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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYFRn46fSp7ImA9WhRUGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856590502267599972</id><updated>2012-01-31T12:28:37.015+08:00</updated><category term="sport" /><category term="drama" /><category term="me" /><category term="birthday" /><category term="dinner" /><category term="China" /><category term="movies" /><category term="wedding" /><category term="random" /><category term="song" /><category term="maxis broadband" /><category term="music" /><category term="dream" /><category term="addict" /><category term="cross stitch" /><category term="youtube" /><category term="game" /><category term="skincare" /><category term="CNY" /><category term="uni life" /><category term="trip" /><category term="life" /><category term="home" /><category term="chocolate" /><category term="clinic" /><category term="hiking" /><category term="animal" /><category term="food" /><category term="family" /><category term="sports" /><category term="nuffnang" /><category term="mp3" /><category term="thought" /><category term="LI" /><category term="work" /><category term="rant" /><category term="pet" /><category term="friends" /><category term="car" /><title>.:Simply Funtasy:.</title><subtitle type="html">*~妮最珍贵~*</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://limhueynee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://limhueynee.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856590502267599972/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>*~Huey Nee~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11020294659216537189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="27" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9IIV9kNLpWc/Tj13nwdUpwI/AAAAAAAAE2A/nT4jKwNgBk0/s220/aiw_cheshire_cat.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>507</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/simplyFuntasy" /><feedburner:info uri="simplyfuntasy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDR3k7cCp7ImA9WhRUF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856590502267599972.post-9192276229597349005</id><published>2012-01-21T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:34:36.708+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-28T17:34:36.708+08:00</app:edited><title>I'm Home!!</title><content type="html">I drove back to Kota Bharu last Thursday with two friends and two furbrats. The weather was OK, some raining on the hilly roads, traffic was amazingly smooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've met few frustrated situations too:&lt;br /&gt;1) I hate the 'braker'. Those who drive at 70-80 km/h and brake &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every 5 seconds on all the loops and holes on the damaged road. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mek&lt;/span&gt;, if you want to do so, might as well you just drive at 50 km/h, give your brake disc a break lah~&lt;br /&gt;2) There's a road block somewhere near Jeli. The police officer stopped me and asked a list of sounds-really-stoopid questions. Here's our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Police: Hi. Where are you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nee: Kota Bharu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;N: ... Balik kampung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P: Oh!? Kota Bharu is your hometown?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;..:I already rolled my eyes thoroughly on him at this point:..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P: *pointed at my friends* They are....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;N: Friends. We carpooled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;P: Oh!? Malay and Chinese can be friends huh?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Note that my friends are those wearing tuduh labuh kind of decent Malay girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Friend: Why not!? We are 1Malaysia what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..:At this point, all of us rolled our eyes on him, and he let us passed:..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what is wrong with them? He maybe tried to be friendly and all, but it sounds so freaking wrong. It also made him looked d*mb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-9192276229597349005?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They were 'amazed' as well that I never been to Hatyai once although I've been here for few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We departed at around 8am by car, crossed the border, had breakfast at Padang town, then headed to Hatyai which was around 2 hours driving distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally arrived Hatyai, we parked the cars at Tesco Lotus and took tuk-tuk to a Bazaar kind of place (I didn't ask for the name -___-). Bought a lime green T there for first day of CNY, but the other theme, purple superhero, was no way to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop is Lee Garden. I finally stepped foot on the very 'famous' Lee Garden, where everyone's talking about when topic about Hatyai arose. Had a buffet lunch at a Japanese buffet restaurant inside Lee Garden, the name is something with Oishi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MGIzhHUc68/TxPTU-rG2kI/AAAAAAAAFE8/q0VZKcMLDOo/s1600/100_6731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MGIzhHUc68/TxPTU-rG2kI/AAAAAAAAFE8/q0VZKcMLDOo/s320/100_6731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698130310928456258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Kami bertiga: me, qiao wen and ha ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLulf8CUFlI/TxPTVAR2aqI/AAAAAAAAFFI/DW8qk7IUMJU/s1600/100_6733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLulf8CUFlI/TxPTVAR2aqI/AAAAAAAAFFI/DW8qk7IUMJU/s320/100_6733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698130311359392418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat in front of the 'kitchen'! Here's where they serve and put all the plates of meats, veggies and stuff on the conveyor belt. It's the best seats ever as we were the first few people to take the food off the belt, so we can even choose the ones we like and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0D0wul_upp0/TxPTWCIO16I/AAAAAAAAFFk/-sicWA3wj20/s1600/100_6737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0D0wul_upp0/TxPTWCIO16I/AAAAAAAAFFk/-sicWA3wj20/s320/100_6737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698130329035790242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^look at the meat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unKeB9E3Z6I/TxPTV20_V8I/AAAAAAAAFFQ/wCiZgmmHhqA/s1600/100_6736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unKeB9E3Z6I/TxPTV20_V8I/AAAAAAAAFFQ/wCiZgmmHhqA/s320/100_6736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698130326002292674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^...and now, food feast begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very crowded and there's a long queue outside the restaurant. Each person is given a specific duration of time to eat. I think it's around 1 hours 50 min or something. So the tactics here is to first 回本 and stuff yourselves up in that period of time. Besides the steamboat, there's also sushi, fruits, beverage and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;, shopping time at Tesco and night market. I'm always crazy about looking at the clothes at the price of RM10 (equivalent to 100Baht) and so on, so spent money like don't have to think one haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4RbMzHnXurY/TxPTW9VXdUI/AAAAAAAAFFs/GrYeZXvnRMc/s1600/100_6739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4RbMzHnXurY/TxPTW9VXdUI/AAAAAAAAFFs/GrYeZXvnRMc/s320/100_6739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698130344928572738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Total = 2254 Baht (including food + transportation)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-7409195329526129757?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Strolled around the place and had dinner at IceIceBaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: The Star published the picture of the crowd with us inside on the front page!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi-k8E0V0wk/TwP5VVW5waI/AAAAAAAAE_k/49cPgWPdtuk/s1600/100_6610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi-k8E0V0wk/TwP5VVW5waI/AAAAAAAAE_k/49cPgWPdtuk/s320/100_6610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693668498832212386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8-IlgFDzQs/TwP5VsLLpbI/AAAAAAAAE_0/cU3PMtmN0yo/s1600/100_6613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8-IlgFDzQs/TwP5VsLLpbI/AAAAAAAAE_0/cU3PMtmN0yo/s320/100_6613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693668504957068722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN1rbHe2T04/TwP5WWqOWgI/AAAAAAAAFAI/nK4-sqKtdJE/s1600/100_6617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN1rbHe2T04/TwP5WWqOWgI/AAAAAAAAFAI/nK4-sqKtdJE/s320/100_6617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693668516361558530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mL644sdMMk/TwP5WM98dDI/AAAAAAAAE_8/agT9ugf58h8/s1600/100_6615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mL644sdMMk/TwP5WM98dDI/AAAAAAAAE_8/agT9ugf58h8/s320/100_6615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693668513759917106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Dinner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's quite a boring night I must say. It was the most un-happening and 'quiet' new year countdown event I've ever been to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(this was the second time I've been to one though, LOL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Belly Dance Competition held. We fought our way to the 'front line' for a better sight, which we all regret to the max half way. The competition was kinda bored as almost all contestants were the same in all categories. So, 来来去去都是那些人, a little too plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OaaSlsnBf6c/TwP5W31ZhbI/AAAAAAAAFAU/toKtyd7wSfg/s1600/100_6618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OaaSlsnBf6c/TwP5W31ZhbI/AAAAAAAAFAU/toKtyd7wSfg/s320/100_6618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693668525266798002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^The MC and audience was playing some games on the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the competition was over, we thought at least some good performance should be taken place now. NO. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SD6kEcyGBAY/TwP6g-6r-QI/AAAAAAAAFAg/kuvtwrJEUNo/s1600/100_6622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SD6kEcyGBAY/TwP6g-6r-QI/AAAAAAAAFAg/kuvtwrJEUNo/s320/100_6622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693669798478346498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^A band called Aura21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Sigh. They totally cooled down the whole crowd. Everyone was so calm, so quiet, so speechless, and so emotionless. I couldn't hear a word from their rap, their dance was odd and weird, the music was louder than the singer, the whole thing was just so dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqqwiCb4_-o/TwP6hFQ_8EI/AAAAAAAAFAo/c6VwkQjc44A/s1600/100_6625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqqwiCb4_-o/TwP6hFQ_8EI/AAAAAAAAFAo/c6VwkQjc44A/s320/100_6625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693669800182542402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ MJ Suren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...He lip-sync, the dance wasn't impressive, we were disappointed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3w-GYwmUtA/TwP6hQIbvTI/AAAAAAAAFA4/iI80IocxRak/s1600/100_6633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3w-GYwmUtA/TwP6hQIbvTI/AAAAAAAAFA4/iI80IocxRak/s320/100_6633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693669803099405618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqqwiCb4_-o/TwP6hFQ_8EI/AAAAAAAAFAo/c6VwkQjc44A/s1600/100_6625.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ 小鬼 黄鸿升&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a good one appeared. Unfortunately, all the songs he sang were his new songs, which I'm not familiar at all. So in the crowd, only his fans in the rock zone was all high and excited while us at the 'outside fence' were again calm, quiet and emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was we were surrounded by 'foreigners' who kept pushing themselves to the front. They squeezed themselves into the tiny empty space, one dude even put his hand on the fence in between me and my friend, which we couldn't understand of his purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fireworks, we quickly ran away from the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy part: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Shopping!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Ai Ling and her cousin Li Ling is good 'stylist'. Most of the clothes I bought were recommended and 'approved' by them! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUjNqAFDpLc/TwgTz4BZp8I/AAAAAAAAFEg/q02eM4g_Sss/s1600/100_6655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUjNqAFDpLc/TwgTz4BZp8I/AAAAAAAAFEg/q02eM4g_Sss/s320/100_6655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694823510742509506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqg1W7qEKV0/TwgT0S3hk3I/AAAAAAAAFEw/b2aPQPQgCPo/s1600/100_6656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqg1W7qEKV0/TwgT0S3hk3I/AAAAAAAAFEw/b2aPQPQgCPo/s320/100_6656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694823517948842866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZlmurTvM9I/TwP7Oogel7I/AAAAAAAAFBk/xnx1hJ7Oe8w/s1600/100_6651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OZlmurTvM9I/TwP7Oogel7I/AAAAAAAAFBk/xnx1hJ7Oe8w/s320/100_6651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693670582736820146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Banana Clip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and some good bargain also!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c1MLjvbKZjE/TwgTzk7KgII/AAAAAAAAFEU/_ZskzV5HBGY/s1600/100_6654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c1MLjvbKZjE/TwgTzk7KgII/AAAAAAAAFEU/_ZskzV5HBGY/s320/100_6654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694823505616076930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Reebok sport shoe, 50% off :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYA0-wt5F-U/TwP6h2H65fI/AAAAAAAAFBE/uwVpeVCRXOA/s1600/100_6642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYA0-wt5F-U/TwP6h2H65fI/AAAAAAAAFBE/uwVpeVCRXOA/s320/100_6642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693669813297800690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Vita di Casa Paramedic Memory Pillow, 75% off :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-3650260410547958013?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been searching ups and downs for years&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for that perfect set of skincare products to, not ease, but at least minimize the problem. In time, I did find those effective ones, but the stubborn, ignorant, self-indulgent face of mine would literally get immune of it and the problem arose, again, and again, and again. I was seriously fed up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to avoid making eye contacts with the sales person on the skincare aisle in supermarkets and pharmacies because the first comment from them is really harsh :( Not to mention how much it hurts when the facialist commented about my skin problems as if worms are coming out of it... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day, when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;current product, Nutox, was nearly finishing, I decided to try out other products, searching through Hada Labo and stuffs, and I came across &lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/index.php?showtopic=1508009&amp;amp;hl="&gt;this thread&lt;/a&gt; in lowyat.net. Providing the gigantic information given by Chloe, the seller, and the numerous amount of testimonials from the customers, I decided to give it a go &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(while burning a big hole on the pocket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the basic set:&lt;br /&gt;1) 2 in 1 purifying cleanser&lt;br /&gt;2) Skin astrigent&lt;br /&gt;3) Refining cream&lt;br /&gt;4) Freebies: Milky scrub, acne cream mask and UV cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The pictures of the products, before and after thingy can be referred on the previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say, my face finally find its true love. In just one week, my forehead is smooth as airport along to the nose part, less pimples (I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; pimple at all up to the day), and the acne active zone, the chin, is clear of zits and acne too!! I tell you I am very shiok loh right now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best tip ever is to do mask everyday. As the 2 in 1 purifying cleanser is the creamy type of cleanser instead of the common foamy type, it is suitable to be used as mask. I use it everyday from the first day I got the stuff, and it feels really smooth and clean afterwards. Just apply the cleanser to the face, leave it for 15-20 minutes and wa lah! *MAGIC*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This set of products also busts the all-time myth about scrubs and cream based thingy are not suitable for oily skin. I would say, it depends on the product itself. The scrub I got in the freebies group has very fine grain (or something) in it, so it does not 'hurt' or maximize the pores. And also, although the refining cream looks oily, but it absorbs quickly into the skin after applied, so no problem about the oily effect and stuff. It's just great! Best thing of all, is when people around me notice how my skin condition improves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wish: praying hard that my skin love the products forever after~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-5232516782312678110?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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可惜就只是六个月，然后又发作了。气死人~~ 尤其在几个星期前去洗脸，那位洗脸的姐姐从头到尾一直批评我脸上的瑕疵，很hurt的好不好...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到有那么一天，在辗转调查者一些护肤产品时，让我发现了这个产品：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg_TaLf9G6M/TvbrLVPqMXI/AAAAAAAAE_A/Z3DTU-XCVx8/s1600/100_6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg_TaLf9G6M/TvbrLVPqMXI/AAAAAAAAE_A/Z3DTU-XCVx8/s320/100_6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689993759143113074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Paris Caroline Skincare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说那个版主把这个产品说的有多神奇就多神奇，加上其他使用过的人都赞得天上有地上没有的，让我的心蠢蠢欲动。所以一口气横了一条心买了一套基本组。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想说的是，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;真的很有效！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iB7y0Q98FeQ/TvbrLmcTqhI/AAAAAAAAE_M/j45Lpn4GgYo/s1600/100_6422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iB7y0Q98FeQ/TvbrLmcTqhI/AAAAAAAAE_M/j45Lpn4GgYo/s320/100_6422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689993763759565330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^之前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kY6vaEURJao/TvbrMJNE6kI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/fdVmO13Rulk/s1600/100_6479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kY6vaEURJao/TvbrMJNE6kI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/fdVmO13Rulk/s320/100_6479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689993773090925122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^一个星期后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用看的确看不出有什么大不同，可是摸起来就不同故事了~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是一个星期噢，额头上的小痘痘不见了，脸颊上比较少小红点，常常会长痘的下巴部分也没在作怪了，整个很干净清洁的说！！ 虽然右脸颊的色斑问题还是存在，可是这样的成绩已经让我爽很久了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然，自己讲出来，说服力是很弱地。目前为止，housemate和labmate都有说我的脸好很多了!! 这个也让我爽很久loh！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;小讲解：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我向LYN&lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/index.php?showtopic=1508009&amp;amp;hl="&gt;这个买家&lt;/a&gt;买的是三种东西 -&lt;br /&gt;1) 2 in 1 purifying cleanser&lt;br /&gt;2) Skin astrigent&lt;br /&gt;3) Refining Cream&lt;br /&gt;4) Freebies - Acne creamy mask, Milky scrub 和 UV cream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;(她人超好的!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用了这个cleanser，发现到每天做面膜是多么重要。这个cleanser本身并不是太水性，所以加了水都搓不出泡泡来，很适合做简单面膜。铺上脸后会有凉凉的感觉，放个十五二十分钟洗脸，整张脸感觉清爽起来。跟你讲噢，我晚晚都作面膜了现在！有乖没有？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin astrigent 也是 toner。要说的是，好像完全没有酒精一样，一点刺激的感觉都没有。以前听过的‘用toner会感觉刺刺的是因为皮肤里肮脏的成分在起作用’都是狗屁！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自古今来，我都被‘警告’油性皮肤不适合用scrub和cream based的产品。我要大大声喊回去 “是你的产品不适合我好不好!!”&lt;br /&gt;Refining cream 看起来是比较油，可是当我一抹上脸，感觉上一下子就被吸进皮肤里，很贪心的脸咯!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好在我有张可爱又怪异的巴掌脸 （头很小，颈项细，高壮的身体，整个很不搭的fu~~~)，所以一次都不会用很多~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望这次可以让我爽很久很久啦~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-4749242257957550230?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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One of the reason to be I seldom watch any movies lately, and I couldn't get any good idea in writing one. So here it goes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Repo men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ec/Repo_men_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 490px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ec/Repo_men_09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CK talked about this movie the other day following our conversation about Justin Timberlake's 'In Time' &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(I watched neither movie at the time)&lt;/span&gt;, the similarity of the plot and the effect of casts' in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the copy of this movie from him, and after 1-2 times he asked whether I have watched the movie, being paiseh and afraid of missing a nice movie, I decided to spare a leisure Saturday evening for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy this movie is just superb!! Studying Artificial Organs subject in one of my Degree semester makes me appreciate the concept of replacing our damaged organs with an artificial ones to sustain and improve our quality of life, so I am totally fascinated with the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 'The Union' in the movie, the company that sells these artificial organs &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or in short term, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;artiforgs&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, put in extremely high interest rate - for the profit purpose as they won't make any money if the customers pay in full. When the artiforgs past debt due, the repo men &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(short term for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;repossession men&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; is sent to reclaim the artiforgs, usually leaving the customer to die lah. Remy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Jude Law)&lt;/span&gt; and Jake &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Forest Whitaker)&lt;/span&gt; are the best repo men the company ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;********** Skips the spoiler ***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies tend to have some unlikely simplified and short names for the companies or corporations. For this one, the corporation is called '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Union'&lt;/span&gt;. Goodness can it be less creative?? I like the concept of this corporation is running (supplying artiforgs) but hate the part when they make money on it! (Well, that proves I'm not a business kind of person huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jake&lt;/span&gt; in the movie is the last type of friend/colleague I would ever want in my life. His intention of wanting Remy to keep the repo men job has gone wildly wrong when he rigged the defib unit, causing Remy an accident which requires an artiforg heart replacement and following by the ridiculously skyrocket debt. It's not like Jake is helping him pay his debt or anything, and it appears Jake selfishly wants to keep Remy in the front line with him, without even care about what is his friend's problem and all that. That is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; what a person would do to his self-claimed best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OK I seriously hate Jake...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Remy couldn't perform in his job due to his emotional feelings towards the victims, and Jake was all 'Man you are totally different than before', this is the part when I insanely yell to Jake on the screen &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(as if he could hear me... Duh~)&lt;/span&gt; : "Dude you don't know anything about having an artiforgs and huge debt in your hand, shut your holes!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love the part comical touch when Beth is having her knee cap replaced at Little Alva's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two situations I would rather die if I am... :&lt;br /&gt;1) ... Beth. Although the upgrades in the artiforgs are pretty amazing; seriously, so many artiforgs inside me just freaks me out, not only the amount of debt to bear, also the pain of searching black market replacement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ... Remy at the end of the movie. He suffered a severe brain damage after Jake hit him with a hook, and Jake (FINALLY) paid off his account and put him on an M.5 Neural Net system, allowing him live the rest of his life in a dream. Living in a dream is quite a good idea, out from this chaotic life, but being a half dead person is just too sad, I would rather die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice movie, bonus points for Jude Law's handsomeness and accent, sound so sexy! :p Going to look for 'In Time' too as IMBD's rate for 'In Time' is 6.6 while 'Repo Men' is 6.3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Last Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0e/Last_holiday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 426px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0e/Last_holiday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pressing through the national TV channels on my mini TV when I saw Queen Latifah on the screen, with a neatly tied bun and decent outfit, talking to LL Cool J. Thinking it might be a good movie to pass time with, I settled down to the channel while applying mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the front part of the movie. When I got into the movie, Georgia Byrd &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Queen Latifah)&lt;/span&gt; was diagnosed with a terminal illness and given only three weeks to live. She withdraws all her savings and do all the craziest things she had never done: flies first class, stay in a US$4k Presidential Suite, eating the finest cuisines, helicopter rides, spa treatments and lives like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a big movie, but it's an enjoyable one to watch. Nice~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-6796421303541258925?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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On my way back, I decided to try another longer route - The one towards Padang Besar as everyone said it's nearer to go to Padang Besar, and I was too bored to be back to lab anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road was quiet, no much vehicles around, and the scenery is definitely breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5km later, I reached a roundabout that says I've reached Chuping, the largest sugar cane plantation in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the next roundabout, the right junction is to the sugar production factory, and I decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRYflg9PFlY/Tt3mM-R0vbI/AAAAAAAAE-M/aef_HiGvotM/s1600/Photo-0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRYflg9PFlY/Tt3mM-R0vbI/AAAAAAAAE-M/aef_HiGvotM/s320/Photo-0087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682951415362010546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Milestone for a sugar factory! How cool is that~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the road is purposely made for the factory itself as there is no other buildings or anything along the way. I must say the view is superb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdJi01IoKmM/Tt3mNEds9vI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/GAft62lvyJU/s1600/Photo-0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdJi01IoKmM/Tt3mNEds9vI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/GAft62lvyJU/s320/Photo-0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682951417022445298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Work here everyday with this view must be a bliss! (The square thingy is the factory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's few motorbikes came and went while I stopped to snap pictures, they must be wondering what did a girl do here all by herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's bright daylight, it's kinda creepy too to be at a place so quiet. So off I went back out to the main road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the scenery is to die for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24v9mwEjDTY/Tt3mNpUF28I/AAAAAAAAE-g/QFlKouIgwIo/s1600/Photo-0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24v9mwEjDTY/Tt3mNpUF28I/AAAAAAAAE-g/QFlKouIgwIo/s320/Photo-0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682951426914245570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBQrmOkh7tc/Tt3mN_vLk2I/AAAAAAAAE-0/_2g4L7CR8gw/s1600/Photo-0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBQrmOkh7tc/Tt3mN_vLk2I/AAAAAAAAE-0/_2g4L7CR8gw/s320/Photo-0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682951432933446498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's like I'm back to Xinjiang's vast green field, minus the sheep, lambs etc... I couldn't get my eyes off the view while driving, which was dangerous even for the slow traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for the nice view :) Even happier that my viva for phd transfer is successful too ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-8789788325939848284?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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That is so 'long' time ago...)&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, it was few long weekends but I wasn't be able to go back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the main reason was... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IE1mBV06zvo/TtXOSNML8cI/AAAAAAAAE90/Ce-qFLd46yk/s1600/100_6348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IE1mBV06zvo/TtXOSNML8cI/AAAAAAAAE90/Ce-qFLd46yk/s320/100_6348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680673317171491266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^...for this little fella lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dear little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kai zai&lt;/span&gt; aka Godson, my deary friend Min Shin's son. He was born on 23rd Oct midnight. This little fellow is predicted to be quite some pain in his parents' a$$es because Min Shin suffered from labour pain for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 DAYS&lt;/span&gt; just to wait for him to come out!! Anyway, according to the mother, the pain wasn't that suffering, it's the waiting part that frustrated both she and her hubby, as well as their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z9Ki-EhpjA/TtXOSU4zt3I/AAAAAAAAE-A/OZMglIftNC4/s1600/100_6351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z9Ki-EhpjA/TtXOSU4zt3I/AAAAAAAAE-A/OZMglIftNC4/s320/100_6351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680673319237695346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Bundle of joy~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised a cross stitch pillow cover for little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kai zai&lt;/span&gt; but I wasn't able to finish it on time &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(promised to deliver by his full moon)&lt;/span&gt;. Break promise to a baby, I shall rot in hell I guess... I wasn't dare to carry him though, as I never carry such a young baby before. So I guess my first trial will go to my little new nephew/niece next year? Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other time was just hanging around in the house doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot story was this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the bus ticket on Monday, Kgr-KB on Friday night and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt; KB-Kgr on Monday night. For some reason, I didn't mention the date &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; the day when I was buying the ticket, which I normally will, because if I get the date or day wrong, the counter person will scold me, or look me through her skeptical eyes. Sadly, I bought the ticket for Sunday night, and I never notice the mistake and still proudly carrying the ticket around, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BY MY SIDE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, until the day when I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt; to take the bus back to BoringLand, I boarded the bus, the driver did frozen for few seconds, checking, ticking, then off I went to my seat. By the time the bus arrived at Tanah Merah station (usually the last station to pick up passengers before heading to the East-West hilly highway), I was so sleepy, then this guy came up holding his ticket, walked to my seat and stunned for few seconds. I looked at him, he looked at me, and he said there might be some mistake at the counter, so he went down to check with the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got back up, and said the driver told him that night's bus was a full house, and it's nearly impossible the counter would have sell double tickets since they use online system. I was a little flustered, I took out the ticket, and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;rather loudly&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There must be some mistake. Mine is tonight's ticket, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;27th&lt;/span&gt;, seat 3C."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said that, everyone around me turned their head around and looked at me, as if I'm some kind of an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy stunned for few more seconds, and slowly said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ermm... Miss, I think YOU made a mistake. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Today is 28th, not 27th&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(He actually said it really slowly and softly, but I want to make a statement here, that I really looked like an idiot!!! Malunya...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes opened as large as they can be, and I quickly grab my phone to check, but the guy was fast, he showed me his phone with the right date on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was TOTALLY speechless. I kept apologizing repeatedly, and worried about where should I sit since the driver said it's a full house. Luckily there's still a free seat next to me, so he settled there. The guy gentleman-ly looked for free seat for me, just in case... I said this supposedly to be the last station that the bus will stop, as the guy sitting in front of us agreed too, then this gentleman still wanna say things like this:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Ermm.. who knows maybe the driver stop by somewhere to pick people up?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@*&amp;amp;#%*(#&amp;amp;()#*@)(#&amp;amp;!(*  你这个乌鸦嘴!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Thanks'&lt;/span&gt; to his Ermm, I wasn't be able to sleep for the next two hours, quickly open my eyes in ultimate surprise when the bus slowed down worrying the driver was really picking up people along the way, until the bus finally leave the last town in Kelantan and sped off towards the uphill road only I could sleep worry-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 10 years of taking long distance bus, this is the first freaking time I made such a careless and stupid mistake!! 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Never cut the hair short after SPM. Although I've been keeping long hair for ten years, it's never 'THAT' long due to fragile hair type and crappy hair scalp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere about the essential for the last 15 cm of our hair ends.  Along the way of keeping long hair, hair treatment is one of my important to-do thing, to make sure the hair can grow long without breaking or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rosak&lt;/span&gt;-ing. So I've been eyeing for saloons in Kangar for a good treatment. Switching saloon/hair stylist is a BIG thing for cutting/styling your hair, but treatment is still ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my search of saloon, I found this banner hang up on a shop about free stuff for a treatment. How can I resist free stuff right? So I went and asked about the treatment. When the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lao ban niang&lt;/span&gt; looked at my hair, she kinda carefully stated:"I think you need the hair loss treatment..." My scalp needs help because I have the obvious &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;!?&lt;/span&gt;  M shaped hairline which I would say it looks kinda bald. How can a tree  grow up tall and strong if it has a bad root right? Same goes to hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7jas1WbD7k/Tsd7_zSKh0I/AAAAAAAAE9c/aYdBkz4LTN4/s1600/100_6313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7jas1WbD7k/Tsd7_zSKh0I/AAAAAAAAE9c/aYdBkz4LTN4/s320/100_6313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676642191352170306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^This is sad for a 27 year old you know? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saloon uses Shiseido as their shop brand and the hair loss series are really nice. I bought the buy 5 free 1 package with the free stuff - Shiseido Fuente Vita Voltage Tonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT1wI5bCrMk/TsjXpQwp60I/AAAAAAAAE9o/_3M5vBk_Y8I/s1600/100_6321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT1wI5bCrMk/TsjXpQwp60I/AAAAAAAAE9o/_3M5vBk_Y8I/s320/100_6321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677024434174159682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ini&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third tonic brand I've tried, and I would say it's the nicer and most convenient tonic to be used. I like the cold-cold feeling too after spraying it on the scalp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle went all blah blah about how little my hair shed when he was washing and applying stuffs on my hair. I hardly see any significant effects yet but I hope the product really helps. 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This is why... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There's one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt; at the town stadium every Wednesday. I always visit it to buy fruits and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'alang-alang'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(顺便 or conveniently)&lt;/span&gt; dinner, and now to buy veggies for the two furbrats. It's almost 1-2 months I never visit the place due to time constraint and stuff. When I finally got the chance to re-visit the place, I went to the usual stalls for my usual food routine. The first sentence the hawkers said to me:"Lama tak nampak! Mana you pigi?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; (Long time no see! Where have you been?)&lt;/span&gt;" And yes, I seriously felt so touching!! Because...&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, there's another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt; at Kuala Perlis every Tuesday, and although it's a smaller scale, but the usual stalls are there, which I would visit when I stayed in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kampung Wai&lt;/span&gt; hostel. This never happen!!&lt;br /&gt;The best part is, I get extra fruit too if I buy from the same &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abang&lt;/span&gt; :) That is so nice of him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;I join the belly dance, yoga and zumba classes &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(and have been actively involved too!)&lt;/span&gt; which I only know about when I started postgraduate. So bloody slowpoke~ Thanks to the classes, I finally have the chance to know some of the local friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;You see, it's like I've been here for three years but not even the food  stalls' tauke recognize me, the car accessories shop tauke said never  see me before though I have been walking pass his shop almost weekly. So  sad -___-...  Unlike my housemates, who the WHOLE food court knows  their name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, comes the other extra activities - routine badminton sessions &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(FINALLY!)&lt;/span&gt;, have some kinda out-of-the-mind events like going to KL for concert, etc etc... Due to my grandpa's funeral and some other stuffs, I skipped classes for almost 3 weeks. The first time I finally attended the class, everyone (I close to) shouted:"We miss you!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is enough to make me feel I finally belong here, not just some alien who come to this place to study and not having someone local smile at you because they know you. That's so foreverarone~ I'm glad and contented :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-4929478840265423335?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's like from half-palm sized up to one-palm. Up til 10th Nov, Mozzie weighs 547g and Manny 532g. The number is not quite accurate though as they struggle when I try to put them on the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching them grow rounder and longer is satisfying, but the disappointing and frustrating part is that they still afraid of me. Although they wheek for food and eat from hand-fed food, but they still run away when my bare hands approach them. This is really saddening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier October, I noticed some black spots on their white fur. Thinking that it might because of mites infection, I prepared a vinegar bath for them, while cleaning their cage with vinegar and Dettol solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DeMubbxnF0/Trj4VEYgZLI/AAAAAAAAE7c/uOU3R-aDcF8/s1600/100_6256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DeMubbxnF0/Trj4VEYgZLI/AAAAAAAAE7c/uOU3R-aDcF8/s320/100_6256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672556771510609074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Sitting at the edge of the cage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to modified their mansion by adding a second floor for them, but they don't seem to understand the purpose of the stair and the compartment, so I put it away. Instead, the former shirt tunnel was put back. They just love to play with it! Especially now that they grow so much, they have some difficulties moving around in the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9WtMfL0FxU/Trj4WcNO3GI/AAAAAAAAE8A/I4gyXXw71-I/s1600/100_6284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9WtMfL0FxU/Trj4WcNO3GI/AAAAAAAAE8A/I4gyXXw71-I/s320/100_6284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672556795085642850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^It's like a little mice moving in a snake's stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a few bonding techniques that are taught on the Internet, but it still yet to see the effect. Not sure if I actually frightened them or whatever. Sigh :( The routine bonding time is available, but my patience has run out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCN4c43LQnc/Trj4WDrBVGI/AAAAAAAAE70/Jv_56dfKfPI/s1600/100_6278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCN4c43LQnc/Trj4WDrBVGI/AAAAAAAAE70/Jv_56dfKfPI/s320/100_6278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672556788499698786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^The mischievous and glutton Mozzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Mozzie has caught up with a behavior when eating: Bite the food away from the food bowl and eat at the far corner of the 'eating hall', just like dogs and cats. Not sure where did he learn/know the trick, but he does it everytime the food is served. It is adorable! Anyway, Mozzie has become more and more stressed than before. I must have scared him somewhere and sometime ago. He is in full alert even on the 'creaking' sound when I stand up from my chair. How can I earn back his trust? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CAjWEygcc4/Trj4VTOPSPI/AAAAAAAAE7s/q-6E4yhRMwo/s1600/100_6277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CAjWEygcc4/Trj4VTOPSPI/AAAAAAAAE7s/q-6E4yhRMwo/s320/100_6277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672556775494076658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Manny looks at the camera!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Manny is less alert and will more likely to frozen on the spot when he senses any odd movement from his outside world. He runs slower and more in the idle position too. It's easier to catch him than Mozzie, and he will stay still without struggling when handle. Cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a nickname too:一个，两个. I read about this joke somewhere in the Internet. It says that a man has named his pets 一个，两个. The reason is because: 当‘一个’死了，我还有‘两个’。" :D Anyway, it suits them too because everytime I come back home, the first sentence I would shout towards them and the cage would be "你们一个两个小胖子/小朋友啊~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, they has some extremely cute expression/小动作 that I always can't manage to take picture of. One of it would be when they 'bundle' themselves in a ball/round shape, which is extremely adorable. Another cutest behavior would be when they yawn!! It is the cutest when they yawn while I am holding them on my body, stretching themselves and rest their head down. Too cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I frustrated would be them being picky on food. They starting to eat less carrots, capsiums and some of the leafy veggies. :/ Luckily they love their hays and pellets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish them good health, long life and I love them dearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-942758396601490396?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You have been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having sufficient drive time &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(more than 1 year)&lt;/span&gt; in KB, PJ/KL, and Perlis, I must admit I have the most frustrated experience here in Perlis. And I am not the only one who feel that way&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, it's not fair for me to blame Perlisians as I prefer to ride motorbike in KB and I curse on the road while driving in PJ too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;, here, I would like to list out the most common driving misbehavior that I face nearly everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) 'Right Turn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since we moved to the new house, there is an increase amount of turning right, mostly on the traffic light turn. There is this particular road that although it's a cross junction, 99.9% cars turn right on that traffic light. Normally, turning right from a two-lane to a two-lane common-sensely should be as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wb1Q7IfInM/TruZZWbSDfI/AAAAAAAAE8M/QMciDL-15vQ/s1600/road01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wb1Q7IfInM/TruZZWbSDfI/AAAAAAAAE8M/QMciDL-15vQ/s320/road01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673296816399060466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^... ... ...right? Very simple~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for some reason, most road users in Kangar 应该是 pay more road taxes than anyone else, because they will do as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joGJiC_Jjfg/TruZZbirK-I/AAAAAAAAE8U/vqY_ElPTs50/s1600/road02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joGJiC_Jjfg/TruZZbirK-I/AAAAAAAAE8U/vqY_ElPTs50/s320/road02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673296817772243938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C02M-euKkp0/TruZaBFfkUI/AAAAAAAAE88/uNc7JhYNaBA/s1600/road05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C02M-euKkp0/TruZaBFfkUI/AAAAAAAAE88/uNc7JhYNaBA/s320/road05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673296827850395970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzCaX4dEVYY/TruZZ0WqbEI/AAAAAAAAE8w/fZAtCJKVHzg/s1600/road04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzCaX4dEVYY/TruZZ0WqbEI/AAAAAAAAE8w/fZAtCJKVHzg/s320/road04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673296824432749634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GhRIOMJcJ2Y/TruZZoHeCFI/AAAAAAAAE8k/cb3GVC_k8Cg/s1600/road03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GhRIOMJcJ2Y/TruZZoHeCFI/AAAAAAAAE8k/cb3GVC_k8Cg/s320/road03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673296821147797586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see what I mean? As if they own the road... OMGoodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;2) 10-2 hand position on steering wheel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still can recall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(not sure about other driving school, but mine did)&lt;/span&gt;, this is the default hand position when we tarted learning to drive car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1sphsiE1UY8/Tr8-0TKuTbI/AAAAAAAAE9I/V6pMVsK0rRQ/s1600/steering01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1sphsiE1UY8/Tr8-0TKuTbI/AAAAAAAAE9I/V6pMVsK0rRQ/s320/steering01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674323123729485234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In normal situation, it's still okay, but totally impractical when it comes to turning, because it uses the push-pull technique, which you are in a BIG trouble when the car has no power steering. This was why even my instructor resented this technique and simply asked us to do whatever we like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, in real life, I saw not only once, but thrice!! I mean people actually use this technique to drive on the 'real world' road. Sadly -- but not surprisingly -- the drivers are all women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one moment when I was totally speechless and felt funny on this driving technique. I was waiting to cross the road while waiting for a car to U-turn. The road is like a dead end and you either U-turn or turn left to go back to the main road. I felt weird wondering why did the driver need to take such a long time to simply U-turn a cheeky cute Kancil. I was like&lt;br /&gt;=_______________________="&lt;br /&gt;when I saw the driver was turning her car with this technique. It's like she turned only 10 degree everytime she moved. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(sorry I don't know how to produce an animated picture, so please imagine it yourselves.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ladies, this is not practical at all in turning your car okay? improve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Snail speed on fast lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really common in Perlis. You need to come experience it to believe it. They can drive at 40-50km/h on the speed lane, even motorbike can own the whole fast lane for themselves with 30-40km/h speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;4) 'Meaningless' signal lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red color signal lights - most common meaningless signal lights I've seen on the road, nationwide. It's too confusing for other road users and dangerous! Where is all the JPJ/traffic police/whoever-who-is-responsible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Road bullies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met once, and my friend met once. I'll tell my tale here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was grandpa's funeral, after his cremation, we sent his name plate to 佛教会. After the hassle and stuff, me, da jie and tino were in one car, going to a vegetarian restaurant for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is two ways to go to the restaurant: one slightly big round but only left-y road; one nearer but need to 'turn right' on a busy junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da jie chose the 'right turn' route, and we were waiting to cross to the opposite. Tino and I were chatting so we didn't notice the cars. When da jie finally crossed, she went:"Oops, there's car behind us..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Perdana, heavily tinted and modified, honked our car and followed tightly behind us. Out of sudden, the car drove past us and blocked our way, just like in the movie. A skinny Malay guy came down from the car and started cursing and assaulting us, even kicked our car door! When da jie rolled down the window to apologize&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; !?&lt;/span&gt;, the guy suddenly stretched his arm through the window, seemed like wanting to take out the car key!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some exchange of harsh words, he got on his car and went off. We weren't harmed physically, but emotionally slight unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&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/4856590502267599972-1346992545037462875?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Poor her, sat for 11 hours!!? Fetched her from the train station, went back for some rest, then head out again when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhang bei&lt;/span&gt;s passed Grik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relying on Tino's GPS, I managed to go pass Kepala Batas for the first time &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as indicated by GPS to take that exit, wondering why...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When we arrived Bukit Mertajam's seem-to-be town centre, her HP's battery went off! OMG!! So we had nothing else to do but to find some significant landmark to wait for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhang bei&lt;/span&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------ the 'heartwarming' reunion part ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granduncle suffered from stroke, and he has been laying on bed for the last 5 years. It's really regretful that I am not aware of his condition all this while, I only hold memories of playing in his house when we were small and he was such a nice looking uncle. Some says it's the nemesis and he has to pay back all his 'debt' before passing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which reasons are not inappropriate to say it out loud here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bidding farewell, we headed to Parit Buntar to visit my grandma's youngest sister, who I have no memory at all about her =.=" We successfully found our way to Parit Buntar Hospital with the help of GPS, and her daughter-in-law lead us to her house &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;"&gt;(and I finally know where is USM Nibong Tebal engineering campus branch too)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She provides the best hospitality ever! First the homemade lunch, then city tour, pasar malam tour, dinner, supper, breakfast, and the list went on!! Despite the lack of communication all this while, there's hardly any awkward silence in between, especially us the young ones as we brought up almost everything we can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night they brought us to a pasar malam, where I bought a pair of sandal. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;You cannot deny the 一见倾心 effect!&lt;/span&gt; Then a fish porridge supper on our way back. We were brought to Dim Sum breakfast the next day, where they 'stuffed' us with a lot of dim sum and fried stuff. Before leaving, ah Kim brought us to buy 香饼, which is the exact factory that produces the biscuits! Jin Jia authentic feel! Also, there' a river called Sungai Kerian that divides 3 states: Kedah, Perak and Penang, they call the place '三角州'.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would conclude this trip as a very 'FULL' trip &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;"&gt;(quoted from Lim Tino)&lt;/span&gt;. Due to their hospitality, I'm sure I want to go there again yay! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-2104771267749214728?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As a Bursary co-chair, my life sucks to the max. Sponsorship, fee collection, and the awful messes, plus all the aftermath-sh*t I have to help clean up!! FML to the max (again). Luckily it's over, and our uni Bursary works so slow, I can only wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PhD transfer report&lt;/span&gt;: 不知不觉, it's been a year now!! I need to submit the transfer report as part of the conditions, while waiting for the viva to come. The submission date should be on the 18th, but the boss need to amend and amend again, so the final draft is still in progress. Gah~ Blame my procrastination too though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&amp;amp;M&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-aOh0vnxz8/TrPvdSx2F6I/AAAAAAAAE7Q/e3mtzbiLv0U/s1600/100_6256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N-aOh0vnxz8/TrPvdSx2F6I/AAAAAAAAE7Q/e3mtzbiLv0U/s320/100_6256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671139642325735330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what else but this two furballs who make me so occupied. Not blaming them though, they are too adorable! Except the part where they still scare of me to hell :( The most satisfying moment would be when they wheek for food! :D&lt;br /&gt;Friends say they have grown so much! Good news. Recently they have some mites problem, used up one day to bathe them and clean their cage.&lt;br /&gt;Never know I can be so 'routine' too - the day starts with preparing their breakfast while hearing them wheeking, refilling the hay and pellet; after I come back from lab in the evening, replacing the newspapers on their cage, sweep their poo, 把屎把尿, then preparing their food again, sometimes trimming their nails; bonding time in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes they drive me crazy, I still love them with all my heart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things for the small ones&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpbXPThympA/Tqvko3bheLI/AAAAAAAAE64/DtbfdYl4zOA/s1600/100_6252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpbXPThympA/Tqvko3bheLI/AAAAAAAAE64/DtbfdYl4zOA/s320/100_6252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668875946701191346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6a-uTcNs1g/TqvkpAbooTI/AAAAAAAAE7E/p_N8jda7604/s1600/100_6254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6a-uTcNs1g/TqvkpAbooTI/AAAAAAAAE7E/p_N8jda7604/s320/100_6254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668875949117579570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^For my kai zai and my kai niece/nephew! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been 'surrounded' by pregnant ladies! Shin, Jas, now da jie! (Oops, hope that doesn't scare my future niece/nephew away! Please please!)&lt;br /&gt;Purchase a few cross stitch stuff as a gift for the babies too. Yet JR's wedding stitch is still soooo pending. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-4142232567991509635?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The pain persisted until the second and the third day, so I asked my housemate and senior to take a look at the blister, in case they knew what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the pain persists, the blisters are kinda growing too, so those who looked at it advised me to go see a doctor for an accurate 'diagnosis'. So I went, and indeed it was Charlie! Anyway, 'bite' is not really  the field of expertise for the Charlie bugs, so I might have sat on them or something. Darn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, since the blisters are all below my thing, and the doc told me to wear loose shorts and even better, sarong, I had to declare MC myself =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URucFFl4lAw/Tmjk38RilNI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/g-e_CuBtkoI/s1600/100_6148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URucFFl4lAw/Tmjk38RilNI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/g-e_CuBtkoI/s320/100_6148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650017382259922130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^See!! Cannot even sit properly because of those blisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the spare time, I had a bonding time with M&amp;amp;M on the lazy sunny evening. Carried both of them out of the cage, laying them down on my chest while I was laying too, watching movie and listening to the radio while both of them explored curiously above my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AEW2vdSfLs/Tmjk4bORpGI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/HtJby41pBw0/s1600/100_6151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1AEW2vdSfLs/Tmjk4bORpGI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/HtJby41pBw0/s320/100_6151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650017390567728226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^They found that laying their butt on my neck was nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are still as cowards as they naturally are, anyway, it's pretty impressive when they suddenly quiet down and even sleep on me when listening to 费玉清!! =D That was too darn cute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-6668486321326905378?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Funny thing is, some people asked why didn't I ask from the (ex) loved one; that fella didn't even remember he knew guinea pigs because of me! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me around 2-3 days to make and modify the cage. The moment the cage is ready, I get nervous and eagerly wanting them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9zdfLdlBOI/Tl7qFMiKoDI/AAAAAAAAE5A/zkCQC5by3PE/s1600/100_6094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9zdfLdlBOI/Tl7qFMiKoDI/AAAAAAAAE5A/zkCQC5by3PE/s320/100_6094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208357753954354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Cage layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The square part is their dining area, where the water bottle, hay rack and food bowls are placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took them from a breeder from Penang. It was a long drive down, and the painful part was the traffic jam at Seberang Jaya because of broken tree trunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt1O0Xqm77Q/Tl7pf34mOmI/AAAAAAAAE4g/ztdpb6xTxc8/s1600/100_6075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lt1O0Xqm77Q/Tl7pf34mOmI/AAAAAAAAE4g/ztdpb6xTxc8/s320/100_6075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647207716555733602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Manny the elder brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jkkbQ-O-cM/Tl7pfTOfIuI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/nif-cOO8nZ4/s1600/100_6068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jkkbQ-O-cM/Tl7pfTOfIuI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/nif-cOO8nZ4/s320/100_6068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647207706715431650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Mozzie the little brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of their name - M&amp;amp;M months ago LOL. Both of them are of the abby breed, so they have rather messy hair. It's like the pusar thing on our head, but they have a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first night was quite a bliss, except we scared the crap out of them and they hide in their hiding tunnel the whole night. Fortunately, the hungry bug finally came out to grab a bite of the carrot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEL8-W7oczE/Tl7pflUvuqI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/wP81vr-QQKs/s1600/100_6071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEL8-W7oczE/Tl7pflUvuqI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/wP81vr-QQKs/s320/100_6071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647207711573523106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Look who's out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a challenge too. It's totally different from imagining it and actually owning it. I have to deal with their behavior, their pee and poo, their meal etc. It scared me as both of them never take a sip of water for the first two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5WkNI8yokeA/Tl7pgcBJhvI/AAAAAAAAE4w/B9J8C7gGtv0/s1600/100_6087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5WkNI8yokeA/Tl7pgcBJhvI/AAAAAAAAE4w/B9J8C7gGtv0/s320/100_6087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647207726255277810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^12 hours worth of poo =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a first timer, it is a whole new experience for everything, and I get frustrated most of the time too. Apart from them being so scared of me, the bedding and cleaning after them are the most pain in the ass. Since both of them start to drink a lot, they pee a lot too. The sad thing is they seem to be clueless of the concept of toilet in the cage, they just pee whenever they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LyYWwVXBqBg/Tl7qFsB0AoI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/tNeUAWIzHyw/s1600/100_6105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LyYWwVXBqBg/Tl7qFsB0AoI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/tNeUAWIzHyw/s320/100_6105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208366208189058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Fighting for a piece of carrot stick (there's still more though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vURDoVYGj54/Tl7qjI7kUQI/AAAAAAAAE5o/K25viRLX0HM/s1600/100_6123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vURDoVYGj54/Tl7qjI7kUQI/AAAAAAAAE5o/K25viRLX0HM/s320/100_6123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208872182829314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Cute lil Mozzie munching the lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I am a little bias towards Mozzie as he is the cuter one. His facial marking and color are nicer than his older brother, plus he is the bolder one too in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j07LgWEKA2E/Tl7qjlGuYTI/AAAAAAAAE54/5bj_iECeJNQ/s1600/100_6129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j07LgWEKA2E/Tl7qjlGuYTI/AAAAAAAAE54/5bj_iECeJNQ/s320/100_6129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208879745818930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Do you see what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fPQxsc9EJ0/Tl7qF6aZ_vI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/2sBH87NOtNo/s1600/100_6117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fPQxsc9EJ0/Tl7qF6aZ_vI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/2sBH87NOtNo/s320/100_6117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208370069438194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^See? SEE?? How cute is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ever since I grabbed them for a bath, they seemed to be traumatised, and return to the timid type again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qW-VgVfCJ8g/Tl7qEw4HATI/AAAAAAAAE44/3ki2LleA2T8/s1600/100_6091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qW-VgVfCJ8g/Tl7qEw4HATI/AAAAAAAAE44/3ki2LleA2T8/s320/100_6091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208350329798962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Scared the hell out of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kU2TCtEJxYk/Tl7qFacfLuI/AAAAAAAAE5I/wxJmjN9iJ40/s1600/100_6096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kU2TCtEJxYk/Tl7qFacfLuI/AAAAAAAAE5I/wxJmjN9iJ40/s320/100_6096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208361488232162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Avoiding me at all cause... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week, this boys show some dominant behavior against each other, as there are more purring sound and attacking between them. It is quite amusing to see all this behaviors of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Or083cXRN9g/Tl7qi6hWVoI/AAAAAAAAE5g/rk4_Kyb-lhk/s1600/100_6119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Or083cXRN9g/Tl7qi6hWVoI/AAAAAAAAE5g/rk4_Kyb-lhk/s320/100_6119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208868314764930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^After a fight, the big brother successfully gain his place at the bigger shade while the little brother has to take the smaller shade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up til now, the experience is great one! Hope they will not die young pleaseee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMB-pOuBjmQ/Tl7qjRxyy6I/AAAAAAAAE5w/kmsGxt2yrrU/s1600/100_6125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMB-pOuBjmQ/Tl7qjRxyy6I/AAAAAAAAE5w/kmsGxt2yrrU/s320/100_6125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208874557754274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbrxOmvQ_OI/Tl7qj99BHCI/AAAAAAAAE6A/_52Zq2X-zno/s1600/100_6132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbrxOmvQ_OI/Tl7qj99BHCI/AAAAAAAAE6A/_52Zq2X-zno/s320/100_6132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647208886415989794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;P/S: although they look super cute in this cloth tunnel, they hide in it too much, so I remove them to reduce the timidness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856590502267599972-4641103922643699397?l=limhueynee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;The venue of the dinner was at Khoon Aik hall. It was a full house, about 30 tables overall.
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&lt;br /&gt;We headed there in the noon to have a final rehearsal, position arrangements and stuffs. All performance would be done on the floor, which means the same level as the seats, so we needed to adjust and readjust our position so that it won't seems too blank, too near, too far etc...
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&lt;br /&gt;Had my hairdo at an in-house saloon &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(which was a little overpriced since all she did was curling up my hair with some sprays) &lt;/span&gt;and makeup done by our dancemate Lee Ching.
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&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for us, our table was right next to the dance floor, so we could watch the show conveniently. Unfortunately, since the dinner's arrangements went haywire, we had to be prepared and standby most of the time. Anyway, fortunately for me, I had my usual appetite :)
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&lt;br /&gt;It's around 30 dances overall, including the solo dance by the 'grand belly dance master' Miss 许雪玲. It was breathtaking! The body, the dance, everything! Our dances were the 6th and 27th.
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&lt;br /&gt;After the grand finale - JaiHo dance, it was the happy hour time, the hall turned into a disco dance floor. There's a lot of aunties uncles in Kangar who can dance really well!! Impressive! We had our crazy fun too :)
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&lt;br /&gt;When the waltz music going on and on, we got bored and decided to call it a day. Went back to Lee Ching's house to remove our makeup and chit-chatted until 2am :p
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&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, we gonna challenge again next year? :p
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&lt;br /&gt;^How come my smile so fake!? =.=
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&lt;br /&gt;Slowpoke me, again, I started to watch CSI NY Season 7 &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;(just started... -_-) &lt;/span&gt;episode 2 tonight, and it's about a murder witnessed by Adam from a chatting network, and it's truly internet savvy episode.
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&lt;br /&gt;I notice the significant generation gap from the kids in this generation and what we've been through 10, 20 years ago.
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&lt;br /&gt;I was still using a bunch of 3.5" floppy disk during my Diploma time, and it's just 6 years ago~
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&lt;br /&gt;Look at now, iPad, iPhone, high-performance laptop, and the lists go on.
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&lt;br /&gt;I had a chat with housemate about this topic, and he said that's how the world evolve, and imagine what would it be 30-40 years later? We might end up lose track to the new technology then.
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&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ Well, I pray for world peace. :)
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