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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Married people have the 7 year itch, similarly, I have a yearly itch… the itch to travel =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So I begged and pestered my sister to travel with me and after a long deliberation, we agreed on a destination that most chinese won’t be interested in… Jakarta, Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here’s a brief post-travel log…Air Asia tickets aren’t cheap so I took KLM. Lagi best! Fare includes seating, luggage check-in, food, entertainment, more space and mat salleh(s) ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Touched down at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport around 6.30 p.m… the queue at immigration is crazy! Long and slow… kena scan fingerprints and take off glasses to have picture taken at the immigration counter lagi… bukan semua orang kena tau… ish… then met up with my sister who flew in from KK… saw Indonesian artist, Bertrand Antolin, at the airport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Good thing traffic wasn’t too bad… stayed at Ibis Tamarin Hotel… not bad lar… good location… once checked-in we walked out for some street food… very unhygienic and there are lots of people asking for money by selling stuff and singing by the tables…also as if the air isn’t bad enough, everyone smokes… young and old, male and female… even in indoor air-conditioned restaurants!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Early the next morning we took a cab to the National Monument… long walk… damn hot… then it’s shopping time… we took the bajaj! Most malls in Jakarta are high-classed and expensive… lots of food and beverage choices… the customer service is superb… personnel greet patrons and are helpful unlike you-know-where… the most striking thing I noticed is it’s safe to leave your stuff such as mobile phones on the table when dining… in Msia your phone can be snatched even when you’re talking on it! Managed to meet up with a brother who’s currently based in Jkt… had kopi luwak gold blend… nothing to shout about =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Went to Dunia Fantasi-Ancol… it’s a huge theme park with games, water adventures, sea world, et cetera… before leaving we saw a filming crew shooting by the carousel… after that more shopping… continued to shop for the rest of the trip…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Time flies when you’re having fun eh… we went to the airport early as we’ve been warned of the unpredictable traffic in Jkt… true enough… there was a demonstration at one of the busiest roundabout and we had to take a quick detour to bypass the closed road… then there was an accident on the highway… sampai airport also took some time to find the right departure hall… queued to drop the luggage… queued to immigration… then finally time to board and tata Jkt…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-7366435983187465591?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/7366435983187465591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=7366435983187465591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/7366435983187465591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/7366435983187465591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2011/09/jkt.html' title='Jkt'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6227595187603947342</id><published>2011-07-18T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:41:45.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Milk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aduhai... harga susu segar dinaikkan lagi... baik aku ternak lembu sendiri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6227595187603947342?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6227595187603947342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6227595187603947342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6227595187603947342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6227595187603947342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2011/07/got-milk.html' title='Got Milk?'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-8278222361028619736</id><published>2011-05-27T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:00:49.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday – car’s power window switch conked out…replacement = RM130&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday – chased by two dogs (wth!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday – issue at work… so pissed off, make me wanna break things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday – so many incompetent drivers (plural!) on the same route!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-8278222361028619736?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8278222361028619736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=8278222361028619736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/8278222361028619736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/8278222361028619736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3493212948632562330</id><published>2011-03-17T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T12:44:00.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Earth Moves: Pray for Japan (by Albert Mohler) - March 14, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extracted from&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.christianity.com/blogs/mohler/11647195/"&gt;Christianity.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There can be few more frightening experiences than an earthquake, and last Friday’s quake that has devastated Japan will rank among the strongest ever recorded. Ranking 9.0 on the scale of magnitude, the Sendai, Japan quake ranks fifth among earthquakes in recorded history, coming after the 1960 quake in Chile (9.5), the 1964 quake at Prince William Sound, Alaska (9.2), the deadly Sumatra, Indonesia quake of 2004 (9.1), and the 1952 quake at Kamchatka, Russia (9.0).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But then, adding misery and terror to the devastating damage caused by the earthquake, a massive tsunami caused by the quake inundated countless miles of Japan’s coastline, taking several villages completely out to sea. The loss of energy caused by the quake and tsunami then led to another looming disaster — at least a partial meltdown of the reactor cores at two, and possibly more, nearby nuclear power plants. As if all that was not enough, a volcano in southern Japan erupted on Sunday, underlining that fact that the island nation rests atop the Pacific’s feared “Ring of Fire.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Japan is perched on the edge of the Tuscarora Deep, a cleft in the earth’s crust five miles in depth that runs alongside the nation’s coastline. The massive stresses that build up along the Tuscarora Deep produce the historic earthquakes that Japan has experienced throughout its history — but never before so severe as on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The death toll from the disaster is not yet known, but early on Monday the Japanese government warned that the loss of life would likely be far greater than first thought. The deaths are not likely to come even close to the 230,000 who died in the 2004 Indonesian earthquake and tsunami, but the suffering and grief will be incalculable. The economic devastation to Japan may exceed that of any previous natural disaster anywhere in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Japan is the most disaster-ready nation on earth. Its building codes, warning systems, emergency services, and disaster response teams are the best in the world. But there was no amount of human planning that could have stopped this destruction. This disaster lies far outside the range of human control or preparedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We must pray for the people of Japan. We must pray for the lives that can be saved and for the grieving families who have lost loved ones. We must pray that this horrible disaster may be used to call the people of Japan to the Lord as their only hope and refuge. The nation is still shaped by its Shinto, Buddhist, and Animist roots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Disasters like this often bring out the most reckless forms of theologizing. The earthquake and tsunami are indeed horrifying reminders that this world shows all the marks of God’s judgment on sin, and that the whole creation groans under the weight of sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nevertheless, Jesus warned his disciples about drawing the conclusion that a natural disaster can be traced to the sins of those who directly suffer its effects (Luke 13:1-5). God causes the rain to fall on both the just and the unjust (Matthew 5:45). We must remember that when we read the headlines and see the images of a disaster wherever it may happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In 1755, a great earthquake devastated Lisbon, Portugal, causing great loss of life throughout the Iberian Peninsula. This tragedy caused many Europeans, recently shaken by the secularism of the early Enlightenment, to abandon their belief in God. This just compounds the tragedy. We must affirm both the sovereign power and the loving character of God, and that means that we must know that disasters like this will test both our faith and our faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The people of Japan are now on our hearts. We must pray for them even as we do all within our power to help. And then, when the grieving turns to the hard work of recovery and rebuilding, the true test for American Christians will be whether our commitment to the Gospel of Christ will lead to a renewed effort to reach the nation of Japan with the message of Jesus Christ, the Solid Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3493212948632562330?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3493212948632562330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3493212948632562330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3493212948632562330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3493212948632562330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-earth-moves-pray-for-japan-by.html' title='When the Earth Moves: Pray for Japan (by Albert Mohler) - March 14, 2011'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-1777998681079846736</id><published>2011-03-09T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:58:48.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6146998689752213080?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6146998689752213080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6146998689752213080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6146998689752213080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6146998689752213080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-robert-frost.html' title='From Robert Frost'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2085469204819024781</id><published>2010-12-24T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:03:28.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Santa honey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve been an &lt;strike&gt;awfully good&lt;/strike&gt; okay gal this year… so check my list and slide down the chimney quick ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, in case your iphone application is jammed with requests, here’s my “condensed” list…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1) World peace – I guess this is a pre-requisite to get you to scroll down the list eh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2) Cool gadgets – I wouldn’t mind receiving tablets, high-tech media devices or game consoles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3) Hunk(s) – Well, it’s about time that I get a dose of romance and ‘excitement’… the ticking sound you hear isn’t your countdown to Christmas but my biological clock =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4) Health – The family is ‘expanding’ (except the Chan family line), so good health and great well-being to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5) Job that pays real moolah – Seriously, 30 years old and all I can afford is a car (heck, it still belongs to the bank!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, time to move on to the next &lt;strike&gt;naughty&lt;/strike&gt; nice person’s list… XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Blessed Christmas everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2085469204819024781?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2085469204819024781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2085469204819024781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2085469204819024781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2085469204819024781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-here.html' title='Christmas is here...'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-5746677635502713484</id><published>2010-11-25T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:49:27.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I wonder if there’s an unwritten code that all budget airlines must be delayed… our flight from Adelaide to Melbourne via Tiger Airways was delayed, causing us to miss our airport transfer to our hotel… so after few enquiries and calls we finally got onto a van en route for Formule 1 Melbourne… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;It’s warmer in Melbourne, more crowded too… there are so many trams in the city! It’s exciting, I’m a city girl so being in a ‘happening’ city is ‘stimulating’ ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Formule 1 hotel is ok, but their elevators are really really slow… next, we moved to Batman’s Hill on Collins… wow, huge difference… there’s a mix-up by the travel agent hence instead of a triple sharing room, my sisters and I got a suite without having to pay extra… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Then we had two tours - the 12 Apostles and Phillip Island… we visited the Royal Botanic Garden as it’s their Spring Open Day… did some shopping at Harbour Town &amp;amp; Bourke Street… so many places, so little time… their opening hours really sucks… woke up early, they’re not open… after 5 pm they’re closed, so at night the only thing to do is go to the supermarket! Gosh! Being in Oz really gave us the shopping-withdrawal syndrome… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I found joy in a 2nd hand shop where I bought two books that looked so new… one is a 2010 publication! In Msia, these very books will cost around RM90 to RM130… And best part? I thought it’s AUD$1 per book (I had to stop myself from shoving every book into my bag) but when I went to the cashier, it’s only 20 cents per book!!! Walaupun kali 3 baru 60 sen di Malaysia!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Food wise, nothing special… love that there’s porky everywhere… even in McD… oh did I mention, Farmers Union iced coffee? That’s a must try… too bad didn’t get to try their gelato… should have gotten a bottle of wine eh… next trip…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;All in all it’s a good trip… nice to catch up with family and friends… good to be away from the stress of work… and if we don’t convert the prices of stuff, it’s actually quite affordable &amp;amp; definitely cheaper compared to the stuff in Msia… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Took SIA back to Msia, a little stopover in Sg again… my system went haywire after the trip… imagine there’s a time difference when we arrived in Adelaide, then another time zone in Melbourne, few days later daylight saving started, then it’s time to go home… so I was disoriented for a few days, hungry and sleepy at the wrong times, and don’t get me started on the heat &amp;amp; humidity of our beautiful country… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Ahhh… I’m a survivor… let’s do it again =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-5746677635502713484?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5746677635502713484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=5746677635502713484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5746677635502713484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5746677635502713484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/11/melbourne.html' title='Melbourne'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-7623152534514826230</id><published>2010-10-20T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:57:45.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My poor blog has been left idle for some time… thought I wanna update it after my trip down under… but once I returned to the office I was swamped / overwhelmed / buried with work… my ever so ‘lovely’ superiors had moved my deadline forward! So after almost 2 weeks of all-work-no-rest, I’ve finally met the craziest deadline ever on Monday… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For the uninformed, I went to Singapore, Adelaide and Melbourne in September and returned to Malaysia in October… like all holidays it was too short =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I took Singapore Airlines hence the stopover at Spore… I had more than 10 hours in Spore… reached Changi Airport around noon and had my brunch in Terminal 2… waited for my family members travelling from KK… after meeting up, we went to the city… boy, it was super crowded coz F1 was that very nite! Too bad I didn’t see Jenson Button or Lewis Hamilton… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The flight to Adelaide is at 11 something at nite… they served supper on flight but I was too tired to eat so just downed a glass of red wine and zzzzzzz…. Didn’t sleep well, woke up after awhile and watched in-flight movies… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Touched down in Adelaide airport in the morning… long line and very strict immigration checks… so having been sniffed by 1 huge dog and 1 mini dog, and escaping the hassle of having my suitcase opened, I emerged to the other side of the terminal and saw my eagerly waiting sister =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spring just started, temperature was around 11 °C with strong winds and a shower or two… stayed at Annie’s Place… the good thing bout oz is their public transportation… buses, cabs and trams in good condition, ppl are courteous and helpful, and most importantly they’re on time! Unlike the place I’m residing in, where schedules are just a formality, drivers drive like a drunk and the vehicles are rundown… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After dinner on the day of arrival I just knocked out… then we had the convocation, meeting up with friends, a little shopping, lots of eating and photo snapping… rented a car to the wineries and other local attractions, returned the car to the airport and off we go… to Melbourne…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;… to be continued…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-7623152534514826230?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/7623152534514826230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=7623152534514826230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/7623152534514826230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/7623152534514826230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/10/aussie-adventure.html' title='Aussie Adventure'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4695072201084922792</id><published>2010-07-28T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T08:47:04.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sinkhole Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.christianity.com/Home/Christian%20Living%20Features/11635280/"&gt;http://www.christianity.com/Home/Christian%20Living%20Features/11635280/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4695072201084922792?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.christianity.com/Home/Christian%20Living%20Features/11635280/' title='The Sinkhole Syndrome'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4695072201084922792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4695072201084922792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4695072201084922792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4695072201084922792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/07/sinkhole-syndrome.html' title='The Sinkhole Syndrome'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4280688142517648133</id><published>2010-07-23T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T13:23:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlanK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/TEkmoSr-siI/AAAAAAAABLM/d6NQjbVKp0k/s1600/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496967293835325986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/TEkmoSr-siI/AAAAAAAABLM/d6NQjbVKp0k/s200/cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nessuna ispirazione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;아니 영감&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;いいえインスピレーション&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aucune source d'inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ไม่มีแรงบันดาลใจ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada inspirasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;No hay inspiración&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有灵感&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4280688142517648133?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4280688142517648133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4280688142517648133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4280688142517648133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4280688142517648133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/07/blank.html' title='BlanK'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/TEkmoSr-siI/AAAAAAAABLM/d6NQjbVKp0k/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-1687633979739190861</id><published>2010-06-01T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:41:08.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Life is unpredictable, as Forest Gump said, “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.” I am somewhat blessed as I experience loss considerably late in life. My lovely grandma passed away late last month and everyone is sad but we know she’s with the Lord. She lived a full life... a woman of faith, independent, strong, cool and smart... she lived to see four generations under one roof... she didn’t suffer and she remained faithful to Christ till the end... she was 89 years old... She’ll be dearly missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;On an unrelated matter, I so totally fell in love with Nick Vujicic! A charming man of faith... it didn’t matter that he’s without limbs... I liked something he said... it goes something like this... pray for what you want... and wait for it... it’ll be on god’s timing not yours... but if you don’t get what you prayed for... it’s ok... coz you can be certain that at god’s timing, He has something even better for you... *grin* I can hear single ladies shouting amen... this is true, not just in the aspect of relationship, but for all parts of life... Stormie Omartian wrote this in one of her books, “Prayer is a privilege that is always ours, but the power in prayer is always His. Without God, we can't do it. Without us, God won't do it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. (Rom 8:28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-1687633979739190861?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1687633979739190861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=1687633979739190861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1687633979739190861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1687633979739190861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/06/loss.html' title='Loss'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6218298800739596940</id><published>2010-05-18T12:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:12:12.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Cup Finals 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfZjIhl8I/AAAAAAAABHU/1mbqn9UKgBI/s1600/P1020096.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcIIW6YcI/AAAAAAAABGs/jv4lW8Plku0/s1600/P1020117(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472467423216689602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcIIW6YcI/AAAAAAAABGs/jv4lW8Plku0/s320/P1020117(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Proton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfY1TGc9I/AAAAAAAABHM/RnSYTHVieoQ/s1600/P1020099(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472471008693089234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfY1TGc9I/AAAAAAAABHM/RnSYTHVieoQ/s320/P1020099(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Taufik Hidayat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfX6m-TXI/AAAAAAAABG8/zZXkaKXQ23U/s1600/P1020109(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472470992938749298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfX6m-TXI/AAAAAAAABG8/zZXkaKXQ23U/s320/P1020109(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Lin Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfYb1_R-I/AAAAAAAABHE/-YUiypcY1pA/s1600/P1020107(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472471001860098018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IfYb1_R-I/AAAAAAAABHE/-YUiypcY1pA/s320/P1020107(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; China players / team members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcIk-GcsI/AAAAAAAABG0/Ig3VKhQOwGU/s1600/P1020112(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472467430897251010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcIk-GcsI/AAAAAAAABG0/Ig3VKhQOwGU/s320/P1020112(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cai Yun-Fu Haifeng, Markis Kido-Hendra Setiawan, umpire &amp;amp; match officials getting ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcHl4OqtI/AAAAAAAABGk/oju2CYRog7c/s1600/P1020122(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472467413961190098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcHl4OqtI/AAAAAAAABGk/oju2CYRog7c/s320/P1020122(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Cai Yun-Fu Haifeng (China)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcHG9rWJI/AAAAAAAABGc/KYKAvT1Qk60/s1600/P1020123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472467405662541970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcHG9rWJI/AAAAAAAABGc/KYKAvT1Qk60/s320/P1020123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pancaragam (waiting for the arrival of the King)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcG1uXPFI/AAAAAAAABGU/uR39xCN2f7Y/s1600/P1020127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472467401034906706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcG1uXPFI/AAAAAAAABGU/uR39xCN2f7Y/s320/P1020127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Chen Jin-Simon Santoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6218298800739596940?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6218298800739596940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6218298800739596940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6218298800739596940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6218298800739596940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/05/thomas-cup-finals-2010.html' title='Thomas Cup Finals 2010'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S_IcIIW6YcI/AAAAAAAABGs/jv4lW8Plku0/s72-c/P1020117(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2158333138153542741</id><published>2010-05-12T12:35:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:02:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend was mother’s day... come to think of it, i’ve not celebrated mother’s day with my mom for the past decade! So this year, we went on a little break in Kuching, Sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;Relatives from my maternal grandma’s side are in Kuching and of all my family members, i’m the only one that had never been there. So it’s a good time to go show my face and also to meet of my grandaunt who’s visiting from California, USA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The trip was ok, tried the local delicacies but was a little disappointed. It’s just not to my ‘taste’. Made a quick stop by the ‘original’ cat statue for a quick photo snap on the first day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oyCLKWunI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZMeJ--MzLYg/s1600/P1020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470239710332238450" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oyCLKWunI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZMeJ--MzLYg/s200/P1020008.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oyCLKWunI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZMeJ--MzLYg/s1600/P1020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-tMym1V6sI/AAAAAAAABBM/ONYvZIv7SYI/s1600/Waterfront_Kuching.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470550604673051330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-tMym1V6sI/AAAAAAAABBM/ONYvZIv7SYI/s200/Waterfront_Kuching.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 70px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, it’s time to go home... the weird thing bout Kuching airport is there’s no free wi-fi... so i just sat in the boarding hall... plane was late in arriving, perhaps due to the heavy downpour... not only was my flight delayed, when i got to klsentral via erl, the lrt had an unscheduled delay... by the time there’s a train, everyone squeezed in like sardines in a can... what a long and tiring day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Didn’t go to any of the caves but made a trip to Sematan beachside, that’s 1.5 hours drive from Kuching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="1" style="width: 150px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470238915417512818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oxT536m3I/AAAAAAAAA-0/OrodBG6wMXM/s200/P1020044.JPG" style="display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oxUejVWsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/_9tpg9v8_ho/s1600/P1020047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470238925263297218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oxUejVWsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/_9tpg9v8_ho/s200/P1020047.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330099; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, there’s the mother’s day cum getting to know relatives cum reunion dinner. I was introduced to everyone since it was my first time there. Met all the grandaunts, granduncle, uncles, aunties, cousins. When i talked to one of the uncles, i realised his son is actually my friend from university! What a small world... i’ve known him for about 10 years not knowing we’re cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2158333138153542741?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2158333138153542741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2158333138153542741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2158333138153542741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2158333138153542741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/05/meow.html' title='Meow'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S-oyCLKWunI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZMeJ--MzLYg/s72-c/P1020008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3300251796319252913</id><published>2010-04-29T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:55:46.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Long for the Goodness of Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.crosswalk.com/spirituallife/11629526/"&gt;http://www.crosswalk.com/spirituallife/11629526/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3300251796319252913?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3300251796319252913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3300251796319252913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3300251796319252913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3300251796319252913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-long-for-goodness-of-life.html' title='Do You Long for the Goodness of Life?'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-5256137224221302978</id><published>2010-04-12T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T13:14:57.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So, they wanna turn Pulau Redang into a getaway exclusively for the rich and famous... rooms are said to be no less than US$500 per night... current chalets are given the order to upgrade and raise their rates...&lt;br /&gt;Why? The ministed said it’s the ONLY way to save the marine life and prevent environmental destruction caused by pollution and littering...&lt;br /&gt;Huh? So the ‘poor’ are the ones causing destructions and pollutions? And the rich and famous do not litter or damage marine life eh... how absurd! Thank god i've already been to Redang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-5256137224221302978?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5256137224221302978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=5256137224221302978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5256137224221302978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5256137224221302978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/04/redang.html' title='Redang...'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3778838675305029662</id><published>2010-03-26T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:39:25.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;Can’t believe I’m posting a new entry again… I think I’ve posted the most entries this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I, a few of my share group members along with their friends went to Menara PGRM for the Yeah Show. Since all the usual ‘drivers’ can’t make it to the show, we took the lrt. It rained when I was making my way to Kelana Jaya lrt station. Heck, the radio announced that there was a hailstorm in Damansara &amp;amp; Kuala Lumpur! Thank god I got a parking space near the overhead bridge and quickly made my way to the station, umbrella in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trains were packed! Anyhow, we managed to reach the event hall before the show started. Rev. Enoch Lam was funny as always. This time around, the Hong Kong artiste who came along to share her testimony was Jacqueline Law. We wanted to catch the 11 pm train back but one of the new friends was kind enough to offer us a ride. So all 6 of us (driver included) packed into his Wira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual police road block along Section 13, PJ is set up along the Jaya One stretch towards Jalan Universiti. However, on this rainy night, it was at the opposite direction (towards Sin Chiew Jit Poh)… You guessed it… our car was stopped. Everyone on board was asked to show their identity card. The officer took our IC for quite a long time and said our car was overloaded! There are only 3 rear seatbelts and I being the ‘fourth’ passenger didn’t buckle up, hence, was given a summon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a night! Didn’t want to argue much as we don’t want to trouble our new friend. So off we went. Everyone in the gang offered to chip in to settle the summon. Itulah semangat kekitaan warga geng Ken Damansara =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SS2 for dinner/supper and collected my car past midnight… sent everyone home and finally reached my place around 1.15 am… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3778838675305029662?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3778838675305029662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3778838675305029662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3778838675305029662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3778838675305029662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah.html' title='Yeah?'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-1544509392874505874</id><published>2010-03-23T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:12:41.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Botak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S6hMrCNhDAI/AAAAAAAAA38/bPG3jiVubQs/s1600-h/operation-botak_header-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451691651143633922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S6hMrCNhDAI/AAAAAAAAA38/bPG3jiVubQs/s320/operation-botak_header-image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This operation aims to raise RM100K to help provide indigenous communities in the interiors of Tuaran &amp;amp; Kota Belud (Sabah, East Malaysia) with the gift of education &amp;amp; literacy by equipping a mobile library &amp;amp; learning resource centre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read more &amp;amp; support this at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldvision.com.my/?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=126&amp;amp;Itemid=42"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;World Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; website.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-1544509392874505874?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1544509392874505874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=1544509392874505874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1544509392874505874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1544509392874505874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/03/operation-botak.html' title='Operation Botak'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/S6hMrCNhDAI/AAAAAAAAA38/bPG3jiVubQs/s72-c/operation-botak_header-image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4154849380531090283</id><published>2010-03-15T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T13:04:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The green zone refers to a place in Baghdad. It is also the name of Matt Damon's recently released movie. Being a big fan of Jason Bourne (Matt's character in the Bourne trilogy) I went to watch the movie on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, there's not much action in there considering it's a war-time movie... lots of profanities... and i gotta say the plot is not too interesting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sigh... i miss Jason Bourne...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4154849380531090283?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4154849380531090283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4154849380531090283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4154849380531090283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4154849380531090283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/03/green-zone.html' title='Green Zone'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2765960275548987212</id><published>2010-03-09T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:18:25.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Women's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;March 8th = International Women's Day&lt;br /&gt;Read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.sojo.net/2010/03/08/international-womens-day-whom-god-hath-made-equal/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2765960275548987212?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2765960275548987212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2765960275548987212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2765960275548987212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2765960275548987212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/03/international-womens-day.html' title='International Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2544767730223388202</id><published>2010-03-04T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:15:14.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's already March 4th and i'm 30... yup, you read that correctly... tiga puluh... well, it's not so different from being 25... the sensitivity of the age subject is overrated =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;However, it did hit me hard that i've not given birth at the age of 30! In fact, childbearing is in super future tense (if there's such a term), and i gotta say, it might not happen after all... hmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Some friends who're at the same age are going places, already at the managerial level, planning their honeymoon, had children (that's plural), settling down... ahh... but i'm now job hunting, have no idea where i wanna settle down, still wondering why prince charming doesn't stop to ask directions as he's no where in this vicinity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2544767730223388202?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2544767730223388202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2544767730223388202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2544767730223388202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2544767730223388202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-already-march-4th-and-im-30.html' title='New Age'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4046628736195533344</id><published>2010-02-13T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:33:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Dash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cny is often a busy time of the year. What i didn't expect was my dash started the day before the eve of the lunar new year. My flight back to hometown was on Feb 12th. Since the flight is at 3pm, i've decided to walk out to the lrt station &amp;amp; take the lrt to klsentral in order to take the erl to KLIA. But then a dear friend offered to send me to klsentral. Not wanting to sound too desperate (though i gladly jumped on the offer), i said sure if it's convenient for you... he insisted we go earlier in case the erl encountered any technical problems. Since he said that, he kinda jinxed it so we set the time to 12 noon. The time came &amp;amp; went... he's late! i wanted to walk out since it was sunny but he insisted i wait, so i waited till bout 1pm! I reached klsentral around 1.30pm, the check-in time for my flight at the station was closed so i gotta check-in at the airport... waited 12 minutes for the train &amp;amp; it took 28 minutes to reach klia... with lots of prayers, i reached the self check-in kiosk &amp;amp; surprisingly there's no one there... for the first time in my life i didn't check a single detail on my boarding pass... the moment i got my boarding pass, i rushed to the baggage drop counter... boarding time was 2.30pm and i checked-in at 2.20pm! thank god i didn't miss the flight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4046628736195533344?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4046628736195533344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4046628736195533344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4046628736195533344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4046628736195533344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-dash.html' title='CNY Dash'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4533433549394030982</id><published>2010-02-03T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T12:37:01.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops i did it again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Chinese New Year is coming... yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;So what does that mean? It means time to get a new hairdo... it’s either getting a perm or cutting it real short... so i did it again... hehe... i permed it...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, right after work i drove to the saloon at SS2. Traffic was terrible, the hairdresser was asking my sisters (rebonding their hair at the same place) where i’m at... still stuck near the catholic church near kelana jaya station! So i got there about 7 pm, they close at 8 pm! Sat down and got right down to business... quick trim, fast hair wash, then it’s perm, wait, heat, wash, perm, wait, wash, blow dry... tadaaa... cute japanese looking me... every worker left, all except my hairdresser who worked overtime to get my hair done... did i mention it’s a ‘he’... yup, a man cut my hair and gave it a soft perm... all was done by 9 pm... and he charged me RM90 only!!&lt;br /&gt;The result?&lt;br /&gt;Wait and see... *mischievous grin*&lt;br /&gt;Arigato gozaimasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4533433549394030982?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4533433549394030982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4533433549394030982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4533433549394030982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4533433549394030982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/02/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops i did it again...'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6986014905591751432</id><published>2010-01-25T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:43:49.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Last December i received Lonpac’s newsletter after i renewed my car insurance. As usual, there’s a BP Lab promotion coupon in there. Seeing that age is catching up and i get to pay RM100 for a RM260 package i went for the blood &amp;amp; urine test plus body mass index test last Saturday. Also added one cancer marker test for RM20 (each additional test costs RM20).&lt;br /&gt;Going against the norm, i asked that blood be drawn from my left hand. Before she poked me with the needle i cautioned her to make sure she finds the vein beforehand and to draw enough blood for the tests so that she doesn’t have to poke me a second time. That got her a little nervous. She looked at my skinny arm and told her colleague she’s gonna use a butterfly needle. Fyi, this needle is thinner &amp;amp; smaller. My physics lecturer will be beaming with pride to hear me say this: the smaller the surface area, the more pressure produced (read: more painful) and the blood will flow out slower. Since my blood is more on the ‘pekat’ (concentrated) side, it’ll flow even slower! Needless to say, it took awhile for my blood to be drawn yet the gal asked me not to move. Oh did i mention, the first lab technician didn’t dare to poke me so her colleague took over the daunting task. Well, unlike previous times, there’s minimal bruising at the ‘needle' entry point.&lt;br /&gt;Next was the bmi test. Well, basically i just have to stand on this machine that looks like a big weighing machine and hold onto two rods while the machine calculates my bmi. My bmi = 15.5. Normal bmi is 18. No surprise here. However, i don’t quite like the term used (underweight &amp;amp; weak type)... geez, i’m not weak =p anyway, better not be so long-winded... results will be ready tomorrow but i won’t be free to go collect it... fingers-crossed that i’ll be healthy... it’ll be ‘challenging’ to eat healthily during chinese new year =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6986014905591751432?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6986014905591751432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6986014905591751432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6986014905591751432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6986014905591751432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/01/poked.html' title='Poked!'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-5422994058557647747</id><published>2010-01-15T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:58:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WCC's comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.malaysia.msn.com/regional/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3789883"&gt;http://news.malaysia.msn.com/regional/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3789883&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-5422994058557647747?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5422994058557647747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=5422994058557647747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5422994058557647747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5422994058557647747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2010/01/wccs-comments.html' title='WCC&apos;s comments'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3652173470447203469</id><published>2009-12-29T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:40:55.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing the curtain on 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Why do we feel the days passing by faster and faster each year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Can’t believe it’s already December 29, 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Well, Christmas didn’t feel so merry this year… perhaps it’s all the things that’s been happening or the lack of time to really savour the holiday season…or simply coz there’s no one to share it with…&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, what did I accomplish in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Well, career advancement is definitely out the window…can’t believe they deferred my increment, deducted my salary and cut my annual leave! I’m turning the big 3-0 in a little over 2 months and I’m earning less than a fresh graduate, what a shame! If it's not for all the freelance projects, I won't be able to survive =~(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I’m also not getting hitched any time soon… meeting a decent chap is harder than striking the lottery!&lt;br /&gt;At least I managed to travel this year… yup, visited Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam in April… went back to Kota Kinabalu and visited Sandakan during the Raya break…seems so long ago…&lt;br /&gt;On a more &lt;em&gt;superb&lt;/em&gt; note, i finished reading the whole Bible ;)&lt;br /&gt;Praying that 2010 will bring some long anticipated (exciting) changes…&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, you and you…. XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3652173470447203469?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3652173470447203469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3652173470447203469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3652173470447203469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3652173470447203469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/12/drawing-curtain-on-2009.html' title='Drawing the curtain on 2009'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6319034408526394210</id><published>2009-11-11T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:08:32.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Symbol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dan Brown... mention this name and words like bible-sceptic, conspiracy and symbols come to mind. I have to admit the Da Vincci Code was a good read... the movie isn’t as good as the book. Then sometime this year i watched Angels and Demons without reading the book. So, my expectation on the movie is lower, thus, i could say the movie is ok.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the focus is on The Lost Symbol, Brown’s latest novel. The novel started off in a slow pace and after a few chapters, the plot gets more interesting. Then I started turning pages, or rather scrolling pages as i was reading the pdf version ;) After watching two movies on Robert Langdon, it’s kinda hard not to associate the Langdon character with Tom Hanks! I gotta say Brown is a good story-teller. But after the ‘mystery’ is solved, there are still 50 over pages left... so I read on to see what’s in store. Those pages are boring... I just skimmed through those pages. He should’ve ended the book after the truth has been revealed to Langdon... that’s what I think...&lt;br /&gt;Well, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6319034408526394210?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6319034408526394210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6319034408526394210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6319034408526394210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6319034408526394210'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://kyria.com/topics/spiritualformation/biblestudyanddevotions/jesusflavored.html"&gt;http://kyria.com/topics/spiritualformation/biblestudyanddevotions/jesusflavored.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6352987700466900322?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6352987700466900322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6352987700466900322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6352987700466900322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6352987700466900322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/10/jesus-flavoured-or-jesus-filled.html' title='Jesus Flavoured, or Jesus Filled?'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-7977413164533584928</id><published>2009-09-26T07:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:56:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sdk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When life gives you lemons, make lemonade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So when my company decided to make it compulsory for the company to shutdown for the raya holidays i bought tickets to return to sabah... this time around my family decided to take a (jalan-jalan cari makan) roadtrip to sandakan, a place that's about 5 hours away (by road) from kota kinabalu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The road condition is terrible, being in a twin cab doesn't help either... about half-way into the journey my poor nephew had to switch places with me, hoping that Rav4 will be less bumpy...i was so tempted to fly back to kk after the trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The hotel was so-so, the town filthy, the food acceptable... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think any trip longer than 2 hours should be done by air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U75W_-OI/AAAAAAAAAsw/La0o1VpBevY/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385554117391284450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U75W_-OI/AAAAAAAAAsw/La0o1VpBevY/s200/IMG_0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Crocod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ile farm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U8eB43lI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Bz_kcYTTwJI/s1600-h/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385554127234850386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U8eB43lI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Bz_kcYTTwJI/s200/IMG_0457.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hotel Tyng Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U8_ljfnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/t8sZIavySms/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385554136242814578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U8_ljfnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/t8sZIavySms/s200/IMG_0490.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sapporo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U-ZvlHOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QCJxbrzHHmA/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385554160444054754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U-ZvlHOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QCJxbrzHHmA/s200/IMG_0557.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Check out the garbage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U9sMUrjI/AAAAAAAAAtI/5CYoPc3I8sw/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385554148216581682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U9sMUrjI/AAAAAAAAAtI/5CYoPc3I8sw/s200/IMG_0510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Trying different functions of the cam ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1XOsJIWGI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0vsIKO-5nGE/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385556639284222050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1XOsJIWGI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0vsIKO-5nGE/s200/IMG_0578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Seafood bah kut teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1XPRMzAgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/LRM1Eg-EVPE/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385556649231712770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1XPRMzAgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/LRM1Eg-EVPE/s200/IMG_0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Agnes Keith - English Tea House &amp;amp; Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1XP-IXqzI/AAAAAAAAAto/tv0I_nNpTgc/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385556661292739378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1XP-IXqzI/AAAAAAAAAto/tv0I_nNpTgc/s200/IMG_0637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pine Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-7977413164533584928?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/7977413164533584928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=7977413164533584928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/7977413164533584928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/7977413164533584928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/09/sdk.html' title='Sdk'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sr1U75W_-OI/AAAAAAAAAsw/La0o1VpBevY/s72-c/IMG_0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6823761477369217017</id><published>2009-08-12T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:27:36.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why potential doesn't equal success</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"&gt;Hmm... it's been awhile since i've last updated this blog... been bz lately &amp;amp; inspiration came &amp;amp; went out the window... here's a link to an article i read today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crosswalk.com/careers/11577216/"&gt;http://www.crosswalk.com/careers/11577216/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2009/augustweb-only/131-31.0.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6823761477369217017?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6823761477369217017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6823761477369217017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6823761477369217017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6823761477369217017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/08/singled-out.html' title='Why potential doesn&apos;t equal success'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3176165871350726401</id><published>2009-06-26T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:02:04.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick tracts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;My friends used to show me gospel tracts when i was young... recently i stumbled upon the website of these tracts and now we could actually read it online! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Here's one for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.chick.com/tract_5.swf" width="425" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3176165871350726401?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3176165871350726401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3176165871350726401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3176165871350726401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3176165871350726401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-friends-used-to-show-me-gospel.html' title='Chick tracts'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6141152479382703077</id><published>2009-06-11T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:05:34.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed @ Work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;I know God won't give me anything I can't handle.I just wish he didn't trust me so much.&lt;br /&gt;~Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pretend to work because they pretend to pay us.&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Adults are always asking little kids what they want to be when they grow up because they're looking for ideas.&lt;br /&gt;~Paula Poundstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Stress is nothing more than a socially acceptable form of mental illness.&lt;br /&gt;~Richard Carlson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes it seems your ever-increasing list of things to do can leave you feeling totally undone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;~Susan Mitchell and Catherine Christie, I'd Kill for a Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Stress is poison.&lt;br /&gt;~Agavé Powers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;~J. Lubbock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6141152479382703077?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6141152479382703077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6141152479382703077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6141152479382703077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6141152479382703077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/06/stressed-work_11.html' title='Stressed @ Work?'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2705196487214793639</id><published>2009-05-29T13:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:33:21.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;You know, sometimes being too 'efficient' isn't a good thing... especially in the workplace when the actions and decisions of others might affect your work progress... yesterday was really a day when i felt like yelling MYOB to &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; particular person... tension is in the air...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;You know what i really need?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9wWEwEC7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/eqrKtSYMiZs/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341111207619464114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9wWEwEC7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/eqrKtSYMiZs/s200/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9wWK-OkfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0AuA2QCS4v0/s1600-h/spa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341111209289486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9wWK-OkfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0AuA2QCS4v0/s200/spa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Spa &amp;amp; massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9x74vZA8I/AAAAAAAAAjM/BBcFgWGd3nY/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341112956742075330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9x74vZA8I/AAAAAAAAAjM/BBcFgWGd3nY/s200/sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sweet stuff &amp;amp; great food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh91Ismo--I/AAAAAAAAAjU/NhzgI4NHu58/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341116475357330402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh91Ismo--I/AAAAAAAAAjU/NhzgI4NHu58/s200/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; A dose of romance won't hurt ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2705196487214793639?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2705196487214793639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2705196487214793639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2705196487214793639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2705196487214793639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh.html' title='Argh'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/Sh9wWEwEC7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/eqrKtSYMiZs/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-1922571889737909599</id><published>2009-05-22T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:44:50.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BookCrossing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, economy is not good... with the recent annual leave and pay cut at my work place i've decided to sell my books... sniff... but when i got to the second hand shop they said they're no longer buying used books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then i discovered bookcrossing (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookcrossing.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://www.bookcrossing.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;)... but this only solve the cramped shelves problem and does not generate any 'funds'... anyhow, it sounds like fun... you can check it out at 1 Utama (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1utama.com.my/Event/EventView.aspx?Filter=4%602009&amp;amp;id=2009411232174820&amp;amp;PageA=0&amp;amp;PageB=0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://www.1utama.com.my/Event/EventView.aspx?Filter=4%602009&amp;amp;id=2009411232174820&amp;amp;PageA=0&amp;amp;PageB=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-1922571889737909599?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1922571889737909599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=1922571889737909599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1922571889737909599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1922571889737909599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/05/bookcrossing.html' title='BookCrossing?'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4412482176145608146</id><published>2009-05-15T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:16:29.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sell Out! ($ε11.0u7!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I’m not a fan of Malaysian independent movies, not that I have anything against local moviemakers. It’s just that these movies are usually monotonous and rather ‘poetic’. Recently, the movie Sell Out! created a bit of hoo-hah in the &lt;em&gt;international&lt;/em&gt; movie scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The movie won the Young Cinema Award for Alternative Vision at the 65th Venice International Film Festival and was named the Best Film of the Venice Critics Week 2008 (Italian Critics Poll, Cineforum). It also won the NETPAC Award at the Taipei Golden Horse Film Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The awards aside, I’m interested to catch the movie because it’s a musical comedy (think Mamma Mia!) and it has pan-Asian casts (hey, Peter Davis is from Kota Kinabalu!). So, I went ahead and watched it last weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The movie was ‘so-so’ for me. Some scenes are mono, while some scenes I felt was unnecessary. The wit and sarcasm of the script and the songs made the movie funny. Subtitles were included for those who can’t understand Manglish, then there are some jokes that only &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt; Malaysians can understand. The mixing and editing could be improved as the singing scenes are much louder than the talking scenes. Well, I gotta say the songs are catchy... it seems folks on the net like the songs "You’re Not My Type" and "The 50 Ringgit Serenade (Money)"... "The Bad Song" isn't bad oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I better not include spoilers in the post eh... well, if you could cough out RM10, go watch the movie as your small support to our local movie industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4412482176145608146?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4412482176145608146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4412482176145608146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4412482176145608146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4412482176145608146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/05/sell-out-110u7.html' title='Sell Out! ($ε11.0u7!)'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3961855526256621487</id><published>2009-04-21T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:52:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCM 14th &amp; 15th Apr 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;During yesterday’s cab ride back from Diamond Plaza (Le Loi Ave), I saw a few shops that we’ve not visited. So today we walked in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thong Xa Tax Market was supposed to be a place of great bargain but all the things there are of fixed price. Hence, we made a fast browse through the centre. We did see the City Opera House. After taking a few pictures, we went looking for Saigon Square. This is similar to the Ben Thanh Market but with less pestering from the vendors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SevHfGU21DI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rYrkmDXsvhY/s1600-h/P1000863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326570321383707698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SevHfGU21DI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rYrkmDXsvhY/s200/P1000863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get an hour’s massage after lunch =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi ride to the airport was slow as the traffic was really bad. During this we saw that we’ve missed a mall called the Zen Plaza! Next time around lah… we breezed through the immigration checking and went around the duty free shops in the airport… the plane was slightly late but we managed to get back to Msia in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3961855526256621487?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3961855526256621487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3961855526256621487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3961855526256621487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3961855526256621487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/04/hcm-14th-15th-apr-09.html' title='HCM 14th &amp; 15th Apr 09'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SevHfGU21DI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rYrkmDXsvhY/s72-c/P1000863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6763806583355873389</id><published>2009-04-20T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:57:17.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCM 13th Apr 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;April is a good time to visit HCM as it is not the rainy season. So I was surprised to wake up to a thunderstorm on the very day that I’ve arranged for a tour! With much prayer, the rain stopped after breakfast. So the tour guide walked around nearby hotels to gather tourists who had booked the tour through their respective hotels. The cheapest tour rate found online is 45 usd, but the tour we booked through the hotel costs 6 usd only!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9 a.m. we started off towards Chu Chi tunnel. The bumpy journey took about 2 hours. An hour into the bus ride, we stopped by the factory where the handicapped produces handicrafts. These workers are those who were handicapped by the war or children of soldiers who fought in the war. The stuff sold here is quoted in usd and are very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegXt2p3nbI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GNtBa7vsx8Y/s1600-h/P1000725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325532635898289586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegXt2p3nbI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GNtBa7vsx8Y/s200/P1000725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegXt--G9KI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8DaKriYW3QA/s1600-h/P1000734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325532638130664610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegXt--G9KI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8DaKriYW3QA/s200/P1000734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The entrance fee to the Chu Chi tunnel is 80,000 vietnamese dong. We were shown the bomb craters, booby traps, and the tunnel. Tourists get the chance to try out the various guns at the shooting range but we must buy at least 10 bullets. After much walking, we reached the tunnel entrance and we get to ‘crawl’ through the tunnel. It was really narrow and dark. Imagine how hard it was for the ang mo to go through the tunnel, when I, being so petite had such difficulty getting through. After sweating through the tunnel ‘adventure’, we were led to the multimedia shed to watch a 15 minutes clip to learn more about the history of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaEdzRC2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/nGClgNUeCG8/s1600-h/P1000746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325535223387065186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaEdzRC2I/AAAAAAAAAQk/nGClgNUeCG8/s200/P1000746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaEgBbcdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dA5MoHDcAx8/s1600-h/P1000748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325535223983337938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaEgBbcdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dA5MoHDcAx8/s200/P1000748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaE3bGZZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7lSHy95vrtU/s1600-h/P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325535230265025938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaE3bGZZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7lSHy95vrtU/s200/P1000753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaFC4VplI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/z2WPv0jtoP4/s1600-h/P1000758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325535233340450386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegaFC4VplI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/z2WPv0jtoP4/s200/P1000758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegbkP9JATI/AAAAAAAAARM/cXJr8ClXu-4/s1600-h/P1000782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536868937826610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegbkP9JATI/AAAAAAAAARM/cXJr8ClXu-4/s200/P1000782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;On the way back, the bus driver dropped us near the War Remnants Museum. Here, there are a lot of exhibits about the wars, photos by war reporters, children’s paintings on war and peace, weapons, planes and tanks used during the wars, and a souvenir shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXIyuh5I/AAAAAAAAASA/4KotqWHcOn4/s1600-h/P1000794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325538842700056466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXIyuh5I/AAAAAAAAASA/4KotqWHcOn4/s200/P1000794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the museum, we walked to the Reunification Palace, Notre Dame Cathedral and the Central Post Office. Next, we went to the Diamond Plaza. However, the things here are more suitable for the rich. We didn’t get to buy anything and took a cab back to the hotel. At night we simply walked back to the night market for more bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXR6e6-I/AAAAAAAAASI/mQtpVl_mQNw/s1600-h/P1000814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325538845148507106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXR6e6-I/AAAAAAAAASI/mQtpVl_mQNw/s200/P1000814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXZdQlII/AAAAAAAAASQ/wb6Om5U7xq8/s1600-h/P1000825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325538847173416066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXZdQlII/AAAAAAAAASQ/wb6Om5U7xq8/s200/P1000825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXpOC4OI/AAAAAAAAASY/Km7o1fbv_Is/s1600-h/P1000829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325538851404570850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegdXpOC4OI/AAAAAAAAASY/Km7o1fbv_Is/s200/P1000829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6763806583355873389?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6763806583355873389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6763806583355873389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6763806583355873389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6763806583355873389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/04/hcm-13th-apr-09.html' title='HCM 13th Apr 09'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegXt2p3nbI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GNtBa7vsx8Y/s72-c/P1000725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-3278388193761492673</id><published>2009-04-17T13:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:57:43.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCM 12th Apr 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;My sister and I are hard-core shopaholics so we woke up early on our first morning in HCM. Breakfast was provided by the hotel – fried egg with veg, bread, fresh pineapple juice, coffee / tea and bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCd3oG_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/nRv-8dWTpSo/s1600-h/P1000613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325527492464221170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCd3oG_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/nRv-8dWTpSo/s200/P1000613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCPJ4iPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/C_v9hj_HKbM/s1600-h/P1000900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325527488514263282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCPJ4iPI/AAAAAAAAAM0/C_v9hj_HKbM/s200/P1000900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCItJMzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JSTJTBXr6NU/s1600-h/P1000898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325527486783107890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCItJMzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JSTJTBXr6NU/s200/P1000898.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Right after breakfast we walked to the Ben Thanh Market. This market is where shoppers get to bargain and find everything under one roof. It is crammed with mini stalls that are really closed to each other. There are stalls selling clothes, fabrics, bags, shoes, beddings, souvenirs, food, vegetables, fruits, spices, beauty accessories, antiques, watches, lingerie, coffee / tea, stall for pedicure and manicure, et cetera. One thing that is a total turn-off in this market is the vendors that pull and ‘pester’ each visitor trying to get them to stop by their stalls and hopefully buy their stuff. Prices could be bargained and slashed up to 70% off the price they requested. Walk away and they’ll call you back to close the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegUIzHtdPI/AAAAAAAAANM/UdpzuGp_Ubg/s1600-h/P1000643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325528700759667954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegUIzHtdPI/AAAAAAAAANM/UdpzuGp_Ubg/s200/P1000643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegUI94vFOI/AAAAAAAAANE/akXfk0yFhUk/s1600-h/P1000680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325528703649649890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegUI94vFOI/AAAAAAAAANE/akXfk0yFhUk/s200/P1000680.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;This market closes in the evening. In the evening there’s a night market outside Ben Thanh Market. The night market sells similar stuff as the morning market with some dissimilarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we managed to find our way to the Ben Thanh market and walked around the nearby shops before checking the map and find our way back to the hotel on foot. The exhaustion of walking was made worse by the hot and humid weather. Within minutes of stepping out of the hotel, I was drenched in sweat and could literally feel my body being covered with a layer of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first day was shopping day… of course we tried more phó and the infamous drip coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegVfLdFMgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/t8GmDC9biiQ/s1600-h/P1000668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325530184760504834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegVfLdFMgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/t8GmDC9biiQ/s200/P1000668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-3278388193761492673?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3278388193761492673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=3278388193761492673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3278388193761492673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/3278388193761492673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/04/hcm-12th-apr-09.html' title='HCM 12th Apr 09'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegTCd3oG_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/nRv-8dWTpSo/s72-c/P1000613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6097575970706099185</id><published>2009-04-17T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:33:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;happy easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;What a tiring day...been walking around ho chi minh's district 1 for hours..finally located my location on the map and managed to get back to the hotel...am now in the lobby typing this on my mobile...ahh...yes,i've changed to a smartphone..what joy!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly didn't find much bargain today...hoping for better deals later n the days to come...&lt;br /&gt;Over and out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6097575970706099185?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6097575970706099185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6097575970706099185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6097575970706099185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6097575970706099185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/04/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-190243793039894768</id><published>2009-04-17T12:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:58:09.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saigon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I’ve been itching to travel for months and the long awaited trip to HCM was finally here! Our excitement was trampled when upon arrival at LCCT we found out that the flight was retimed to an hour later. Since we’ve arranged for airport pick-up we tried calling our hotel to inform them of the delay but received an invalid number answer! Thank god there’s free wifi in the airport. So I emailed the hotel with my phone and quite instantly got a response from the hotel. Boarding time came but the plane was no where in sight! As if sensing our exasperation, they announced that the plane was late in arrival, hence, another delay! Yet they proudly declare they’re 92% on-time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight took 1 hour 50 minutes and HCM is an hour behind Malaysia. We got onto the cab, and were instantly appalled by the mad traffic web! There were vehicles everywhere, mostly motorcycles, and it seems they can drive about wherever and whichever way they like… some made u-turns in the middle of the road, some reversed to get back onto the main road, and some just stopped wherever is convenient to them. Amid all these chaos, every vehicle just kept honking, honking and honking… there’s only one word to depict the road condition here… mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cab stopped, our hotel’s manager came to greet and carry our luggage. Then we followed him closely to cross the road! Yup, it takes much courage, tact and ‘ignorance’ to cross the roads here… We were stunned to find we were given the room on the fourth floor! Gosh, we had to climb the steep stairs everyday… there were 84 steps and with each passing day it seems harder to get up or down… The room was spacious, one double bed and one single bed, bathroom with water heater, air-con and fan, fridge, cable tv with lots of channels, towels, wardrobe, free wifi… nice…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOt5Xb52I/AAAAAAAAAKc/YBu0VFH8LXA/s1600-h/P1000590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325522741021632354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOt5Xb52I/AAAAAAAAAKc/YBu0VFH8LXA/s200/P1000590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOthpMJcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fIcvorWAozE/s1600-h/P1000575(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325522734653646274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOthpMJcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fIcvorWAozE/s200/P1000575(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOtl_hiHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ksCcfqy2T1o/s1600-h/P1000884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325522735821064306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOtl_hiHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ksCcfqy2T1o/s200/P1000884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Our first meal was of course phó (pronounced pher)… beef noodle and fresh fruit juice for me… a little walking after dinner and it was time to hit the sack…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLO4PSRZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cVA3c7lJ6II/s1600-h/P1000582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518909608183186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLO4PSRZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cVA3c7lJ6II/s200/P1000582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLOg0zJvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JEHsjTZWmvo/s1600-h/P1000577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518903323076338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLOg0zJvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JEHsjTZWmvo/s200/P1000577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLOuwbW5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/qQFK8LOHjrk/s1600-h/P1000579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518907062836114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLOuwbW5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/qQFK8LOHjrk/s200/P1000579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLPPtbqdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XicaZQIV1sg/s1600-h/P1000584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518915908643282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegLPPtbqdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XicaZQIV1sg/s200/P1000584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-190243793039894768?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/190243793039894768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=190243793039894768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/190243793039894768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/190243793039894768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/04/saigon.html' title='Saigon'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SegOt5Xb52I/AAAAAAAAAKc/YBu0VFH8LXA/s72-c/P1000590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-4495175435660512738</id><published>2009-03-17T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:55:25.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last Saturday was the crucial EPL match between the Red Devils and the Reds. Well, losing 4-1 at Old Trafford was really disappointing (read embarrassing) but I guess I saw it coming. Not that I expected Man U to lose, I seriously thought they would beat Liverpool. However, after reading Rooney’s arrogant remarks bout how he hated Liverpool and how he would end their title chase, I guess he &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be defeated by Liverpool. In his bid to make Liverpool look bad, he actually made himself (and the club) look worse. Whatever happened to sportsmanship?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-4495175435660512738?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4495175435660512738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=4495175435660512738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4495175435660512738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/4495175435660512738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/03/match.html' title='The Match'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-8031882728918368554</id><published>2009-03-06T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:20:52.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Given the economy downturn people would think that education line is the most secured... well, maybe teachers won't be axed but educational publishing companies are feeling the pressure...  first they deferred our 2008 increment, now they want us to clear all brought forward leave within 3 months... as if that's not enough, we're being forced to take our annual leave as the company had scheduled 9 days of company shutdown... sad... but my friend in another publishing company got a few hundred riggit increment and a company trip to Korea this year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;That certainly got me 'cursing'... that's not good... then that same night i got a &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;blueberrycheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; as my birthday 'gift'... nothing wrong with that you think... only i don't eat blueberry and i most certainly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; eat cheesecake!!! i always thought that was a universally known fact among close friends... i was obviously wrong... damn disappointed but like my sister said, people hear but don't listen... yang terbaca nie jangan tersinggung, seharusnya bertaubat =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-8031882728918368554?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8031882728918368554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=8031882728918368554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/8031882728918368554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/8031882728918368554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-day.html' title='Bad day...'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2374530013432127915</id><published>2009-02-26T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:14:50.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers going mad teaching subjects in English?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Couldn’t believe I’m seeing this on national newspaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/2/26/nation/3352480&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/2/26/nation/3352480&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question posed by the assemblyman, Dr Khalil Idham Lim Abdullah, is…&lt;br /&gt;“The teachers themselves have a poor command of English. How do we expect them to teach their students?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed… the question is, how on earth do these ‘teachers’ qualify as educators if they have poor command of English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average Malaysian kid goes through at least 11 years of schooling with English as a compulsory subject. Even if this kid grew up to attend a local institution of higher learning, he’ll be exposed to lectures conducted in English, though in some classes students are given the option to answer the examination questions in Malay or English. Nevertheless, lectures are conducted in English (yes, I have the ‘right’ to comment on this as I attended a local university).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so they have very basic command of English. That’s good enough. Why are they so stressed out? The language or terms involved in the Science and Mathematics subjects aren’t rocket science level ya know (again I’m in a position to comment on this as I’m in the education publishing sector)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one wonders why parents send their children abroad to further their studies…&lt;br /&gt;Buck up teachers! How can we let you educate our children when you’re facing such ‘phenomenal’ problem? Also, the teachers’ training and selection should be stricter to improve the education quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I better get back to my 2-methylbuta-1,3-diene… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2374530013432127915?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2374530013432127915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2374530013432127915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2374530013432127915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2374530013432127915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/02/teachers-going-mad-teaching-subjects-in.html' title='Teachers going mad teaching subjects in English?!'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-784474339719173557</id><published>2009-02-10T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:06:38.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chap Goh Meh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;February 9th, 2009 marked the end of the Chinese New Year celebration. It is known as Chap Goh Meh, and to some it's the Chinese Valentine's Day. Tradition has it that single ladies will write their contact information on a mandarin orange and throw it into the lake / river / sea, in hope that an eligible bachelor will 'find' it and contact her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If you think it's absurd, be at Taman Jaya, PJ on 2010's Chap Goh Meh and you'll be suprised to see guys who prepared long poles with nets to scoop those oranges!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why no one had taken my advice to use coconuts instead of mandarin oranges... think about it... coconut's skin is waterproof, it is light hence it floats, and not to mention it is huge so you can write more than just your name and phone number =p&lt;br /&gt;Well, ladies, happy 'throwing' and guys, happy 'scooping'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-784474339719173557?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/784474339719173557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=784474339719173557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/784474339719173557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/784474339719173557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2009/02/chap-goh-meh.html' title='Chap Goh Meh'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-6004156476752584146</id><published>2008-12-09T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:43:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;This is officially my first post here on blogger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Nowadays, Friendster is kinda chaotic and not so interesting… also been Facebooking more these days – So with some persuasion from friends and a little effort on my part, I’ve decided to move my blog here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Kinda miss some of my previous posts, so I’ve re-posted some of it here. Can’t believe I’ve been blogging since 2005! Not that I’m a serious or consistent blogger… I’ve friends who treat their blogs like a daily journal, but don’t we all have 24 hours a day? I’ve no idea how they manage to find time to do all the blogging and not to mention the others who’re free to follow other people’s blogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Now, if only I can find the time to explore the features of this blogspace…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-6004156476752584146?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6004156476752584146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=6004156476752584146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6004156476752584146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/6004156476752584146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogger.html' title='Blogger...'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-8491435220358913154</id><published>2008-10-05T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:44:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning, home&lt;/em&gt; - Sleeping in on Saturdays are one of the perks of a weekend. It was great to catch up on my CSI and House series. The other half of the day’s gonna be ‘hectic’ so I took my morning and afternoon light n easy style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 something, SS2&lt;/em&gt; – Set off to the Ken Damansara area to park my car and carpool with fellow cell members. Was happily minding my own business, almost reaching my destination when this silver kelisa coming out from a junction didn’t bother stopping nor slowing down. The next few seconds was a little slow-mo…I had one hand on the wheels and the other pressing real hard on the honk, braked a little and accelerated. Near death experience? Not exactly but in a sense, I definitely cheated death! His car was like a missile locked on me (the driver’s side). Judging from his speed and the ‘orientation’ that it would’ve hit me, I’ll either be in ICU or heaven. @*$#!!! Such jerks should be banned from driving, ever! I didn’t bother stopping to curse him. Drove on and parked my car. Sitting in my car I realised I was truly blessed to be alive! That was a ‘highly’ emotional moment… Praise god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 something, Puchong&lt;/em&gt; - 8 of us set out in 2 cars. We were hoping our early dinner would spare us the process of waiting for a table. Ahh… turned out a lot of people thought so too. So we reached this Shabu Shabu place in Puchong and waited awhile for our table, then it’s food, food and more food. So for RM26.50 net you get your own pot of soup, free flow of drinks (sky juice, orange/grape slurpee, green tea), and all-you-can-eat vegetables, noodles, numerous foodstuff which amongst others include all types of balls (lobster, squid, beef, etc), fish slices, pork slices (which is a hit among the diners), dumplings, some cooked stuff, etc… All the food are individually boxed and put on a rotating conveyor belt. So the ones sitting next to the belt was ‘assigned’ the task of getting ‘supplies’ for the whole table of hungry and excited troop =) But then, it’s only nice for a company of 6… anymore than that, it’ll be a bit crowded and pots need to be shared…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 something, Sunway Pyramid &lt;/em&gt;– Next, we went for bowling. 2 other members came to meet us here. If I remembered correctly, I have not bowled for bout 6 years! Even with the 7-ball I got an aching hand. I got a 2-digits score instead of the 3-digits score from years back! I guess years of ‘inactivity’ can do that to a person =P Anyway, our team won (twice) though. Haha… it was the married team versus the singles team. I gotta say the bowling shoes here weren’t up to par though. It was hard, slippery, and the zap-type(?)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 something, SS15&lt;/em&gt; – To celebrate a friend’s birthday, our initial plan was to go to Secret Recipe after the games. But it was closed. So we bought cakes from Starbucks and went to SS15’s Station 1 for supper. It was a time of chit-chatting, food, and games (cards and reversi for some)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past midnight &lt;/em&gt;– Slowly made our way back to SS2. Hopped into my car, drove back and hit the sack soon after. What a day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-8491435220358913154?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8491435220358913154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=8491435220358913154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/8491435220358913154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/8491435220358913154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-5184580691373949894</id><published>2007-07-07T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:48:11.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawadeeka</title><content type='html'>&lt;em class="date"&gt;&lt;!-- at 10:17 pm--&gt;&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;!--&lt;em class="author"&gt;fibby&lt;/em&gt;--&gt;                &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Fyi, my trip to Bangkok was great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" src="http://fibby.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I reached Bangkok in the evening so there isn’t much time to go shopping. We rested awhile and went out for dinner. The restaurant is called ‘Cabbages and Condoms’. Yup, u read that right. All the deco in the restaurant is made of condoms of different sizes and colours. At the entrance there’s actually a sign that read ‘we don’t have a mint, take a condom instead’. After you settled the bill, each customer will get a pack of condom. When my niece asked what’s in the packet I just told her it’s rubber =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;On the second day, the action starts… hehe… shopping time! We took the BTS (their version of LRT) to MBK shopping mall which is like our Sungei Wang. We shopped happily and managed to try the samurai pork burger at McDonalds… yum yum…then we took the MRT to Suan Lum Night Bazaar at Lumphini Park. We managed to buy the mrt tickets using the machine that displays everything in Thai!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;It was super hot and the air was dry! We bought a drink every 20 minutes or so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;This night bazaar ah is very big…. So many stalls… there are no fitting rooms so we just put the baju/seluar we wanna try on over our clothes… of coz I’ve heard that some amo just took off their clothes/pants as if they’re wearing a bikini n try the clothes… hehe… what a treat for the men…then, there is this guy we saw in one of those stalls getting a tattoo. The guy with the needle is sweating while the guy getting the tattoo just sat there looking cool while his blood oozed out with each needle prod… yucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;After all the walking we took a tut tut back home… it was an exhilarating ride! Reminded me of the times when I was the motorcycle pillion back in university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;The day after that we went to Jatujak which is like our Petaling Street but with many many stalls and some stalls ada air-con! The things sold here include clothes, shoes, bags, antiques, souvenirs, food, accessories, etc. Things are cheap but not as high quality as Suan Lum. After a few hours, I can actually fell my skin covered with a layer of dust! Just a light brush of the skin and u’ll feel the sand… yucky….When we couldn’t stand the heat anymore we took the train to Siam Paragon. It’s a high-class mall so we went straight to the food court n tried the tom yam n some other stuff. Then we went out walked around Siam Centre where ppl are gathering to see Rain (the Korean star bukan hujan!)… nothing much here so we hop on a tut tut and went to Platinum mall… nothing much here either as they were closing early. So we went home, by train. After a quick shower we went to the massage centre for our massage appointment. Oh, glorious 2 hours of traditional thai massage with herbal compress… all the aches in the muscles is gone… not only is the service good, it’s cheap! The whole 2 hours costs 750 bath only so we were more than willing to add in a little tips at the end…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;The next day we couldn’t go far in the 1st half of the day as my little sis is flying back to Msia. So we slept quite a bit (hard to wake up after the wonderful massage last nite)… then we went to Naraya. It’s a shop that sells all kinds of stuff made from fabric, namely, bags of different shapes, styles n sizes, photo frames, tissue holders, spectacles cases, name card holders, oven gloves, n much much more… then we went to Emporium mall which is next to this shop. This mall is super branded… all the branded stores like LV, Prada, Armani, so on so forth… since I went to Bangkok for the bargains, I didn’t go into these stores but went up to the supermarket instead… haha… so aunty like… eh, here u get to see food that are not sold in Msia oh… take for example Ovaltine. In Msia it’s a choc drink, but in Thailand, there are white ovaltine, chunky ovaltine – there were more but I can only remember this 2 range =p then it’s to the food court for lunch. Then sis go to airport while we hop to Fashion Island which is rather far from the town. No train so we had to take a taxi… far away… there’s Robinsons in this mall… apart from that, this is not da mall for me… fashion island my head! After that it was rather late but since I didn’t get to buy anything here we went back to MBK. Only managed to shop awhile then the shops started to close. Managed to buy some working clothes/skirt n a decent coat. Then took the train back. On our walk back home, we stopped by the fruit stall and bought durians n mangoes. How can we go all the way to Thailand n not try these 2 fruits! Wow, both the durian n mango is very fleshy… yum…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Next day aka my last day in bkk… early morning we went to this place called Lai Lai Sap (not sure if it’s the correct spelling but phonetically it’s right lah)… hehe…. Not much stalls here but did get to buy a thing or two… some tidbits for friends n colleagues… some last minute souvenir n stuff…. It was Monday so u see ppl wearing yellow shirts everywhere. That’s because on Mondays thais are encouraged to wear yellow to remember their king. They really do it man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, after lai2 sap, we walked quite a distance to a chinese restaurant for dim sum… the service there I tell u is super super slowwwwwww! After makan, went to this shop in Jusco called Dai So. It sells very creative things from Japan n the best part is all things are sold at 60 bath only. Then, grabbed a bite at Chester’s grill and off to airport… once at the airport I stuffed my last minute shopping items into my already packed luggage…. Few hours later… back in Msia…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, what a long post… if u’re still reading… thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://fibby.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-5184580691373949894?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5184580691373949894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=5184580691373949894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5184580691373949894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5184580691373949894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2008/12/sawadeeka.html' title='Sawadeeka'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-1119526762562177271</id><published>2007-03-08T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:42:10.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When i resigned from my previous job my colleagues gave me a book titled "Prayer. Does it make any difference?" by Philip Yancey. Well, it was rather thick and i gotta say it’s not so bad… one of the writing that got my attention is Yancey’s interpretation of the Lord’s Prayer… so i’m gonna type it out for ya…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Father, who art in heaven&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I begin with an endearing term of relationship, ‘Father’. remind me today that you live and reign, not in heaven only but all around me and in my life. Make me aware of your active presence all day, in all my undertakings and in the people I meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hallowed be your name,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How can I recognise you - in the splendour of nature, in the odd mix of people I meet, in the still voice that calls me to be more like you? May I ‘hallow’ what lies before me, by conciously referring it to you, and also honour your perfection, your holiness, by seeking to become more like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your kingdome come,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes, and allow me to be an agent of that kingdom by bringing peace to the anxious, grace to the needy and your love to all whom I touch. May people believe in your reign of goodness because of how I live today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that will most clearly in Jesus, who healed the sick and comforted the grieving, who lifted up the downtrodden, who stood always for life and not death, for hope and not despair, for freedom and not bondage. He lived out heaven’s will on earth. Help me be like Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;Give us today our daily bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We have no guarantee of a day beyond this one. May I trust you for what I need today, nourishment for both body and soul, and not worry about future needs and wants. May I also be ever responsive to those who lack bread today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of my true state, as a debtor who can never buy my way into your favour. Thank God, I do not have to. Grant me the same attitude of forgiving grace toward those who owe me, and who have wronged me, that you show toward me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me not slide mindlessly toward evil today. Make me alert to its temptations and strength to resist it, with neither fear nor regret.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-1119526762562177271?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1119526762562177271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=1119526762562177271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1119526762562177271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/1119526762562177271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2008/12/theh-lords-prayer.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-5163947858438182605</id><published>2006-01-18T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:42:37.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…reliance on the certainty that God has a pattern for my life when everything else seems meaningless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…remembering I am God’s priceless treasure when I feel utterly useless &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…depending on the fact that God is love - not on my ability to figure out why, in the midst of smashed hopes, reversal and tragedy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…keeping on when I’m tired, discouraged, disillusioned, deserted, dusty, and dry and I cast on His strength alone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…realizing that I am useful to God, not in spite of my scars, but because of them &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…confidence that God is acting for my highest good when He answers "No" to my prayers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…accepting the truth that, in spite of the wreckage and grief I’ve caused, God has wiped the slate clean and delights in me! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…recognizing that God is the Lord of time when my idea of timing doesn’t agree with his &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…not a vague hope of a happy here after but an assurance of heaven based on my trust in Christ’s death as payment for my sins &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…remembering that, though my way is as dark as night to me, God can see and guides me unerringly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Is…doing the right thing regardless of the consequences knowing God will turn the ultimate effect to good &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Faith Is…the conviction the Promiser keeps His promises&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 51);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christiantoday.com/news/life/faith.is./286.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 51);"&gt;http://www.christiantoday.com/news/life/faith.is./286.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 51);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-5163947858438182605?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5163947858438182605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=5163947858438182605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5163947858438182605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/5163947858438182605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2008/12/faith-isreliance-on-certainty-that-god.html' title='Faith is...'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133800577518207870.post-2324836283934211538</id><published>2005-11-23T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:43:01.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Meets Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I realise most of my friends are getting &lt;em&gt;hitched&lt;/em&gt;… gosh! So it’s no surprise when everyone starts asking when’s my turn… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Well… how does one answer such question? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Relationships are intangible matters… people who spend everyday together for years can suddenly break-up, whilst some can maintain a long-distance relationship, some finds their other halves earlier - some later, and some are called to be single… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Actually, I enjoy my freedom and spontaneity… I enjoy meeting friends especially guys without the need to seek ‘permission’… I get to play ‘mommy’ with my nephews &amp;amp; niece and when they throw a tantrum I’ll just pass them back to their mama… hehe… singleness is plenty of fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course there are times when I wish for a companion… Who doesn’t? When you’re attached you long for the ‘break’ you once enjoyed when you’re single… likewise when I’m in a restaurant packed with couples I do wonder where’s my ‘match’ and sometimes envy them… up till the moment their baby screams for attention =P Other times is like when I’m sick or stranded in a far-away place with no public transport in sight… otherwise I’m fine… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A lot of friends told me I’m too independent, a quality off-putting to men, who, according to them, like to be needed. Isn’t neediness bad, too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I have to admit that my ‘guy’ (criteria) list is longer than Santa’s list &lt;img src="http://fibby.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the other day, I read this article written by an independent Christian lady in Christianity Today; and I quote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;"As for the men who say single women have blurred gender lines, I have only one comment: What choice do we have? Unless we’re married, we’d better be financially independent and skilled at doing things on our own. I’d love for a man to help me with these things. But if we can’t even get them to date us, how can we get them to help us, let alone marry us?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt;What else can I say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我挑选人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;人挑选我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; (I’m choosy, &lt;em&gt;he’s&lt;/em&gt; also choosy)… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Let’s just wait and see what God has planned in His blueprint for me &lt;img src="http://fibby.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7133800577518207870-2324836283934211538?l=fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2324836283934211538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133800577518207870&amp;postID=2324836283934211538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2324836283934211538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133800577518207870/posts/default/2324836283934211538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fibby-qualunquecosa.blogspot.com/2008/12/boy-meets-girl.html' title='Boy Meets Girl'/><author><name>fibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370998414847493665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRBXkWAET0/SaYchKOALPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uld25o-D40c/S220/daisy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
