thinning ends... I wonder whether they will be embarrassed of their dressing when they are older and looking at pics from their younger days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok better hide the pics from my teenage years... bet my kids will laugh their asses off if they catch hold of them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-933378484206991155?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/933378484206991155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=933378484206991155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/933378484206991155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/933378484206991155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-i-was-young.html' title='When I was young..'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1160484920216218424</id><published>2007-11-22T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:05:51.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse you!</title><content type='html'>I am so bloody angry!!! I don't understand just why every bloody year I have to compete with those bloody idiots for his time. And the best part is he just asked me to go out with them. Like, why the hell would I want to spend time with people whom I don't even like? Sure, I'm stereotyping all of them, but who the hell cares because I don't! Every bloody year this happens. Do I even matter to him? Should I even plan anything? I'm so bloody pissed off. I have the right mind to format all their harddisks. Or maybe I could hide shrimps into their curtain railing so that they'll rot and stink up their houses. Or I could pour hair bleach into their shampoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry!!!!!!! I think there's a curse. It's like this every year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1160484920216218424?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1160484920216218424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1160484920216218424&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1160484920216218424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1160484920216218424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/curse-you.html' title='Curse you!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7002928274508557065</id><published>2007-11-22T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:06:10.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my cute  button nose'/><title type='text'>Cute little button nose</title><content type='html'>My sifu gave me a natural look makeover few days back. Just one colour for the eyes to make them 'pop' and light cheek colours. But the thing sifu did that made the difference was that she contoured my nose with brown shadow and highlighter to make it look taller. I don't know why I've never done that before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that a lot of girls love to have defined high nose which is deemed as beautiful nose in the Asian society. In fact, many even go to the extent of going for a nose job. It's not really everybody's cup of tea, but for now I'll forgo the pain and the permanency and just stick to using makeup products to make my nose look taller. It's not that tough to put on some makeup every other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm not saying that I hate my nose lah. I got cute button nose. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7002928274508557065?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7002928274508557065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7002928274508557065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7002928274508557065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7002928274508557065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/cute-little-button-nose.html' title='Cute little button nose'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7087934565654058559</id><published>2007-11-21T06:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T06:18:52.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white lies'/><title type='text'>Are white lies okay?</title><content type='html'>One teammate made it for the mens singles, but another didn't. :( too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out today by coincidence that a close friend told me a little white lie. I know she's trying to protect my feelings, but it was still painful to know that she fibbed to me. Ok got it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/forget&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7087934565654058559?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7087934565654058559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7087934565654058559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7087934565654058559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7087934565654058559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-white-lies-okay.html' title='Are white lies okay?'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-1985423778348877468</id><published>2007-11-19T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:23:17.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>Bloody slut.</title><content type='html'>No matter how determined you are at keeping life simple and sweet, there are times when your emotions completely take over any logical reasoning that you have, and you end up feeling like one huge mess of an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all adult and we know what we are doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop making your own conclusions, assumptions, and just concentrate on getting well because you bloody have to play pool this saturday!!!! As for dealing with it, you know you can do it. You're perfectly capable of returning the favour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-1985423778348877468?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/1985423778348877468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=1985423778348877468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1985423778348877468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/1985423778348877468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/bloody-slut.html' title='Bloody slut.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4730091154101882409</id><published>2007-11-19T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T02:40:57.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my new nokia 2630'/><title type='text'>Finally got a nokia 2630.</title><content type='html'>I finally bought the &lt;a href="http://www.gsmarena.com/nokia_2630-1973.php"&gt;nokia 2630&lt;/a&gt; after my bf's 139339993th complaints about how he can't hear me properly on the phone. Cheap cheap, only RM 430 for original set. It's a very basic phone, because I just don't know which phone to get but I want to get something TODAY to stop him from complaining anymore... There are just so many phones out there. At first I wanted to the the nokia E series because then I can get wifi and get online anywhere anytime, but couldn't make up my mind on which one to get. So screw it, just get a simple one this time, and the next time will be a super canggih phone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nokia 2630 is nice. Very slim. Only crappy part is that it has only a VGA camera (my panasonic v2's camera is 1.3mp), but that's okay for now. I don't really use my phone to take pics anyway. My sister said she will glam up my panasonic flipphone with swarovski crystals. Can just get another simcard and use that too! Yay I love my panasonic forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sick. The ladies singles tournament is this Saturday. I NEED to get well soon. Can't think properly when my nose is all screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: with bluetooth now i can get all the happening mp3 ringtones.. woot!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4730091154101882409?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4730091154101882409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4730091154101882409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4730091154101882409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4730091154101882409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-got-nokia-2630.html' title='Finally got a nokia 2630.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-6543934123902942268</id><published>2007-11-17T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T05:02:40.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastric pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good girlfriends'/><title type='text'>Do we need girlfriends?</title><content type='html'>it was really good to catchup with gaytry and anna whom i haven't seen for at least 3 months. anna wanted to go to j&amp;amp;r but gaytry didn't want to have sausage for dinner so we makan at this ceylonese place right next to it. i like that place. its not too pricey and despite my blocked nose i still enjoyed my food a lot. the menu was not easily understandable tho, so we had to get the waitress to give her recommendations. i really like that spicy crab soup. spicy hot, but also spicy in variety and amount of spiced used. its a really decent place but a bit quiet and not quite cosy enough so we moved next door for drinks. anna is now a wine snob so we had 2 bottles of white wine between the 3 of us and another girl who decided to join us at the v. last minute. after she left it was better because then we could resume bitching and doing our usual gossiping and wishful thinkings and talk about old schoolmates. and we did a lot. gaytry had to wakeup at 6 for work, so at about 1 am she drove home in her notorious blue car. her mom called her half an hour earlier wondering why the hell isn't she at home. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way out teased some kwailous who are drunk with wine too. offered them cab services in my sisters cute silver myvi. that reminds me i need to put some petrol back into that tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna wanted to go for second round so we went to plaza ttdi. thought we could catchup bit more over drinks, but this dude came to join us, and we couldn't even really talk. i'm quite impressed with anna tho. she didn't look pissed at all and she was actually quite good with ppl. in my mind my anna is always the one dissing ppl off. anyways the dude owns the place (according to kenny he signs the chq) and i made her 'pretend' that she's not really married even though the guys know that she is. it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly i felt weird gastric pain so kenny gave me some crackers. at first he said got cheese, but then he only gave the crackers. anyways after 2 drinks we decided to make a move. when i reached her mom's place the gastric pain is already gone. must be the damn white wine la. acidic gila babi. when we were in the car anna pulled out two packs of crackers that she stole from the guys because they didn't buy us drinks although they bloody run the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to have another ciggie before i leave and so we sat outside of her door smoking and talking bullshit for maybe 10 mins then we walked to my sisters cute silver car when i suddenly felt like having another ciggie so we sat right at the neighbours doorstep where my car is parked at and chatted for another 15 mins. it was really good to catchup. i didn't realise how bored with life i've become till i enjoyed the companies of those who won't judge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were genuinely happy for me and the choices i have made recently. i am very happy too. keep life simple and sweet. how true. this is precisely how i'm gonna live now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s:- sick like a dog. nose leaking sore throat major headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6872492972950141671.post-8199059209765079244</id><published>2007-11-12T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T06:59:19.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuantan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><title type='text'>Interesting Kuantan.</title><content type='html'>I is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kuantan trip was a peaceful and relaxing one, spent with my beloved. It was my fourth trip to Kuantan. First two times was spent lazing in the sun at Swiss Garden Resort at Pantai Beserah, and third time was when I had to give some work related talk at Hotel Vistana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting things in Kuantan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk walk at this pasar malam that is probably only 100 meters long. It was kinda like a Ramadan bazaar, with lots of food and drinks offered. I didn't find anything that I cannot get in a pasar malam in KL, but I did try the ayam percik stick. Only RM 1 per stick. I chose two sticks from the bottom of the ayam percik stack because there were at least 100 flies hovering around it. I was hoping that the ones at the bottom are still relatively clean. I ate the two sticks of ayam percik was I was driving to Kuantan town and it was a really messy affair, me, the ayam percik sticks, tons of tissue, and maneuvering the steering wheel. Oh, I also bought this coconut jelly from this one old makcik. It reminded me of the ones I could only find at the Thursday flea market at Plaza Sunrise. I bought two (RM 2 for 2 small tubs), and kept them in the hotel fridge so that we could enjoy them later. We did, but it was not enjoyable. Too soft and too yucky. Bad buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had dinner with a bunch of people in this chinese tai chao restaurant which is somewhere in between Beserah and Kuantan town. We had this ginseng chinese herb chicken soup thing, this pork in yam ring dish, prawn cooked in my mom's style (mom's better), some boring vege and something else that I cannot remember at the moment. It was a nice tasty dinner. It was only RM 85 for 5 dishes, 2 drinks and a big bottle of beer. Cheap. I needed to pee, so off I went to the loo. On the way back to the table, I stopped by the counter and bought a pack of cigarette. Suddenly it hit me that those at the table might think that I'm settling the bill. Whatever. I walked back, had a cigarette, and when another guy asked for the bill, the aunty-captain-waitress claimed that I have already settled it. See, I'm psychic. Anyhow, luckily I'm an honest person, and I said I only went to buy ciggies. So too bad, the guy had to get the bill. His turn to belanja ma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's this shopping mall smacked right in the middle of Kuantan town. I think it's called Berjaya Megamall. The building is green, but has crackline motives all over the building. It looks so bloody weird. My bf thinks that it was probably cracklines, but Berjaya decided to just make the whole building uniform. Make sense also what. I think that may be the most happening place to shop in Kuantan, they even got KFC, McDonalds and Pizza Hut. Ok I'm being nasty. Truth is, the place really does give you the kampung feel. The place is huge, but I feel that it's even worse than Atria in DJ. There's a GSC there, and you can bring outside food into the cinemas! Cool or what. My guess is, not everyone can afford GSC priced popcorns and fizzies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a walk at Teluk Cempedak at night. We parked right outside of Hyatt, and walked through the resort to get to the beach. Sand was rough(?) and it was very dark. I think both the state and federal government have done a very bad job at developing beaches for tourism. Hell with tourism, why can't they just develop it for their own people's R&amp;amp;R? We have such a long coastline = lots of potential, yet we have nothing to show. Look at Phuket. Massive crowds at the beach, and tons of local vendors carting food, drinks, souvenirs etc to be sold to the suntanning tourists. Why haven't anyone done that in Malaysia? I didn't like to pay to use the deck chairs in Phuket, but it's a legal exchange of money for services/goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched 2 dvds back to back on laptop with bf. We saw this hongkie movie and another one by M Night Shyamalan(?) called Lady Under the Water. Or maybe it was called Lady from the Water. We hardly ever watch dvd when we are in KL. Anyways, both the movies were good. M Night is very good at building up the story line. Then we walap the nasi lemak + sambal sotong + telor goreng that I tarpaoed from a coffee shop. Yummy. It was really really pedas, and not too sweet. Okay I forgot that I also had two pairs of chicken wings. There's this really funny thing about ordering chicken wings. I can't explain it in English. It has to be done in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's this place called Kemaman Kopitiam that's supposed to be a place to sight celebrities, politicians, VIP. It's funny that our local 'tourguide' told us that this is a famous place for Pahang coffee, when Kemaman is really in Terengganu. It turned out that there is a Kemaman Kopitiam in Kemaman, and this is another chain of branches owned by the sister of the original chain owner of the original Kemaman Kopitiam. Whatever. I quite like the place, it has a clean feel to it. It's kinda like a high class mamak, brightly lit with the right type of lighting, definitely no fluorescent lighting here. The coffee was nice and strong, I had the kopi ais that the 'guide' recommended, and I quite liked it. RM 4.90, and it came in a disposable plastic cup that can be sealed (like those taiwanese bubble tea). I didn't spot any celebrities, vips or politicians, but there were a lot of photos displayed. I only recognised our DPM, DS Najib. Oh I forgot they got free wifi here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Searched for a quiet bar to start off the night. This was on a Friday night. The first one we went to had 0 people aside from those working there. About 50 meters away was this pub. Opened the door and there was really loud music, but it was so dark we couldn't see anything at all. And they played dangdut music. We concluded it must be some place for dangdut orgy parties and decided to just go straight to Swing, supposedly the best club in Kuantan. It was just after 10 pm, and although relatively empty still, the place looked okay and more importantly, it looked decent. The band was just starting and they were good. Plus they sang my request for Mungkin Nanti because I said I was leaving very soon. Doesn't matter that I stayed on 2 hours after that. The dj played pretty hip music too. It was a mostly Malay crowd at Swing, maybe 90%. Where are the Chinese? Are they at home studying for SPM or what. That reminds me, it's kinda funny to see guys shuffling to R&amp;amp;B and hiphop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had the most awesome 'lor' pig intestines. It was super yummy, and super bloody cheap. RM 3 for a bloody huge portion that my bf and I couldn't even finish. The chicken rice was okay. We also ordered this... pork balls in curry soup, as in those in curry mee. My god it was bloody fantastic. Pedas enough, and the right amount of santan. I even tarpaoed two packets for my sisters who are forever asking for food... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this thing about going to restaurants with lots of people with the theory that so many people can't be wrong, right. Anyways, I was driving around looking for a place to have my dinner, and I saw one with lots and people, so I parked my car. It turned out to be the same place that I ate at the last time I was in Kuantan for work (alone). I employed the same method of finding a place to eat too, the last time that I was there. Love driving around exploring new places. They even have the extra peppery pork stomach soup that I love. Ahhh life!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Kuantan was nice, except for the fact that I got lost getting into town, and got lost trying to get onto the highway. They really do need help with the signboards. Desperate help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice and peaceful now, just the way I like it. Classes starting this week. Can't wait. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8199059209765079244?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8199059209765079244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8199059209765079244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8199059209765079244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8199059209765079244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/interesting-kuantan.html' title='Interesting Kuantan.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-8898134371616566010</id><published>2007-11-01T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T05:34:31.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuantan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an adult thing to do'/><title type='text'>Packing for Kuantan</title><content type='html'>I'm packing up for a few days away to Kuantan. Somehow the act of decanting your toiletries into travel size containers seem like a very adult thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, packing about 90% done, just need to paint my toenails. I wonder what's nice to makan in Kuantan. It should be monsoon season at the east coast, but will cross my fingers that it will be sunny the few days I'm there. Surely it can't rain everyday, right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-8898134371616566010?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/8898134371616566010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=8898134371616566010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8898134371616566010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/8898134371616566010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/11/packing-for-kuantan.html' title='Packing for Kuantan'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-9158532293044473298</id><published>2007-10-31T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:51:05.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poker tournament in Genting'/><title type='text'>Genting Poker Challenge in December 2007.</title><content type='html'>Here is a quick note for those gamblers who are interested to participate in a local poker tournament. Presenting to you... the very first Genting Poker Challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genting Poker Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 7 - 9 December 2007&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8.00pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Casino De Genting&lt;br /&gt;Prize money: RM 50,000&lt;br /&gt;Entry fee: 1 (one) Genting Point&lt;br /&gt;Members Card Type: Green and Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genting Premier Poker Tournament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 14 - 16 December 2007&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8.00pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Casino De Genting&lt;br /&gt;Prize money: RM 150,000&lt;br /&gt;Entry fee: 5 (five) Genting Points&lt;br /&gt;Members Card Type: Silver and above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Places are limited to 300 pax per tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Two tournaments are open to Genting WorldCard Members only and they&lt;br /&gt;need to have Genting points in order to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thematic card (eg Awana,&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Bean, Theme Park etc) is NOT an acceptable entry card type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Please check with Genting Membership for more information. Do indicate the preference for poker in the membership form if new member, or update info if they are an existing member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info.&lt;br /&gt;The dealers will be professionally trained by Mr Savage's team. On tournament,&lt;br /&gt;there will be no front (check in) money as Genting will be providing free&lt;br /&gt;bankroll (initial capital) for members to participate. The mode of play is Texas&lt;br /&gt;Hold 'Em and there will be three rounds of play: Preliminary, Semi-final and&lt;br /&gt;Final. The process of elimination will apply until the final 10 players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambling for free? Hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-9158532293044473298?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/9158532293044473298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=9158532293044473298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/9158532293044473298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/9158532293044473298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/genting-poker-challenge-in-december.html' title='Genting Poker Challenge in December 2007.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4325671442384785569</id><published>2007-10-29T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:10:24.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fengtau'/><title type='text'>Finding the coin.</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon a business opportunity late last night. I've indicated my interest to the relevant parties and am waiting for their okay before I put up my proposition. This would be a nice supplementary income. Plus I love their music so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it works out well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4325671442384785569?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4325671442384785569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4325671442384785569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4325671442384785569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4325671442384785569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/finding-coin.html' title='Finding the coin.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7558386547269381150</id><published>2007-10-29T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:50:56.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deception'/><title type='text'>Gross display of emotions</title><content type='html'>I am deeply disappointed. There is no need to deceive me to protect my feelings. I know what you don't want me to know, and now it is even more painful. It is a risk that you've taken but it has backfired. Everything just doesn't mean anything anymore. I am trying hard to be everything that you want me to be, and it is just so hard because I know what your feelings are like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not stupid, we can see it, and everything you said and practiced in the past is invalid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've made me lie before, and now I understand perfectly why you've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7558386547269381150?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7558386547269381150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7558386547269381150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7558386547269381150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7558386547269381150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/gross-display-of-emotions.html' title='Gross display of emotions'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2991665091221177752</id><published>2007-10-24T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:39:38.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kayao'/><title type='text'>I'm also good at pool what.</title><content type='html'>Ok lah at least I know now that it's not me who's sucky at pool. I just found out last night that my previous opponent (yes the one I lost to) will be playing in the ladies snooker event in SEA Games this December. Confidence level go up a bit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue training, harder harder harder you can do it!! Just do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2991665091221177752?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2991665091221177752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2991665091221177752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2991665091221177752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2991665091221177752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-also-good-at-pool-what.html' title='I&apos;m also good at pool what.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4267880109371363766</id><published>2007-10-23T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T09:27:58.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selling books on ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colourful dreams'/><title type='text'>Out you go!</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna clean my room today. I'm gonna bag all the clutters that I don't need and dump them out of my life. I will box my books because I'm done reading them for the 29837283th time. Maybe keep them with me to be brought to the future home, or perhaps I can sell all of them at ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting the most vivid and colourful dreams. They are always so real, and the worst part, they are always bad dreams. I wake up all tense with dry throat, dry eyes, and usually a headache from all the clenching. The other day I dreamt that I killed someone, and then yesterday, I was nearly kidnapped by a family member.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4267880109371363766?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4267880109371363766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4267880109371363766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4267880109371363766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4267880109371363766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/out-you-go.html' title='Out you go!'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5853739433961220240</id><published>2007-10-22T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:21:41.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying hard to remember'/><title type='text'>I don't remember...</title><content type='html'>It's funny getting reacquainted with someone you were close to 10 years ago. Both of you are different people now, and then you wonder what was it that brought on the closeness in the relationship before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking and yet I cannot find the answer. I try to remember all the things that we've done, but all I remember is just our usual routine and the occasional highlights in the period that we were close. I want to recall the things that we've done together, the places we've been, but they just won't come to me. I really want to remember, but I just can't. Do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to describe you in Facebook, then I realise that I don't know enough about you to describe you properly, or perhaps I am just so intent on describing the past you, that I am stuck trying to describe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember things now, and they are good things. All the unpleasant is forgotten, because over time, you just forget. You are a good person, and I wish you well. Nothing but the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5853739433961220240?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5853739433961220240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5853739433961220240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5853739433961220240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5853739433961220240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-remember.html' title='I don&apos;t remember...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5323350802643683217</id><published>2007-10-22T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:33:11.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raining and pouring..'/><title type='text'>it's raining it's pouring...</title><content type='html'>Man, it rained 3 times today. What the hell... go to bed, early night, good to sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5323350802643683217?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5323350802643683217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5323350802643683217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5323350802643683217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5323350802643683217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-raining-its-pouring.html' title='it&apos;s raining it&apos;s pouring...'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-2043141658032170003</id><published>2007-10-22T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:59:24.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics to share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moron.'/><title type='text'>some pics</title><content type='html'>A friend commented on how this blog is lonely and pictureless, so here are some photos to make him happy. Hope he's having fun where he's at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lucky kimono. always make money gambling when i'm wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuS5BI9YtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sQRxRPPu21Q/s1600-h/Picture0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuS5BI9YtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sQRxRPPu21Q/s400/Picture0225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123850509320282834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a drunken christmas night, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuSfhI9YsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/C-szDCDoaco/s1600-h/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuSfhI9YsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/C-szDCDoaco/s400/DSC00033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123850071233618626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motorbike ride up and down the coast in Phuket. Totally romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuRzhI9YrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jIavvtuLqjQ/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuRzhI9YrI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jIavvtuLqjQ/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123849315319374514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel &amp;amp; I in a bar in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuRCRI9YqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uB2fIegfx-4/s1600-h/DSC07516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuRCRI9YqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uB2fIegfx-4/s400/DSC07516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123848469210817186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-2043141658032170003?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/2043141658032170003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=2043141658032170003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2043141658032170003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/2043141658032170003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-pics.html' title='some pics'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AKY5A7wZLlw/RxuS5BI9YtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sQRxRPPu21Q/s72-c/Picture0225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-7057235540433196747</id><published>2007-10-21T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T13:23:27.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special birthday celebration'/><title type='text'>Special birthday celebrations.</title><content type='html'>Today is a friend's birthday, so her boyfriend threw a surprise birthday party for her in one of the service apartment in KL and invited all her friends. Few months ago, it was another friend's birthday, and the girlfriend also threw a surprise birthday party for him at another service apartment in town. Is it a trend to throw surprise birthday parties for your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf's birthday is coming up in a month's time, so I still have ample time to plan something. And I do want to do something nice for him, but the surprise birthday thing has been overdone lah. Some ideas I have for his birthday:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit down dinner at a nice restaurant with cozy ambience. Every course is planned, and free flow wine. But I can't think of any nice restaurants now and one that is within my budget.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book a corner in a trendy bar, invite all his friends. Just open a few bottles, and then his friends can buy him drinks. Pro is that there are waiters and waitresses serving us the whole night, and people can puke in the toilet for all they want. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book a service apartment, invite all his friends for an OTT poker night. The guys will be in their sleek suits/tuxedos, and the ladies in their evening gown and feather boa. Oh, don't forget the cigars and martini. Peanuts not allowed. Hmmmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go for free XXXL milk tea at Wong Kok Cha Chan Teng and freeflow food and drinks. Cheaper somemore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still need to brainstorm... something different this year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-7057235540433196747?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/7057235540433196747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=7057235540433196747&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7057235540433196747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/7057235540433196747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/special-birthday-celebrations.html' title='Special birthday celebrations.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-58295708063532137</id><published>2007-10-19T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:46:52.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Besame Mucho'/><title type='text'>Obsessed with besame mucho</title><content type='html'>This is a nice version of Besame Mucho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/81-t70YX8U/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/81-t70YX8U/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is an upbeat version. Upbeat, but still maintain its age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7BnoRdECy0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7BnoRdECy0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra did a cover as well. Very... persuasive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/E8ccapIe6z/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/E8ccapIe6z/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-58295708063532137?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/58295708063532137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=58295708063532137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/58295708063532137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/58295708063532137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/obsessed-with-besame-mucho.html' title='Obsessed with besame mucho'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-5186591299962427485</id><published>2007-10-19T09:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:11:02.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winning as a team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dewar&apos;s british pool tournament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enemy of my enemy is my friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet victory'/><title type='text'>Enemy of my enemy is my friend.</title><content type='html'>We've played 10 games, and lost only once. But yesterday's victory was the best victory that we've had. Because we won as a team. Even though it was a very lose match (3-2), it was sweeter than the ones before. When our teammate were on a disadvantage, our heart sank with them. When they were clearing up, we cheered and supported them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the captain won the third game, we all went totally nuts running around the place. :) Just two more matches next week, but we've already qualified for quarter finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team from Vogue came to support us. They also wanted to check out the scene lah because they didn't want our opponent to win. If our opponent won the game yesterday, then those guys got no more chance to get into the quarterfinals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy of my enemy is my friend. How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my game though. It wasn't so hard for me to accept the loss, because that girl is just too damn bloody good. Accuracy, check. Strokes, check. Strategy, check. Every damn thing is in place. I really hope we don't meet them again after our prelims. Okay, maybe it'll be okay if we meet again. Because I want my revenge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-5186591299962427485?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/5186591299962427485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=5186591299962427485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5186591299962427485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/5186591299962427485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/enemy-of-my-enemy-is-my-friend.html' title='Enemy of my enemy is my friend.'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-4475737839255524491</id><published>2007-10-17T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:05:09.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing facts'/><title type='text'>Me? Good with children?</title><content type='html'>You know what, I never really thought that I'll be good with children, but I am. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-4475737839255524491?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/4475737839255524491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=4475737839255524491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4475737839255524491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/4475737839255524491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/me-good-with-children.html' title='Me? Good with children?'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6872492972950141671.post-3920219810650644609</id><published>2007-10-17T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T08:11:27.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost domain name after search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another bloody internet scam'/><title type='text'>Bloody internet scam</title><content type='html'>It's a bloody scam man!!!!!! I won a domain name from this blogging contest, and so had to go choose my preferred domain name. Finally found one that I like at mybusinessresearch.com. So I informed the contest organisers that this is the domain I wanted. Next thing I know, it's gone! The domain is taken!! What is the bloody coincidence that someone would want the same domain name a day after I checked its availability? And now there's just ads there, and I have to choose another one. I'm gonna be more careful this time. Wait till the contest organiser is on MSN with me, check it and get him to register it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry gila babi. Another bloody scam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6872492972950141671-3920219810650644609?l=tingkeling1234.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/feeds/3920219810650644609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6872492972950141671&amp;postID=3920219810650644609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3920219810650644609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6872492972950141671/posts/default/3920219810650644609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkeling1234.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloody-internet-scam.html' title='Bloody internet scam'/><author><name>Paint Me Gorgeous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
