<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668</id><updated>2024-09-09T18:33:02.046-07:00</updated><category term="Kintmani Volcano Bali"/><category term="Singapore"/><title type='text'>My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-9054780182526989383</id><published>2011-08-11T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T01:22:50.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discount</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;http://www.everyday.com.my/coupons/kl/&lt;b style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Kanageswari&lt;/b&gt;.ec?970&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/9054780182526989383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/08/discount.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/9054780182526989383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/9054780182526989383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/08/discount.html' title='Discount'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Pavilion Residences, Bukit Bintang, 55100 Kuala Lumpur, Federal Territory of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.149981 101.71286099999998</georss:point><georss:box>2.978579 101.47940149999998 3.321383 101.94632049999997</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-972446450001416647</id><published>2011-04-17T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:15:55.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart Touching Story</title><content type='html'>I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn&#39;t have been more &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, &#39;I&#39;m sorry, but you don&#39;t have  enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and  asked: &#39;&#39;aunty, are you sure I don&#39;t have enough money?&#39;&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
I counted his cash and replied: &#39;&#39;You know that you don&#39;t have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.&#39;&#39; The little boy was &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. &#39;It&#39;s the&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much. I wanted to Gift her  for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can  give it to my sister when she goes there.&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
His eyes were so  sad while saying this. &#39;My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says  that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she  could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.&#39;&#39; My heart nearly  stopped.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The little boy looked up at me and said: &#39;I told daddy to tell  mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the  mall.&#39; Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing.  He then told me &#39;I want mommy to take my picture with her so my sister  won&#39;t forget me.&#39; &#39;I love my mommy and I wish she doesn&#39;t have to leave  me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister...&#39;  Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
I  quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. &#39;Suppose we check  again, Just in case you do have enough money for the doll?&#39;&#39; &#39;OK&#39; he  said, &#39;I hope I do have enough..&#39; I added some of my money to his with  out him seeing and we started to count it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There was enough for  the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: &#39;Thank you God  for giving me enough money!&#39; Then he looked at me and added, &#39;I asked  last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough  money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He  heard me!&#39;&#39; &#39;I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for  my mommy, but I didn&#39;t dare to ask God for too much. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I  finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I  couldn&#39;t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local  news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck,  who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The  little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical  state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the  life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to  recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Two  days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper  that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn&#39;t stop myself as I  bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the  body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last  wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a  beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and  the doll placed over her chest. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I left the place, teary-eyed,  feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little  boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to  imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all  this away from him.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/972446450001416647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/heart-touching-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/972446450001416647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/972446450001416647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/heart-touching-story.html' title='A Heart Touching Story'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-1282944630648218004</id><published>2011-04-17T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:05:53.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A TOUCHING LOVE STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;0th Grade:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As I sat there in English class,&lt;br /&gt;
I stared at the girl next to me.&lt;br /&gt;
She was my so called &#39;best friend&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
I stared at her long, silky hair,&lt;br /&gt;
and wished she was mine.&lt;br /&gt;
But she didn&#39;t notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;
and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;
After class,&lt;br /&gt;
she walked up to me and asked me for&lt;br /&gt;
the notes she had missed the day before.&lt;br /&gt;
I handed them to her.She said &#39;thanks&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to tell her, I want her to know&lt;br /&gt;
that I don&#39;t want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;
I love her but I&#39;m just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;
and I don&#39;t know why.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;11th grade:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The phone rang. On the other end,&lt;br /&gt;
it was her. She was in tears,&lt;br /&gt;
mumbling on and on about how&lt;br /&gt;
her love had broke her heart.&lt;br /&gt;
She asked me to come over&lt;br /&gt;
because she didn&#39;t want to be alone, So I did.&lt;br /&gt;
As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her&lt;br /&gt;
soft eyes, wishing she was mine.&lt;br /&gt;
After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,&lt;br /&gt;
and three bags of chips,&lt;br /&gt;
she decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;
She looked at me, said &#39;thanks&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
and gave me a kiss&lt;br /&gt;
on the cheek..I want to tell her,&lt;br /&gt;
I want her to know that&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;
I love her but I&#39;m just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;
and I don&#39;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Senior year:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One fine day she walked to my locker.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;My date is sick&#39; she said,&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;hes not gonna go&#39; well,&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t have a date, and in 7th grade,&lt;br /&gt;
we made a promise that&lt;br /&gt;
if neither of us had dates,&lt;br /&gt;
we would go together just as &#39;best friends&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
So we did.&lt;br /&gt;
That night, after everything was over,&lt;br /&gt;
I was standing at her front door step.&lt;br /&gt;
I stared at her as She smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;
and stared at me with her crystal eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
Then she said- &#39;I had the best time, thanks!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to tell her,&lt;br /&gt;
I want her to know&lt;br /&gt;
that I don&#39;t want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;
I love her but I&#39;m just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;
and I don&#39;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Graduation:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A day passed, then a week, then a month.&lt;br /&gt;
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;
I watched as her perfect body&lt;br /&gt;
floated like an angel&lt;br /&gt;
up on stage to get her diploma.&lt;br /&gt;
I wanted her to be mine-but&lt;br /&gt;
she didn&#39;t notice me like that, and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;
Before everyone went home,&lt;br /&gt;
she came to me in her smock and hat,&lt;br /&gt;
and cried as I hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;
Then she lifted her head from my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;
and said- &#39;you&#39;re my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;
thanks&#39; and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to tell her,&lt;br /&gt;
I want her to know&lt;br /&gt;
that I don&#39;t want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;
I love her but I&#39;m just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;
and I don&#39;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Marriage:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Now I sit in the pews of the church.&lt;br /&gt;
That girl is getting married now.&lt;br /&gt;
and drive off to her new life,&lt;br /&gt;
married to another man.&lt;br /&gt;
I wanted her to be mine,&lt;br /&gt;
but she didn&#39;t see me like that,&lt;br /&gt;
and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;
But before she drove away,&lt;br /&gt;
she came to me and said &#39;you came !&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
She said &#39;thanks&#39; and kissed me on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to tell her,&lt;br /&gt;
I want her to know&lt;br /&gt;
that I don&#39;t want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;
I love her but I&#39;m just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;
and I don&#39;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Death:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin&lt;br /&gt;
of a girl who used to be my &#39;best friend&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
At the service, they read a diary entry&lt;br /&gt;
she had wrote in her high school years.&lt;br /&gt;
This is what it read:&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;I stare at him wishing he was mine,&lt;br /&gt;
but he doesn&#39;t notice me like that,&lt;br /&gt;
and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;
I want to tell him,&lt;br /&gt;
I want him to know that&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t want to be just friends,&lt;br /&gt;
I love him but I&#39;m just too shy,&lt;br /&gt;
and I don&#39;t know why.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish he would tell me he loved me !&lt;br /&gt;
..........&#39;I wish I did too...&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I thought to my self, and I cried.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/1282944630648218004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/touching-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/1282944630648218004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/1282944630648218004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/touching-love-story.html' title='A TOUCHING LOVE STORY'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-4018895766599605795</id><published>2011-04-14T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T01:26:20.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://funlok.com/index.php/story/a-millionaire-three-beggers.html&quot;&gt;A Millionaire&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/4018895766599605795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/millionaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/4018895766599605795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/4018895766599605795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/millionaire.html' title='A Millionaire'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-5380005128312718187</id><published>2011-04-04T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:25:02.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;It was a gloomy Saturday afternoon. A flock of birds was  spending great time searching for food and playing on the main road.  Out of the sudden, a big truck sped through... sad thing had happened  again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.com/plugins/system/lazyloader/grey.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Birds  can feel too. Although this bird had already died, another bird flew  over to her immediately, just like a family member, unable to accept the  truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.info/2008/r/03/real-love-002.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Not  long after that, another car stormed in causing the dead bird&#39;s body to  whirl with the wind. The spouse noticed the movement. As if she was  still alive, he quickly flew beside her again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.info/2008/r/03/real-love-003.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;He  stayed beside her and yelled ... &quot;WHY ARE YOU NOT GETTING UP!?&quot;He  stayed beside her and yelled ... &quot;WHY ARE YOU NOT GETTING UP!?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.info/2008/r/03/real-love-004.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Unfortunately, she&#39;s no longer able to hear him. In the meantime, he&#39;s trying to lift her up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.info/2008/r/03/real-love-005.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;He,  of course, was unable to bear the burden. Another car soon passed by.  He quickly flew off. Once the car had gone, he came down again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.info/2008/r/03/real-love-006.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Although  other birds told him its useles, he never gave up. He was trying his  best to lift her up to see her flying again. Another car passed by, her  dead body whirled again as if still alive and trying to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://funlok.info/2008/r/03/real-love-007.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He had used all of his energy, however...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The  photographer said he couldn&#39;t shoot any longer. The photographer was so  worried that the living bird was going to get hurt by passing cars. So  he picked up the dead bird and left it at the roadside. The live one  still lingered at a nearby tree as if crying with his singing and  refused to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do humans have the same feelings nowadays? I wonder.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/5380005128312718187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5380005128312718187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5380005128312718187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-8320746114171318968</id><published>2011-04-04T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:24:06.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://funlok.com/index.php/story/real-love.html&quot;&gt;Real Love....&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/8320746114171318968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/real-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8320746114171318968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8320746114171318968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/04/real-love.html' title='Real Love....'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-4792200414739538292</id><published>2011-03-28T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:31:58.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insprational Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Destiny&lt;a href=&quot;http://funlok.com/index.php/quotes/inspirational-thoughts.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;  is not a matter of chance,It&#39;s a matter of choice;&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s not a thing to  be waited for,It&#39;s a thing to be achieved. ~William Jennings Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;When you know what you want, and you want it badly enough, you&#39;ll find a way to get it. ~Jim Rohn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity. ~&amp;nbsp; Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The only limits are, as always, those of vision. ~James Broughton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://funlok.com/index.php/quotes/inspirational-thoughts.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Someone once asked me why do you always insist on taking the hard road? And I replied&amp;nbsp; why do you assume I see two roads?&lt;br /&gt;
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Success usually comes to those who are too busy to be looking for it. ~ Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;
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Argue for your limitations and sure enough they are yours.~ Richard Bach&lt;br /&gt;
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Adversity cause some men to break; others to break records.&lt;br /&gt;
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Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go. ~ William Feather&lt;br /&gt;
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A man can succeed at almost anything for which he has unlimited enthusiasm. ~ Charles Schwab&lt;br /&gt;
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Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful. ~ Joshua J. Marine&lt;br /&gt;
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The thing always happens that you really believe in; and the belief in a thing makes it happen. ~ Frank Lloyd Wright&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it. ~ Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;
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He is the most unfortunate who&#39;s today is not better than yesterday. ~Muhammad (PBUH)&lt;br /&gt;
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Success can never be controlled, but performance always can. ~John F. Murray&lt;br /&gt;
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If you are not big enough to lose, you are not big enough to win. ~Walter Reuther&lt;br /&gt;
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Never stand begging for what you have the power to earn.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are two ways of meeting difficulties:&amp;nbsp; you alter the difficulties, or you alter yourself to meet them. ~Phyllis Bottome&lt;br /&gt;
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Many of life&#39;s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Success is how high you bounce when you hit bottom.&lt;br /&gt;
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You always pass failure on the way to success. ~Mickey Rooney&lt;br /&gt;
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Whenever I hear, &#39;It can&#39;t be done,&#39;&amp;nbsp; I know I&#39;m close to success ~ Michael Flatley&lt;br /&gt;
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Without a sense of urgency, desire loses its value. ~ Jim Rohn&lt;br /&gt;
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God gives every bird it&#39;s food, but does not always drop it into the nest.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kites rise highest against the wind not with it ~ Sir Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;
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To make yourself exceptional is the biggest achievement of your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. ~&amp;nbsp; Eleanor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/4792200414739538292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/insprational-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/4792200414739538292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/4792200414739538292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/insprational-quote.html' title='Insprational Quote'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-6329424987457851586</id><published>2011-03-28T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:08:01.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even God has a Sense of Humour!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://funlok.com/index.php/humor/even-god-has-a-sense-of-humour.html&quot;&gt;Even God has a Sense of Humour!!&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/6329424987457851586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-god-has-sense-of-humour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/6329424987457851586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/6329424987457851586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-god-has-sense-of-humour.html' title='Even God has a Sense of Humour!!'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-5394131104147736947</id><published>2011-03-22T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:37:02.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>What shall is say. I am not well. SO my day sucks entirely today. I am exhausted. I need to visit the doctor but i refuse to go. I am not sure why.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/5394131104147736947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5394131104147736947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5394131104147736947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-1942431908305298540</id><published>2011-03-08T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:20:07.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Though of Relationship</title><content type='html'>We are all human and we are not perfect. But then again i wonder why some of us take for granted what we have. When the rest of us go blue in envy with the other person owes. I guess i suppose that it is because we take things for granted. I had an opportunity to witness an incident recently. Well many girls out there would wish to have another half like the person i meet recently. Unfortunately his other half is not of the same opinion. But i seem to think amusing is their relationship. Just say that one party has all the patient to wait for someone who seems to not realize what she is missing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am merely a silent bystander looking at this individual progress. Let see what happens next. Will their story be Happy Ever After or Otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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While i have an opportunity to watch life unfold in front of me i will keep my fingers cross and watch. &lt;br /&gt;
Until Next time. This was wrote for my pure amusement.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/1942431908305298540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/though-of-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/1942431908305298540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/1942431908305298540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/though-of-relationship.html' title='Though of Relationship'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-2440050780268228145</id><published>2011-03-01T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:45:49.238-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kintmani Volcano Bali"/><title type='text'>Kintamani Volcano View</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was mesmerised when i saw the scenery of Kintamani&amp;nbsp;standing majestically in Bali Indonesia. I was informed by the tour guide that the volcano is still active. I manage to capture the scenery. I would love to go back to Bali again. The place has stole my heart. I have a collection of pictures of mount Kintamani from various location. I am posting some of the pictures here.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/2440050780268228145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/kintamani-volcano-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/2440050780268228145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/2440050780268228145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/03/kintamani-volcano-view.html' title='Kintamani Volcano View'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpm3V0I2Sv_IpHr_xYnvJmBYHq8wJ1TiH8PERLicJfdE7-4c4W-iQOokzTlGa_n93GsUG2FJNuEzsOV6TTa9JdhevI96F1U5CDA4enTAPWMNMPuMNKbV_oWYzXVAvuGr9T9KHxh6pLHvg/s72-c/DSCN0036.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Bali, Indonesia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-8.2441100575492126 115.400390625</georss:point><georss:box>-8.9236440575492129 114.466552625 -7.5645760575492123 116.334228625</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-8231599216281616600</id><published>2011-01-13T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:47:03.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Life</title><content type='html'>Today i am going to write something that was brought to my attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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We start&amp;nbsp;our working life at different age some as young as 18 well some is luckier to complete University before joining their first job. As years goes by we change jobs or stay loyal to one organization. But all good things must come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;As we look forward for our birthday it is also a year when we turn 58 years old&amp;nbsp;which indicate that it is time to Retirement. Imagine the day that most of us look forward arrives then what? For once i will say that&amp;nbsp;i would not&amp;nbsp; to look forward to that day.&amp;nbsp;After establishing a&amp;nbsp;career life&amp;nbsp;though at times&amp;nbsp;i &amp;nbsp;will crawl out of bed to go to work when i&amp;nbsp;am lacking sleep due&amp;nbsp;to late hours but that does not mean that i would look forward to retirement. &lt;br /&gt;
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The question which run in my head is what should i do tomorrow when i wake up. How do i spend my time? Am i happy to say good bye to all my staff and co-worker? Will life be as blissful as some claim to be. I doubt so. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today we will say our farewell to one of the highest personnel. I have not worked with him for long but i always say that he is a good boss.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope when i reach the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: yellow;&quot;&gt;age&lt;/span&gt; of retirement i may enjoy my days as retiree like my mum is enjoying her days. She spends her days watching sitcoms and travelling.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is purely a thought for which i do not have answer to as i am not in their shoes.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/8231599216281616600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/01/working-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8231599216281616600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8231599216281616600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/01/working-life.html' title='Working Life'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-8450797000520378747</id><published>2011-01-06T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:37:51.053-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Singapore"/><title type='text'>Singapore Trip</title><content type='html'>On the 30th December i have decided to embark on my year end holiday to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;
I started out my journey at about 11.00 pm traveling via Train. I settle in into my cabin and woke up at about the time announcement was made that it is woodland and immigration check point. &lt;br /&gt;
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After all the hassle i finally arrived at Singapore. My first destination was the small restaurant located at the railway station. I had my dosage of Coffee. Off i went on my journey heading east coast before embarking on the travel. &lt;br /&gt;
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For the first time i stayed at a backpackers hotel which was not a bad experience. Then i embark on my journey to Bugis street to pay my homage to goddess of mercy. Then i was off to Orchard for the fabulous shopping experience. Well everything was on sale. Though it hurts that My currency is lower then Sing Dollar but never the less a great shopping experience. The count down was spend at Marina Bay and the fire woks was amazing no doubt. Well last but not the least i spend few hours at China Town and visiting Little India. Then come the down pour which made us stranded for few hours. &lt;br /&gt;
Shopping in Bugis Street is fun but the place is jammed up with human traffic as early as 10.00 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking forward for my next trip there soon. This time around Sentosa and Universal Studio is a must. Until then i greeted 2011 in style at Marina Bay sINGAPORE. aLL my love to Singapore.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/8450797000520378747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/01/singapore-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8450797000520378747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8450797000520378747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2011/01/singapore-trip.html' title='Singapore Trip'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-2357360534095021725</id><published>2010-11-18T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:29:27.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Article on AIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;AIDSAware is a first of its kind awareness movement which is a joint collaboration between PT Foundation and ruumzcauses whereby the public themselves become the vehicle for creating and spreading AIDS awareness utilizing social media. The public is encouraged to take a picture of themselves, their friends and/or their family members holding a AIDS/HIV related message on a piece of paper or card and posting and sharing their &quot;photo messages&quot; online. It incorporates a Public Service Announcement (PSA) angle whereby 42 prominent personalities and celebrities got together for free to shoot high quality photos holding their own messages on AIDS in the vein of the &quot;Got Milk?&quot; campaign from the United States. These shots will be compiled into a calendar, postcards, posters for PSAs and more. During the photoshoot, behind the scene videos and celebrity video messages were also shot to raise awareness and encourage further participation. The project hopes not only to create more awareness on HIV and AIDS prevention, but also to make it less taboo to discuss and talk about HIV and AIDS. AIDSAware advocates safer sex, being responsible for our own and other people&#39;s health, being accountable for our actions and not discriminating against people living with HIV. We hope to collect 13,000 &quot;photo messages&quot; by end December 2010, as 13,000 Malaysians have died to date from AIDS in Malaysia. The &quot;photo messages&quot; collected up to 31st December 2010 will be printed and displayed in one of the largest social photographic exhibitions ever attempted in terms of exhibits in Malaysia, in January 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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Campaign Banner Ads&lt;a href=&quot;http://malaysia.youthsays.com/sunshan77/aidsaware&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Aidsaware3&quot; src=&quot;http://a0.v4.youthsays.com/system/promotional_kits/15/large/Aidsaware3.jpg?1289546860&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://youthsays.com/&quot;&gt;Join YouthSays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/2357360534095021725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/11/article-on-aids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/2357360534095021725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/2357360534095021725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/11/article-on-aids.html' title='Article on AIDS'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-3786641150567179602</id><published>2010-07-19T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:11:29.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali - Vacation</title><content type='html'>At the end of June i decided to go for holiday. My holiday destination this time around is Bali. I would say that Bali is one wonderful destination that i would like to visit again. The Lgian-Kuta beach was amazing. The beach was amazing that i choose to spend few hours lazing around in the beach with a good book. It has been 2 weeks since i got back from my holiday but i miss the Island dearly. My next trip will be in February 2011</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/3786641150567179602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/07/bali-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/3786641150567179602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/3786641150567179602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/07/bali-vacation.html' title='Bali - Vacation'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Kuala Lumpur, Federal Territory of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.139003 101.686855</georss:point><georss:box>2.9675995000000004 101.4533955 3.3104065 101.92031449999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-1069228283927562852</id><published>2010-06-14T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:23:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>Let just put it this way. My weekend was hectic. I spend Saturday shopping around with a friend for a dinner shoe. We went from shopping complex to the other just to find the perfect match for the dress. Well let&#39;s just say that we tried brands such as Vincci to Nose to Twins and some other brands. The result was either it does not fit nicely or there is no size. Can you imagine the nightmare shopping for shoes...Not an easy task. Well finally browsing through at various departmental stores we did find the perfect fit but we was of the opinion let’s go through other place before settling for that pair. Well as the evening was nearing an end we decided to settle down for dinner. Well until that point of time no shoe was purchase. Finally at 9.30 pm when most stores are closing down their business for the day we went and purchase a dinner sandal just in case we do not find one tomorrow. After a long day I was back home to continue the shopping spree tomorrow….. Finally yesterday she manage to buy nice pair of  Diner shoe which will suit perfectly for the dinner…….And after hectic weekend I manage to hit the sack at 11.30pm. I feeling a bit grumpy….today.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/1069228283927562852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-shopping-spree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/1069228283927562852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/1069228283927562852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-shopping-spree.html' title='My Shopping Spree'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-684691634869530005</id><published>2010-04-14T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:49:43.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Traffic</title><content type='html'>I was rather annoyed yesterday as i paid my social visit to meet god yesterday. As it happens to be Indian New Year yesterday everyone seems to flock the temple.&lt;br /&gt;
What i did not understand is that why they must obstruct the pathway of other who wishes to pay their respect to the goddess. It amazes to note that there is 365 days in a year for us to pay our respect to god but yet we like to choose this auspices day to pay our respect. It is well and fine to choose auspicious day to pay the tribute but the people must be considered enough to make leave way for other to pay their respect to the goddess instead of obstructing the pathway.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is merely my opinion that we must be considered of others. Upon paying our respect to god please give way to others to do the same. By this way everyone will be happy.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/684691634869530005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/04/human-traffic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/684691634869530005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/684691634869530005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/04/human-traffic.html' title='Human Traffic'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-8868013218811243526</id><published>2010-04-06T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:09:33.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://buzz.blogger.com/2009/12/blogger-integrates-with-amazon.html&quot;&gt;Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/8868013218811243526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogger-buzz-blogger-integrates-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8868013218811243526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/8868013218811243526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogger-buzz-blogger-integrates-with.html' title='Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-5338158508920808998</id><published>2010-04-06T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:03:16.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typicall Day</title><content type='html'>I guess my morning starts early i am of from my bed as early as 6.00 am then i will start to prepare my lunch since the cafeteria food sucks...&lt;br /&gt;
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After all is done i will leave my home about 7.10am and from there i commute via LRT and ERL to my work place which is in my definition in the middle of no where. &lt;br /&gt;
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Then my day starts at office at about 8.30 am whereby if i ma luck enough i would be spared from attending meeting. If do attend the meeting then comes the nightmare the meeting minute and the dead line to catch up. Then bosses will have their beautiful remark scribbled all over the content.&lt;br /&gt;
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But after all said and done i do like my current job.....&lt;br /&gt;
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And today is one of the days whereby the bosses are not around and you are left to do what you like......Yahoooo.......</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/5338158508920808998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/04/typicall-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5338158508920808998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5338158508920808998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/04/typicall-day.html' title='Typicall Day'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-4350612562611404947</id><published>2010-03-22T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:08:38.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why spelling of Women starts with W..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://funlok.com/index.php/humor/why-spelling-of-women-starts-with-w-14102009.html&quot;&gt;Why spelling of Women starts with W..?&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/4350612562611404947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-spelling-of-women-starts-with-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/4350612562611404947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/4350612562611404947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-spelling-of-women-starts-with-w.html' title='Why spelling of Women starts with W..?'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-7282478514980055385</id><published>2010-03-16T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:46:08.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lazy Day</title><content type='html'>Today is what i term as a lazy day. I have a write up to finish but all i can do is stare at the computer and my notes. Some how rather my brain refuse to work. But this should not be case as i am well aware that this pending task need to be completed by the day end. So what i am going to do is tell myself that i can do it is merely putting the words in order for it to make sense.....&lt;br /&gt;
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I am off to finish my task. :-)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/7282478514980055385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/lazy-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/7282478514980055385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/7282478514980055385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/lazy-day.html' title='A Lazy Day'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-6306590552600219325</id><published>2010-03-03T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:38:30.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Kuala Sepetang (Portwell)</title><content type='html'>Last Friday i went over to try the famous Mee Udang in Kuala Sepetang. I would say that the noddles was ok though i felt that the fried prawn noddle was better. The prawn was big and the serving was large. I will go back there gain to try their other varieties.And the ice kacang was nice.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/6306590552600219325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-kuala-sepetang-portwell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/6306590552600219325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/6306590552600219325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-kuala-sepetang-portwell.html' title='Trip to Kuala Sepetang (Portwell)'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7969990423160329668.post-5835996192255164167</id><published>2010-03-01T19:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:06:23.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Penang</title><content type='html'>I just got back from my weekend trip from Penang. To start with the weather was humid goodness despite that i had an enjoyable trip. The sea as always as an calming effect on me. I actually attended a unique festival. There is a small temple at the Teluk Bahang whereby each year they will have this annual festival in which the deity is brought to the middle of sea and lamps are left to float in the river. It is a interesting festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further i visited certain place in Penang. I am planing to go for another trip soon.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/feeds/5835996192255164167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-penang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5835996192255164167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7969990423160329668/posts/default/5835996192255164167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunshan77.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-penang.html' title='Trip to Penang'/><author><name>sunshan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191573381449614038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCmfNeRhLn8mM_PtFzMR42h1iCFggprCzsG4fM3wOSoZxT0S8Muhcqf5l16lauF-9wQK17vSgOvkaFwr5UM4HjYHTg-iRtIty0mjakXFtrST8TwIqJsYzPvQDslg4Yw/s220/20361_105907459425853_100000197971630_159594_2329097_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>