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Day 8 saw me taking a half day tour-guided trip to the Royal Grand Palace &amp; Temple of Emerald Buddha. It was a good thing as I was unable to arrange trip on my own because of my tight schedule. Both located in the same area, which is huge!! I think we spent about 3 hours there, but I still don't feel satisfied :-)

You may want to read about the Royal </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/2254280652154154474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=2254280652154154474&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2254280652154154474?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2254280652154154474?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/pyU_jHcIyVU/bangkok-day-8-royal-grand-palace.html" title="Bangkok Day 8 - Royal Grand Palace" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/11/bangkok-day-8-royal-grand-palace.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ER30_fyp7ImA9WxNUFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-5303308898251317157</id><published>2009-11-06T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:16:46.347+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-06T10:16:46.347+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Malaysia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="issues" /><title>Is my country dying?</title><summary>I am a person who loves this country. Heck, this is where I was born, I belong to this land and this land (supposedly) belongs to me as well. I don't wish to see her dying, but isn't that what is going on lately? I bet if she is able to speak, she will cry her heart out!

I'm refering to the political situation, injustice &amp; puzzling verdicts, and the amount of racial issues going around now. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/5303308898251317157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=5303308898251317157&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5303308898251317157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5303308898251317157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/jNK0XFyGvg0/is-my-country-dying.html" title="Is my country dying?" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/11/is-my-country-dying.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YFQHc7fSp7ImA9WxNUEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-2282994217698831123</id><published>2009-11-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:11:51.905+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T22:11:51.905+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bangkok" /><title>Bangkok Day 4 - 7</title><summary>Lets skip Day 3 of my Bangkok Trip. It was all about shopping and I was too tired to snap any photos! :P

Day 4 to 7 was all about why I was in Bangkok in the first place. It was for my conference which was held in BITEC (it's something like PWTC in Malaysia). Modern building.

The first day of ICN itself was very tiring. Nevertheless, it was nice to represent your country in the largest </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/2282994217698831123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=2282994217698831123&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2282994217698831123?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2282994217698831123?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/Y6aXfWnEA7E/bangkok-day-4-7.html" title="Bangkok Day 4 - 7" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/11/bangkok-day-4-7.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ICQnY_eSp7ImA9WxNVFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-7157881233594118172</id><published>2009-10-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:59:23.841+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T21:59:23.841+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deepavali" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="festival" /><title>Deepavali 2009</title><summary>I spent my Deepavali either sleeping or walking around like a zombie. Flu/Sore throat couldn't find a better time to attack me and one week later, I'm still suffering! *sigh..That is the bad news. But the good news is I manage to capture the important moments on my Deepavali celebration!

I don't know about others, but for me, the Eve is the best of Deepavali. Deepavali morning is not bad either </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/7157881233594118172/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=7157881233594118172&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7157881233594118172?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7157881233594118172?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/Ie28vn-S-d4/deepavali-2009.html" title="Deepavali 2009" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/10/deepavali-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UHRHYyeip7ImA9WxNVEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6009689564660373682</id><published>2009-10-22T08:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:33:55.892+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-22T09:33:55.892+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Letting go of that emotional baggage</title><summary>Life has taken different direction. I know I am someone different from whom I was, lets say 10 years ago. Almost everything have changed - be it physical character, personality or just the way I think. Some have changed for better, some for worse. But collectively, that makes whom I am now.I have tried to refrain myself from going personal in this blog (now that it is being read by huge range of </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6009689564660373682/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6009689564660373682&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6009689564660373682?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6009689564660373682?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/kXhB4lRq8sY/letting-go-of-that-emotional-baggage.html" title="Letting go of that emotional baggage" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/St-zt3u1LOI/AAAAAAAABI4/vTUQ53RF4vU/s72-c/78231629.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/10/letting-go-of-that-emotional-baggage.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMBQnw5eSp7ImA9WxNWFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-1966793176585786835</id><published>2009-10-15T10:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:07:33.221+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-15T10:07:33.221+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deepavali" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bangkok" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Bangkok Day 2</title><summary>Chumma Talk:  I couldn't juggle between work and other activities right now, and I have to be fair to my readers as well. So, tulipspeaks now will only offer updates once a week till further notice.***Day 2 in Bangkok saw us roaming around with a map. The Skytrain (LRT) and MRT (subway) were very helpful in that matter :-)We walked around the China town for a while, where we found a beautiful </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/1966793176585786835/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=1966793176585786835&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1966793176585786835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1966793176585786835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/r6h4Pzk0DZo/bangkok-day-2.html" title="Bangkok Day 2" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/10/bangkok-day-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QBQHw6cSp7ImA9WxNXFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-523501225485234963</id><published>2009-10-03T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:42:31.219+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-03T01:42:31.219+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bangkok" /><title>Bangkok Day 1</title><summary> I'm in Bangkok for a short trip and a conference. Got this free WiFi in my hotel room but it's kinda slow - yes, slower than our infamous Streamyx! Will try to update about my trip as often as possible. Here is my account of Day 1:

Touched down at Suvarnabumi Airport, Bangkok around 1.40pm local time.Took airport limo to the hotel and I must tell you.. it was a nightmare explaining the hotel </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/523501225485234963/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=523501225485234963&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/523501225485234963?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/523501225485234963?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/j4jG8oZO6l4/bangkok-day-1.html" title="Bangkok Day 1" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/10/bangkok-day-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYFQH8zfCp7ImA9WxNXEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3413949554525756927</id><published>2009-09-29T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:18:31.184+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-29T09:18:31.184+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Drifting away</title><summary>
I wanted to write so badly. I really miss my little cyberhome I have here. But every time I click on the 'new post', I ended up staring at the empty column which is.. well, staring at me back. After an hour or so playing the staring game, I will give up and close the page. There are so much of stuff to tell everyone but there is something lacking in me.. something that is preventing me to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3413949554525756927/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3413949554525756927&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3413949554525756927?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3413949554525756927?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/x3OL76xNU5o/drifting-away.html" title="Drifting away" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SsFgNzT50iI/AAAAAAAABIo/Ziwzsy5iBro/s72-c/9426_140809971768_521251768_2499889_2401965_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/drifting-away.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQNQnk5cCp7ImA9WxNQE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-1603044984257218413</id><published>2009-09-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:13:13.728+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-19T20:13:13.728+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="festival" /><title>Navarathiri Begins</title><summary>It's my favourite 9-days festival that starts today. It's a festival very close to my heart. As a child, I never failed to go to the temple every day till the festival ends. I don't wish to bore my readers with the facts and legend behind Navarathiri, you may wanna read more about it HERE.

What I am going to share with you is the photos taken of the Golu set-up at home for this year's </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/1603044984257218413/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=1603044984257218413&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1603044984257218413?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1603044984257218413?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/PLScUNeckyw/navarathiri-begins.html" title="Navarathiri Begins" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/navarathiri-begins.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4GRn89fSp7ImA9WxNRGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3304738414898783042</id><published>2009-09-14T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:25:27.165+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-14T18:25:27.165+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="issues" /><title>I don't give money to beggars</title><summary>I have few so-called policies in my life. One of it being my dislike towards beggars. I don't give money to them. I have numerous instances when friends or even strangers gave me a disgusting look when I just walk past people begging for money. I have my reasons.One - they might be richer than you. I have read a real story in the newspapers about this guy being able to send his son to UK to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3304738414898783042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3304738414898783042&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3304738414898783042?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3304738414898783042?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/UFJ1gqVAVc4/i-dont-give-money-to-beggars.html" title="I don't give money to beggars" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/Sq4OWpPhX6I/AAAAAAAABIg/DoXbrg-S5v0/s72-c/71196210.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/i-dont-give-money-to-beggars.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cEQno_fSp7ImA9WxNRFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-7478514236334556848</id><published>2009-09-11T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:36:43.445+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-11T19:36:43.445+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 83</title><summary>Movie: IruvarSong: Poongkodiyin Punnagai

Damn.. I'm suffering from writer's block!! *sigh 
</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/7478514236334556848/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=7478514236334556848&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7478514236334556848?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7478514236334556848?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/RjGzjegeEXY/nostalgic-friday-83.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 83" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/nostalgic-friday-83.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEICQns6eCp7ImA9WxNRFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-9043118968004439822</id><published>2009-09-10T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:49:23.510+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-10T16:49:23.510+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="misc." /><title>What do you see?</title><summary>I remember the days without computer games  and Internet. I was basically playing with the nature :-). Watching the clouds was one of my favourite 'hobby'. I used to imagine all sort of animals, creatures, things and cartoons made of clouds. It was fun :-).

I snapped this photo with my camera phone. So, the quality may not be that good. But I think it's clear enough for you guys to make a guess </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/9043118968004439822/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=9043118968004439822&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/9043118968004439822?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/9043118968004439822?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/D34xDJrU4e0/what-do-you-see.html" title="What do you see?" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/what-do-you-see.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0INQH06cCp7ImA9WxNREEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3131674559865678735</id><published>2009-09-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:39:51.318+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-04T21:39:51.318+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 82</title><summary>Movie: Pasum PonSong: Thamara Poovukum
I am not a fan of this movie. It's way too emo for me. Always prefer movie with light subject. But it's a different story with this song. It's fun!

It's going to be a long weekend here. Off till Monday. See you guys back on Tues. Have fun everyone!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3131674559865678735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3131674559865678735&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3131674559865678735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3131674559865678735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/15HAVb_cfzM/nostalgic-friday-82.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 82" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/nostalgic-friday-82.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkICRXg4fip7ImA9WxNSGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6567926883309151800</id><published>2009-09-03T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:29:24.636+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-03T11:29:24.636+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><title>It was a grand celebration</title><summary>In fact it was a wonderful 3-day celebration.

Of my 29th birthday.

Clockwise from left - Birthday eve @ Mantra, Sunway Pyramid; Birthday dinner @ Bumbu Bali, Puchong &amp; A shared birthday celebraton @ Tg Harapan Seafood Restaurant.

This year's Sept 1 (Aug 31 - Sept 2) was entirely different from the last few years. I had enough food to sustain me for a week and sweet memories to be remembered </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6567926883309151800/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6567926883309151800&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6567926883309151800?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6567926883309151800?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/hrp30jfZxko/it-was-grand-celebration.html" title="It was a grand celebration" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/it-was-grand-celebration.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYMQHk8eyp7ImA9WxNSF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3976300189912974187</id><published>2009-09-01T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:03:01.773+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-01T16:03:01.773+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Twenty Nine</title><summary>Back to blogworld after 10 days of break to greet everyone on my birthday. I was born in 1980, which makes me 29 this year. And no, I have no issues of revealing my age. I'm proud of it in fact. Why? - you may ask.. well, let's keep that story for another day.What's in for today? I have 29 random stuff to be presented here. Random because some are more like resolutions, some are announcements, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3976300189912974187/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3976300189912974187&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3976300189912974187?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3976300189912974187?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/IfbsaPqXtew/twenty-nine.html" title="Twenty Nine" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SpzVJ_eE0oI/AAAAAAAABIA/wjAT2-YO95A/s72-c/birthday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/09/twenty-nine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IGQXw_cSp7ImA9WxNTGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-1419557075159180326</id><published>2009-08-21T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:52:00.249+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-21T19:52:00.249+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="announcement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Break</title><summary>Dearest readers,

I'm going on a short break, probably for about 10 days. And I have given up YM. So, I won't be available for chat anymore, unless you are lucky to 'catch' me in gchat. However, I will still be updating my twitter and facebook from time to time. 

I'll be back on Sept 1.

Leaving you all with this wonderful song, my pick for Nostalgic Friday week #81:

Movie: SangamamSong: </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/1419557075159180326/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=1419557075159180326&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1419557075159180326?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1419557075159180326?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/1cFCukKbKiQ/break.html" title="Break" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/break.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMBQX86fSp7ImA9WxNTF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3180024842539272472</id><published>2009-08-20T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:14:10.115+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-20T10:14:10.115+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="women" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>You like this, baby?</title><summary>This is a question that I have been seeking an answer for.. and that is for a long long time.

Why do the guys like to pursue or be with girls who treat them like shit?

Now, guys.. please do not go into denial mode or be defensive without listening my points here.

I know some of my male friends are extremely cautious when it comes to their pride and no way a girl could be bitchy with them. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3180024842539272472/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3180024842539272472&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3180024842539272472?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3180024842539272472?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/NX8Gg2Ee1RM/you-like-this-baby.html" title="You like this, baby?" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/Soywx3se7wI/AAAAAAAABHw/1zfGe_-gOOo/s72-c/78050578.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/you-like-this-baby.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQDQ348eSp7ImA9WxNTFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-4846602977591897879</id><published>2009-08-16T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:26:12.071+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-17T09:26:12.071+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="event" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Malaysia" /><title>Dogathon UPM 2009</title><summary>I was waiting for today's event for weeks, if not months. Dogathon is held annually in my alma mater, and this my second time visiting one. Read about last year's Dogathon here.

This year, I was determined to get up and close with the dogs. No more shooting from far far away :P I befriended the owners, learned important tips and tricks, pet the doggies and take close up shots. They are so </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/4846602977591897879/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=4846602977591897879&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4846602977591897879?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4846602977591897879?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/_PrtXfo9DPQ/dogathon-upm-2009.html" title="Dogathon UPM 2009" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/dogathon-upm-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EEQXc-eyp7ImA9WxNTEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-1423970177212876534</id><published>2009-08-14T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:06:40.953+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-14T20:06:40.953+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 80</title><summary>This week's Friday offering..Sottu Sottai.A local song.Hey, I do support local production, ok. Belilah Barangan Buatan Malaysia! :PExcited about Sunday's Dogathon. Hopefully the weather will be good.Take care everyone!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/1423970177212876534/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=1423970177212876534&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1423970177212876534?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1423970177212876534?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/l7fiXD9O11I/nostalgic-friday-80.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 80" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/nostalgic-friday-80.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQCQng_fip7ImA9WxNTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-4354898690129785750</id><published>2009-08-12T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:22:43.646+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-12T11:22:43.646+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>I decide whom I wanna be</title><summary>There was a time when I always assume people think exactly the same way that I do. I blindly made conclusions thinking that those around me behave like me. I was under the impression that people can read my mind.

Yes, obviously over the time, I realised how dumb I was.

People DO NOT think like me.
People DO NOT behave like me.
People ARE NOT me.

I don't know if that is what we call bitter </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/4354898690129785750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=4354898690129785750&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4354898690129785750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4354898690129785750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/0I9p-Uf0eLw/i-decide-whom-i-wanna-be.html" title="I decide whom I wanna be" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SoI0YBREcbI/AAAAAAAABHY/HfKWA4TSQrc/s72-c/80403618.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/i-decide-whom-i-wanna-be.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMEQ3k7fCp7ImA9WxJaFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-8343020543068712214</id><published>2009-08-07T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:20:02.704+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-07T13:20:02.704+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 79</title><summary>I was listening to a local radio station (which rarely airs oldies), when they aired this emo song:



Full song but without video:Movie: Muthal MariyathaiSong: Rasave
*sigh.. I'm emo now.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/8343020543068712214/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=8343020543068712214&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/8343020543068712214?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/8343020543068712214?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/0Gqbu_bkN-Q/nostalgic-friday-79.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 79" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/nostalgic-friday-79.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHQno_cSp7ImA9WxJaFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6263973050183689592</id><published>2009-08-06T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:27:13.449+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-06T10:27:13.449+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="event" /><title>Putrajaya Floria Festival 2009</title><summary>Chumma Talk: I'm guilty of not blog-hopping.. again!***Ready for lots of colourful photos?Not of me, this time.Or maybe, only this time :P.Visited Floria Festival 2009 at Putrajaya last Saturday. Maybe my expectation was a little high, so ended up a bit disappointed. Nevertheless, we took fairly okay photographs, camwhored a bit to camouflage our disappointment :PHere are some shots taken that </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6263973050183689592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6263973050183689592&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6263973050183689592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6263973050183689592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/REGOJfeeKcI/putrajaya-floria-festival-2009.html" title="Putrajaya Floria Festival 2009" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/putrajaya-floria-festival-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUARH48eCp7ImA9WxJaEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-8524586589258045511</id><published>2009-08-03T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:24:05.070+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-03T10:24:05.070+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>5 steps to dump your boyfriend</title><summary>... and not feeling guilty about it?Here is how:1. Stay away from him.He appears at your door step every day after work. Calls you (or you call him) everyday while driving to work, during lunch and before going to bed. You look for him the very next moment you need help.And you are expecting yourself to just dump him?Rule #1 is to drop hints that you are no longer interested - that is by staying </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/8524586589258045511/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=8524586589258045511&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/8524586589258045511?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/8524586589258045511?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/sIYPIbYwJEo/5-steps-to-dump-your-boyfriend.html" title="5 steps to dump your boyfriend" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SnZJugc7LgI/AAAAAAAABHM/Fwji9nuSu-4/s72-c/82137895.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/08/5-steps-to-dump-your-boyfriend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcDR38ycSp7ImA9WxJaEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-2889614227007185937</id><published>2009-07-31T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:04:36.199+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-31T12:04:36.199+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Roger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 78</title><summary>Chumma Talk: It's just the beginning of Friday, but I already make plans for the weekend :P. How about you?***Movie: Ananda KummiSong: Oru KiliIt is quite rare for us to find a duet by 2 female singers. I never actually watched the clip or the movie before, and was very surprised to find the song to be shot like this. I was imagining entirely a different thing.Between, Shalini Ajith is the baby </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/2889614227007185937/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=2889614227007185937&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2889614227007185937?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2889614227007185937?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/zVQAar_TKyI/nostalgic-friday-78.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 78" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/07/nostalgic-friday-78.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ADQX88eSp7ImA9WxJbF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-7704858634143244750</id><published>2009-07-28T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:56:10.171+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-28T20:56:10.171+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Back to UPM</title><summary>err.. only to be told later that UPM will be shut down for a week because of H1N1. 


*sigh

Anyway, back to the story.

I do go back to my alma mater, UPM once a while. But because the current (new) Faculty of Medicine is situated at the outskirt of the main campus, I don't get to really 'feel' the campus life. Today, with my junior Menaga, I revisited my old Faculty building which is inside the</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/7704858634143244750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=7704858634143244750&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7704858634143244750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7704858634143244750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/I5XkA98BVIM/back-to-upm.html" title="Back to UPM" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/07/back-to-upm.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
