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So be strong &amp;amp; survive!</description><link>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/josephinekiun" /><feedburner:info uri="josephinekiun" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-1653187701707403063</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 10:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-12T00:24:49.058-08:00</atom:updated><title>Thai &amp; Taiwan food</title><description>&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;This month I gotta say I opted for Thai food whenever I went outside to have lunch or dinner. On the 2nd of February, I went out with Shona once again. This time I went to her place which is in Petaling Jaya. She decided to bring me to Amcorp Mall, next to Taman Jaya LRT station. My 1st impression of that shopping mall was that it looked like Karamunsing, but actually it is totally different &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were both so starving, we headed straight to the mamak restaurant in basement floor for lunch. (Below) Shona picked Kuey Teow Basah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP3LGSF9_I0/TzY5tFRR65I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Pyt8HnXpFOQ/s1600/P1050303.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP3LGSF9_I0/TzY5tFRR65I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Pyt8HnXpFOQ/s320/P1050303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707813024410233746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;whereas I picked Thai fried rice with blended Milo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHy-7uXSg9k/TzY5sn-1y_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/DzyKpu3LQo4/s1600/P1050305.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHy-7uXSg9k/TzY5sn-1y_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/DzyKpu3LQo4/s320/P1050305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707813016548264946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;After lunch, we roamed around the mall while chitchatting endlessly. Shona recommended me this one particular &lt;/span&gt;book store&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; which offers various types of cheap books. There are &lt;/span&gt;encyclopaedia&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;, novels, dictionaries, bibles, comic books, biographies and many others. That book store is called Book Xcess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Two days later, my sister decided to go to the same mall since she wanted to get some books. So the three of us (my sister, Johan &amp;amp; I) went to Amcorp mall in the evening. Before heading to the book store, we decided to have dinner 1st. My sister suggested to dine in the Thai restaurant. (Below) The first dish to arrive was Tom Yam soup. It was spicy and creamy (but not too creamy, though) with prawns, shredded mushrooms, crab meats and cilantro leaves. It was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTDIyvdVOu8/TzY5sbHQW0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/8zXEk4JITwk/s1600/P1050335-2.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTDIyvdVOu8/TzY5sbHQW0I/AAAAAAAAAmA/8zXEk4JITwk/s320/P1050335-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707813013093899074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Below) for my dinner, I picked Thai Beef Fried Rice. Coincidentally Johan picked the same plate of fried rice. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqv1H8qYvx0/TzY5r_mTGVI/AAAAAAAAAl0/JyWD3v0xHTo/s1600/P1050337.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqv1H8qYvx0/TzY5r_mTGVI/AAAAAAAAAl0/JyWD3v0xHTo/s320/P1050337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707813005707909458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) For my sister's dinner, she picked Seafood Fried Rice. Both plates were yummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0esD5vOe78o/TzY5rjkkvHI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iC6aAIssAIg/s1600/P1050338.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0esD5vOe78o/TzY5rjkkvHI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iC6aAIssAIg/s320/P1050338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707812998184483954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another two days later I decided to meet my ex-colleague, Flora, in Putrajaya. She's currently working and staying there. We wanted to surprise our ex-managers at first but it didn't happened. Hehe.. So yeah... For lunch, Flora recommended Johnny's Restaurant. It is a Thai steamboat restaurant, however it does serve lunch set meal priced RM8.90 each. The set meal consists of main course, Thai tea, your choice of ice cream and tom yam soup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Flora decided to get herself the shrimp paste fried rice set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLgsmyIX8rE/TzYydRVCekI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ugZh5qIvA-A/s1600/P1050353.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLgsmyIX8rE/TzYydRVCekI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ugZh5qIvA-A/s320/P1050353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707805056187923010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Thai tea; it was something different. The sauce beside it was BBQ sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDEGtKTVWmE/TzYydGCpShI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jg_Laooyg4I/s1600/P1050354.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDEGtKTVWmE/TzYydGCpShI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jg_Laooyg4I/s320/P1050354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707805053157984786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) I chose this yucky-coloured mee with chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;The gravy was sweet &amp;amp; salty but more to sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;If you mix in the tom yam soup together, it is totally yummy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8eINBwmQJ4/TzYycWe8WaI/AAAAAAAAAlE/mK3e5K4lGe4/s1600/P1050356.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8eINBwmQJ4/TzYycWe8WaI/AAAAAAAAAlE/mK3e5K4lGe4/s320/P1050356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707805040391772578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Dessert was served after the meal, and I picked honeydew ice cream. It had these tiny bits of honeydew in it. I love it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCP5chUUxT4/TzYybkDZDQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MibiBY6gYnY/s1600/P1050359-2.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCP5chUUxT4/TzYybkDZDQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MibiBY6gYnY/s320/P1050359-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707805026854440194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: left; "&gt;A day after that, I went out with Candy and another high school friend - Jason. It was still the holiday for Chap Goh Mei and since the bears in Pavilion will stay there until 15th of February only, I decided to bring them for some "photoshooting sessions". =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Jason &amp;amp; Candy with the bear representing Malaysia. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Nkz59_ZGok/TzYybTJqXPI/AAAAAAAAAks/q8bq57luVQE/s1600/P1050370.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Nkz59_ZGok/TzYybTJqXPI/AAAAAAAAAks/q8bq57luVQE/s320/P1050370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707805022317337842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) The three of us stood in front of Pavilion's water fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGZBoC359eo/TzYwF0Y7MjI/AAAAAAAAAjw/qDISHsiJAr8/s1600/P1050373.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGZBoC359eo/TzYwF0Y7MjI/AAAAAAAAAjw/qDISHsiJAr8/s320/P1050373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707802454259348018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;After the "&lt;/span&gt;photo-shoots&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;" session, I decided to bring them to Snowflake to try out the Taiwan desserts. Actually I myself wanted to taste it so badly. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Seen here is Soya Ice Series. The ice was so smooth and taste extremely delicious, together with kidney beans; pearls; glutinous rice and grass jelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzbIA8X9QFQ/TzYwGaXsVnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/KxRGMzUiXpg/s1600/P1050381.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EzbIA8X9QFQ/TzYwGaXsVnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/KxRGMzUiXpg/s320/P1050381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707802464454727282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) The other dessert on my left hand was Taroballs Series. It was not my preference, but it was still good though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNcf_ofevc0/TzYwG0O86AI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nbSP5eCKWWM/s1600/P1050385.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNcf_ofevc0/TzYwG0O86AI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nbSP5eCKWWM/s320/P1050385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707802471397386242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's nothing much to see in Pavilion, hence we decided to walk to KLCC using the new bridge or walkway. In less than 15 minutes, we reached Suria KLCC. We roamed around, ate a little and then walked out to the KLCC Park where the Symphony Lake is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Below) Traders Hotel can be seen from Suria KLCC. It definitely seemed far from KLCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDDGW0MnXqA/TzYwHbpZO4I/AAAAAAAAAkU/OBJQWWP2RVY/s1600/P1050394.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDDGW0MnXqA/TzYwHbpZO4I/AAAAAAAAAkU/OBJQWWP2RVY/s320/P1050394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707802481977277314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Candy stood right below the twin tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was how we ended our day. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ84ezo_OMU/TzYwIHzqHBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2UAvgPLivFM/s1600/P1050398.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZ84ezo_OMU/TzYwIHzqHBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2UAvgPLivFM/s320/P1050398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707802493831486482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-1653187701707403063?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/L0yrP9jeyV4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/L0yrP9jeyV4/thai-taiwan-food.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP3LGSF9_I0/TzY5tFRR65I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Pyt8HnXpFOQ/s72-c/P1050303.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2012/02/thai-taiwan-food.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-191573268247624552</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 19:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-11T15:47:54.586-08:00</atom:updated><title>Around KL and Selangor</title><description>&lt;div style="font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Now this is going to be an awfully long post, since I didn't managed to update my blog on certain days due to the internet problem. But anyway, I hope this post can &lt;i&gt;at least &lt;/i&gt;benefit &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; of you. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;On the 14th of Jan I decided to go to the 2nd nearest (from Bandar Sungai Long) shopping mall, which happens to be The Mines. So off I went on my own, since there were none of my friends available that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;As I walked down the stairs and going towards the entrance, a spectacular sight greeted me. (Picture below) I saw there was a small stream &lt;i&gt;from&lt;/i&gt; inside the shopping mall, and a crowd of people were gathering round it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYIGUySNKkw/TzZUOx1b_TI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8g44vKSoOtk/s1600/P1040902.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYIGUySNKkw/TzZUOx1b_TI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8g44vKSoOtk/s320/P1040902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707842190611053874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; "&gt;At first I thought the stream was just a huge drain since it was under the main road, but actually it is a stream linking to two great lakes. The place was once a tin mine site; abandoned by Europeans. Gradually rain waters began to fill the crevice and thus was the humble beginning of the two great lakes. In 1988, Tan Sri Lee Kim Yew built Mines Resort City (MRC) and the shopping mall is just one of the many interesting places in MRC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-BRWqMJUGo/TzZUOdFnPGI/AAAAAAAAAsA/f0UVO1UWVew/s1600/P1040903.JPG" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-BRWqMJUGo/TzZUOdFnPGI/AAAAAAAAAsA/f0UVO1UWVew/s320/P1040903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707842185041755234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Picture below) People gathered and watched as a boat cruised into the shopping mall. There was a sign of "no feeding" of fish but despite that, visitors were throwing some food into the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8DXnIKCWfs/TzZUN412_7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/jUrK64UjcWs/s1600/P1040904.JPG" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8DXnIKCWfs/TzZUN412_7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/jUrK64UjcWs/s320/P1040904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707842175312002994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see here (below), the stream is flowing &lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt; the shopping mall and becomes the main attraction. Restaurants have their seats and tables extended near the stream, so their customers could dine while enjoying the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elFeD2fx6Co/TzZTsQbd6QI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZHlyu_SeBik/s1600/P1040907.JPG" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elFeD2fx6Co/TzZTsQbd6QI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZHlyu_SeBik/s320/P1040907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707841597528205570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;The picture below was taken at the other end of the shopping mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG47It_QVGs/TzZTrzSal0I/AAAAAAAAArc/vIMaHs5HWLs/s1600/P1040910.JPG" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG47It_QVGs/TzZTrzSal0I/AAAAAAAAArc/vIMaHs5HWLs/s320/P1040910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707841589705611074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed and loitered around the shopping mall until about 8pm. I managed to grab some brochures about boat cruising and there's one thing that caught my eyes. There's a water lift to connect the north lake with the south lake, since both lakes are of different water level - 7 meters to be precise. It will take 7 minutes to discharge or refill the water. Can't imagine? Then come experience the cruise &amp;amp; water lift yourself, here in Mines Resort City. =) It will cost below RM45 per adult and children aged 3-11 are charged between RM17 to RM40, depending on the package selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip was to Mid Valley with my ex-classmate, Candyrine.  It was a convenient trip since my sister works in the next shopping mall - The Gardens. There was not any significantly interesting place in Mid Valley &amp;amp; The Gardens, but I totally recommend the eating and drinking place. Examples are Kim Gary, Chatime, Ninja Joe, TGIF's, Snowflake, Yogitree and many others. If you're someone who loves to try out new eating/drinking place and willing to spend, this is a place where you won't regret each penny spent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Picture below - Candy with her Korean "maggie mee". It's a lunch set meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTnnvzNQGeM/TzZTrbMox_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZeLHZb892ew/s1600/P1040977.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTnnvzNQGeM/TzZTrbMox_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZeLHZb892ew/s320/P1040977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707841583238924274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Picture below - my set meal (Baked cheese rice with beef, pudding &amp;amp; ying yong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRwJsuwHGeI/TzZS-mO1o2I/AAAAAAAAArE/QJR_Sv3WqQA/s1600/P1040980.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRwJsuwHGeI/TzZS-mO1o2I/AAAAAAAAArE/QJR_Sv3WqQA/s320/P1040980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707840813106832226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;Picture below - It was a week before Chinese New Year, hence the shopping mall was decorated with potted flowers &amp;amp; Lu Kam tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YaaA4q5mAvQ/TzZS94JA7zI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rkkiwS0fUsk/s1600/P1040983.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YaaA4q5mAvQ/TzZS94JA7zI/AAAAAAAAAq4/rkkiwS0fUsk/s320/P1040983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707840800734375730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;After the short hang out with Candy, I went out with another good friend of mine - Shona - on a different day. Coincidentally, I met Candy in KTM and we both disembarked at the same station. My two friends who had never met each other for 5 years despite both being in KL, finally met during this fateful day. There were so much emotions inside and I couldn't forget we all laughed almost hysterically in public! Hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2TAFWUhZz4/TzZS9mCLb5I/AAAAAAAAAqs/OPduj0hmo1I/s1600/P1040990.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2TAFWUhZz4/TzZS9mCLb5I/AAAAAAAAAqs/OPduj0hmo1I/s320/P1040990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707840795873865618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;After the short meetup, Shona and I decided to tour 1 Utama. Seen in the picture below is Shona with her clay pot mee.We decided to have lunch in the food court here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pnOsGD8esqo/TzZSHCHSSjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/dtbjU8qjZ4Q/s1600/P1040993.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pnOsGD8esqo/TzZSHCHSSjI/AAAAAAAAAqg/dtbjU8qjZ4Q/s320/P1040993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707839858518673970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;The shopping mall was quite empty, however it was still decorated beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imw986B5WnI/TzZSGoznQBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vwJ0HPyF_n8/s1600/P1040996.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imw986B5WnI/TzZSGoznQBI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vwJ0HPyF_n8/s320/P1040996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707839851725275154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;After roaming around the shopping mall, we saw this cute &amp;amp; eye-catching shop selling all sorts of candies and sweets. We simply couldn't resist the desire to take pictures despite the sign "no photography" displayed around the shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJvqh6tFWlU/TzZSGLuRufI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qQFGHsRvL-I/s1600/P1050006.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJvqh6tFWlU/TzZSGLuRufI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qQFGHsRvL-I/s320/P1050006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707839843918264818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E4XvgeTRU2Q/TzZRRQuJvNI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J5N2en2M0BE/s1600/P1050011.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E4XvgeTRU2Q/TzZRRQuJvNI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J5N2en2M0BE/s320/P1050011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707838934726851794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-OWcoEe_PQ/TzZRQ_ZgVEI/AAAAAAAAApw/XePdFK7vbpQ/s1600/P1050015.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-OWcoEe_PQ/TzZRQ_ZgVEI/AAAAAAAAApw/XePdFK7vbpQ/s320/P1050015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707838930076849218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lsW8DyIVww/TzZQjmDuzsI/AAAAAAAAApk/Fe9lJFh7yrU/s1600/P1050021.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lsW8DyIVww/TzZQjmDuzsI/AAAAAAAAApk/Fe9lJFh7yrU/s320/P1050021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707838150180523714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;After bored of roaming around 1 Utama and satisfied with all the pictures we took in Candylicious, we decided to head to SS2 Petaling Jaya for dinner &amp;amp; durian. The picture below was the Kuey Teow from SS2 PJ. I have forgotten from which stall exactly, but it was so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOXMyfS9DBM/TzZPhpBb_GI/AAAAAAAAApY/fQIDaKJGy7U/s320/P1050029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707837017104841826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;(Below) Donald's durian buffet. Eat as much as you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oS2N-vyN8-A/TzZB8VD_IwI/AAAAAAAAApM/pUsaVGT9KEE/s1600/P1050034.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oS2N-vyN8-A/TzZB8VD_IwI/AAAAAAAAApM/pUsaVGT9KEE/s320/P1050034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707822082440504066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) Beautiful flesh. I only managed to eat 1 whole durian. Well, almost~~ There were 3 left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igVx-SFMm9Q/TzZB8DgKe9I/AAAAAAAAApA/H3rv2FH42Ps/s1600/P1050035.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igVx-SFMm9Q/TzZB8DgKe9I/AAAAAAAAApA/H3rv2FH42Ps/s320/P1050035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707822077726850002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;It was Chinese New Year's Eve when I met with Shona again. This time we decided to meet up in Central Market or Pasar Seni. It was lunch time, hence we headed straight to Old Town White Coffee to fill up our stomach. I ordered spicy chicken rice while my friend picked Hainanese fish rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2No8YSHfVo/TzZB7ab8qlI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Jj3aTfCsNjE/s1600/P1050098.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2No8YSHfVo/TzZB7ab8qlI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Jj3aTfCsNjE/s320/P1050098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707822066703313490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;After indulging in our tasty food &amp;amp; exchanging stories, we headed to Pavilion. On our way, we decided to stop by Fahrenheit88. Seen below is the simple decoration at the entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9KkrsA0PPY/TzZB6_JUQzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/3v4lGRQfedc/s1600/P1050100.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9KkrsA0PPY/TzZB6_JUQzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/3v4lGRQfedc/s320/P1050100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707822059377410866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below)Since the décor in the shopping mall was so beautiful, we decided to take pictures before leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0cbMAaMLyA/TzZB6UFZNLI/AAAAAAAAAoc/fPyUNEgy1M0/s1600/P1050106.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0cbMAaMLyA/TzZB6UFZNLI/AAAAAAAAAoc/fPyUNEgy1M0/s320/P1050106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707822047818233010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;Now, this is the fun part. There are bears painted by renown artists displayed outside Pavilion. Each bear represents one country in the world. The bears will be on displayed until 15th of February. The main intention is to raise awareness in respecting &amp;amp; loving all life (if I'm not mistaken).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtMlVDpgoXo/TzY8sPiGYxI/AAAAAAAAAoU/155HmwBQoKY/s1600/P1050164.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtMlVDpgoXo/TzY8sPiGYxI/AAAAAAAAAoU/155HmwBQoKY/s320/P1050164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707816308520149778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Above) Bear representing China&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; "&gt;(Below) We went inside Pavilion and saw a lot of people took picture with this &lt;i&gt;live&lt;/i&gt; Cai Shen Ye. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZjJZVqVGIo/TzY8rlGEAFI/AAAAAAAAAoE/MmmNCW-8qIU/s1600/P1050174.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZjJZVqVGIo/TzY8rlGEAFI/AAAAAAAAAoE/MmmNCW-8qIU/s320/P1050174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707816297128263762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;(Below) My cute friend doing kung fu. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2PDSV1x_gs/TzY8rNBmYtI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mGRcqsfmUeQ/s1600/P1050177.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2PDSV1x_gs/TzY8rNBmYtI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mGRcqsfmUeQ/s320/P1050177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707816290667094738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) since it was CNY's eve, there were a lot of people in the shopping mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knCb4HspxWg/TzY8qpIZ0cI/AAAAAAAAAns/6MfJhx_SqYc/s1600/P1050182.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knCb4HspxWg/TzY8qpIZ0cI/AAAAAAAAAns/6MfJhx_SqYc/s320/P1050182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707816281031954882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Below) Shona actually planned to bring me to Snowflake but the shop closed early that day. So we went to Little Taiwan instead and since I was craving for something icy, I picked ice blended mango.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MICXwhHKtTY/TzY8qSOOsBI/AAAAAAAAAng/1qyV-Ryj4rA/s1600/P1050185.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MICXwhHKtTY/TzY8qSOOsBI/AAAAAAAAAng/1qyV-Ryj4rA/s320/P1050185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707816274882375698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later we decided to have a light dinner in Pavilion. I told Shona I need a place with WiFi and socket, so that I could upload my video for my dad. The nearest was Capricciosa Pizza &amp;amp; Pasta (picture below) and we made a quick decision to dine there. The food was yummy and the person in charge was friendly, helpful and funny. I would definitely go back there to dine but not in the nearest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9T9q6Ut6pM/TzY7H6KEIMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dJ_8xX2p--A/s1600/P1050194.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9T9q6Ut6pM/TzY7H6KEIMI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dJ_8xX2p--A/s320/P1050194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707814584795275458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that light dinner, I decided to visit my friend in Kajang. On our way out, we managed to take a quick shot of Sephora shopping mall. It is a place for those who love make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PImA3rQFBcQ/TzY7Hm-oJXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tW-6lFn1i3s/s1600/P1050204.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PImA3rQFBcQ/TzY7Hm-oJXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tW-6lFn1i3s/s320/P1050204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707814579647030642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Below) KL is a busy place. In addition to the CNY celebration, the traffic was definitely congested. Walking was far more quicker than those who were driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWJAAvs-gv4/TzY7HD6vJaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/HNVM2o3K99o/s1600/P1050210.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWJAAvs-gv4/TzY7HD6vJaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/HNVM2o3K99o/s320/P1050210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707814570235471266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since my sister said it was dangerous to travel alone to Kajang at night, I decided to accept her invitation of celebrating CNY together. Together with the family of her bf, we decided to launch &lt;i&gt;tang lung&lt;/i&gt; at this look out point (picture below). Too bad it was under renovation and not open to public yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SKwYwzP88UE/TzY7Gnu9LWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/OXkocWcr7NY/s1600/P1050219.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SKwYwzP88UE/TzY7Gnu9LWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/OXkocWcr7NY/s320/P1050219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707814562669866338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So instead we went to Taman Bukit Antarabangsa to launch the &lt;i&gt;tang lung&lt;/i&gt;. What a terrific day &amp;amp; night! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1sEXN-Gqr0/TzY7GWGzjPI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NAe_spPqYns/s1600/P1050232.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1sEXN-Gqr0/TzY7GWGzjPI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NAe_spPqYns/s320/P1050232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707814557938060530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-191573268247624552?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/l9BQNvaQMMQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/l9BQNvaQMMQ/around-kl-and-selangor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYIGUySNKkw/TzZUOx1b_TI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8g44vKSoOtk/s72-c/P1040902.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2012/02/around-kl-and-selangor.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-7977899981486408816</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-11T03:10:27.414-08:00</atom:updated><title>Personal Stuff</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;Today marked another big history in my life. Only today I feel like the relationship is really over. I can be sure it’s the last time I’m going to ever talk to him about the issues we had. And also the last time we would ever talk again. Before this we decided to remain friends, but things got really ugly. Curiosity, lies, anger and dissatisfaction grew like mushrooms after the rain. It’s true when people say friendship after relationship is almost impossible. I know I am not the best person in the world; I’ve done a lot of damages in the relationship but he has done the same too. But yeah, I don't want to talk bad about him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;Now it’s not that I didn’t and couldn’t move on; I did. Two months after our breakup, we were still in contact and remained good friends. And soon I decided to move to KL to pursue my dream – this time I have moved on. But then there he was telling me he misses me, loves me, can’t contain his feelings for me after I got on the plane. I got really confused and the feelings and hope to be in a relationship with him again, emerged. And that was the very moment things started to get ugly in addition to our distance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;I tried to divert my attention by caring for someone else, but it didn’t work. I still have the hurt inside of me and I tried to talk about it to people. It’s a challenge when everybody is busy when you want to talk about it, and when people aren’t busy anymore you are not ready to talk about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;If I’m an author, I would write down everything in a novel and publish it. I guess I was given what I asked for from God (if he’s not for me, break us apart. No matter what we do, we won’t be able to be together again), but then at the same time I couldn’t accept it. You know sometimes it is best not to do things ever so willingly for 1 person. When you know that the person only pitied you instead of loving you for all those things that you have done and sacrificed, you do feel like jumping from a tall building. Deep down in my heart I do feel I was being treated unfairly, but it is all history now. I want to bury it under the ground and leave it there untouched. And I don’t mind how he would describe me or the relationship was like to other people; I simply give him the freedom to describe it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;I am not angry or despise him but the whole thing really leaves me traumatized and scarred. I just wish that he would be happy with his decisions and life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-7977899981486408816?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/a0Fsz7xlfIs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/a0Fsz7xlfIs/personal-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2012/01/personal-stuff.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-131829068019323645</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-01T11:21:19.912-08:00</atom:updated><title>Far From Home</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;It has been ages since the last post I did and I was a bit surprised to see that there were people who read it after I stopped writing. Well since my blog is public and there on the net, so of course people will somehow stumble upon it. Haha, silly me. =”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Today I had a really long period of thinking and pondering upon several things. I met an old friend of mine and she shared to me about her relationship. Listening to her side of story made me realized all that I have assumed were wrong, and somehow I can relate so much with my own. She has been so inspiring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;After meeting her, I was hesitant whether to go back home and face the jam, or go to Midvalley to roam around and clear my mind while waiting for my sister to complete her shift. I guess I had too many things on my mind because I went to the wrong station - monorail station instead of KTM. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Too afraid to turn back to KL Central Station (…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;because a guy chased after me before that), I decided to go to Times Square. I had no plan whatsoever; the only thing in mind was to sit quietly in a restaurant or café, watch those people walk by, have a drink and think through about what had happened so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;When I reached, I went around hunting for food court/café but didn’t see any up to my expectation. Plus I wasn’t feeling hungry that time but I know I must fill up my stomach with something. Hence I kept on walking while looking everywhere – all those pretty clothes and stuff, the beautiful and handsome people there – without actually really looking at them. My mind was actually thinking how lonely it would be, being thousands of kilometers away from home. And that was just one of it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Being so used to busyness for almost two years – juggling between work shifts, study, activities with family/friends and time for myself – I was completely lost when all those busyness came to a halt. Of course I still went out occasionally, but the urge to be around people was so strong; es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;pecially when my relationship has ended. Hence I started to find person/people to talk to, and got really upset when there was no response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Staying here is lonelier than ever – it’s like staying in jail – especially with my condition now. Almost every time, you stand on your own feet. However, I gave it a thought just now and decided that being lonely is not so bad after all. It’s time for me to think and care for myself. The urge to be around people or the clinginess and being dependent on people, have all made me even lost. I cannot decide or make up my mind even about the simplest thing. I need &lt;i&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt; someone’s opinion and only then I can decide. That was ridiculous. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I realized I ought to be thankful (even though I am quite lonely) because at least I can relax and do what I like for the day, compared to those unfortunate people who were left homeless or orphaned without friends and family. After all next month I am going to start my practical in Traders Hotel, KLCC, so it means I won't be &lt;i&gt;forever alone&lt;/i&gt;. =]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enDUXuTKUIo/TxNcU5rhHeI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FVG4nKH7w10/s320/4ever%2Balone.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697999467704294882" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 94px; " /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Another thing on my mind was about identity or being my true self. Today I saw two different groups of Sabahan and overheard their conversations since they were talking in normal tone. Honestly before today, I was quite afraid and hesitant to speak in Malay. If I do, I will speak in low tone (but sometimes my tuning is not that good). I remember when I was having conversation with my friend in KTM (it was rather packed that time); few pairs of eyes were looking at us. At first it was rather uncomfortable but as we chit chatted further, they stopped looking and I started to feel relax.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;There was this one funny incident where the staff in Yamaha spoke to me in Cantonese about acoustic guitar, and all I did was just smiled at him and ran out of the shop. Hahaha. I know it was silly because I can speak to him in Mandarin, but I guess I was just chickening out to speak any other language than the one he was using. Most of the shopkeepers/salespersons would speak to me in Cantonese, but usually if I don’t really understand, I would just turn around and walk away. Yes I know; me silly and rude. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;When my sister finally picked me up from Times Square, she mentioned to me a lot about some of the people here. I noticed that most of the attitudes and characters that they have, I already have it with me even before I stepped foot here. It was kind of a slap in the face, but yeah…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Anywayssssss, different topic… someone said to my sister “&lt;i&gt;asal dr kampong&lt;/i&gt;” and when I knew about it, it boiled my blood for a minute. Luckily I didn’t respond on impulse or else I could make a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;tease&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; become a World War III. Eekk &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-131829068019323645?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/8ekbde5BoMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/8ekbde5BoMI/far-from-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enDUXuTKUIo/TxNcU5rhHeI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FVG4nKH7w10/s72-c/4ever%2Balone.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2012/01/far-from-home.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-6561748139100940822</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-21T10:08:26.773-08:00</atom:updated><title>Bad Customer Service</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC2TuuGxq3o/TWKlrP25PtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sDjXCRc9wCo/s1600/cust%2Bserv%2Bmelebih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC2TuuGxq3o/TWKlrP25PtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sDjXCRc9wCo/s320/cust%2Bserv%2Bmelebih.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576201451047829202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*image from Google Search&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Perhaps all customers expect to be treated like a baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just now was a calm and relaxing night at work. There were only several tables with guests during dinner time and so my manager asked me to help her do something. Meanwhile my colleague backed me up and I didnt mind about my surrounding because my intention was to get the work done as soon as possible and go back to what I was supposed to be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once I finished doing the thing that my manager asked me to do, I continued my original work and took orders from two tourist guests (from their language I can tell that they are Japanese). Actually I saw them flipping through the menu for quite some time and none of my colleagues approached them yet since they were attending other guests too. In my head I was thinking maybe they dont really understand how to order, so I went up to them and explained a bit about the set menu and a la carte menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After I was done taking orders from the tourists and serving their meal, I went off helping my other colleagues. Soon the tourists finished eating, paid and left the restaurant. Then suddenly one of my colleagues was called by a guest whom asked about her muffins. Upon hearing this, I quickly turned to the cashier and asked her about the muffins (that's her job). And right at the time, the muffins were ready for the guest. So I took it and gave it to the guest. But even before I was able to say anything (like, here's your muffin or sorry about the delay), she bombarded me saying that our service is very bad, and adding just because she is local we treated them like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uQAqemkEBU/TWJUXr4hK2I/AAAAAAAAAig/2svp0-NSEHk/s320/Customer%2BService%2BPositude.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576112054531599202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;image from Google Search&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didnt know anything and I didnt know what caused her to be so angry. So I asked her what's wrong, trying to be friendly at the same time. She replied saying the muffin should be served together with the drinks. So I explained to her that our muffins just now were finished and they were baking it, that was why it came late. I wanted to apologize at this time but she continued saying no one approached her and told her about it and repeated that just because they are locals we treated them like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At this point I was angry because I know for sure I didnt serve her in the first place and I know nothing about what happened. But I kept quiet and listened to the next thing she said. Afterwards I explained to her that should she has any complaints, she can always let us know. But she cut me before I finished, saying "so what are you gonna do?! you gonna change &lt;i&gt;ka&lt;/i&gt;?! you cannot change already what had happened!!" So I cut her back saying that of course we gonna change to improve our service. But before I finish my sentence she said "&lt;i&gt;nah&lt;/i&gt;, take this. Go away." Anyhow, I thanked her despite my anger and left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzdYSZtcAO8/TWJUX63lUNI/AAAAAAAAAio/pJhW0pIIbGI/s320/customer%2Bservice1.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576112058554208466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;image from Google Search&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didnt want to argue with her, I just wanna make her understand that our service is just the same. I wonder what makes her think that we treated the tourist guests differently. The thing was, she was not friendly to any of my colleagues including me in the first place. Whereas the two tourists were the ones who smiled and waved to us before they left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCLSYzBzeXg/TWJUYJ_ZHNI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3YtjScoIbCY/s320/customer-service-cartoon.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576112062613494994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;image from Google Search&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;I dont mind to listen to customer complaints and apologize to them, but only IF that is or those are my mistake(s). I admit that we may be careless/carefree as we didnt inform them but truth is, I didnt know what happened and she should not have bombarded me saying we treated them differently and so on. I did not serve her before that and my workmates did not let me know anything, I simply wanted to help my friend. Of course even if customers are always right, I dont practise that and let them say what they want. I have my right and I am a customer too just like them. I know how it feels like when your right is violated. Man, seriously... Think before you speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZvcgEuwl50/TWJUYOGJPdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/a3fKVi7YCJQ/s1600/cust%2Bserv.jpg" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 99px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZvcgEuwl50/TWJUYOGJPdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/a3fKVi7YCJQ/s320/cust%2Bserv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576112063715556818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;image from Google Search&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;I remember that day on the 6th during Chinese New Year, I and a friend went to Damai for lunch. It was quite packed but we managed to find a seat to sit down. So we ordered a simple meal (just some fried dumplings) because we kind of rushing to go to another destination. After about 30 minutes, I asked my friend to go and ask about the fried dumplings. However my friend refused to stand up and walk over there saying that the owner has quite a lot of orders, and that we should wait patiently. I didnt care and insisted to ask them since we have paid for it, so finally my friend went there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;However after a while, the dumplings still had not arrived. So finally I myself walked over and asked about the fried dumplings. The owner just gave me a cold stare and said that it's almost our turn. I was very angry and couldnt wait any longer so I said we gonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;tapau&lt;/i&gt; the fried dumplings. Both I and my friend stood there and I couldnt help but to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt; blabber there (but of course not at the owner) out all my dissatisfaction. Finally after another 30 minutes of waiting, the fried dumplings were given to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;Another same incident happened in Tanjung Aru during Valentine's Day. We ordered a simple meal too (Nasi Goreng Tom Yam/Thailand, cant remember) but it arrived almost 30 minutes later. That time it wasnt very busy anymore since most of the people went back home already but the time they took to serve one meal was just too long. Even our change was given back to us after about 15 minutes, which luckily we asked for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;So yeah, both places I experienced bad customer service, but I didnt act like a B****. The first one (in Damai), they should have given priority to those customers who have paid for their food though they are using FIFO system. Second one (in Tanjung Aru), they should have return the money a.s.a.p. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;lah. &lt;/i&gt;Dont &lt;i&gt;lah buat-buat lupa&lt;/i&gt;, hoping that we will forget bout our money just like that. &lt;i&gt;Duhhh~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-6561748139100940822?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/a4lfbbgwb5U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/a4lfbbgwb5U/bad-customer-service.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC2TuuGxq3o/TWKlrP25PtI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sDjXCRc9wCo/s72-c/cust%2Bserv%2Bmelebih.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-customer-service.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-1824432646964393155</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-21T07:24:35.867-08:00</atom:updated><title>.Beautiful KK.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last year in either November or December, Kota Kinabalu City Hall (I guess la...Or maybe some other company...) was doing renovation work and was setting up walkway with roof between Api-Api Center and Promenade Hotel.. Now the work has done and people can walk on the walkway away from the sun and rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I took the pictures since December 2010 and at that time the walkway was only done until before the clock tower (or in front of Zanzibar and Chillax)... Drainage near the walkway was also done. Besides that there are lamps below the roof of the walkway, which allows people to see their way at night if they walk there. Thanks to the government for all these facilities. I'm kinda sure why it's done quickly before this coming general election. BUT I'm wondering whether it will be maintained in the future. That, we'll just have to wait and see. For now, let's use the walkway and enjoy the surrounding view. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHmfwGv9Ih4/TVjjOAIUMSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/c5YPdW-KxOg/s1600/P1010340-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHmfwGv9Ih4/TVjjOAIUMSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/c5YPdW-KxOg/s320/P1010340-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573454368563540258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the time the walkway was still half done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This view shows that the walkway has not been done up to this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on photo for larger thumbnail*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlicMvagJCw/TVjjOYn0OiI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8dp0LtRzS80/s1600/P1010341-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlicMvagJCw/TVjjOYn0OiI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8dp0LtRzS80/s320/P1010341-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573454375138114082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People can still see the view of Promenade Hotel and Marina Court&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from Api-Api Center before the walkway is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on photo for larger thumbnail*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7u5uVVoExU/TVjjOnGGQWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/c8usFpNWtws/s1600/P1010342-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7u5uVVoExU/TVjjOnGGQWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/c8usFpNWtws/s320/P1010342-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573454379023221090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zincs were put up along the place where the workers would be doing the walkway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on photo for larger thumbnail*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9mVoWG_o3c/TVjjPDEW92I/AAAAAAAAAho/vSyvOl_Opkk/s1600/P1010343-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9mVoWG_o3c/TVjjPDEW92I/AAAAAAAAAho/vSyvOl_Opkk/s320/P1010343-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573454386532120418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Workers were seen here doing their job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on photo for larger thumbnail*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xBN-SfkQWA/TVjjPirur5I/AAAAAAAAAhw/7GBWFfBN5p0/s1600/P1010344-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xBN-SfkQWA/TVjjPirur5I/AAAAAAAAAhw/7GBWFfBN5p0/s320/P1010344-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573454395018751890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The part which the walkway is completely done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on photo for larger thumbnail*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-1824432646964393155?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/3e7zELBnABg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/3e7zELBnABg/beautiful-kk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qHmfwGv9Ih4/TVjjOAIUMSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/c5YPdW-KxOg/s72-c/P1010340-2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2011/02/beautiful-kk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-8099484284304999412</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-11T07:59:11.347-08:00</atom:updated><title>McDonald Api-Api with new n fresh look!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What's been happening??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year in October / November, McDonald Api-Api was doing renovation. The whole fast food restaurant was closed temporarily for renovation and a huge banner was hung outside to inform all consumers. Since I'm working part time in Center Point Sabah, I often passed by the restaurant. Of course there were many workers in and outside the building doing the renovation work. And it was quite dangerous for those who pass by near the building since bricks or anything might fall from top of the building. I was thinking how risky it is to close the restaurant for renovation because they will not gain anything for as long as the renovation is in progress. But within a month (early November/December), McDonald is back to business again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didnt take photo of the renovation work progress (I was not interested &amp;amp; it didnt cross my mind to take picture &lt;i&gt;bah&lt;/i&gt;) but I snapped a few photos of the restaurant &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; the renovation. It looks very exclusive and nicer, however lost its previous image as a happy place for kids to dine in and have fun. I guess that's what they are trying to convey now - that McDonald Api-Api is not just a place for kids to dine in, it's also a place for people to meet up, to chill out and dine in after work / college / school and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWBRJD91I/AAAAAAAAAhE/JUy5fvvr6tY/s320/P1010249%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559155001072547666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWBIVW-fI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kkcCVBuFVrI/s320/P1010250%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154998708206066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With many lights filling the whole restaurant at night, McDonald Api-Api really looks beautiful. To be honest, I like the new look of McDonald since the modern look really &lt;i&gt;ngam&lt;/i&gt; now that it is no longer in the 90s. It's just that during day time, the restaurant looks as if it is closed when it is actually open for business. The reason why is because the restaurant is painted in dark colours. However, I still prefer the new look since it looks more modern and creative compared to the previous look which has more red and yellow hue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;McDonald Api-Api used to have a very spacious dining place on 1st floor, plus the quite spacious 'playground' for kids. Now it has only a small playground for kids (see picture below) which was not filled with kids when I went there to have a late supper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWA5OtJNI/AAAAAAAAAg0/QvVhmymYwVg/s1600/P1010251%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWA5OtJNI/AAAAAAAAAg0/QvVhmymYwVg/s320/P1010251%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154994653766866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because of that smaller playground, they have added more tables and chairs. However in my personal opinion, I think that it makes the whole place looks smaller. But of course it's an advantage for them because there are many more tables for customers to dine in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWAiTTgtI/AAAAAAAAAgs/k4p3hX34ygM/s1600/P1010253%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWAiTTgtI/AAAAAAAAAgs/k4p3hX34ygM/s320/P1010253%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154988499043026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from that, there is one closed area on 1st floor which I guess is for those who wanna have private function/celebration. It is definitely cooler inside, which I like, but too bad they will close the place before 12am to do cleaning / something every Monday midnight. Well as far as I know, the last time I went there, the workers have already done cleaning inside the room even before 11.30pm. We were very disappointed because we didnt know that. Since it's a 24-hour dining place, so we thought they wouldn't do something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWAfJrz4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/56FVGOwAEIQ/s1600/P1010254%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWAfJrz4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/56FVGOwAEIQ/s320/P1010254%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154987653386114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU56K1g9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/fflKdWmJ_uQ/s1600/P1010256%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU56K1g9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/fflKdWmJ_uQ/s320/P1010256%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153775135261650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) The cool graphic on the wall :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5sNTTNI/AAAAAAAAAgU/dFPgLPJTqZA/s1600/P1010257%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5sNTTNI/AAAAAAAAAgU/dFPgLPJTqZA/s320/P1010257%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153771387505874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) open space for those who wanna enjoy city's day/night view and for smokers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I was younger, my family (my sister, mum and aunt) and I often went to McDonald Api-Api after church. The place was like the ultimate playground for me and the food there become my favourite until today. The fries, burgers, nuggets, ice creams and pies cant compare to any other. I remember last time, there was this one machine where you can select to play music that you want to listen. It was the one thing that attracted me and I used to browse all the songs and tried to memorize the title. Haha. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5WgfG9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/BkGhr5pMyfo/s1600/sy%2Bba%2Bne%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5WgfG9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/BkGhr5pMyfo/s320/sy%2Bba%2Bne%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153765562391506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) Me when I was younger. Maybe 1 or 2 years old. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5MzBWxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tr7wgHhQTfA/s1600/dith%2Bn%2Bme%2Bblgspt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5MzBWxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tr7wgHhQTfA/s320/dith%2Bn%2Bme%2Bblgspt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153762955778834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) Me and my sister. This picture was taken way back when I was still in kindergarten/primary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYUXjfyfpI/AAAAAAAAAfs/9jemVEgJMaw/s320/me%252Cdith%2Bn%2BmcD%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153184933576338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) Me and my sister again. Even this display was no longer in front of the restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYUXRAaOPI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0toIrEo2jXM/s320/muka%2Bpoyosss%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153179970124018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) Dith &amp;amp; I. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the pictures below were taken when I was younger but a bit older than the rest of the pictures taken above. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYU5AHNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAf8/Pyzn0j3XaYE/s320/me%2Bn%2Bdith%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153759550793666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) Dith &amp;amp; I sharing coke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYUX19webI/AAAAAAAAAf0/oSrlxTCIqAs/s320/me%2Bn%2Bmumy%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153189891111346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) My mummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYUXS2LCQI/AAAAAAAAAfk/wMgbkSA0amQ/s320/mum%2Bn%2Bayee%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153180464056578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) My mum &amp;amp; aunt :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYUXOtoYPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1GiZMO7WIhI/s320/sy%2Bma%2Bayee%2Bblgspt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559153179354489074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above) My aunt &amp;amp; I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those are indeed very sweet memories. Even if it stays as memories, but I will keep them in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-8099484284304999412?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/SkYhalGFbwg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/SkYhalGFbwg/mcdonald-api-api-with-new-n-fresh-look.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSYWBRJD91I/AAAAAAAAAhE/JUy5fvvr6tY/s72-c/P1010249%2Bblgspt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2011/01/mcdonald-api-api-with-new-n-fresh-look.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-423443387280860134</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jan 2011 07:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-05T01:13:04.393-08:00</atom:updated><title>2011 - I'm gonna be 22!!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2010 was just a few days ago.. looking back at that year, so many memories have been left behind.. and yes, 2010 was a year full of activities and it was by far the busiest year in my whole life. I took a glance at the total blog posts in 2010 and it was only 9 posts!!! compared to year 2009, I had 58 posts in total!! and way before I have my blog in blogger.com, I posted at least one blog post every month in year 2008 (except for the month of February)!! Gosh.. I was really &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; busy to update my blog..&lt;div&gt;this year, I decided to dedicate a few moments of my time to update my blog.. because I had so many things to write, to update bout what's happening, but I just didnt have the time. So many pictures were taken, so many events had happened.. Well it is really challenging when your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; life is just so packed with work and college schedule.. But I will try my best *fingers-crossed* ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSQ18Vcj0EI/AAAAAAAAAek/_9HzWAxCc8I/s320/P1010507-2%2Bcopy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558627150747390018" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-423443387280860134?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/IAXYv5WhHYk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/IAXYv5WhHYk/2011-im-gonna-be-22.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TSQ18Vcj0EI/AAAAAAAAAek/_9HzWAxCc8I/s72-c/P1010507-2%2Bcopy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-im-gonna-be-22.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-4051174254173374669</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 07:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:48:04.219-08:00</atom:updated><title>Garfield's twin - you simply cant resist!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Working and studying at the same time really make me have limited time to go online.. So whenever I got the time (even though just for awhile), I'll check the updates on Facebook and watch youtube videos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I watched these videos on youtube which made me (and still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;make me) smile and laugh.. And the cat reminds me of Garfield!! gah, so cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maru and box:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPzNl6NKAG0&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPzN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPzNl6NKAG0&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;l6NKAG0&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfbUVBZWvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/S9QkQsr_SXU/s320/maru+n+box.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532631809534810866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maru in a dustbin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxPXPv3oNY4&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxPXPv3oNY4&amp;amp;fe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxPXPv3oNY4&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;ature=channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfca6EWuWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/n-Od15ZDDUI/s320/maru+in+dustbin.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532633022070176098" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfcbA8jRNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/08RUbNRZ4IY/s320/maru+in+dustbin+2.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532633023916491986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maru under a blanky:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZJaKwuU7UY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZJaKwuU7UY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfeL2cQpfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/IXSi8iofnQo/s320/maru+n+blanket.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532634962421917170" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfeMM98iuI/AAAAAAAAAds/lg3B074qhHw/s320/maru+n+blanket+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532634968468785890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfeMnUy9oI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gUUtAApNrRs/s320/maru+n+blanket+3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532634975543948930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I think this is the intro video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_AbfPXTKms&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_AbfPXTKms&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So whenever you feel down, just watch Maru's videos and it will at least make you smile. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-4051174254173374669?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/LaFjfh6XlQU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/LaFjfh6XlQU/garfields-twin-you-simply-cant-resist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/TMfbUVBZWvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/S9QkQsr_SXU/s72-c/maru+n+box.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/10/garfields-twin-you-simply-cant-resist.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-6580422026833471034</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 06:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:49:58.287-08:00</atom:updated><title>.Little Italy.</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Charlt had been telling me a few times before that the real pizza is not as thick as those pizzas we often see at Pizza Hut. But I know the type of pizzas in Pizza Hut are delicious since it is thick and soft. So feeling just a little curious, I invited Charlt to go dine in Little Italy with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we reached there, we sat near the glass window and the waiter gave us the menu. It was so confusing because there were a lot of words and pictures and most of the name of the dishes are in Italian language. I was looking for a mouth-watering pasta meal but could not find any. So I changed my mind and started looking for lasagna instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One type of lasagne caught my attention and we chose that one, which is Lasagne di Pollo (chicken lasagne). After that we decided to get a regular pizza for lunch as well. So Charlt picked Little Italy Pizza which has anchovies, mozzarella cheese etc (I cant remember! LOL!). For dessert, I picked Chocolate Mousse though I planned to get Tiramisu cake in the first place. Hehe. Last but not least, we both picked Iced Peach Tea as our drinks. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plzVARs8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/UrqipKVQQkk/s1600/Photo+1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plzVARs8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/UrqipKVQQkk/s320/Photo+1552.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800229508297666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chocolate Mousse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_ploUpzmiI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iekfP3OtxSY/s1600/Photo+1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_ploUpzmiI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iekfP3OtxSY/s320/Photo+1550.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800040435489314" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Our small table near the window. the pizza's really BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_pln8YfzjI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SJMMnz3aW8E/s1600/Photo+1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_pln8YfzjI/AAAAAAAAAcM/SJMMnz3aW8E/s320/Photo+1551.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800033920437810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is the single pizza slice. Yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plnsjXFMI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fwSLM-gQfDU/s1600/Photo+1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plnsjXFMI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fwSLM-gQfDU/s320/Photo+1548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800029671036098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BIG crunchy &amp;amp; salty pizza =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plnPrr_QI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FBySOybXfTs/s1600/Photo+1545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plnPrr_QI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FBySOybXfTs/s320/Photo+1545.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800021921332482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lasagne di Pollo. When cheese is your favourite food, this is the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plmsOD3II/AAAAAAAAAb0/Jy7ZAaIqNtk/s1600/Photo+1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plmsOD3II/AAAAAAAAAb0/Jy7ZAaIqNtk/s320/Photo+1543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474800012401826946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Iced Peach Tea. Very refreshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;We didnt finish the whole pizza; we left 4 slices of it. But honestly we were full with the lasagne and iced peach tea alone, you know! And the whole thing costs me less than RM 90! We definitely going back there to try out some other types of dish! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-6580422026833471034?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/HXBRklBylok" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/HXBRklBylok/little-italy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_plzVARs8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/UrqipKVQQkk/s72-c/Photo+1552.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-italy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-7048185891414764246</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2010 00:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:50:49.296-08:00</atom:updated><title>.Sign Language.</title><description>&lt;span &gt;Just the other Saturday night, after mass, me and Charlt went to KFC in Tanjung Aru to have dinner while waiting for his sister. After we had made our decision, I told the staff at the counter our choices. She did not say a word, instead she used sign language to let me know that she cant speak or hear. I did not know that all the staff there are using sign language to communicate. Feeling so embarrassed that time, I straight away mentioned that I did not know about that and proceeded to make my order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/sign-language-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/sign-language-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;While waiting for our order, Charlt mentioned that he learned sign language before. But due to lack of practice, he has forgotten most of the sign language. After we got our meal, we picked a small table near the wall. While eating, we noticed the sign language graphics on the wall. Only then I realized those tiny pictures of sign language. Haha. Suddenly Charlt mentioned to me that it would be great if he can learn sign language again and it will be easier to communicate with them. Then I thought to myself, hey, that's true. We always have the desire to learn another language, why dont we learn sign language as an additional language to communicate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, a group of four tourists from Japan came to dine in Kenny Rogers Roasters. I didnt know that they are deaf and dumb. I just thought maybe they had sore throat and cant talk for the time being. But I was wrong. They even communicate with each other using sign language. After some time, I took their orders and it was a tough one as it was hard to explain to them about the menu. However I guess they could understand me eventually. That was when I realized it is important to learn sign language as another language. But it's kinda rare to see normal people have the interest to learn sign language, isn't it? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-7048185891414764246?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/_jBdPMN5V0k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/_jBdPMN5V0k/sign-language.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/04/sign-language.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-6063778321398105528</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 15:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:51:55.637-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Challenging Situation</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know it has been awhile since the last update of my blog. God knows how many drafts I saved online but cannot publish it because I simply cannot continue the story anymore (I actually cannot remember what exactly happened after a few days or maybe a week after the event. Yeah I have a terribly weak memory. Hmmm...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Well, I just wanna share about an incident that happened to me where I was very pissed off with a customer. I know I learnt that customers are always right in college, but if the customer/customers is/are being rude, I dont really wanna care bout whatever I learnt in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;So on that day, I was working as usual and there were not many customers in the restaurant. A father and son walked in the restaurant and my colleague took order from them, while I was busy taking order from foreign customers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After sometime the father (who was grumpy and talked loudly on the phone when they first walked in) and son (his son is still in primary school) asked me for 2 more soups. I saw on the table already had two chicken soups. I didnt even bother to ask whether he only wants the soups or other meal, and he didnt mention anything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After the chicken soups arrived and I was doing other stuff, suddenly he called me again and asked for his meal. I was quite confused because I was not the one who took the order in the first place. So I went to the cashier and checked his bill. There was no meal ordered. So in confusion, I asked my colleague (who took the order from him) just to confirm whether he had ordered his meal or not. Without answering me, my colleague went off to ask the customer. So I continued my work once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;After his meal arrived, suddenly he called with an angry tone and again I went to his table because no other server seemed to be free that time. Bad luck for me, he complained about his meal again. This time he was complaining with a loud voice and demanding for rice. I felt weird because why on Earth did he not get rice in the first place, if he had really asked for rice already? I saw that there were already 3 side dishes on his plate, so I asked him whether he wants to add on the rice or not. He didnt understand why he should add on the rice because he thought Kenny Rogers Roasters (KRR) &lt;i&gt;memang&lt;/i&gt; serves the roasted chicken together with rice. So I explained to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Suddenly he raised his voice and started complaining again. He was talking in a different accent (definitely not Sabahan or Sarawakian accent) and he was looking here and there while talking, so I couldnt hear clearly whatever he said. So I said 'sorry' because I couldnt hear him. Then he shouted at me asking whether I'm Sabahan or not and whether I'm a Malaysian or not. He purposely shouted at me in front of all those foreigners (from Germany if I'm not mistaken) and asking why do I have to speak in English with him. I was surprised because I didnt speak ALL English to him. I was just using words such as 'a-la-carte', 'side dishes', 'muffin' and 'sorry' only. WTF?! The father was wearing a formal outfit with a modern technology gadget; so I thought he must be fluent in English. Who knows...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I was so embarassed because there were a lot of customers who were looking at us. Even my manager was looking at the both of us. I can feel my face was so burning hot I think it melted and dripped on the floor. I almost raised my voice too and shouted back at him but luckily I didnt lose my grip. So I went off and returned to give him a-la-carte rice. This time he complained again that it was way too much food and that he couldnt finish them all. So he took a little bit of rice and asked me to take the rest of it. I was so pissed off I almost threw the whole bowl of rice on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the incident, I was so furious and angry that I refused to go to his table to tend to him. I let my other colleagues to do the job. After some time, I overheard his conversation with his young son. They were mentioning about the food they ordered and His Own Son's Mistake to Order Wrongly! After he knew that it was his son's mistake instead of ours (the staff of KRR), he called my colleague and apologized for whatever that happened. He didnt apologise to me directly of course, but even if he did, I might put on my '&lt;i&gt;linsi&lt;/i&gt;' face to him. Also he mentioned that it was his first time to dine in KRR and he didnt know how to order, he is just an &lt;i&gt;orang kampung (yadayadayada) &lt;/i&gt;and only his son is used to dine in there. Yeah, whatever~ I just totally didnt care whether he's going to come back to KRR or not, I was just completely mad and couldnt care less about anything else but to get my 'face' back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wish I can give customer service such as the cartoons below. Muahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*click on picture below to view larger thumbnail*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;cartoon from &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/"&gt;www.cartoonstock.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSi7kf4_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/O8-f-6NZsY8/s1600/pron186l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSi7kf4_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/O8-f-6NZsY8/s320/pron186l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474286475872822258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*click on the picture below to view larger thumbnail*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cartoon from &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/"&gt;www.cartoonstock.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSicSrTvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/B5eOg8iCoE4/s1600/pron21l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSicSrTvI/AAAAAAAAAbE/B5eOg8iCoE4/s320/pron21l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474286467476573938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*click on the picture below to view larger thumbnail*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSiMMXIvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iKvL-WzflII/s1600/cust+complaints.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSiMMXIvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iKvL-WzflII/s320/cust+complaints.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474286463155118834" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This (cartoon below) is really one of the best! I think everyone who works in the customer service industry should own one gun, at least! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Just kidding, of course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSh-b0UQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jfrJ3C-VYLY/s1600/cust+complaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSh-b0UQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jfrJ3C-VYLY/s320/cust+complaint.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474286459461849346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;on second thought, maybe I dont wanna be any one of them cuz Im gonna be a customer too. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSh-b0UQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jfrJ3C-VYLY/s1600/cust+complaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-6063778321398105528?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/TG6afQii1h0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/TG6afQii1h0/challenging-situation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S_iSi7kf4_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/O8-f-6NZsY8/s72-c/pron186l.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/02/challenging-situation.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-2916347339014495818</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:52:58.134-08:00</atom:updated><title>Studying, Working and.....?</title><description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm exhausted! I stood all day and got my rest only just now at 11.20pm. Whew~! (Well, I did have my rest way before that, at about 1.10pm.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the morning, I had Kitchen Preparatory class which requires me to cook a/a few dish/dishes according to the recipes given. I admit I learnt &amp;amp; gained a lot of knowledge from Chef Ka and also one of my seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen, we were required to do the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mise en place &lt;/span&gt;or prepare all the ingredients needed before we start cooking. During this time, I learnt chopping, slicing and mincing from a senior. It was really fun and easy, but to be a pro, I still need a lot of practise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we have prepared everything, Chef Ka (the chef-in-charge that time) asked one of us to cook the rice. (Oh, I forgot to mention that we were required to cook &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mi Goreng Mamak &amp;amp; Nasi Goreng&lt;/span&gt;) At first he asked one of the boys to cook, but he went off to wash his hands. So Chef Ka pointed at me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time, I was so nervous already. I felt that I was going to embarass myself. Anyway, I went in front and did as he directed me. Of course I am afraid of fire, but I'll be a dumbass if I refused to go in front of the stove and start cooking. I mean, if my fear stop me from learning, then what's the purpose for me to go to college and study and learn and &lt;i&gt;blablabla&lt;/i&gt;? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the first one to try to do the dish (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Nasi Goreng&lt;/span&gt;), with no experience whatsoever, I didnt do it well. I mean it was okay, but I dont feel satisfied. It was because I saw another one of my senior did it so well till I feel so envy and amazed and in awe and, and, and... Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the students after me were doing it well. Argh, nevermind. There's always room to improve &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;(After&lt;/span&gt; everything was done, there was a scene. It was because of responsibility. We were supposed to clean up the utensils and everything, but 90% of them didnt. So &lt;i&gt;blablabla &lt;/i&gt;and 2 guys almoooossstt fight with each other but luckily Chef Jack came and talked to the both of them and everything was alright afterward).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that class, I went off to have a rest because I was very exhausted. My legs feel so weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;even until now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;because I stood for a long time. Haiz. So yeah, I know I missed a class after that. (Miss, if you're reading this now, I'm so sorry I M.I.A. just now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 5pm sharp, I reached my workplace. Yesh, workplace. I'm studying and working (part time) at the same time. I know it's challenging, I know it's tiring. But first day is looking good, though it's so tiring and killing me. I'm happy; it's amazing. I feel happy I'm doing this now. I mean I'm happy I can study and work at the same time. But in the long run, I dont know how I will feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was a bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;kelam-kabut&lt;/span&gt; and blur just now when I first started my work (though I've worked in that place before this), cuz I've been there for only 1 month. That was in February or March 2007. It means I've left the place for 34months or almost 3 years. What do they expect from me? Of course I cant remember everything! And definitely there will be mistakes everywhere! I have so many things and memories and formula to remember during these 3 years. Hahaha.. But anyway, I enjoyed working there. It was fun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;, I can say fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;lah.&lt;/span&gt; Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-2916347339014495818?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/bKdXscVZUbc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/bKdXscVZUbc/studying-working-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/02/studying-working-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-889673537556166384</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 15:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:56:19.831-08:00</atom:updated><title>My sis is here!</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Yeah, finally my sis decided to come back to he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;r hometown and visit her family there. Haha. I was very excited because I miss her a lot! The night she came home from West Malaysia, I missed the chance to join&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; my parents to fetch her from the airport. I only met her when I came home that night. I was really tired and sleepy, but I didnt sleep as soon as I reached home. Instead, I talked to her and tried the s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hort pants and skirt that she got for me. The next day, I had class so I went to college as usua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;l. In the evening, I joined my sis, my aunt &amp;amp; my mum for shopping spree in Giant Central Plaza. Again, I wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s extremely exhausted but I wanted to join them (It almost felt like I havent met them for a really l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ong time). A day after that, I still have class. But luckily my class until about 1pm. So later I joined them (my sis, aunt &amp;amp; mum) in 1 Borneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I reached there, I saw several changes were made since my last visit. I used to work there till May last year, and now I feel like I wanna work there again. After all there are more customers and visitors now. But I should just forget about it and concentrate on my studies now. By the way, I forgot to mention that I went back to my high school to take a cert a day bef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ore that. Like 1B &amp;amp; many other places in KK, the physical of my high school changed a lot too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we were in 1B, I went to a shop &amp;amp; showed my sis the Indian costume that I want. I'm going to wear that for my friend's engagement day (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngam-ngam&lt;/span&gt; on Chinese New Year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi tu. &lt;/span&gt;14 Feb. I'm ac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tually not sure whether I can go or not. But I'll just buy everything just in case I can go), because the guy has a little bit of Indian blood while the girl has a little bit of Philipino blood, and the theme mentioned about Indian &amp;amp; Philipino traditional clothes. Nice eh? =D Oh, by the way, the name of the Indian costume is Salwar Kameez (for male is: Dhoti Kurta) and it is VERY nice. But...in the end I picked the other clothes which look like &lt;span&gt;Kadazan&lt;/span&gt; costume (but I guess it's supposed to be a modified version of Salwar Kameez) because I cannot afford the Salwar Kameez. Huhu. Nvm. I'll buy a Saree next time. Nyahaha. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After tired of walking around in 1B (and my aunt was rushing to go back home), we decided to get out of 1 Borneo. My aunt &amp;amp; mum went back home, while me &amp;amp; my sis went to Likas Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI7ZOZv2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/BICRlqZv63Q/s1600-h/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI7ZOZv2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/BICRlqZv63Q/s320/DSC02043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591748480974690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah, that's me (still in my uniform) &amp;amp; my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nR0BEg76I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/r3bt3qHF3a4/s1600-h/Photo+0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nR0BEg76I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/r3bt3qHF3a4/s320/Photo+0949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601517342617506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is the Salwar Kameez that I wanted so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nRzjh-5YI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/D20JTkRKXLE/s1600-h/Photo+0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nRzjh-5YI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/D20JTkRKXLE/s320/Photo+0946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601509413152130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Finally bought this for myself.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt even look like an Indian clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Instead it looks like &lt;span&gt;Kadazan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Dont you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1ndh0fkPII/AAAAAAAAAaE/puDfh7-p_AI/s1600-h/bju+kadazan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1ndh0fkPII/AAAAAAAAAaE/puDfh7-p_AI/s320/bju+kadazan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429614398868307074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;One of the Kadazan costumes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI8lWuqAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cOc31WQyLOc/s1600-h/DSC02102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI8lWuqAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cOc31WQyLOc/s320/DSC02102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591768916994050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've no idea why I posed like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI7_2z1II/AAAAAAAAAYc/mkk47Id0ob8/s1600-h/DSC02100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI7_2z1II/AAAAAAAAAYc/mkk47Id0ob8/s320/DSC02100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591758851003522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah I know we dont look alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI8CpdrrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZTj_ZQBlMR0/s1600-h/DSC02101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI8CpdrrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZTj_ZQBlMR0/s320/DSC02101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591759600332466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;...but I guess I'm still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;manja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; with her. ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI88szoXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/YDstDRylU9c/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI88szoXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/YDstDRylU9c/s320/DSC02108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429591775183610226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Owh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;, we're sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Haha. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nKBWaI1pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aZJqYKdorXY/s1600-h/DSC02118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nKBWaI1pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aZJqYKdorXY/s320/DSC02118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429592950315734674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is my 6th 'house', I guess. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-889673537556166384?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/2E5sZ_LoLhU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/2E5sZ_LoLhU/my-sis-is-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/S1nI7ZOZv2I/AAAAAAAAAYU/BICRlqZv63Q/s72-c/DSC02043.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-sis-is-here.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-693982301965673408</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 11:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:57:05.184-08:00</atom:updated><title>1st day of Sem. 2</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Exhausted!! My body is screaming and asking me to go to bed now, but my mind &amp;amp; eyes said "be cool, you can have your rest later. Update blog first". Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today is my 1st day in ATIC for 2nd semester. It was a great day actually. I didnt know that Lecturers of Semester 2 will be so cool and funny. Well, I really enjoyed my class today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;First 2 periods were for Food Safety &amp;amp; Sanitary (FSS) class. Lecturer in charge is Sir Hubert. When we first walked in, he was already talking but he didnt scold us or warn us for being late. I guess it was because all the classrooms shifted to the new building (oh I forgot to mention this in the beginning, right?), and made it difficult to find the exact classroom for FSS subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ok. So, about the lecturer - Sir Hubert, he has a serious face but once he asks us to imagine this and that, we really couldnt stop laughing. He's such a nice and cool lecturer. (Well, for the time being). The way he talks really reminds me of a friend. I couldnt stop giggling when I think bout that. Hehe. Also, he made me feel that I didnt pick the wrong course. He made me feel like I want to love Pastry Arts much more than before! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We had FSS class until 11 something. After that we had no class at all until almost 3pm. So during that period, I went to have my lunch and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Class resume at 3 something and I was totally surprised to see a chinese guy in the classroom. He was the person-in-charge when I retook my exam last year. He too has a serious face. Oh, I forgot to mention his name. He is Sir Harland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This time though, the classroom got a majority of Chinese students. Most of them are my seniors (different courses of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after attendance, Sir Harland started his lecture. I  already held my breath &amp;amp; waiting to listen to his serious lecture when he opened his mouth. But I'm amazed to know that he's such a cheerful &amp;amp; happy person all throughout our lesson. I noticed he smiled &amp;amp; laughed a lot. And he didnt even give a damn if the class is noisy or nobody listens to him or some students online or sms or whatever. His smile will still be there. And another amazing thing is that, though it seemed like nobody listens to him, but he will get a reply eventually from a few students. And that's when his smile is on his face again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember he said today "I dont care if you want to sms somebody during my class, but remember to put your phone in silent mode." and "I just want to finish my syllabus. Then you all can go home 1 hour earlier or 1 &amp;amp; a half hour earlier." Cool~~ I like him! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-693982301965673408?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/2p-PLRs5qtI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/2p-PLRs5qtI/1st-day-of-sem-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-sem-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-6822941441777171676</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:57:33.039-08:00</atom:updated><title>I hope that this year....</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Finally I'm  home and got the chance to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as a start, I just wanna write about my hope for this year. (I wonder why I didn’t think of this on New Year’s day. I mean on 1st of Jan). I know life’s not gonna be any easier than the year before; since my schedule is kinda pack during weekdays compared to last sem, and there are a lotta things that I myself have to deal with, especially in financial area. I have to learn to stand on my own feet no matter what. But anyway, I’m positive that I will be able to get through all those and make some changes this year. Well, finger-crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t deny that I have a very long list of things that I wana do and things that I hope I can change this year. But I’ll just make it short and simple and just mention some of ‘em here. One of those is get a car for myself. I got my license since January last year, but never even driven a car till now. (How pathetic). I’m just afraid that I’ll forget how to drive a car when I get the ‘real’ license January next year if I don’t start practicing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is I hope I can fund my own college fees. I don’t know how I’m going to do that, but I’ll figure out a way. Miraculous things do happen sometimes, don’t they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I really should work on anger management. I’m not a person who usually let my temper flares up, but when something hurtful is said or done, then I will keep on thinking bout it till my anger becomes outta control. Since I know that my bad-temper is very destructive to my relationship with people around me, so I must learn how to cope with that. Or else, I'll be mad over things that were actually just a misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that is it. There are more, but I’ll keep the long list to myself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-6822941441777171676?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/9wnXwqNH3v4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/9wnXwqNH3v4/i-hope-that-this-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hope-that-this-year.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-1256292938952209149</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:54:06.787-08:00</atom:updated><title>Chronology of Past Events</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;2 Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-karaoke nite with muh gang GGMK in Growball Centre Point. Felt that high school year was being left so far behind and yet we were missing it very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-nite out with muh gang GGMK at Jesselton Point. That's what we always do. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to Pulau Mamutik &amp;amp; Manukan with students of KKHS 5 Bestari '06. Both feet got a lot of wound due to walking on the seabed full of rocks in Mamutik and left foot pricked by sea urchin in Manukan. But a great experience since I got the chance to snorkel around after my foot felt better.&lt;br /&gt;-supposed to attend Christmas potluck party at Yvonne &amp;amp; Felix's house during lunchtime but couldn't make it&lt;br /&gt;-forgotten all about Shona's birthday (gosh. what a terrible friend I am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-went to Tecktronik event in Razz Ma Tazz (it's an event for Hardstyle, Jumpstyle &amp;amp; Tecktonik dancers &amp;amp; those who love that kinda music/dance. Darl's da DJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-missed out UMS food test &amp;amp; survey at Gaya Street&lt;br /&gt;-attended KKHS Form6 07/08 yamcha in Lintas (spent about 20mins only with them &gt;.&lt;).  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;-missed out KKHS 5 Amanah '06 Reunion at Yoyo, Pizza Hut &amp;amp; Cempaka Square. (awww.. I wanted to go so badly.. hmm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-went to morning mass in Sacred Heart Cathedral, and then had lunch with Shona's family in KK. (What a day! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;babi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; only. Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas open house - my place. Also had Christmas carols by St John's Chapel's choir group after dinner. (It was fun with the presence of my friends, but still felt quite empty cuz my sis wasnt around).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-Darl's Christmas Party at his house; got a surprised frm Darl. (Love it!) =)&lt;br /&gt;-went to Ezra's (Darl's friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; grandparents house in Kg Nambazan, Penampang for Christmas&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; makan-makan&lt;/span&gt;. And I was totally giddy that night. =.="'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-joined Paintball game at Area 21, Penampang - Andrew's place. (Got a shot by Adrian Simon and it became a wound! I'm gonna remember that! haha. But it was a great game!)&lt;br /&gt;-joined Darl &amp;amp; family to Darl's granduncle's place in Kolopis for Christmas. (feel kinda amazed seeing Darl's granduncles were there too. Wondered where are all my granduncles/grandaunts..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-Outing with ex-classmates of 6C/六丙 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; (2001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Chung Hwa KK. (Dont know why, but I felt kinda outta place. Hmm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-KKHS 5 Amanah '06 Beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;BBQ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Party. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayaaaammmm&lt;/span&gt;!!! LOL xD it was great though. Lotsa past memories &amp;amp; laughter).&lt;br /&gt;-accompanied Darl at home &amp;amp; tasted Darl's cooking (delicious!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dec 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;-went to Darl's grandma/granduncle's place in Tuaran to celebrate New Year (great xperience! though I know I must've dance like a piece of wood &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang &lt;/span&gt;rocking here and there. Ngahaha. Nvm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-still in Tuaran.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the orchard owned by Darl's Inang &amp;amp; had fun plucking cheese fruit using a long bamboo! x) awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cosmopoint Prom Nite at Growball 6th flr Restaurant &amp;amp; Lounge (Darl's the DJ. He did a fantastic job. =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;*pix will be uploaded soon!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-1256292938952209149?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/0B6z8gBWTGk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/0B6z8gBWTGk/chronology-of-past-events.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2010/01/chronology-of-past-events.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-3229025196696403748</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 18:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:53:24.644-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pain, pain, pain...</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;I intended to write new post and finalize and publish the ones that I had already save in draft since a week ago. But a lot of things happened in such short period of time till I failed to do that. And now I guess those drafts will just remain as drafts, since I hate writing about things that had passed. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, yeah, I had tonsillitis which caused me to experience pain for a few days. I'll feel pain when I swallow food, water and even my own saliva. *sigh* And I also have difficulty in speech. Here's the picture of how tonsillitis look like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;(just click on the word below.&lt;br /&gt;BUT if you have a weak stomach,&lt;br /&gt;it is advisable not to click the word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/85/243018488_92b1995ceb.jpg"&gt;Tonsillitis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-3229025196696403748?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/v35KKd_0kuc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/v35KKd_0kuc/pain-pain-pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/11/pain-pain-pain.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-6737661368525025782</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 10:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T22:58:45.420-08:00</atom:updated><title>...b0rEdoM stRikEs...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Feel quite bored so I edited a few pictures. Here are two of those edited pictures. =) Just me and that someone that I'm so 'obsessed' with. LOL x) &lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;why am I so obsessed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;with him?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;(Mariah Carey song) &lt;span&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; " id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvanUFjMIeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7U4jCLxtNl4/s1600-h/grey+emboss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvanUFjMIeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7U4jCLxtNl4/s400/grey+emboss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401688766606483938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;...nuttin to do, so just trying out my lappy's cam. LOL. so fugly... But I love it =)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(click on picture for larger thumbnail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvanT4w2DaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/TihSZJftGqM/s1600-h/nerd+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvanT4w2DaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/TihSZJftGqM/s400/nerd+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401688763174096290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;...Really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sien'&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;, so WE tried on his sis' big round specs. Made my nose looked even more huge!! arghh!! NERRRR-DYYYYY... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-6737661368525025782?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/GC086_CYy6c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/GC086_CYy6c/b0redom-strikes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvanUFjMIeI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7U4jCLxtNl4/s72-c/grey+emboss.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/11/b0redom-strikes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-7485615560736775100</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T07:59:49.035-08:00</atom:updated><title>Padas White Water Rafting!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvaqjHH8FKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Obl8xxLV1dA/s1600-h/padas+rafting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvaqjHH8FKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Obl8xxLV1dA/s400/padas+rafting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401692323261977762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;...just a picture of how it will look like, but not us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Rafting! (&lt;a href="http://www.traversetours.com/whitewater_rafting_padas.php"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for more info).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes! It was the day! It was really an unforgettable experience for me. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity since two years ago. My friend planned to do this and asked me to join her, but it never became a reality. Until, yesterday (1 November 2009). =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Actually the activity supposed to be on the 31st of October. And I was supposed to attend a friend's wedding reception &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/11/sarahs-wedding-reception.html"&gt;(view previous post)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on that very same day. So I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;was quite dizzy  thinking of ways how I can attend both event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;However, Him who seated high above, is really great and worked wonders upon us. The activity then  postponed to the 1st of November and I am very grateful for that. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So I joined 8 other Lifeliners to Padas; and as early as 8am we were supposed to depart already from Wisma Sabah. (But I was late! =.="') So we were on tourists' bus that morning and were briefed about the program/tour schedule. Afterward each of us were given one box of breakfast. Quite yummy - a bread + egg and a small banana and a drumstick. During the journey/tour, I was sleepy. And I couldnt even watch the movie in the bus because I sat at the last row and plus I forgot to bring my glasses. I'm short-sighted. Huhu. So what to do, just sleep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la. &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvarecKuPCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ONltIddT-7E/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvarecKuPCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ONltIddT-7E/s400/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401693342523079714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;...in the tour bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;To make this long story short, I just write out in point form whatever things that happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Passed by Crocker Range (wanna go there someday! x) hihi)&lt;br /&gt;- Reached Tenom railway station&lt;br /&gt;- changed clothes and applied sunblock&lt;br /&gt;- waited at the Railway station, left all our stuff in the tour bus&lt;br /&gt;- train came. A lot of people rushed in. No seats. Arghh. But then a lady gave away two seats. So I got the chance to sit. Whew~&lt;br /&gt;- kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sakai&lt;/span&gt; at first. this train is kinda different from KTM in west Malaysia. (haha. of course)&lt;br /&gt;- got a few seats outside as well. Those are open seats. Didnt sit there bcuz it was sunny at first. But then it became windy. Regretted did not sit there. Can get better view.&lt;br /&gt;- didnt sleep in the train because I was so excited and anxious throughout the journey&lt;br /&gt;- sat facing the back of the train. looked out the window, saw a hill to my left and Padas river to my right. can see the landslide to my left.&lt;br /&gt;- went through a small and short tunnel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syok&lt;/span&gt;!! it was dark and eerie but BEST! *twice*&lt;br /&gt;- Reached Padas 'Riverbug' White Water Rafting. (Wonder why it is called "White Water Rafting", when the colour of the river is not white at all. Just look at the picture above &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah. &lt;/span&gt;LOL! xD)&lt;br /&gt;- was briefed in detail by a river guide. Safety precautions, ways to save yourself, and many more were told. (I wasnt sure whether I can remember all those! =.="')&lt;br /&gt;- After that very detailed explanation, we were split to 3 groups. Each group consists of 6 people and two river guides, except for a group from Hong Kong, which consists of 7 people and two river guides.&lt;br /&gt;- we were advised not to take picture because of the condition of the river. It was high tide. And nobody from Riverbug takes picture too. Haiz... too bad... *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;- paddling. warm-up session. very brief. Didnt even feel tired. Just that it was quite hard to paddle with the strong current&lt;br /&gt;- was not even sunny. Oh sun! Come out, come out wherever you are... I applied a lot of sunblock &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt; just now. Dont wanna waste that. xD&lt;br /&gt;- the two river guides behind us were explaining and giving us instruction. it was fun. one of the river guides looks quite matured (like late 20s), but he's just about my age. (Whuuuttt??? @.@)&lt;br /&gt;- initially there were no rapid. we were just paddling in the strong current but quite calm river.&lt;br /&gt;- then we reached the 1st rapid. it is called a 'Mickey Mouse'. This was where the FUN began! Yeh, water splashing everywhere; we were soaked wet and extremely excited; the rubber raft was almost overturned/capsized!&lt;br /&gt;- after that we paddled through 'snake', 'headhunters', 'lambada', and many more rapids. Couldnt remember all the names. A lot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- After 10km of paddling through a few different rapids, we stopped and went on shore to have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;- lunch was quite '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feng fu&lt;/span&gt;'. They prepared lamb, hotdogs, pumpkins, popiahs, cabbages etc. I ate with a great appetite because I starved! Not cuz I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;godot&lt;/span&gt; k? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;- After lunch, we continue another 7km of paddling. but this time, no more rapids. Just paddling through calm river. Followed the current.&lt;br /&gt;- finished the whole activity. Reached another place (somewhere near Beaufort I heard) and we got on a narrow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampan&lt;/span&gt; with a motor/engine. it looked like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampan&lt;/span&gt;, but did not require paddling. kind of like speedboat/motorboat. But this one was narrow and long.&lt;br /&gt;- was wondering 'huh, this is it? i thought got something even more dangerous than this.' in my head I thought we were going to paddle down a waterfall. Haha. That's ADVENTUROUS! or maybe it is more like a SUICIDE?? for those who is heart-broken? like what the riverguide told us. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;- Reached another place in Sabah. The name of the place is weird, so I couldnt remember. It was another railway station.&lt;br /&gt;- So we washed ourselves a bit and waited for the train.&lt;br /&gt;- Train came and took us back to Beaufort railway and bus station. On my way, I fell asleep. Muscle didnt ache but felt very exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;- Reached Beaufort. The tour bus was already waiting there. The place is familiar to me cuz it was my 2nd time there. Kind of miss to walk around Beaufort with Karen Yiow. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;- After everyone was ready, the bus took us back to Kota Kinabalu (KK).&lt;br /&gt;- Fell asleep in the bus. Reached Wisma Sabah before 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;- In conclusion, I want to do this again! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-7485615560736775100?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/oZxXUtXPGTs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/oZxXUtXPGTs/padas-white-water-rafting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvaqjHH8FKI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Obl8xxLV1dA/s72-c/padas+rafting.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/11/padas-white-water-rafting.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-4991085471513893796</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 03:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T18:05:30.218-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sarah &amp; Bonaventure's Wedding Reception</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A day that I've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite nervous and excited at the same time. As if it is MY wedding reception~! LOL. Well, I have my own reason why I felt nervous and excited at the same time. Excited because it was a wedding reception! I ought to be happy and excited for the bride and groom! LOL!  However I was nervous at the same time because I was going to meet my schoolmates again after some time; and that's not all. I was going to meet them with my better half, who is also an ex-classmate of the bride. And since our "secret love affair" was still quite unknown to the public, so of course I was kinda nervous to know their reaction when they see my better half walk in to the wedding reception with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Plus I was nervous because I thought I didnt have any proper dress or outfit to go to the wedding reception (since we were told that the theme was PURPLE. But aint no purple is seen as the theme. Duh~). But luckily I found one purple top just a few minutes before I leave the house. Whew~ Thank God~! so I just grabbed anything that I thought will be a match with that top without even trying. LOL. After i reached Darl's house, then I tried on the purple shorts with the top and next the purple top with jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWRhvD2uI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MhXyy-Eio44/s1600-h/Photo+0524-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWRhvD2uI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MhXyy-Eio44/s400/Photo+0524-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401599662191008482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;...with a purple shorts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;(low quality picture as I dont have a proper camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;bah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWR_TyY-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/7PQnALG0ZxM/s1600-h/Photo+0527-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWR_TyY-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/7PQnALG0ZxM/s400/Photo+0527-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401599670129681378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...with a pair of jeans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;(low quality picture as I dont have a proper camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;bah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Finally I decided to wear the top with the jeans. Since my better half told me something that I couldnt argue with, so that's the decision &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah.&lt;/span&gt; Kekeke. I'm very "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guai&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;punya&lt;/span&gt;. LOL! xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qS1foWmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bJswa-c499Q/s1600-h/DSC05591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qS1foWmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bJswa-c499Q/s400/DSC05591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721718814628450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeah. That's the beautiful bride and the handsome groom. :) Cheers to the both of you! Wish 'em happily ever after! :) *wink2*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qTlft81I/AAAAAAAAAUU/PGkR3BiS6zo/s1600-h/DSC05598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qTlft81I/AAAAAAAAAUU/PGkR3BiS6zo/s400/DSC05598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721731699897170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;...Classmates of 5 Dinamik 2006; all 6 of them...&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except for the groom&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qi3BUvLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XP6uCWHgQto/s1600-h/sarah%27s+wedding+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qi3BUvLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XP6uCWHgQto/s400/sarah%27s+wedding+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721994102291634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Gurlz of KKHS with the newlyweds. Yeh we RAWKK! ,\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qT0tYc1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/LS40Zd8yQtg/s1600-h/sarah%27s+wedding+8-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qT0tYc1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/LS40Zd8yQtg/s400/sarah%27s+wedding+8-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721735783740242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yeh that's what we call as purple theme! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NOT! Mmmm x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which I think supposed to be Red and White)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qjIPdKaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JBXgRyf2-TE/s1600-h/sarah%27s+wedding+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qjIPdKaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JBXgRyf2-TE/s400/sarah%27s+wedding+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721998724966818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;KKHS s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;choolmates with the lovely bride. ^^v &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qis0gmRI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ix_uVRuSdJ4/s1600-h/sarah%27s+wedding+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qis0gmRI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ix_uVRuSdJ4/s400/sarah%27s+wedding+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721991364188434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;1 Table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qTMgmuXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8dMOFhd4Kuw/s1600-h/DSC05595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qTMgmuXI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8dMOFhd4Kuw/s400/DSC05595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721724992731506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Take 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qj6K8b_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/9Ju1w5WDP7c/s1600-h/sarah%27s+wedding+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qj6K8b_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/9Ju1w5WDP7c/s400/sarah%27s+wedding+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399722012127817714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;3 classmates and 1 schoolmate. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWSFbdIsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YcrkqOTFbrk/s1600-h/DSC00111-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWSFbdIsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YcrkqOTFbrk/s400/DSC00111-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401599671772455618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My better half &amp;amp; I. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qjRSAFLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/1ujGHeX6fp4/s1600-h/sarah%27s+wedding+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su-qjRSAFLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/1ujGHeX6fp4/s400/sarah%27s+wedding+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399722001151562930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Sva3WOB-anI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TghLBwIAsZo/s1600-h/DSC05607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Sva3WOB-anI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TghLBwIAsZo/s400/DSC05607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401706395428874866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;On our way home. Yeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;well, it turned out to be a great night (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;makan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free, of course it was great&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!) And I'm glad I can be myself and throw away that feeling of nervousness and do what I've always do. So once again, CONGRATS to the bride, SARAH, &amp;amp; the groom, BONAVENTURE! Lotsa Luv from me. Mwah Mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-4991085471513893796?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/RgIVvrwLx-0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/RgIVvrwLx-0/sarahs-wedding-reception.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvZWRhvD2uI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MhXyy-Eio44/s72-c/Photo+0524-2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/11/sarahs-wedding-reception.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-6122976850162789891</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 04:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T04:31:22.716-08:00</atom:updated><title>Exam &amp; Sick!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's the day of Communication Skill I test..&lt;br /&gt;I had not even prepared myself!&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, I think it's doom day for me...! Not even a witch or Doraemon can help me. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late. Rushed to take the bus. Waited for half an hour for the bus to move.&lt;br /&gt;Kept glancing at the time. Hmm.. I'm very sure that I will be late. But I dont want to take a cab to college anymore. No. No. (They are Blood-Sucking Land Leeches a.k.a. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lintah Darat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;At about 9am, I reached ATIC. (Wow! Applause for me!! Yeay! Another day of 30mins lateness! =.="')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haiz.. I peeked in Layang-Layang classroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Class was very silent. Everybody's head was down looking and reading the exam paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exam has started!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mati la saya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Felt so ashamed of myself. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody looked at me when I stepped in to the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;But thank God Mr Wong is a nice guy. He didnt question my lateness; instead he straight away gave me the exam papers and told me what to do. (Though he is not very good in English, but he is a good teacher. A very nice guy indeed.)&lt;br /&gt;But one thing surprised me very much. And I felt funny too at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Why did he give us answers? Isnt this supposed to be an examination, to test our knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway I proceeded to my seat and started answering those questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the exam papers, I couldnt really answer them!! Though the subject is named as Communication Skill I, but it is actually English. Haiz.. What band 5 in MUET? That certificate of mine can be flushed down the toilet already. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during the exam, came this very annoying sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;Hachiu!&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;Hachiu..&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was busy answering questions. Some discussed the answers among themselves.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terer oh kan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;can do something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hachiu!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Omigosh! That started to annoy me!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haaaaaaaaaachiiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Mucus everywhere. Eww. Yucks. Luckily I got tissues with me. Whew~!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I dont want to fall sick anymore after this. Especially do not want to get infected by influenza / flu during examination period.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i cant taste, cant smell, cant stand straight for a long time, cant get a normal body temperature, and cant even stop sneezing! Huh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-6122976850162789891?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/sum0EZvy-hM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/sum0EZvy-hM/exam-sick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam-sick.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-308584698832773717</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T04:26:38.372-08:00</atom:updated><title>UBS Accounting Day 2,3 &amp; 4</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeh.. Finally finished the whole programme already! though I felt like I want to give up taking this programme before this, but since it is free and the instructor told us not to give up so easily, so I decided to stay and finish the whole programme. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So here are pictures from the 2nd day of UBS Computer Accounting Level 1 and 1st &amp;amp; 2nd day of UBS Computer Accounting Level 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 of UBS Accounting Level 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvRKnr3PrZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/E6-S0CphMxI/s1600-h/Day+2+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvRKnr3PrZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/E6-S0CphMxI/s400/Day+2+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401023898773859730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 of UBS Accounting Level 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zZha4CYI/AAAAAAAAATc/ks59mSY2eM0/s1600-h/28102009121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zZha4CYI/AAAAAAAAATc/ks59mSY2eM0/s400/28102009121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399520623057176962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;We had our dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;at RCH (Rafflesia Chicken Hut) Karamunsing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zaBqbCpI/AAAAAAAAATk/ErrnoPAf6ao/s1600-h/28102009122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zaBqbCpI/AAAAAAAAATk/ErrnoPAf6ao/s400/28102009122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399520631712320146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take 2. Food already arrived on our table. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su_FAgdkHhI/AAAAAAAAAVM/b6sl-fhWvJI/s1600-h/Photo+0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su_FAgdkHhI/AAAAAAAAAVM/b6sl-fhWvJI/s400/Photo+0502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399751090745122322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This time I ordered 'Butter Chicken'. Mmm... Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zadHeYsI/AAAAAAAAATs/tGrJK9k9t9E/s1600-h/Day+3+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zadHeYsI/AAAAAAAAATs/tGrJK9k9t9E/s400/Day+3+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399520639081931458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeh, this is Day 1 of UBS Accounting Level 2. See any missing faces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 of UBS Accounting Level 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zajSKNdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KuTt3QJ97js/s1600-h/Day+4+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/Su7zajSKNdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KuTt3QJ97js/s400/Day+4+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399520640737359314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Day 2 of UBS Accounting Level 2. (Yeay!!! It's over!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;During the programme, of course there are challenges like the instructor talked too fast and I couldnt really catch whatever that he said. That's is why I realized that I got to be very attentive and also very alert to the white canvas screen. Other challenges are that people will be calling and asking me to help them quite frequently until I missed what the instructor just showed. Of course I got pissed one or two times because I missed what the instructor just taught. Despite that, I love to help them and I feel happy because I can share things that I just learnt. So in conclusion, I had a great experience and looking forward for another programme in the future (but definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;about Accounting anymore! LoL xD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-308584698832773717?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/2wq89IGObJY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/2wq89IGObJY/ubs-accounting-day-23.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SvRKnr3PrZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/E6-S0CphMxI/s72-c/Day+2+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/10/ubs-accounting-day-23.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-1057194469031982962</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 07:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T01:31:29.660-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fruits!!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;OMG! OMG! I'm so addicted  with DURIANS!! and SOURSOPS!!!! omigosh!!! just now had this chempedak and da fruit was so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sweet!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I think I could even be diabetic after this. LOL!!!! And a few days before that, I ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tarap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;which is a fruit native to Borneo. (Want to know more bout this fruit? click this link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marang"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marang)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And also &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;durian. Ngehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;Well, I ate durian more than tarap cuz durian is like my favourite of all other fruit in that family.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the season of those fruits, so there are abundant of those types of fruits. Yeehaw~ even got mangosteen, rambutans etc. A variety of 'em. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; here are some other fruits which I've eaten recently (descending order of my fav! excluding mangosteen and rambutans...) Hehehe. Yum Yum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eatingasia.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/19/durian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 565px;" src="http://eatingasia.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/19/durian.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;DURIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hort.purdue.edu/newcrop/morton/images/Plate10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.hort.purdue.edu/newcrop/morton/images/Plate10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;SOURSOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mira-aching.blog.friendster.com/files/cempedak_opened1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 261px;" src="http://mira-aching.blog.friendster.com/files/cempedak_opened1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;CHEMPEDAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdleUA2QMDs/SPr2EuhgrBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KhFGeyqn9yU/s400/Open+Tarap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdleUA2QMDs/SPr2EuhgrBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KhFGeyqn9yU/s400/Open+Tarap.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;TARAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thaifruit.org/catalog/images/jackfruit.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://thaifruit.org/catalog/images/jackfruit.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;JACKFRUIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177675442689536416-1057194469031982962?l=kiunjosephine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/josephinekiun/~4/m1ncUxkTQss" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/josephinekiun/~3/m1ncUxkTQss/fruits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Kiun)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OdleUA2QMDs/SPr2EuhgrBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KhFGeyqn9yU/s72-c/Open+Tarap.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kiunjosephine.blogspot.com/2009/10/fruits.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177675442689536416.post-224924936708269259</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T23:28:31.455-07:00</atom:updated><title>Night Class at AMC Karamunsing</title><description>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;Fuh~ So sleepy right now. Just now had a class at night in AMC (Advanced Management College). It was the UBS Accounting class. I expected something interesting, but turned out to be boring. It was not because of the speaker/teacher, it was more of the speed of following the teaching by those students. Well, couldnt blame them too cause if they are already an expert, there is no need for them to go to the class. =) And plus, accounting is definitely not something I like. I hate account subject. I always do. But how would I know that this is an accounting software class. It was recommended by my friend and I just follow only. Well, never mind. It is free of charge anyway. Sponsored by a certain MSC/ICT body. (I dont know what cause I didnt pay attention. Busy Facebook-ing! LOL!) Who knows maybe one day it might come in handy? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;So here are some pictures during the class and dinner. They even sponsored dinner for us! How great that is!!We started the class at about 6pm, and then at 7pm we went to RCH restaurant to have our dinner. Afterward we continued the class till 9.45pm. Just before we left AMC, we took group photo. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu54tdKeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w2DGtzzceKE/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396982406716402146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu54tdKeI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w2DGtzzceKE/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;this is the PC (right one) that I used during the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuZ4zMSboQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/DDqIkfCrbZk/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397134024317313282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuZ4zMSboQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/DDqIkfCrbZk/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;This is the one. I took its singly pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuZ4zcBLx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eE2BKJRog70/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397134028539938642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuZ4zcBLx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eE2BKJRog70/s400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;RCH restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu5ACY40I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ePzmFpAQBLs/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396982391503381314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu5ACY40I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ePzmFpAQBLs/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;This is what RCH restaurant looks like. Quite nice, but they only got "B" (Can you spot that in this photo?) from DBKK or Dewan Bandaraya Kota Kinabalu. Well you know what that means, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu44GFjjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CJivE0269KU/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396982389371407922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu44GFjjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CJivE0269KU/s400/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;This is the Lemon Chicken that I ordered. Yum Yum!! Very delicious. But the taste of the "lemon chicken" more of like pineapple jam rather than lemon. But anyway it is very yummy!! And it's F.O.C.!!! LOL! xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu4jo8G7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/hidkMPIfR3w/s1600-h/DSC08589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396982383880444850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SuXu4jo8G7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/hidkMPIfR3w/s400/DSC08589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;Me and Suzian took picture outside the restaurant. Just cause I took a photo of the restaurant, doesnt mean I'm a big fan of that restaurant. Just sort of promoting. Haha. So NOT PROMOTING~ LOLz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SufAyqGF-iI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/whY7GgNPgIU/s1600-h/Day+1+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397494654952667682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZIlFDZfIeo/SufAyqGF-iI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/whY7GgNPgIU/s400/Day+1+-+UBS+Accounting+Lvl+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Group photo. A total of 18 people. =) Nicee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/photo.php?pid=30685227&amp;amp;id=1481522132"&gt;Day 2 Group Photo &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(click on the words. 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