<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294</id><updated>2012-01-25T11:06:00.201+08:00</updated><category term='shows'/><category term='badminton'/><category term='Chim Thoughts'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='quote'/><category term='liverpool'/><category term='Thank God it&apos;s Friday'/><category term='musing'/><category term='vitamin M'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='family'/><category term='Vanity'/><category term='confused'/><category term='ganbatte'/><category term='malapetaka'/><category term='sigh'/><category term='football'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='work'/><category term='slimming mission'/><category term='frenz'/><category term='penang'/><category term='Pix'/><category term='italia'/><category term='small talk'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='studies'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='special occasion'/><category term='TGIF'/><category term='question'/><category term='life'/><category term='complaint'/><category term='convocation'/><category term='diet'/><category term='nth'/><category term='social life'/><category term='tags'/><category term='weight issues'/><category term='abang'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='tidbits'/><category term='men'/><category term='Erotic'/><category term='love'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='health'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Livin' in a crystal</title><subtitle type='html'>wishful thinking, thoughts, jokes, daily anecdotes, crapz, useful info, feedback, rantings, kapsiao...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>371</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7971047273987179511</id><published>2012-01-19T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:30:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the other half</title><content type='html'>What does your other half, your soulmate, your partner bring out in you?&lt;br /&gt;The best in you, or the worst in you...&lt;br /&gt;Does he/she put you down to prevent you from reaching further or;&lt;br /&gt;does he/she encourage you to shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you will land among the stars?&lt;br /&gt;Or at least tell you that he/she will be there to catch you even if you fall :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7971047273987179511?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7971047273987179511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7971047273987179511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7971047273987179511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7971047273987179511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2012/01/other-half.html' title='the other half'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5773498084834424475</id><published>2012-01-19T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:21:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year 2012!!</title><content type='html'>wishing everyone happy CNY too :)&lt;br /&gt;This time around I will get 3 weeks off, yahoooo&lt;br /&gt;gong xi fa cai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5773498084834424475?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5773498084834424475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5773498084834424475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5773498084834424475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5773498084834424475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='happy new year 2012!!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7663836821553549417</id><published>2011-12-07T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T02:32:01.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!!!</title><content type='html'>Quick update, currently in Oklahoma City for a transmission school and freezing my a$$ off...&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in Malaysia on the 26th Dec...&lt;br /&gt;brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7663836821553549417?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7663836821553549417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7663836821553549417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7663836821553549417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7663836821553549417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello.html' title='Hello!!!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6177486700172379601</id><published>2011-11-20T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:08:57.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to write again!</title><content type='html'>Hopefully will start to write again!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the Family Day 2011 for my company, most of my colleagues from my dept won some stuff...I won myself a hamper for playing a game. Prizes won were a Samsung Galaxy tab, washing machine, 32" tv, convection oven, bread maker etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a colleague told me not to be sad cos i haven't won anything, I was like "no worries, I feel happy for those who won"...honestly, I memang don't have a lucky draw luck...but in all honesty, I think it's ok, i believe God is fair, the reason I never win lucky draws is because I'm already very blessed in life, and very very lucky...especially always meeting very nice people to help me etc ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6177486700172379601?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6177486700172379601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6177486700172379601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6177486700172379601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6177486700172379601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-write-again.html' title='to write again!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7169524029667235132</id><published>2011-11-09T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:51:32.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You know how about we always complain about needing more, wanting more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On my trip back to Yangon from Kalaw, approximately 7pm, a single event that I witnessed completely changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At least I hope that I would permanently remember that image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We were in a hired van, and for most of the 9 days in the van, although it was sooooooooo old we were generally grateful that it brought us to where we wanted to go. Never mind the dust that got onto all our clothes and faces. Never mind the air-conditionless van. Never mind the non-existing suspension of the van. Never mind the every single spot we touched was black in color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We were on the end of the highway and entering the border of Yangon, and from far we saw a boy sitting on the middle of the street. "That's really dangerous, vehicles could easily not see him", we exclaimed. (Given the fact that Myanmar doesn't have enough electricity so the lights were kinda dim too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As we passed by, guess what we saw the boy doing? He was holding a book, reading. The only reason he was sitting there, risking himself being run over by vehicles is because he needed the lights from the street lamp. I guess his house must not have electricity then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And our kids in Malaysia? (and many parts of the world) They could not be bothered nor appreciative of the resources provided by parents...luxurious study table, chair, all the books they can read. Instead they complain of wanting the latest gadgets. I'm sure this poor boy would've been ecstatic if his family could afford to have electricity at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So the moral of the story? Be appreciative of what we have. It's not easy when there are so many things that we are chasing in life, but sometimes we just need to step back and appreciate what we have.&amp;nbsp;♥♥♥&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/15221294-7169524029667235132?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7169524029667235132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7169524029667235132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7169524029667235132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7169524029667235132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/11/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3200336503221589857</id><published>2011-06-30T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:50:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>incoherent speech</title><content type='html'>if only he was more articulate in the language of love...&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3200336503221589857?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3200336503221589857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3200336503221589857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3200336503221589857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3200336503221589857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/06/incoherent-speech.html' title='incoherent speech'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6039762940805655746</id><published>2011-06-15T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:55:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>I don't think he will ever be interested in my non existing ongoing life, will he?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6039762940805655746?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6039762940805655746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6039762940805655746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6039762940805655746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6039762940805655746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/06/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4211302759337107626</id><published>2011-06-13T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:44:30.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>unlike me...</title><content type='html'>2nd post in a span of a week. not bad not bad... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a very random thought again, and these thoughts could not be expressed in FB cos it wouldn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just looking back at old pictures and specifically had my eyes on one pic, this one super cute Greek guy i met when I was in Italy. and I sighed and asked myself "if only..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to ask myself this question, then I would say there were many missed opportunities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, these were the guys who caught my fancy and they reciprocated...but due to my lembab signal picking skills, they became missed opportunities! :P&lt;br /&gt;Back in Glo, Mr. Z and Mr. C&lt;br /&gt;Back in Italy, Mr. F and Mr. K&lt;br /&gt;Back in Baker, Mr. A, Mr. (i actually forgot his name? then he wasnt worth it ha ha), and Mr. G&lt;br /&gt;Back in SLB, Mr. H...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, now that I have found my Mr.Y...I do hope that, and I know that he will make up for all the missed opportunities that I lost, and worthy than all of them combined. (*crosses fingers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-4211302759337107626?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4211302759337107626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4211302759337107626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4211302759337107626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4211302759337107626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/06/unlike-me.html' title='unlike me...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Labuan, Federal Territory of Labuan, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>5.291322 115.24590899999998</georss:point><georss:box>5.2152995 115.18958399999998 5.3673445 115.30223399999998</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1533890082116934353</id><published>2011-06-11T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T12:56:35.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>bi-annual posts, how's that for a blog. or a post a year :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been an eventful yet quiet year so far...time passes, sun rises, sun sets...day by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH not to mention i got into a bad car accident which i will have to post pictures of one of these days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few random words came into my mind at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;- unhealthily dependent&lt;br /&gt;- the words "i promise it will never happen again", "i forgot" don't mean ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;- i need a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) other than that, all's well...just landed back in Labuan an hour ago, I was in KL for a week bingeing on food like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job wise, I hate my job but i kinda like it too, just have to make up my mind, really... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1533890082116934353?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1533890082116934353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1533890082116934353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1533890082116934353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1533890082116934353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/06/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Labuan, Federal Territory of Labuan, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>5.291322 115.24590899999998</georss:point><georss:box>5.2152995 115.18958399999998 5.3673445 115.30223399999998</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-9012941781799347645</id><published>2011-01-05T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T18:50:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year!!! [2011]</title><content type='html'>yes yes another year, another year wiser, more wrinkles, more waistline... less metabolism, less money, less energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a good feeling about this year...2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was such a hectic year and passed by in a blur, to be honest I don't remember much about the year...it all started on Dec 2009 when i signed up with the new job. The chronology after that...let's see...if i remember correctly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year it was...&lt;br /&gt;Abu Dhabi to KL to Labuan&lt;br /&gt;Labuan to Miri&lt;br /&gt;Miri to Labuan&lt;br /&gt;Labuan to Kota Kinabalu...wait all these was just in December 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010~&lt;br /&gt;Feb: Labuan to KL to Balikpapan, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met amazing peeps there, the friendliest I've seen, the helpfulest ones I've seen, but also the most corrupted ones too (had some problem with the work permit there and almost got deported)&lt;br /&gt;Made amazing friends which I hope would last long long time...&lt;br /&gt;April: Left and went back to KL then to Abu Dhabi (again!!)&lt;br /&gt;Here it felt like I was back to high school again or was it university...endless assignments but fun fun fun too!&lt;br /&gt;End of May, left for KL --- finally!!! a good 2 weeks vacation *whoop dee doo* spent quality time with family and friends, my dear LL Housemate got married, Mrs Au... ;) Congrats Rin2&lt;br /&gt;June - October - headed back to Labuan, got thrown offshore in Bintulu for 1 month&lt;br /&gt;Back in KL once, beau came to visit once, oh received a gorgeous bouquet of flowers once too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/THDm1OLoCrI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6IovWnnGI_s/s1600/IMG_2911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/THDm1OLoCrI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6IovWnnGI_s/s320/IMG_2911.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then November...again to Abu Dhabi...yes for the 3rd time in one year, the one month was the most, well, let's just say i met the most arrogant and annoying people, but again, we learn something from them, mainly "not to be like them" but i'm glad each of us improved towards the end of the month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in December! yes yes yes, finally got my long awaited vacation...in fact extended for 3 weeks...spent great great time with beau, we went to Melaka and Port Dickson...then went back to Penang again for another very good friend's wedding, miss Jolene Ooi *sheds tear* she made such a gorgeous bride and I hope my wedding one day would be as beautiful as hers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...This year? back to the grind of work, but I am positive about this year...partly because i know i will be having scheduled days off/vacation now from my current position ;) yes! and then...no more training so i can do so much more @ work instead of pretending to study every day...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways typed in hurry...but happy new year y'all!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-9012941781799347645?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/9012941781799347645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=9012941781799347645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/9012941781799347645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/9012941781799347645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='Happy new year!!! [2011]'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/THDm1OLoCrI/AAAAAAAAB4k/6IovWnnGI_s/s72-c/IMG_2911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1869337004242587689</id><published>2010-11-27T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T19:50:59.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumped growth</title><content type='html'>Lovely Saturday, and I'm in the classroom agonizing thru a lecture regarding Transmitters. Well at least I think it's about transmitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's my &lt;strike&gt;passion&lt;/strike&gt; hatred towards Electronics or not (actually I do have a passion towards electronics, I hate it with passion :) ) but I totally phased out the moment the instructor opened his mouth. TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in a class with youngsters that just got out of college, yes, freshies of 23 year olds, or 24 yr olds or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having 2 years ahead of them doesn't help either. I just feel too too too old to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think my brain's a little rusty. Not as fresh as last time. I don't even analyze anymore, accept things as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good. Need. to. challenge. brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it due to caffeine overdose? or brain cells deteriorating from the radiation of FB-ing too much. Been training like almost one year d...Too long........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1869337004242587689?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1869337004242587689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1869337004242587689&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1869337004242587689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1869337004242587689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/11/stumped-growth.html' title='Stumped growth'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6282400457332843078</id><published>2010-11-25T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T02:55:35.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abang'/><title type='text'>me and him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TO1ffh3IpeI/AAAAAAAACAI/9vKfmEei938/s1600/Yong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TO1ffh3IpeI/AAAAAAAACAI/9vKfmEei938/s400/Yong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share a picture of me and him. Yes he was very reluctant to write that on the sand ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6282400457332843078?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6282400457332843078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6282400457332843078&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6282400457332843078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6282400457332843078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-to-share-picture-of-me-and-him.html' title='me and him'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TO1ffh3IpeI/AAAAAAAACAI/9vKfmEei938/s72-c/Yong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3314324024938577207</id><published>2010-11-10T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T02:40:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am supposed to be flattered...</title><content type='html'>back in Abu Dhabi again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am in the same class with 12 young men, with raging hormones for my maintenance school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 healthy americans. hmmm i would say 2 of them are nice, but the other 4 of them are just well so miang and hamsap. it should be flattering that they are hitting on me, but i'm actually annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i lagi sudah berpunya. haha. ok but need to clarify none of them said anything 'harassing' to me since our company is really big on this sexual harassment thing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am loyal to my abang la. that's the main point. none of them are as cute as my abang anyway...ever since i got attached seems like no one is as cute as him. (haha, saying it cos he may be reading this blog la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooooooooooo tired...Air brakes and pneumatic systems just don't make sense to me anymore, it's been years since I graduated...Ganbatteeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3314324024938577207?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3314324024938577207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3314324024938577207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3314324024938577207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3314324024938577207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-supposed-to-be-flattered.html' title='am supposed to be flattered...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5292763442253532695</id><published>2010-10-17T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:21:06.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inadequacy</title><content type='html'>I feel inadequate somehow!&lt;br /&gt;not by size, definitely, but by measuring myself against my other super successful friends...&lt;br /&gt;and at the moment, i am lagging behind financially, physically, emotionally and...hmm socially?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have a loving boyfriend and a great family though (which i don't see often)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money o' money, pls grow quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a 2nd thought, me here in Labuan, other than working i don't really hv much to do, i should have ALL the time to focus on self-improving...bt so far the only improvement i've seen is the expansion of my waistline and everywhere else on my body, which is bad bad news :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5292763442253532695?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5292763442253532695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5292763442253532695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5292763442253532695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5292763442253532695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/10/inadequacy.html' title='inadequacy'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3183900638493184936</id><published>2010-09-13T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:00:05.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quarterlife crisis thing</title><content type='html'>I think I'm experiencing a phase II quarterlife crisis. I just feel so lazy and demotivated to do anything at all. Totally uninspired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3183900638493184936?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3183900638493184936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3183900638493184936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3183900638493184936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3183900638493184936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/09/quarterlife-crisis-thing.html' title='quarterlife crisis thing'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3522774576689147753</id><published>2010-09-13T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:42:15.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change design!</title><content type='html'>After being MIA so long in blogging...never realized this Template Designer function thingy...but it's time for a change...still a bit too colorfulish for my liking, yes i'm such a boring person...we'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3522774576689147753?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3522774576689147753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3522774576689147753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3522774576689147753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3522774576689147753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/09/change-design.html' title='change design!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5106422106223560707</id><published>2010-09-07T09:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:11:54.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poppy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TIWZOF7yqsI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3gz9VB2Zt00/s1600/IMG_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TIWZOF7yqsI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3gz9VB2Zt00/s400/IMG_2790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513981786175220418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TIWZNwxEhPI/AAAAAAAAB-k/zVP6PUT5xGc/s1600/IMG_2779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TIWZNwxEhPI/AAAAAAAAB-k/zVP6PUT5xGc/s400/IMG_2779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513981780493108466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw it's my birthday today! :) Spoke to my mom just now and she told me that she won a lucky draw last night - A Dell Laptop, but she also said that Poppy, our dog in Taiping passed away a few days ago...and Papa said he has been with us since 1995...so it's a bit older than 15 years old...for a dog to live up to 15 yrs I find it kinda impressive, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said a week ago when she went back to Taiping Poppy seemed really weak but Poppy has always been loyally and guarded the house (fiercely?) all his life. I remembered it came in a cute puppy size, if I am not mistaken...well I don't go back to Taiping that often so I don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But initially, it was barked at all strangers, the 1st time I saw it, it barked at me and my mom made it 'smell' and 'sniff' at me and remember my 'scent'...after that it never barked at me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Poppy had been sick since early this year, I'd say due to old age and something at his 'coconuts'...but it wouldn't quit and still took care of the house. Mama said she did this 'ritual', burned incense etc and spoke to Poppy..."you know you've served us for a long long time, and since you have been sick, you don't have to do it anymore...you could go if you want, we appreciate you being around for so long" (I don't know ar if this has been dramatized or not...I'm just saying it how my mom told me) but i guess Poppy understood? My parents make a weekly trip back to Taiping just to feed him...so last weekend when they went back to Taiping, Poppy already died peacefully in his sleep. Mama said it sat in a very nice position, with his nose facing the gate, just as usual, waiting for his owners to come home every week...but maybe his spirits was lifted and felt it was OK to leave after my mom did the 'ritual' thing. I don't know for sure if a dog understood but I guess so? It's so simple but yet so touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mama buried it with Papa's help...but as carcasses, like humans, after it died, would bloat up...Mama wrapped it and was about to carry it then it let out a big fart...so she got such a fright and fell sick...well, anyway Poppy is now lying in his last home just behind our house in Taiping...Mama said it brought her luck, hence the Laptop Dell lucky draw...so it's all good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Poppy RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5106422106223560707?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5106422106223560707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5106422106223560707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5106422106223560707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5106422106223560707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/09/poppy.html' title='Poppy...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/TIWZOF7yqsI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3gz9VB2Zt00/s72-c/IMG_2790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-987006378083479228</id><published>2010-08-31T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:08:23.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up with life...</title><content type='html'>how many of us needs it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely have time anymore, to do anything at all. and time really flies...I always told myself, tomorrow I will update my blog, and with a blink of an eye, it has been 4 months since I last wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy writing, it allows me to express myself even though I'm not very good with words, nor the greatest command in grammar, but it makes me feel good. and i've been getting requests to write, so here I am, by request. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work is fine, i think I will have a somewhat bright future, if not a party light bright also will jadi lah. I thought I was happy, I get a reasonable pay...it's considered very little in the oil and gas industry, well, because I am still a trainee, but it's a reasonable pay. Still got complains but I learn to be grateful. So am sticking to this job, and waiting for my big break to come when I become rich and famous. Not really, just have to go through this 3-year career path. 9 months down, 26 months to go. it feels such like a prison sentence sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labuan is not too bad of a location to be in...I get a nice staffhouse, a maid comes in to clean 6 days/week, I get to thrash my stuff and magically things are back to their original place when I get back from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...if I don't get out of Labuan, I do not get additional pay like allowances to do additional stuff. BUT...that would mean I have to be nomadic and earn just a peasy bitsy more. Worth it or not? Worth or not I still will take it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I become miserable when I open my grand excel spreadsheet that stipulates my savings, cash flow in and out, investments (or the lack of it)...granted I am able to afford more things now, but I cannot do grand things with them...like buying my own place...the sum I am earning seems so paltry in comparison. And I see people in my industry, my age, owning a few properties already etc, or having the time of their life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was then, just about 2 months ago that I was really miserable. After that the philosophical me managed to cheer myself up and said "sacrifices is needed to get ahead. Be contented with what you have and learn as much as you can from this stint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most difficult thing being this job is not the physically tough things I have to do, but just physically away from loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm doing great now, miserable from time to time - like now - where since this morning I ran to the toilet 6 times d due to my amazing cooking :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I was browsing thru a friend's FB page...and he is doing OK, a regular job with regular salary, his main transportation is a motorbike, recently proposed to his girlfriend (and she said yes), about to move into a new house, simple mind, simple dreams (well one of his dreams is to become rich obviously) but yet, I felt that he was truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes care of his pets, i think he has about a gazillion pets, takes pictures of them, very in love with his gf, plays sports, acts like an idiot most of the time (I think la), quite stingy as far as I remember, but never does anything against his principles. His friends love him. I can say, I really respect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I start feeling a bit empty inside. I probably earn more than him, and I have found someone that really loves me, my future seems 'bright', I have a bunch of friends that cares for me (but just forgotten because I'm always not around), been traveling around a bit...in an absurd way, I envy him. He looks so...contented...whereas I keep wanting more, needing more. I know I can  be happy being back finding a new job in KL  or Penang, but once I lose the thrill/challenges at work I would feel restless again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the case of missing the beau, family and friends. :) But I've a new life here, and it ain't that bad either...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-987006378083479228?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/987006378083479228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=987006378083479228&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/987006378083479228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/987006378083479228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/08/catching-up-with-life.html' title='catching up with life...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6943581633602104736</id><published>2010-04-23T04:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T04:45:23.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival of blog from Abu Dhabi!</title><content type='html'>oops. time passes so quickly that i didn't realize that i have not updated for 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in balikpapan for 2 months...and I guess my technical knowledge took a hike again. the stuff that i returned to the lecturers upon my graduation is slowly coming back to me...well, not THAT much...but a bit a bit lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, my technical knowledge/capability is really not good. but...I can only try and do my best :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the rig for the 1st time, and it's offshore so it was really cool...and the people that i worked with were really nice...but everytime i have reviews with my mentor/manager i sure kena screw like crazy cos i'm not prepared...but each time it will get better than the previous time...so i'm glad that there were improvements!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...now in Abu Dhabi for 6 weeks' cementing school. Yep, I dont know, but this company seriously sucks out the energy in me...I don't even feel like doing anything fun anymore...I cannot think of anything more fun than sleeping...that's bad right. but after catching up on sleep for the past week, i think slowly but surely my mojo is coming back...I was not a very fun person before...but I was not THAT boring either (like now) but the old me will be back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get some things back to check:&lt;br /&gt;1) Losing some weight (haha - it never happens but i like to put it in anyways)&lt;br /&gt;2) Going on a vacation with my abang&lt;br /&gt;3) Focus on LEARNING in my job - i become so lost and not focused most of the time&lt;br /&gt;4) Find a hobby! Photography...and whatever happened to my beloved yoga?!!&lt;br /&gt;5) I can do it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6943581633602104736?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6943581633602104736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6943581633602104736&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6943581633602104736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6943581633602104736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/04/revival-of-blog-from-abu-dhabi.html' title='revival of blog from Abu Dhabi!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-454838017618080550</id><published>2010-02-06T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:20:49.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how did those people manage?</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Balikpapan, Indonesia...I'll be here for 2 months, for training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's really not what i expected...I thought it would be like Labuan, a small kampung but instead it's more like Miri, really kinda modern...well, if it has Starbucks then it must be modern. LOL but no McDonald's here...been just here for 2 days and the accommodation is great...the team here seems to be really nice too, just that I'm still not THAT geared up for work. perhaps the fact that I'll be missing CNY for 3rd consecutive year is bumming me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I managed to go back to Penang last week with my beau. I got in KL on Saturday evening and went to Penang on Sunday and stayed a day. Yahhhssss dah introduce my beau to the parents, grandparents and samkulokpor eemagujeh. LOL well not my fault that the entire extended family stays in the same house right? I think my parents liked him. he's just too quiet though. However he's getting more and more talkative lately...not sure if it was a good thing or not since one of the qualities i liked about him was of his shyness and quietness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, met up with his parents too. Errr, not sure if I made a good impression or not, but it didn't matter lah, since we are still so new...but really happy that at least i got to pre-collect my angpows from my family hehehe. and my grandma gave me a jar of kuih kapit. i shall be hugging that kuih kapit while the whole family has steamboat during the reunion dinner. I miss my steamboat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and these 2 days I was just catching up on emails etc and my online accounts...all really berterabur ha...I didn't know that I have so many online accounts for so many things...activated my I-Akaun for EPF, then I opened an online trading account for a bank, yet another account...then about a million loyalty cards for airlines...Emirates, Enrich MAS, Etihad Airways, then entah what else lah...then since I'll be away from Malaysia again (this time with beau, so must keep in touch with him else he will go astray) banyaklah semangat install this Skype lah, FreeCall lah dunno what. Oh, not to mention AirAsia account, MAS account, MAS Get the Deal account...Each account has different user name requirements...and some passwords needs alphanumeric, some alphanumeric symbol entah apa lah...I've already lost count of different types of usernames/passwords for certain accounts. Everytime also main hentam only. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do realize that I am so reliant on these accounts!!!! Online banking to pay bills, make bookings or purchases...keep track of this and that and many many many many more. Don't think I could do without them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is: before the advent of Internet, how did these people manage these different utilities? I find even via using Internet it's very time consuming already...imagine in those zaman dinosaur, we had to queue up slowly to make bank transactions, pay utilities bills, EPF, stock trading, buy air ticket etc. Can die lorrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. that's all my coretan. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-454838017618080550?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/454838017618080550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=454838017618080550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/454838017618080550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/454838017618080550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-did-those-people-manage.html' title='how did those people manage?'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3091356233143906325</id><published>2010-01-23T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:15:10.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My kept man</title><content type='html'>It happened when abang Soon (my beau) visited me in Labuan, he was very malas to keluar makan for lunch so i offered to meet him at Ujana Kewangan (Labuan's biggest shopping mall) straight after work so that we could have lunch together. actually i dah makan d, but just wanted to make sure my abang gets fattened up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a FYI, in Labuan, it is considered a "fashion statement" to be walking around in coveralls. In any other part else in Malaysia (except Kemaman, Terengganu) it would be like a major fashion faux pas to be wearing coveralls to melepak anywhere - Coveralls are like what those mechanics wear one lah, btw. so anyways here in Labuan, people seems to like to lepak and eat lunch and eat dinner in their coveralls, me not excluded. Sometimes when I would go out for lunch, I would just go eat straight in my coveralls also. Mentang2 sumore is coverall of my company (one of the biggest oilfield service provider in the world), so it doesn't make me any prouder, but according to a friend, these guys in Kemaman would be so PROUD that they'd wear it until 10pm at nite LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my story, yeah it is considered a norm to be wearing coveralls. sometimes when girls wear coveralls people would look though, cos it's not common for girls to be in the oil and gas industry. So that day, if I'm not mistaken, on New Year's eve, I got to go back early so went to meet him straight at the shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually here in Labuan, what we would see is a guy in coveralls and by the side a woman - As the "kupu-kupu malam" industry is big here and i guess women would also want to be with men from oil and gas industry (considered lucrative compared to other industries) so memang normal lah. Men in coveralls with women by their sides. be it girlfriend ker, isteri ker, kept woman ker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ironic thing was, I was working at the yard (workshop) that day, and under the sun, with grease all over my coveralls and stuff...(really looked like mechanic)...then I was in my safety boots also, wearing it phua chu kang style. then when my abang came to meet me, it was actually very funny for me. lol. me, in coveralls, safety boots and grease and holding hands with my "bat jeng jeng" (cleanshaven) abang. It really felt like he was my kept man instead, and i think it did really turned some heads when people saw us. they must be thinking "wah, this guy is this girl's lelaki simpanan kah?" cos he was in khakis and t-shirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i kinda like the feeling. Yong, my kept man...hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3091356233143906325?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3091356233143906325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3091356233143906325&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3091356233143906325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3091356233143906325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-kept-man.html' title='My kept man'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8401197582202988551</id><published>2010-01-19T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:06:13.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>i am feeling a bit depressed</title><content type='html'>I seldom read the newspapers...really, not much for the past 2 years i think. Ignorant about politics, developments in the world. Who cares about which politician is creating scandal again, which is embezzling the nation's funds again...occasionally only would i browse thru and scan thru headlines. [however i do agree that we do need to keep abreast with the info for the sake of our country, but that's entirely another topic]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but past 2 days I had some time so I just went to thestar online and read about the dragon boat tragedy. 6 perished. what that was thought to be a healthy &amp;amp; fun activity lead to a catastrophe. it's never good when injuries and deaths are involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been underwater a few times before. Playing white water rafting, the recent offshore safety course where a helicopter simulator capsized and we were inside it and had to swim out of it. or when playing with water. it's not a pleasant feeling at all when the water went into your lungs and you can't breathe at all. You'd panic...imagine those who drowned. the last few moments before the water fills up your lungs. all the moments in your life fleeting past you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the parents and family and friends of the deceased, who would have thought that morning when Mom made a cup of hot chocolate and biscuits for her child before he went off for practice, that she'd never ever see her boy alive again. He, being in his rebellious years, probably didn't even tell her that he loves her, nor thanked her. 16-17 years...he'd never even attend college. would never have a girlfriend, get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this accident is the same as any other accident. Vehicle accidents, murders, fires...the school is grieving at the moment, but life goes on. They'll heal in months, slowly but surely. the best friend of one of the deceased would probably in a worse spot, never seeing his best friend again, not being able to hang out again and gossip about girls etc. he'll find another best friend, eventually. but for the families, it'll be in their memories forever. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"if only I had not let my son...", "If only I had..."&lt;/span&gt;...so many what-ifs...things would and cannot be reversed. I read that one of the victims was an only child. :( Chung Ling High School, to those unknown, is a premier boys school in Penang for those who went to Chinese primary school (vernacular, if I'm not mistaken). You'd have to do exceptionally well in UPSR to be able to enter CLHS. The parents probably harboured all their hopes on their only child, and even the parents of the rest of the students...The day the child died is the day their hopes and dreams fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said few days ago, sometimes, we forget to be grateful of what we have until we see the misfortune of others. The times that I yell at my parents, at least they get to listen to my voice, 1 more time. The times that I was hurt by comments of a friend, at least I know that I am capable to feel. The times that I injured my knee, at least I am able to tread on the grounds. The times that I scalded my hand cooking, at least I am able to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of course will pass. The appreciation of life, the gratefulness of having loved ones around us safely. But we are but only humans, we will forget again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8401197582202988551?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8401197582202988551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8401197582202988551&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8401197582202988551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8401197582202988551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-feeling-bit-depressed.html' title='i am feeling a bit depressed'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3042786593042661133</id><published>2010-01-16T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:29:22.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chim Thoughts'/><title type='text'>being grateful</title><content type='html'>Just now I went out for lunch with my bunch of colleagues...a new colleague just joined us last week, she's working like an admin for us in the maintenance team. Really nice, attractive and sweet. I thought she was just one of the regular us...I was always not in the office (we have to work in the workshop as trainees) so I've never noticed her physical attributes and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while we were eating, she sat across me. her food arrived and she prayed. then she picked up her utensils and only did I notice that she had 2 fingers missing, and the other 3 deformed. her left hand was alright though...I was taken back, because I sat in her car once, and she drove fine to me...but she was able to eat normally and stuff, so I'd think it was something that she acquired since birth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of emotions came into my mind. Admiration, because she seemed so normal and is not wallowing in self-pity, seems like a confident person to me. but also pity because she seemed very attractive to me, except for this 1 imperfection...If to put it bluntly, she would be considered disabled. Is it ok to even work in my current company, would it be dangerous for her...but she's based inside the office so it's fine...but for guys to want to date her, superficial ones would probably not want someone like that? Yes, mean thoughts came to me, but this is a cruel world, I'm just stating things the way it is. Then I felt ashamed of myself. I've never given much thought to my limbs that work perfectly fine...my 10 fingers and 10 toes... never had a struggle before. Definitely should appreciate it and am very thankful for what God blessed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always preached to people about being thankful of what you have. But I guess I always meant it in the sense of material possessions, people that care for you...the physical attractiveness that you have...but not really about fully working limbs...Will need to remind myself constantly not to take things for granted. They are a blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3042786593042661133?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3042786593042661133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3042786593042661133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3042786593042661133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3042786593042661133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-grateful.html' title='being grateful'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7885607005295175823</id><published>2010-01-08T17:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T15:21:33.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Happy new year 2010 and 'twas 2009</title><content type='html'>2009 passed by in a breeze, like totally and completely. It was a fruitful year, lots of Facebooking and networking haha. but also i grew so much (other than horizontally) mentally...I'd like to think that I've become a better person, more matured having worked with colleagues from all around the globe...and it ended wonderfully for me too. Just a few things, a recap of the events that happened in 2009... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;January - Went to Houston for an induction course, my 1st time in the States. I loved it there, met up with old friends and made new friends too. Tried Tex Mex, and had very good steaks. Oh, fulfilled a long time dream to visit NASA. and Chipotle...and Wal-Mart :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;March/April - 1st time in UAE also, was in Dubai for a 2 weeks course. Had amazing Lebanese food, again met wonderful people...saw some fancy malls and buildings...but then again, I'm more of a natural scenery type lover, instead of canggih buildings...but still, the trip was great&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the rest of year went by in a breeze, work was depressing at times, and I so badly wanted to work offshore so that I can tick it in my checklist of "things to do"...but the move wasn't too easy but still I guess I persevered? Anyway, working in my previous company, I loved my colleagues. They're such fantastic people and helpful...and I guess I was pretty nice with them also (I'd like to think that I was popular among them haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yoga - I had the opportunity to take up Yoga again and I loved it. I was busy stalking a cute yoga instructor too. LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;July - Rainforest Music Festival...I loved it. A significant *something* happened there which shall remain a secret but anyways, I also got myself a tattoo :) it's a symbol of Aum...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Definition: The eternal process of birth, life, death and rebirth, and life incarnate. The Aum is the Universal symbol of Creation. Its four parts represent the four stages of consciousness: Awake, sleeping, dreaming, and the transcendental state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sacred syllable of creation, the Word that went forth in the beginning and from which all other sounds originated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unity between all people, creatures, and things.&lt;br /&gt;Aum is also the symbol for Yoga :)&lt;br /&gt;The tribal motives: Hornbill and Dragon, which are protections for Ibans to ward off harm and disease. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/S0b4DkdRGEI/AAAAAAAABF4/Mj6EGlfBXgM/s1600-h/5854_108367456765_603486765_2681236_5366252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/S0b4DkdRGEI/AAAAAAAABF4/Mj6EGlfBXgM/s400/5854_108367456765_603486765_2681236_5366252_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424295541424068674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;August - Nov: Was really tied up with work and also looking for opportunities to go into technical dept, be it internally or externally. it was too difficult to change inside, so I went with a friend's advice and looked for opportunity outside. Well with my ex-company, I did really well, I think, especially my rapport with my colleagues and even those who are in senior management. I proposed several initiatives for personnel development and one of it was endorsed. So it was good. I even went into Resource, a Malaysian oil and gas magazine where they do a quarterly feature of Women in O&amp;amp;G. I was one out of 3 featured. LOL it made me want to go to the oil rig even much more! At the end of Nov...I quitted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was a month of many events...I had a new job, went to a new place, met new people, and...had a new boyfriend. Yes. :) rather, I got into a relationship. With one of the sweetest guys I've ever met. He's actually my ex-colleague. Sweet, smart, quiet, sensitive and nice. He was my best friend at work. Well, sort-of. "Best Chimui"...mana tau...We just got together mid-Dec...and almost 1 month old now. It won't be easy with a long distance relationship, me being in Labuan and him being in KL...He did come visit during X'mas and stayed till New Year. ^_^ (Oh in case you guys curious, here's a pic)...LOL finally a decent post from me in MONTHS!!! Hope to update more often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/S0b4DwzE8ZI/AAAAAAAABGA/cI4pGETobEY/s1600-h/me+and+yong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/S0b4DwzE8ZI/AAAAAAAABGA/cI4pGETobEY/s400/me+and+yong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424295544736772498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a feeling that 2010 is going to be a great year, and I'm going to make sure that every year, every day I will treasure each experience gained and to improve myself for the better. It won't be easy with my new job, but insyaAllah... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah, time to get back to work...toodles...Happy New Year guys... (sorry typing in hurry haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7885607005295175823?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7885607005295175823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7885607005295175823&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7885607005295175823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7885607005295175823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010-and-twas-2009.html' title='Happy new year 2010 and &apos;twas 2009'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/S0b4DkdRGEI/AAAAAAAABF4/Mj6EGlfBXgM/s72-c/5854_108367456765_603486765_2681236_5366252_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1718936702002436217</id><published>2009-11-27T21:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:46:23.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>I have resigned</title><content type='html'>Yep, after working about 15 months in this company...which shall remain unnamed, i have decided to resign on Tuesday...yep going to join a competitor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, honestly loved working in this company, the people were great, but just that it's so difficult to get an internal transfer as what I was seeking for is a technical position. I wouldn't say that I'm a techie person, nor technologically inclined...in fact, my engineering fundamentals should be quite screwed up...hence I want to make it stronger, and then from there, correct the weaknesses and then only move on to marketing and sales positions where I know I can be really good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting my new job this weekend, first flying to Abu Dhabi for a 1 week induction course, and then to be based in Labuan. I will be signing up as a Maintenance Engineer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what it brings...with the hustle bustle of KL city life, I don't have much time left to reflect and do certain things...yes, I admit I was sort of a gym freak...at least yoga freak where I like to go to the gym after work...but I don't even work out THAT often! I happen to just be hanging out a lot at the office...I guess Facebook definitely consumed most of my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing blogs, keeping journals, keeping in touch with family and friends, study Italian, read more...definitely hope the new job allows me to do more of these...oh and save money of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would imagine that the new job would be so much more challenging... ;) Am so excited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1718936702002436217?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1718936702002436217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1718936702002436217&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1718936702002436217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1718936702002436217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-resigned.html' title='I have resigned'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4222445053838762173</id><published>2009-08-11T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:03:06.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>The Chronicles of I am so lucky - Part I: The Time When We Used to be Tortured</title><content type='html'>Today I am feeling very camping-ish. it must've been the chat with Jit Shiong about going camping that ignited my fire! So the time machine shall teleport itself back to...1998...11 years ago. WHAT 11 years has passed since my 1st camp????!!!!! Well it wasn't really my 1st camp per se...but it was the very 1st combined camp I went to in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYTC with 1st South...i don't even remember what it stands for anymore...T = Training and C = Camp. And I absolutely reminisce those memories with a wide smile and a chuckle or two. Or drinks to splatter all over the table over mamak when laughing about it with the gang. My, those stories could really get the conversation started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those memories really made all of us active Girl Guides and Scouts grow so much... Traplex with 7th South...CTC with 8th South...and Talents Camp with 11th South (haha CLHS Scouts please correct me if I'm wrong)...&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) countless patrol meetings that make “mak beh jin kia” (mom cant recognize child) and “kia beh jin mak” (child cant recognize mom)...not to mention being chased out of homes...and i can certainly name a few more friends that had the same thing happening to them... this tested our endurance which is so important in this cruel working world where shit is being dumped at us everyday but hey we ex-Guides and Scouts say what????? Say what???? Nothing. We just eat all of them, endure and plot our secret little revenge in dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) drilling under the sun for hours practicing formations and fancy drilling steps...kirip kirip kirip kanan kirip...in those times we’ve tried so many types of fancy drillings...with gloves, prancing about, dancing ones, skipping ones...which all required concentration, synchronization and of course teamwork and cooperation among team members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Items...practicing dances and sketches...my personal favourite has to be 60s dance and Egyptian dance...the hours we’d put in, and making our own costumes too. This of course promoted teamwork, creativity and the silly sketches we make to move and touch the hearts of our “evaluators”...enhanced our shamelessness/thick skinned faces which serve us very well till now especially in this world where we must be thick skinned to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Chopping stupid bamboos till our hands shook like senile old people afterwards. Not to mention tying those gadgets – houses la, shoe racks la, tents la, bridges to have fatso excos stomp them down just to prove their point that “YOU CAN NEVER DO ENOUGH”. So you get the shit you get today, your boss throwing the bunch of paperwork to u and ask you to get those redone!!!! Back in those days...yeah whoever said that you can rest....you get to spend the rest of the camping days retying those gadgets middle of the night and falling asleep while tying them (hah – sorry lah i’m a Guide, not a Scout...you Scouts would know what i’m talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Since we spent so much time doing logbooks, paperwork for camp preparations, till all the patrol members look identical... neways it means spending time together wont be fun if we don’t talk right...so of course we spend it cracking disgusting, dirty silly jokes, sharing laughter and tears if your ideas gets torn apart by the excos – it really made our bonds so strong, which i treasure till now. We’d encourage each other and keep feeling positive for the sake of your patrol members...It’s hard to forget THOSE friends...especially those who pee on you if you got sting by a jelly fish while swimming in the sea (Ahem you know who you are!!!! The pee-er and the pee-ee hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The silly songs that we made up and all in cryptic codes so that certain patrol members that we dislike wouldn’t know who and what we were singing about...while digging up sand by the drain...and picking worms and whatnot.... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Looking like hionghamuis aka village girls to buy stationeries and accessories for our camping stuff. We were so tanned and dirty from all those walking, drilling, dancing, planning...not to mention midnight adventures to celebrate patrol member’s birthdays...Hello!!! We were a bunch of 13-15 year olds...in those times we don’t have such canggih things yet...i’m not sure if we even had mamak then or not...but i think got lah... that tested our bravery because midnight adventures just weren’t our thang :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Drooling over the cute guy in the next patrol!!!! Its unfortunate that i’ve never wound up with cute guys in my patrol (hahaha just joking-lah) but i remember those times when me, Lin, Janice would go crazy over Mr.BS – Broad Shouldered....our knees would go wobbly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh those times...time to go to sleep... to be continued....but i know that there are so many of you that agree (since 80% of the ppl i know back in high school were actually scouts/guides)...and I'm sure all of you have your very own unforgettable moments with your patrols :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-4222445053838762173?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4222445053838762173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4222445053838762173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4222445053838762173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4222445053838762173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/08/chronicles-of-i-am-so-lucky-part-i-time.html' title='The Chronicles of I am so lucky - Part I: The Time When We Used to be Tortured'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-410128911955392596</id><published>2009-07-20T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:34:35.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>The Happiest Fairy Tale Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: 'Tw Cen MT';"&gt;Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl 'Will you marry  me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl said, 'NO!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the girl lived happily ever after  and went shopping, dancing, drank whole bottles of wine, chatted for hours on  the phone to friends, always had a clean house, watched chick flicks without  feeling guilty, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never  argued, didn't get fat, didn't have to pay for dual view tv, travelled more, had  a career, had many lovers, didn't save money, and had all the hot water to  herself. She went to the theatre, never watched sports, owned every remote  control in the house, never wore friggin lacy lingerie that went up her arse,  had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, and felt and looked fabulous all  the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-410128911955392596?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/410128911955392596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=410128911955392596&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/410128911955392596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/410128911955392596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/07/happiest-fairy-tale-ever.html' title='The Happiest Fairy Tale Ever'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1410159918952450811</id><published>2009-06-29T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:21:44.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>aiyaya</title><content type='html'>just now i curi tulanged to go breakfast and was walking with a colleague towards the makan place... and an indian guy was on a bike riding past us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he immediately slowed down and showed me a thumbs up finger and said stuff like "i've never seen a better ass on a Chinese girl" or something like that @#%#$^# ??????? then he made shape of the bosom very cun also or something la...and while riding for the next 100 meters he just kept his eyes on us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you know what the guy just stopped by the roadside when we passed by just to 'pay his compliments' again and kept showing thumbs up sign...but at least he wasn't tailing us that's like so freaky...he then said "byebye" and left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind if a guy appreciates la...but until so blatant and hamsap...well then again, i may be biased because he was on a bike, if he had been on a Merc or something maybe I would feel flattered right? well, life...why can't a man on a sportscar pay attention or something? hahahaha. but i still feel 'violated' and 'harassed' la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which comes to the question...my gym sessions must be showing some results then??? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1410159918952450811?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1410159918952450811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1410159918952450811&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1410159918952450811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1410159918952450811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/06/aiyaya.html' title='aiyaya'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8265008682263439646</id><published>2009-06-25T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:13:41.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Just to say hi</title><content type='html'>cos these few weeks quite busy at work...facebook still blocked at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;1) the rumour/gossip with my colleague is gone (great!)&lt;br /&gt;2) might possibly switch to a new position in the company (but nothing firm yet, the soonest will be August I believe)&lt;br /&gt;3) need more money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back soon :) toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8265008682263439646?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8265008682263439646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8265008682263439646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8265008682263439646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8265008682263439646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-to-say-hi.html' title='Just to say hi'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-9060400560562075138</id><published>2009-06-08T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:19:53.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>did a little spring cleaning on my blog</title><content type='html'>checking up on my blogroll, apparently i'm not the only one who hasn't been blogging...so if your name is no longer on my blogroll, it means you have not updated for about a year!!! but if your name is still there, it means i have hopes that you would update :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good weekend...managed to catch up with 3 lovely penang chicks - pao, ping, heng...we went to this nuffnang thing? however, i do realize that i am too old to be involved in these kinda activities nemore. :( screaming my lungs out seeing kennysia is just so not....me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i went for karaoke with 2 other colleagues cos we didn't have to work. whoa. RM5++ inclusive of salad buffet and screaming our lungs out? thats sweet...and sunday (i just discovered that my aunt has the best karaoke system at her house) i got to polish a little bit more of my singing (or the lack of it skills) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally managed to set up my hookah/nargila/shisha which i bought in Dubai (that's like 2 months ago). at a garden setting sumore. topped with an amazing yoga session the day before. i'd say that life is pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the simple things that comes easily in life is hard to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i being incoherent? :) *hardly. remember the previous post to which i mentioned a colleague getting a divorce? apparently now part of a rumor - that we have an affair...i'm like the manipulative mistress that is going after him for his money...and now that he's getting a divorce, i'm supposedly very happy about it...???? what the $@^#%&amp;amp;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because he speaks to me often (and yes, he does find me attractive but he finds about 100 others attractive too) and we've had several breakfasts together makes me a mistress. i wonder if i'm any good in bed. i must be, since i'm a mistress. you think it's easy to become a mat salleh's mistress ah? need to be super attractive too. i should feel flattered. i kinda found out the source of the gossip - so i'm not so agitated like i was last week. because initially i thought i was 'betrayed' by the colleagues i work closely with...but it turns out (probably) to be from another division which i dont know anyone...so its ok ... treat as free publicity loh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-9060400560562075138?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/9060400560562075138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=9060400560562075138&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/9060400560562075138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/9060400560562075138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-little-spring-cleaning-on-my-blog.html' title='did a little spring cleaning on my blog'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1443229284969182761</id><published>2009-06-03T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:08:20.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>time to pick up blogging again</title><content type='html'>i guess eventually one would get sick of "refreshing" his/her facebook page. i've plenty of photos to upload, from US, Dubai and my European stint but just not in the mood. maybe because i looked fat in them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways blogging again is a good thing. it doesn't take a long time to type in a sentence or two, just to share some thoughts...usually i procrastinate and in the end i dont remember what i want to share anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a colleague is dealing with a divorce now - which is really tough. but in a way, he was looking for trouble cos he cheated on his wife. not once. but i'd say a few times already. he's an expat so getting a divorce can be really messy and expensive. and he has 2 kids. really tough. but then again, he really really wants to be single. so do you think he should have stuck by his wife for the kids? his wife is really amazing and his reason was that he married too young (at 22 years old) hmmm. i would have been one of his scandals had i not have so many "scruples". since i'm so kampung and all, of course getting involved with a married man is out of the question. however good looking the guy is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't mind dating a divorcé though. since i'm not "THAT" young anymore. all the good guys are already taken. all the the even better guys...i dont deserve. well i dont know what i want. who knows. slowly search lor. i think dad wants me to get settled down adi, but at the same time he doesnt want me to find anyone. hahaha. back to the divorcé... i'm not that generous though...if he's in his 30s and all...and STILL without children...i'd do so...but with kids (who are staying with him) that will be though, since i can't cook, nor iron, nor do any stitching. wait, i don't even know how to clean properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at the moment, who needs love anyways - time to concentrate on going to the gym. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also on work of course...&lt;br /&gt;and i think i will change a job very soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1443229284969182761?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1443229284969182761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1443229284969182761&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1443229284969182761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1443229284969182761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-to-pick-up-blogging.html' title='time to pick up blogging again'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3989921469453981178</id><published>2009-05-06T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:50:06.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>to have wanted to cheat but not successfully and to have successfully cheated...its the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you failed in your attempt; it doesn't make you a loyal partner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3989921469453981178?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3989921469453981178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3989921469453981178&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3989921469453981178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3989921469453981178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6599437684816285201</id><published>2009-04-29T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:04:19.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>hehe False Alarm lah</title><content type='html'>so no &lt;i&gt; Love is in the air &lt;/i&gt; no nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now a bit confused myself also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be confirmed in these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6599437684816285201?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6599437684816285201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6599437684816285201&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6599437684816285201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6599437684816285201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/04/hehe-false-alarm-lah.html' title='hehe False Alarm lah'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4223816250606810672</id><published>2009-04-15T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:05:55.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>i know i know</title><content type='html'>it's been an awfully awfully awfully long time since i've last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've also not been reading blogs for god knows how many donkey years already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy with work...as you all know, I was away for courses in Houston and Dubai. no worries...no more trip for me at the moment (boo hoo hoo) people are starting to think that i'm always at training hahaha. work's good. company laying off people and major re-org but still good. :) now i can safely being laid off happily since i've earned trips to Houston and Dubai. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note...love may be in the air for me *grins. who knows. am seeing someone on and off now. but he seems like a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be updated soon. huhuhu. (i bet someone at home, namely dear Papa is very curious at the moment. hahaha cos he's the only that checks out this page everyday anyways haha to keep tab on his faraway daughter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-4223816250606810672?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4223816250606810672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4223816250606810672&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4223816250606810672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4223816250606810672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-know.html' title='i know i know'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5034192369297677302</id><published>2009-02-22T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:34:49.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>My past 2 years, now and future</title><content type='html'>the past two years, including this year...has been really exciting and made me open up to many things. I could say that I was travelling so much! it made me less narrow-minded, i became more sociable, there were more topics that i could talk about, i learnt a new language, met lots of wonderful people, even picked up cooking!!!! (embroidery not yet lar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i graduated in August 2007, my 1st job was as an Aircraft Design Engineer, there I met wonderful colleagues, even though the working environment was super stressful. working from 9am-9pm everyday, my dark circles became so bad, it became a super default feature, my hair lost its lustre, i was permanently depressed, i became fatter...skin was so awful. but there my technical knowledge increased 100-fold...i was happy to discover that i wasn't THAT dumb. Thanks to Dhinnesh, Chong Seng, Chun Kiat, Guztyne, Zharif, Peter, David, Jafar for helping me out when I had difficulties! ;) of course my aeronautical knowledge came mostly from my coursemates too! - Poli, Cmin, Vun, Kwang, Hah, Furfur, Lili, Chanling, Gheeming, Kok, Vibrate, GS, Hao, KWui, David, JJ, Lun, WenJie, ZY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I had to make one of the most difficult decision in life - to join the sponsor for my undergraduate studies (Petronas) in one of the most coveted divisions...everyone who works with Petronas would love to join that decision, so I was extremely lucky... or to pursue my lifelong dream, to go to Italy with a scholarship from the Italian Embassy. Also, I had to resign from the aircraft design company (which i didn't regret)... in the end i chose to go to Italy, which ended up with my having to pay back Petronas...till now I still wondered how my career would be if I'd joined Petronas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But going to Italy was the best decision I ever made! (I had doubts when I was there, at times...sometimes I was just really idle there, I tot I could be carving my career instead in Petronas rather than thinking of what vege/meat to buy for the day and to cook what for lunch and dinner...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 9 months in Italy was amazing! With the sponsorship from the Italian Embassy, I decided to take up Italian Language and Culture in Perugia (universita' per stranieri di perugia). Although I took elementary Italian course when I was in Uni, but by the time I went to Italy (15th Oct 2007) I was left with 3 words "Grazie, Ciao, Prego"... =( It was the period of my many firsts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time I lugged 4-5 bags with me which weighted more than 40 kgs... 1st time I went to Europe, 1st time talking and being so uninhibited with strangers, 1st time hopping on to a total stranger's car, 1st time sleeping at a total stranger's house, 1st time backpacking alone, 1st time staying in a hostel, 1st time cooking a relatively edible meal, 1st time making tiramisu, 1st italian kiss ;), 1st time having strangers approaching u on the streets, 1st time having a crush on a guy who was 6 years younger than me and 1st time seeing so many cathedrals etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met many wonderful people along the way, especially when I first arrived at Rome's train station, a Malaysian-Japanese lady Junko-san who helped me bring my luggage bags onto the train...she still calls me from time to time. and the 1st night I arrived at Perugia, I was desperate and didn't speak a word of Italian, a Chinese couple accepted me to let me stay for the night. After that there was also Simone, an Italian who gave me a ride from the train station to Roma Ciampino airport (I was adamant not to pay RM100 for a 5 minute ride to the airport!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the wonderful housemates I had (Nadia, Dora, Milena, Claudia, Zhao Zheyi, Liu Jia), who took the pain to correct my Italian, listen to my stories and taught me to cook! oh and the honorary housemate Francesco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful classmates I had - from A2, B1, B2 an C1...there are too many to mention...but some which I still keep in touch with - Loick, Jordan, Domenico, Jiji, Lili, Hussam, Emad, Raghad, Shereen, Alejandro, Angelo, Kasia, Katrina, Michelle, Valeria, Kostantinos, Solmaz, Mehrnaz, Chieko, Chiemi, Kae and more... love all of you loads ;) The different nationalities - Colombia, Mexico, Iran, Sweden, Poland, Philippines, Japan, Ecuador, Israel (I never thought the day would come), Korea etc... Thanks to all for putting up with me, and Domenico who had to suffer eating my kimchi, Kostantinos who sometimes had to eat the food I cook. lol. Of course Mariana who was my yoga partner, traveling partner, shopping partner and a very good listening companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to come back - end of June 2008, at first I wanted to postpone the trip because I wanted to stay a litle bit longer - cos I was reluctant to leave 'someone'...but also because there were still so many things to see - I wanted to visit Athens and Milan...but I didn't have the chance... In the 9 mths I visited many parts of Italy and some parts of Europe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; - Sardegna, Assisi, Capri, Firenze (Florence), Gubbio, Napoli (Naples), Vaticano (Vatican City), Pisa, Pompei, Rome, Sicilia (Sicily), Sorrento and Venezia (Venice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Republic of San Marino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Liverpool (yes I paid homage to my favourite football team!!! It was great!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;France &lt;/span&gt;- Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germany &lt;/span&gt;- Berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt; - Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;I would think that I did pretty well in the 9 months right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all fate - I didn't get to postpone my flight so I came back to Malaysia as scheduled - 30th June. It was pretty funny looking back on how I struggled to bring back all my presents and stuff I got from Italy. After fighting with the flight crew etc, I finally managed to check in 34kgs of stuff and bring like 4 hand carry luggages (Yes being Asian helped too, cos I just pretended not to speak English and Italian at the check-in gate) hahaha. On my flight - I met another person who helped me get to where I am today...the guy who forwarded my resume to his colleague and got me my current job - You know who you are! I thought I gave a horrible impression cos I had so many hand-carries and I banged my head in front of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back, I'm in my current company - a great place. An oilfield service provider...great colleagues (except one - hahaha)...you know who lar. But what doesn't kill you will make you stronger, so I've now decided to tolerate and make the best out of it. I had the opportunity to go Houston for a training program - a great great program and it does make me a much improved person, I'm now more knowledgable of the oil and gas industry already! I'm hyped up to improve my work attitude, being punctual to work and also to be more knowledge thirsty... ;) Am really excited about my career ahead (As long as I don't get affected by the current economic crisis)...*crosses fingers - ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also seeing my friends getting married - Shanna, Guztyne, Soon, and just now Teng. Congrats to all of you ;) wish you loads of happiness ahead, I hope that your marriage will everlast and many many children... I had the opportunity to attend Guztyne wedding in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah and Soon's in Kuching, Sarawak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I'd say that life's been good - Next month I'm heading to Dubai for a training school ;) yes, in the pursuit of my career success... Never to give up, do whatever you are doing now really well, and be optimistic. I've slept in airports, been out in the freezing cold, been 40 hours without sleep, eating biscuit for meals...I'm sure life could only get better ;) If not, I still have a loving family and great friends to support - I must thank the HPC gals  for always being there- Jo ooi, Pao, Loke, Heng, Lin, Loh Jo, and Chun (whom I rarely hear from)...i think i got them all lol... then girls from LL House - RinRin (oh yeah, congrats upon your wedding!), CSY, PTC, Furfur, Meiyin, SPY, LT...also the rest of course: Justine, Charng, Li Yuin, Irene, Siew, Janice, Ai Leen, Wun...wah basically most of the Georgians right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I think I've said enough - suddenly all the creative juices starting to flow... well although my love life has been pretty pathetic, but I'm sure things will get better (once I lose all the fats right? ;)) alright - now you guys have read my 1500 words on my essay of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My past 2 years, now and the future"&lt;/span&gt;... hugz! Maybe next time I'll spill a little on my love status - lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5034192369297677302?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5034192369297677302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5034192369297677302&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5034192369297677302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5034192369297677302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-year-and-this-year.html' title='My past 2 years, now and future'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7694853068834617930</id><published>2009-01-19T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:12:18.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>2nd weekend in Houston...</title><content type='html'>I've never been fanciful of designer stuff...but this time... ;) 1st time I've splurged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SXQLB1spvDI/AAAAAAAABEo/jSSgO3oQxes/s1600-h/P1080024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SXQLB1spvDI/AAAAAAAABEo/jSSgO3oQxes/s400/P1080024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292867588289313842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And big time too!!! Am thinking if I should return any of these purchases...hmm...2 more weeks to think before I head back to Malaysia ;) nice or not nice or not? Got them yesterday, thanks to Irene, Melvin and his bro's advice...I'll be blogging about what I've done up to now in Houston as soon as I get the chance...but so far so good, other than bankrap giler hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7694853068834617930?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7694853068834617930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7694853068834617930&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7694853068834617930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7694853068834617930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-weekend-in-houston.html' title='2nd weekend in Houston...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SXQLB1spvDI/AAAAAAAABEo/jSSgO3oQxes/s72-c/P1080024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1309192381272293421</id><published>2009-01-05T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:27:32.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasion'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009, a new beginning</title><content type='html'>Obviously for someone who's so small gas and berdendam like me, last week i kena sound by my manager due to some expenses thing which i've wrongly put to company's expenses - no thanks to my nemesis who said i could - so now i've to pay my own flight back from KL - Pg (RM375 melayang!!!! one way sumore) ok ok you may say use common sense also know company kenot pay you for that but i just tried my luck cos i booked my ticket from KL- Houston - KL then terus KL- Penang. my nemesis said "can can, sure" and I asked 3 times. so i very TL last week. but now think think, he was trying to help. he also kena screw by the manager alongside with me, just that i am the one paying so i TL a bit lah. haha. but...this year i must change yahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be flying to Houston Sat 10th Jan 0210 hours so means Friday night have to leave for the airport adi lo...will be there till 31st Jan...missing CNY - never mind lah hor...after that I will be on leave 1 whole week to see who will be around at home to teman me play mahjong. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about forgiving - let me share this story with you: (I was a little bit less bitter about my nemesis after that, and today i even made extra effort to get along with him - hehe) this article isn't about forgiving by the way--- but a good way to start the new year!!! in the material chasing world, we tend to forget how to be simple and happy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Get Everything for Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the town of Hanipoli, there were two rabbis. One, of course, was Reb Zusya, the legendary Chassidic master. The other was the rabbi of the town, who happened to be a great opponent of the Chassidic movement. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reb Zusya was beloved by all for his sweet disposition and cheerful outlook, which he maintained despite the harsh poverty he lived in. The rabbi, however, was not so popular with the townspeople.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he was a man of great learning, inside this rabbi was an angry and bitter man. None of the honors bestowed on him or the marks of respect he received was ever enough for him. He always, in his heart, found some reason for complaint. And since misery loves company, once the rabbi found one complaint, he soon found another one, and then another, until he was so boiling with rage because of some perceived insult to his honor that he was ready to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi of course was no boor. He knew with his intellect that the Torah condemns angry behavior in no uncertain terms. However, as soon as his heart began to ponder his unhappy state - where a man of such erudition and refined sensibilities was so unappreciated in the world - strong feelings of anger overpowered him once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this cold, winter night, as he sat by the warm fire in his comfortably furnished study, the rabbi was again drifting into those dangerous, bitter waters. His thoughts returned to a wedding he had attended the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father of the bride, Reb Moshe, was a wealthy philanthropist. The entire town had been invited to join in the family's simcha (happy occasion), and no expense had been spared to celebrate the occasion. As the rabbi of the town, the rabbi, of course, expected that he would receive treatment befitting his position. Yet during that miserable evening, he had received nothing but insults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place at the table had been reserved for him. No food was served to him - unless you call a few picked over scraps of chicken and vegetables that no one else wanted food. But to top it all, when it came time to say the Grace After Meals, no one invited him to recite one of the special sheva brachos (seven blessings) said at a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, who was given the place of honor at the wedding? Reb Zushya, that's who!&lt;br /&gt;Was it any wonder that he had left the celebration in a total state of rage? How much humiliation was one man expected to endure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts returned to the "scene of the crime" again and again, and now his mind's eye became fixed on the beaming face of Reb Zushya, who had sat through the entire event in a state of rapturous bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi saw once more Reb Zusya, attired in his tattered clothes, sitting at the head table. There was Reb Zusya, who barely had a tooth in his mouth, enjoying a plate piled high with delicious foods. And when the meal was over, who was given the honor of leading the Grace After Meals? Again, Reb Zusya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a log on the fire crackled and sent a burst of sparks shooting into the air. One of the sparks fell on to the rabbi's hand, and the sharp twinge of pain roused him from his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;"Even the fire is angry tonight," the rabbi muttered to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi gazed at the fire, and then he looked at the small red mark on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;"My flames of fires burn," he said with sadness. "Reb Zusya also has a fire within him, yet his fire doesn't burn. It warms. What's his secret?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's his secret? The rabbi's thoughts now became fixated on this question. Why is Reb Zusya always so happy? Why does his face always glow with goodwill? What's his secret?&lt;br /&gt;As the rabbi pondered the mystery, a strange thing happened. His anger began to disappear, and an intense curiosity now took its place. Even though the hour was late and the night was bitterly cold, the rabbi had to have an answer to his question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, as rabbi of the town and a vocal opponent of the Chassidim, he would never dream of visiting one of the "sect" at his home, let alone asking one of them for advice. But tonight he was willing to put his honor - and his opposition - aside. True, he did bundle himself up in his coat and hat and scarf so that it was practically impossible to recognize him. But even this fear of being detected wasn't strong enough to stop him from determinedly trudging his way through the snow-covered streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the rabbi arrived at the broken-down hovel that Reb Zusya called home, and Reb Zusya invited the rabbi to come in. Despite Reb Zusya's warm welcome, the rabbi shivered even more when he stepped inside and saw the dreary, damp-stained walls, the broken furniture and the empty fireplace. He therefore lost no time in coming straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;"How is it that you are always so happy and content," the rabbi asked, "while I am always bitter and depressed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's no great secret," Reb Zusya replied, "but the reason is easier to explain by example, so let me tell you a story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the truth is that the rabbi would have preferred a simple answer to his question, and feelings of anger were already beginning to well up inside him. However, since he had come so far, he wasn't about to get up and leave so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember the wedding of Reb Moshe's daughter?" Reb Zusya asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I do," the rabbi replied in a huff.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember what happened when the special messenger arrived at your door with your personally delivered invitation?" Reb Zusya continued.&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi looked at Reb Zusya with disbelief. How could Reb Zusya possibly know what had happened?&lt;br /&gt;"You demanded to see the guest list," Reb Zusya said, "because you wanted to see where your name appeared on the list. When you saw that you were only fourteenth on the list - that there were thirteen other people before you - you became so angry you almost crumpled up the piece of paper in your hands. Is this correct?"&lt;br /&gt;"But I am the rabbi of Hanipoli," the rabbi protested. "Because of my position, I deserve to be shown honor."&lt;br /&gt;"True," replied Reb Zusya, "but did you happen to notice that the people ahead of you were Reb Moshe's relatives and close friends? Your name actually headed the list of those people outside of the family circle.&lt;br /&gt;"But because you didn't see this," Reb Zusya continued, "you became so angry at Reb Moshe that you began to plot your revenge. Do you remember what you decided to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi remembered it well. He had decided that the family did not deserve the honor of having him attend the chuppah (ceremony under the wedding canopy). He would show his displeasure with them by only arriving in the middle of the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By the time you arrived, of course, the hall was packed," said Reb Zusya. "The whole town was at this wedding and there wasn't an empty seat to be found. You wandered from table to table, getting jostled left and right, until Reb Moshe finally spotted you. Can you tell me what happened next?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi didn't want to answer, but he knew he had no choice. If he didn't tell Reb Zusya, then Reb Zusya would tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reb Moshe escorted me to the head table," the rabbi reluctantly replied. "But…"&lt;br /&gt;"Nu?" said Reb Zusya. "What's the 'but' this time?"&lt;br /&gt;"There wasn't any room for me at the head table," the rabbi complained. "They had to squeeze me in between the people who were already sitting there. It was insulting. Don’t they know who I am?"&lt;br /&gt;"So who are you, Elijah the Prophet," asked Reb Zusya, "that people should always leave an empty place for you at the table?"&lt;br /&gt;"But what about the waiters?" countered the rabbi. "Explain their rude behavior, if you can."&lt;br /&gt;"It was a wedding," said Reb Zusya. "There were so many people and so much noise. Everyone calling for more this, more that. True, the waiters didn't see you, but someone else did. Isn't that right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi slowly nodded his head in agreement. He now remembered a detail about the wedding that he had forgotten. As soon as his host, Reb Moshe, had noticed that he was sitting with an empty plate, the wealthy philanthropist immediately went to the kitchen himself to get the rabbi some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Reb Moshe returned, he apologized profusely to the rabbi. All that was left in the kitchen was a small piece of chicken and a few vegetables. The rabbi angrily refused the plate that his host offered him, and he told Reb Moshe exactly what he thought of the abominable treatment he had received at this wedding. Reb Moshe apologized once more, and then he went back to his own seat at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the rest of the evening," Reb Zusya said, "you sat in an angry sulk. Your whole being radiated such strong feelings of displeasure that no one dared to approach you - not even to say mazel tov. So is it any wonder that you were not asked to lead the Grace After Meals at this simcha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbi now saw the whole evening in a totally different light. He was no longer angry about what had happened, but he was still far from being happy. The mystery of how to be joyful still had not been solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now let's see what happened to Reb Zusya at this wedding," continued Reb Zusya, who always referred to himself in the third person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Reb Zusya opened his door and saw there was a special delivery messenger standing before him, he couldn't believe his eyes," said the chassid. "To think that Reb Moshe, one of the wealthiest men in the town, should invite Reb Zusya to share in his simcha - and send a messenger to personally deliver the invitation. Such honor! Such kindness! Unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;"Reb Zusya was so overcome with joy for the family," Reb Zusya said, "that when the happy day finally arrived he rushed to the hall two hours before the chuppah to see if he could help with the preparations. Reb Zusya thought he might be asked to chop up some potatoes or season the chicken, but what happened? Reb Moshe asked him to officiate at the chuppah.&lt;br /&gt;"After the ceremony, Reb Zusya hoped he would be able to find a seat at the table," the chassid continued. "But if not, he would be happy to stand in a corner and eat his meal there. He was just about to go look for a seat anywhere, when Reb Moshe took him by the arm and personally escorted him to a fine seat at the head table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waiters suddenly came from this way and that," exclaimed Reb Zusya, "heaping chicken and potatoes and kugel on Reb Zusya's plate. Reb Zusya was so overcome by all this kindness that he just had to get up and thank his host. He blessed the bride and groom with all his heart, and was about to go back to his seat when Reb Moshe stopped him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reb Zusya stopped for a moment in the telling of his tale to brush a tear from his eye. He then shook his head, as if to say that he, too, couldn't belief what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reb Moshe then said such kind words to Reb Zusya," the chassid said, as he wiped yet another tear from his eye. "'Reb Zusya, you're so filled with simcha for my daughter and I,' Reb Moshe said, 'will you please honor me by leading us in the Grace After Meals?'&lt;br /&gt;"Reb Zusya went home so happy that night," the chassid said in conclusion, "but you, my honored rabbi, went home angry and in despair - and the reason why is simple. You expected everything, and so you got nothing. I didn't ask for anything, but I got it all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1309192381272293421?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1309192381272293421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1309192381272293421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1309192381272293421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1309192381272293421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009-new-beginning.html' title='Happy New Year 2009, a new beginning'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4697575290131394455</id><published>2008-12-19T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:47:37.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Star-crossed being</title><content type='html'>JOPP!!!…before I continue do not think that I am any close to have any remote resemblance to star-crossed lovers’ story of Romeo and Juliet. Far far far from it. I’ve recently met a person with whom my star totally crosses his. A “wan san” (in Cantonese, as they call it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team leader (I can just hope that he never discovers this blog). We’ve been working together 4 months already. In the beginning I thought he was a really nice person, being so friendly, chatty, gave very good advice – okay, wait a minute, from the beginning he has only criticized that I do not have good fashion sense, punctuality, no sense of financial control and that I should be so and so yada yada yada. I took them as constructive criticisms. After all, he’s a 1st Class Graduate, a team leader at only 26 years old, a Toastmaster president of some branch and really articulate. He was like the golden boy –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah of late, there are few incidents happening that made me really really changed my mind. A few words to describe him – Arrogant, stingy, master of taichi (in the working culture sense). He could be nice at times (I mean, really I felt that I could chat with him but arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at this time I am not feeling so generous with compliments – he totally kills my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be too petty of me of me to describe each incident (which I still clearly remember) but… sooner or later the bubble will burst – Of late I’ve been showing signs of being really anti-him. I ignore him when he speaks, sarcastic, jelling-jeling him, he has to be ultra-dense not to have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is, both of us share the same birthdate!! (not year, but month and day)…it makes me really doubt horoscopes – the being a Virgo thing, characteristics etc. Boh! But someone did comment how much we are alike – but very friendly, open, very good socializing/communicating skills. That’s about it. I hope, if I were 100% like him, then I must really really be membencikan. No wonder I’ve been gaining enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I absolutely do not share his perfectionist and organized attitude. And God, I hope I am not so critical of one person as he is!!! (and no, I am not a clean person). Does that make me a worse person than him? Having all the bad characteristics and lacking the good ones? Wah lagi-lah teruks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways I just needed to vent. But really really anti-anti-anti-anti-anti-anti him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If one day if I ever write on this blog that I am in love with my team leader, someone tie me up and slap me awake. (oh by the way, we share the same surname too, Tan – how can a Tan be so hateful???? I thought we were nice ppl?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless me also that membencikan. Aihsssssssssssssssssssssssss. HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM HATEHIM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-4697575290131394455?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4697575290131394455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4697575290131394455&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4697575290131394455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4697575290131394455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/12/star-crossed-being.html' title='Star-crossed being'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8517959165678181174</id><published>2008-12-17T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:48:51.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penang'/><title type='text'>Viva Penang!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm so proud of Penang, I don't know why. well, working in a regional office means working with lots of expatriates...it's not that I wasn't proud of Penang before this... lol, I've always harassed the expatriates about going to Penang for good Malaysian food, to which they agree. (obviously...where else lah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing Wiki about Penang and noted the famous Penangites in the list .... hmmm... we do have more outstanding personalities that just weren't in the list...and basically most of the Penang friends that I know now are relatively successful in their respective fields...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're such nice and warm ppl...I can almost instantly click with anyone from Penang. most of the time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) but fact is I'm working in KL...glad that I have Heng and Lin to keep my Penang traits in check...and I've know somemore Penangites recently...and I always give way to cars with "PXX XXX" car plates...cos i know they are sekampung (well although Penangites tend to luan luan cut car queues and weave in and out of lanes...but we're SAFE drivers!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the Christmas spirit and the fact that I'll be back home next week for X'mas...Yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw I will be going to Houston in January...for 3 weeks...company training...i passed my US visa interview so I'll be going to collect my visa laters, then arrange my flights etc...(crosses fingers)...but I'll be missing Chinese New Year for the 2nd time... (this year I was in Italy mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big hug to Penangites that read my blog...and non-Penangite readers...you still get a pat on the shoulder (*wink)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8517959165678181174?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8517959165678181174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8517959165678181174&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8517959165678181174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8517959165678181174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/12/viva-penang.html' title='Viva Penang!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5706991631120142492</id><published>2008-12-10T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:34:26.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitamin M'/><title type='text'>i will be updating my blog more often</title><content type='html'>cos facebook blocked again @ work -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in kuching the last weekend...just came back late last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm turning into a malaysian version rebecca bloomwood (shopaholic) buying loads of junk. you don't wanna know the stuffs i got in kuching - let's just say inclusive of a really rodeo cowboy hat and 4 flowers hats... about 30 necklaces/bracelets...a really cute white pearl necklace... 12 bamboo table runners... a few cool bamboo bags... 4 batiks... some cool spoons, and the list goes on. don't even ask how much i spent - =P my room looked pretty stacked up with things at the moment... HEY it's my christmas shopping!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5706991631120142492?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5706991631120142492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5706991631120142492&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5706991631120142492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5706991631120142492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-be-updating-my-blog-more-often.html' title='i will be updating my blog more often'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6849290787150627591</id><published>2008-11-25T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:59:57.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>X'mas Recession Theme</title><content type='html'>Sing Along Everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better watch out,&lt;br /&gt;You'd better not cry;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better keep cash,&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you why:&lt;br /&gt;Recession is coming to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hitting you once,&lt;br /&gt;It's hitting you twice&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't care if you've been careful and wise&lt;br /&gt;Recession is coming to town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worthless if you've got shares&lt;br /&gt;It's worthless if you've got bonds&lt;br /&gt;It's safe when you've got cash in hand&lt;br /&gt;So keep cash for goodness sake,&lt;br /&gt;HEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better watch out&lt;br /&gt;You'd better not cry&lt;br /&gt;You'd better keep cash&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you why:&lt;br /&gt;Recession is coming to town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance products are confusing&lt;br /&gt;Finance products are so vague&lt;br /&gt;The banks make you bear the cost of risk&lt;br /&gt;So keep out for goodness sake,&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better watch out&lt;br /&gt;You'd better not cry&lt;br /&gt;You'd better keep cash&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you why:&lt;br /&gt;Recession is coming to town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6849290787150627591?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6849290787150627591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6849290787150627591&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6849290787150627591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6849290787150627591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/11/xmas-recession-theme.html' title='X&apos;mas Recession Theme'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6359285570483608942</id><published>2008-11-12T11:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:35:56.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>just thought I would share some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just to keep the blog alive...hehehe these are some pictures of Manukan Island, Kota Kinabalu which I took...there are more...but I'd have to take them from my friends... but Manukan is just incredible! we went snorkeling, sunbathing...swimming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpJjFjIy9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/GktEMiDbm1Q/s1600-h/P1070296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267603581297019858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpJjFjIy9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/GktEMiDbm1Q/s400/P1070296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpID65merI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OcFe34tNYYM/s1600-h/P1070294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601946350877362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpID65merI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/OcFe34tNYYM/s400/P1070294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpIDOm9-4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/1jWQNMeKs68/s1600-h/P1070292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601934461565826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpIDOm9-4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/1jWQNMeKs68/s400/P1070292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601942658373538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpIDtJPV6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/VztoIQRF11Y/s400/P1070293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpIC-JY9EI/AAAAAAAAAw4/4q8a-3VILh8/s1600-h/P1070279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267601930042537026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpIC-JY9EI/AAAAAAAAAw4/4q8a-3VILh8/s400/P1070279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud to be Malaysian -- =) and Sabahans are just so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6359285570483608942?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6359285570483608942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6359285570483608942&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6359285570483608942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6359285570483608942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-thought-i-would-share-some.html' title='just thought I would share some pictures'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SRpJjFjIy9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/GktEMiDbm1Q/s72-c/P1070296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5928340035637528148</id><published>2008-11-11T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:49:08.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>isn't my blog a bit dead?</title><content type='html'>is there something wrong with my Chatbox? which I've just realized...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess one month of hiatus is kinda long...previously i was complaining over being so free, and then facebook's ban in office was lifted...so i was back to being "busy"...and then I really had work to do...now actually lots of work to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some updates: (not necessarily in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went Singapore 3 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;-went kota kinabalu last weekend&lt;br /&gt;-met up with li yuin, sharveena, mei nien, heng, lin&lt;br /&gt;-went back penang for deepavali&lt;br /&gt;-cut my hair super short&lt;br /&gt;-Guztyne got married (one of my close friends/ex-colleague/we both got cheated over same thing once)&lt;br /&gt;-i attended and exhibition for the Week of Italian language in the world... (i met a cute italian there!)&lt;br /&gt;-i've been seriously skipping gym&lt;br /&gt;-i am FAT (finally the reality so so so sank in...i tot i could get away taking pictures with "angles"...but when you are in bikini...there is nothing to hide...OMG i was hideous. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yada yada yada... update soon. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the blog is alive and kicking...let me...compose myself...too much alcohol abuse (by that i mean just a few shots of liquor lol)...too much work...too much food...too much everything...only too little exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muax muax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5928340035637528148?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5928340035637528148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5928340035637528148&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5928340035637528148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5928340035637528148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/11/isnt-my-blog-bit-dead.html' title='isn&apos;t my blog a bit dead?'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-66939636838214295</id><published>2008-10-08T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:37:39.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>talak tau loh</title><content type='html'>gua talak tau, pasai apa makin kija itu kija makin bosan.&lt;br /&gt;entah terlampau manyak pekija atau terlampau sikit kija.&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang pastinya semua olang pun nampak manyak sibuk loh&lt;br /&gt;tak tau sama ada gua seolang sajia yang belum grasp the art of &lt;em&gt;"acting busy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gua tiap-tiap hali email sama itu HP Heng, HP Lin, HP Loke dan Janice loh&lt;br /&gt;meleka maciam manyak busy wor&lt;br /&gt;hailan loh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gua punya team leader pun pandai menyolok&lt;br /&gt;asyik hilang entah ke mana&lt;br /&gt;tapi dia itu team leader ma&lt;br /&gt;gua cuma itu kacang tanah kecik-kecik punya&lt;br /&gt;ataupun itu cacing tanah&lt;br /&gt;ehhh bukan...ikan bilis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah cincai lah&lt;br /&gt;pun dah 3.30pm...tinggal 1.5jam sajia&lt;br /&gt;pun talak tau mau tukar kijia tak sebab sinang sangat&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang pasti gua punya buntut punya lilitan sudah bertambah besaq lo&lt;br /&gt;entah ada kina-mengina dengan itu donat dan kek-kek percuma kat ofis tak&lt;br /&gt;ataupun yoga itu menggemukkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian. salam dan selamat bekija.&lt;br /&gt;(FYI: ini bahasa malaysia generasi gua punya datuk, penang style. tak tau lu faham tak)&lt;br /&gt;etimologi: &lt;em&gt;gua, lu, bikin, sajia (sahaja), kija (kerja), sinang (senang), bini, kina (kena), menyolok (menyorok), hailan (hairan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-66939636838214295?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/66939636838214295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=66939636838214295&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/66939636838214295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/66939636838214295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/10/talak-tau-loh.html' title='talak tau loh'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6407546064359231418</id><published>2008-10-03T08:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:17:07.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><title type='text'>hari raya snippets</title><content type='html'>as i said the last time i went to Genting Highlands' casino, "I will never gamble here again!"...I still gambled lah two days ago...and yesterday...lost RM150. tension giler. no gambling luck lah!...but it was fun to meet up with KZ, Zhuang Ming, Sharon, Chee Wah and esp CSY whom I met "coincidentally"...but now very very sleepy coz 7 of us shared a room...(I brought Joanne with me mah)...the congestion damn bad on the way up, dera my car's tyre oni nia, 1st gear, jam break, 1st gear, jam break. or whatever u call that motion being stuck uphill with thousands of car (luckily i pandai, almost dinner time oni go up...so many cars had  their bonnets up..maybe overheated adi d engines???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch. as i type my arms very painful, on monday i went to gym but till now my arms hurting like crazy. biceps lo. i think i pulled a few muscles. tried a BodyPump class...owwwwwww...like that i rugi lo...one time go gym need one week's rest...like this i ma can go only once a week???  RM50 per session lo like tat...cannot cannot...i must go more, even if just to waste their shower gel and 100Plus... hehe. so die die today i also must go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did my Raya go. great, i guess (other than my loss in the casino, oh yes i am an extremely sore loser when it comes to gambling)...Tuesday night i went to Pavilion for the launch of Coach's new autumn line or something...and I even saw my favourite Malaysian actor who acted in "Her Many Faces" a local drama. don't know his name ar...but in real life...quite disappointing lo...cos he isn't THAT tall one...in the drama macam very the macho wor. but got gf adi...but the gf not pretty...so i bet if i go to another 100 more BodyPump and Yoga classes can rampas him from her adi. lol. joking joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that I went to Velvet (again)..yeah, what happened to my "clubbing is not for me" thing...? eiiii...depends on who you go with mar. My this clubbing kaki Joanne very the entertaining one if you go with her...see her dance whole night also enuff adi...but this time I really had fun! although I didn't really like her snobby friends (and i bet they didn't like me either). I did something scandalous also. muahahaha. the experience was good, no doubt...but don't foresee it happening again soon. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now damn blerrrrr and sleepy. rupa-rupanya going clubbing when you are 21 yrs old and when you are 24 yrs old is totally different. now once club need at least 3 days to recuperate. last time can club till 3am, go supper till 5am, go home, lepak, wait till 7am to go breakfast/dimsum with my xiaoyi and grandparents then only tidur. wah, now...totally cannot. age is catching up ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..back to snobbish ppl story. Actually I cannot understand what is running through these people's minds loh. yalar they are freaking rich, money can "feng" here "feng" there...but hey you are also just a human...personally I know some rich people who are actually nice...but as Heng once told me, yeah the rich people we know (let's say the rich people in Penang), they are rich, but not THAT rich...so it makes the rich penang ppl pale in comparison. wah. i really really anti them. when i become rich, must make sure i don't fall into the "100 most hated people" category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;s&gt; talking &lt;/s&gt; listening to a girl 2 weeks ago for an afterparty at friend's friend's house...I didn't know many of them lah, wah this girl...quite pretty..should be rich also...very the bimbo. Since nobody layan her and my friend was busy talking to another person, so I also go social with her a bit. WAH mentensionkan, she started talking about her choice of manicure, the pretty design she picked, the massage she just had that day, and her hair treatment yada yada yada yada. god, i listened to her for 15 minutes i really cannot layan already. luckily she's pretty so got another guy who was willing to listen to her. gosh i was wondering if all those rich ppl's girlfriends are that way. *YAWN max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, it made me realise how much I love my real friends. other than 2 quite close KL friends, I think generally I don't even like KL people. oops (are any of my readers KLites?). so materialistic...and can be seriously boring!!! at least we have our syok sendiri jokes and it's so comfy being around my friends. you could just talk and share. Monday night I went for duck rice with Heng and Lin (my dear Pg kakis) and it was just so nice, just laughing over stupid things, and the whole dinner costed only RM30, and we pay ourselves our parts lah...Tuesday night I went to a posh Chinese restaurant, 7 dishes, costing RM300++ for 7 people and got people belanja sumore, but I didn't even enjoy it one bit. mentensionkan instead. cos i also felt awkward mar, i'm not those high-class socialite kinda person. low-class-do-siasuei-things laidback scenario socializing I can lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me think &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RICH PEOPLE ARE NOT NECESSARILY HAPPY. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so must prioritize my goals again adi..........haiyo. me and my neverending "prioritizing" that has been on top of my to-do list for some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy weekend peeps. and just wanna say I love all of you loads! Abbasso i ricchi!! (Down with the rich--in italian haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6407546064359231418?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6407546064359231418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6407546064359231418&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6407546064359231418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6407546064359231418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-snippets.html' title='hari raya snippets'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5866695130276728720</id><published>2008-09-29T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:41:48.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>...Maaf zahir batin ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the Muslim readers...and non-Muslim ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the holidays, the best thing is the fact that there are barely any cars on the roads today! yesssssss!!! took me 15 mins to reach workplace instead of the usual 45 minutes, i mean if I bertolak from home at 7.30am lah. yay yay...yay yay... (*pumps hand in the air)...hence the good mood today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I have to work this Friday lah (cos no leave mah..sigh sigh...) but as long as don't have to be stuck in the jam can adi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5866695130276728720?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5866695130276728720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5866695130276728720&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5866695130276728720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5866695130276728720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7963090342139479545</id><published>2008-09-26T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:03:51.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>thank god it's friday</title><content type='html'>time just flies...!!! dengan tak disangka i've worked here 1.5 months. also earned sorta gaji buta till now. well, occasionally i do have things to do as per my job description, but rarely...rarely... yesterday kena sound from the evil Team Leader also. but that's my fault lah for not doing what I was told to. blah blah. but i insaf adi, i'm the "once bitten twice shy" kinda person. so now must remember what i've been told to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much progress about the part-time for the italian guy i mentioned, guess he's really tied up with his stuffs as well. but slowly lah, me also tied up doing nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna share this pic, taken during my bd 2-3 weeks ago...actually got a bunch of pics (with Heng, Lin and their respective abangs) but they're in my laptop...this one coz Lin's abang took one, so emailed me loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250175110873818642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SNxeclw7JhI/AAAAAAAAAwk/H6R1IZpPME4/s400/IMG_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you darlings! (oh arent those 2 big candles and 1 small one? hehehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm going to fill up my weekend meaningfully...am going to start tutoring my cousin chiayee (who's in Form 2)...hopefully i dont embarass myself by not recalling to solve even simple math!!! (it's true, the older u get, the more you learn, the more you forget), and in between helping at my aunt's restaurant...and meeting up with friends occasionally. how i wish i had dates instead of meeting up with old friends instead. hahaha (joking k, later kena boycott from my friends here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment, am still sorting out my long term goal/short term goal (with reference to my previous "how do you measure success" post)...still have not decided which one is for me...but i really need to decide...i dont understand why i am so free but yet i procrastinate so much...oh well...we are allowed to dwell in our miseries once in a while (call it a..."down phase")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend people...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7963090342139479545?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7963090342139479545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7963090342139479545&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7963090342139479545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7963090342139479545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-god-its-friday.html' title='thank god it&apos;s friday'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SNxeclw7JhI/AAAAAAAAAwk/H6R1IZpPME4/s72-c/IMG_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-265167850877722701</id><published>2008-09-24T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:32:09.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Suffering...</title><content type='html'>there are many times when we have to suffer in life, in different phases in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a child, when sebat/hentam from parents for being naughty...&lt;br /&gt;as a schoolgoing child, having to carry so many books to school etc..&lt;br /&gt;as a uni student, having to study 4 exams/cram so much info into such a little brain/assignments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course, suffering from stress, too much workload yada yada. i graduated d, so no more studying/student life stress kan? am in the working phase stress now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of us, at least among us who keep regular hours at work (9-6, 8-5 etc) email each other at work. Lin is suffering over her weekend duties, Heng is suffering over her super permintaan tinggi boss that gives her gunungs, Loke emailed to say that she is suffering because everytime near public holiday sure got issue one (work related of course). of course i kena "shoot" that I am the free-iest and work-less among all of us (at the moment)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, who say...I'm also suffering what...from boredom. and in the working world ladder, that's the highest stage of suffering, which is suffering out of boredom. hahaha. =P (i think in cantonese it's called "sai meng"/ menjemur nyawa??) lol lol. joking only lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: but today i have another suffering also, which is suffering from pain due to my weekly Tuesday "Torture Day" for my Advanced Level Yoga Session where my teacher and her students engage in an hour of melipat-lipat their badans and god-knows-what-poses. Wahaha, I'm one step closer to being one of them adi. Ouchhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, back to suffering guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/s: oh and I did go to Velvet/Zouk last weekend after all. hehe. but really not my cup of tea already lah. my old age cannot handle it...i think i'll take up knitting or some stitchwork....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-265167850877722701?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/265167850877722701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=265167850877722701&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/265167850877722701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/265167850877722701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/suffering.html' title='Suffering...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-2892754604825895761</id><published>2008-09-19T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:03:38.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>so how do you measure success?</title><content type='html'>I was talking to &lt;a href="http://www.charngyee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charng&lt;/a&gt; (via email of course since she's in Sg - dengan bahagianya) and I was asking her how does a woman measure success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) to have a high-flying career (meeting clients, having a jet-setting friends, she knows everyone, everyone knows her) but coming home to an empty house every evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather to have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) a normal job (maybe clerical job...or maybe my job as a quotations analyst hahaaha which keeps regular office hours) life very unhappening but going home to a loving husband and kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the monotonous lifestyle that I lead in KL...but i'm starting to think that option (2) is much more appealing. Hell, even Charng the superwoman thinks it. and us just being 24! But isn't it nice to go home, and the husband provides for you...and you finding yourself looking forward to going home everyday, to cook for your family (and them appreciating the food and its all happy and meriah)??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it's not so ideal as we think lah. its not like the husband is always so appreciative...and the kids will complain about the food, and you argue over financial matters...then there's the washing, ironing, helping children with homework (worse still, if still baby have to breastfeed, feed baby change diapers middle of the night)  but still im sure there must be some kebahagiaan-ness in it right???? see...got some; like Ayah that speaks happily (sometimes a bit kecil hati-ly) of his kids, and Nyonya Penang who speaks of her 2 kids etc etc. Nice u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me...in my blog what do I talk of? lately of nothing lah. very routine. recently joined gym so can talk about how out of form i am, how the whole body hurts, how i am aging (macam all complaints ajer)...i wake up 6.40am-7am in the morning, take a bath, get stuck in the jam till Jalan Tun Razak, go work (or pretending to work), go lunch (walk out under scorching sun, sometimes meredah hujan), then continue &lt;s&gt;pretending&lt;/s&gt; to work, then wait till 5pm...drive back sesak-sesak, then back home. lately got additional activity, so go gym awhile...then lately my HPC Monday dinner gang not free, so I don't meet them for dinner...then finally...about 8-9pm, i reach home...to an empty home (got my uncle's gf ar, but we don't talk much to each other)...I eat my dinner, take a bath, then i hid in my room, watch repeatedly my animes/italian movies (i bet a few more rounds and i can act out some scened in &lt;strong&gt;La Vità è Bella &lt;/strong&gt;d) then go sleep...then next day the same...weekends lagi teruks although it's nice to see different people at my aunt's restaurant and to talk with my aunt, uncle and cousins, yet...something is missing. I don't know what. Sense of belonging, maybe? They could make do with or without me, so it doesn't matter if I appear or not...gym...I could talk to people but communication barrier I don't like to attempt to speak in my broken Cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes lah it's the time of the month where you feel all down and depressed loh. I miss Penang. And I've just started working for 1 month + 1 week... I need some goal and motivation lei...Maybe I should re-enter the world of clubbing again...but not safe to go home after clubbing lah. sigh. what do i need what do i need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think my boss detected me blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued... (happy weekend guys!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm sure things will get better soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-2892754604825895761?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/2892754604825895761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=2892754604825895761&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2892754604825895761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2892754604825895761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-how-do-you-measure-success.html' title='so how do you measure success?'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-494374242062801563</id><published>2008-09-17T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:03:31.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>so so mouliu</title><content type='html'>...until that I Google myself. hehe. found several entries. to this blog...to my Facebook...lol. cos now boss is back ar...even worse, have to pretend to look bz. but in actual fact really nth to do mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for the Power Yoga session again. naturally my body hurting like crazy again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aihs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog very dull hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, recently i got in touch with an italian guy, so i might working part-time for him (decent job ok!) so can polish up my long-forgotten italian lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...back to pretending to work...everyone have a great day ahead!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-494374242062801563?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/494374242062801563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=494374242062801563&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/494374242062801563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/494374242062801563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-so-mouliu.html' title='so so mouliu'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3721864488460488739</id><published>2008-09-10T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:25:49.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>whole body is hurting...</title><content type='html'>not that I did anything interesting or what lah, that's why didn't update my blog... I want to post about past travels, but resizing images at work would be wrong...lol...and too obvious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I was reading thru some blogs of friends, some who are traveling at the moment, it's really nice to read about their escapades or their adventures, without a care in the world (of course, there are some who travel within budget, like me!)...so i'm still adamant to post one of these days about Sicilia (chapter 3 lol) and the rest of Italy and the other countries that I've been to. if not a bit wasted to keep some really nice pics to myself right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...now that I am actually working I feel so bored, but when I was in Italy I felt useless. I don't know which is worse. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of volunteering somewhere, but in a way I feel like I don't have much time to myself to do things that I personally like...weekends I meet up with friends...sometimes during weekdays as well lah...then if not I go to aunt's restaurant to help out...otherwise it's not like I have loads of free time or what also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...hence...the only times that I actually have time is from 6pm-11pm (approx. 5 hours) to do what I want. it's not much, but it's a good 25 hours (5 x 5 days)... so...I've decided to join a gym!!! yes lah, to get back to my infamous &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZAMAN KEGEMILANGAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...where everything that was supposed to be small, is small...what is supposed to be rounded and perky is rounded and perky. lol. now sure lah, all out of shape...but as I always said, Round IS a shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started 2 days ago. 1st day i just jalan 1 hour only...ytd did Pilates and Yoga...today badan very sakit so going to let it recuperate a bit...cos too long didn't berexercise d, so need to get my body into the exercising mode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now the sakit kepala also come d...the 2 days that i went to the gym, the next mornings I had super cravings for nasi lemak..yeah had nasi lemak for breakfast yesterday and today...not exactly helping to reach my goal ah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh so anyways its the yoga and pilates that's making my whole body ache all over lah. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3721864488460488739?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3721864488460488739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3721864488460488739&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3721864488460488739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3721864488460488739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-body-is-hurting.html' title='whole body is hurting...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7810758902424473451</id><published>2008-09-04T08:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:04:57.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>no need to worry d loh!</title><content type='html'>....cos Facebook is already blocked in my company. probably 99.9% of the ppl here spend their idle them on FB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of problem. problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i don't have to think of the fact that I don't have the time to update my blog liao hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7810758902424473451?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7810758902424473451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7810758902424473451&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7810758902424473451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7810758902424473451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-need-to-worry-d-loh.html' title='no need to worry d loh!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5963096176819887129</id><published>2008-09-03T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:33:36.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>phaiseh tak update blog</title><content type='html'>itu facebook punya pasal lah. akhirnya i dipressurekan to join facebook also cos it's the only way i could keep in touch with some ppl i met in italy...and of course most of the ppl are using facebook d...friendster is considered obsolete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'm like so bored at work so im clicking Refresh every 5 minutes on my hotmail account and facebook. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cannot juggle two things at one time ar...i have not even uploaded the pics that i wanted to in facebook, just a few from my barcelona trip... and neither for my chapter 3 of Sicilia in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i was back in Penang during the merdeka weekend, but didn't have the time to meet up with anyone except family cos i reached like, Saturday night... spent 2 days with my cousin to shop for some working clothes ar (since i got my 1st paycheque d)...after much pain...i got a few items lo. the past 3 weeks i look absolutely chan at work. now still chan, but less chan d. hehehe. now my wallet very painful ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies lah. even though there isnt much to do at work...cant wait to actually be doing work...starting to feel very nonsensical d...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5963096176819887129?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5963096176819887129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5963096176819887129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5963096176819887129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5963096176819887129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/09/phaiseh-tak-update-blog.html' title='phaiseh tak update blog'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5754177426189905544</id><published>2008-08-17T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:00:25.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Taormina, Sicilia</title><content type='html'>Actually Taormina is around the same area as Etna wan...But never mind lah...Still considered different area, but they are adik-beradik lah. as I prepare to blog this I kept thinking about the lovely times in Italy. Yes there was some point when I was traveling that I said to myself "This is getting ridiculously time wasting. I can't wait to get home and start earning money!!!" Actually when that thought occurred me, I must've been out of my mind. How could working be nicer than traveling??? Mind you...now I have just started working 4 days only...Itupun without doing anything productive..when the workload starts piling up...ho ho ho. sure tension giler wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, the 1.5 months i'm back here, I have not touched my digital camera. Don't know where I threw it already lor...wait...got...the other day 08.08.08 me and my xiaoyi got take the camera to capture some shots of us in the new house. shortlasting happiness lah. didn't get to fully enjoy the comfort of the new house, have to come KL work d...now living in a mini-room at Uncle's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okla dont want to talk about sad things d...So this is Taormina, with the famous Teatro Greco...it's quite high up so you could get a really amazing view of Mt.Etna, its surroundings, the sea...amazing scenery from the greek theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5hrg3WI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cDzGrVXOQ70/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5hrg3WI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cDzGrVXOQ70/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235155179646541154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teatro greco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcDTrb5KsI/AAAAAAAAAwc/RDKP94EzM3Q/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcDTrb5KsI/AAAAAAAAAwc/RDKP94EzM3Q/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235156728453606082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well teatre would mean that during the ancient times (I'm not sure how ancient lah) the greeks used to use thi s a teather for performances etc. Note the green field on the top right picture...not field..its like rows of seats lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then after that we went to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;centro storico &lt;/span&gt;(apparently all the touristy italian cities have their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;centro storici/historic centers &lt;/span&gt;like the center where all the churches are lo. This one is really lovely...very...Sicilian feeling...We did capture a video, which one has to see to fully menghayati this city. It was pretty packed with tourists...and the alleys have those cute restaurants selling their sicilian specialties. Sicilians pride on their cuisine, using lots of spices like cinnamon and citrus fruits in their dishes. They are, after all, no 1 producer for citrus fruits like oranges and lemons in Italy. They have so many types of them...but when we went it was practically summer so there weren't many types..cos oranges are like, winter fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5mjFtUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/CAhS88PgfeE/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5mjFtUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/CAhS88PgfeE/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235155180953384258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Centro storico in Taormina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB505fJjI/AAAAAAAAAwM/ziEwZaeMff8/s1600-h/teatrogreco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB505fJjI/AAAAAAAAAwM/ziEwZaeMff8/s400/teatrogreco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235155184805422642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We took the chance to try one of their local  specialties, Arancino. It's like a fried rice ball stuffed with ragù, meat, peas and mozzarella. Yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5-x2F3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/K7RMNndOET4/s1600-h/waiters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5-x2F3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/K7RMNndOET4/s400/waiters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235155187457726322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After that we discovered something more yummy than the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Arancini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, the waiters selling the Arancini *wink wink. Remember I said that Sicilians were the cutest??? there are countless numbers of this type looking of guys in Sicilia heeheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next would be Chapters for Siracusa and Catania and Isola d'Ortigia....eh btw, not I approach the guys to take pics wan k...oklah not they approach me to take pics also wan...but my friend Selina go ask them to take pictures together...then I just tumpang bahagia...weiiii got Italians ask me to take pictures with them also ok...next chapter only show you the picture hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5754177426189905544?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5754177426189905544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5754177426189905544&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5754177426189905544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5754177426189905544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-2-taormina-sicilia.html' title='Chapter 2: Taormina, Sicilia'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SKcB5hrg3WI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cDzGrVXOQ70/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-26902066334298231</id><published>2008-08-15T07:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:24:10.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>I have started working!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was supposed to blog about my Sicilian chapter two since a few weeks ago right? I also can’t remember anymore. But anyways as my title indicates, I have started working 3 days ago. Today would be my 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; day here. Nice also ar. I am working at Jalan Tun Razak lah. (kenot disclose the company and exact location lah later will kena...u know lah they made me sign this confidentiality thingy) Also with my amazing fan base later kena stalk leh?? (who says got fan base, sigh my fanclub is on the verge of gulung tikar d)...But so far so good. 3 days straight I managed to reach on time, this is the thing that I worry about the most lah since the place that I am currently staying, Taman Connaught in Cheras is famous for its traffic jam...and I work from 8am-5pm. Good also lah the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;working hours, had it been from &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="9"&gt;9am-6pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; sure jam giler kena teruk-teruk haha.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So far my boss i.e. the one who hired me is not around at the moment, in fact he will only come back to the office mid-Sept. Wahey!!! Means bahagia for almost 1 month without supervision...but got no tasks also will tension lah. Oh got my team leader take care of me. Nice guy, friendly, talks a lot, maybe talks too much also...I mean for a team leader lah. But then I probably talk more than him, at least the things he say kinda makes sense...got substance...better than me tin kosong wan haha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The floor I work at consists of mostly expatriates cos it is a regional office. There is another office for &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; on another floor above mine, that one are all Malaysians lor. But anyway so far I haven’t spoken to any of the expats except for Hi-Bye. Even my boss also expat...my Team Leader is M’sian lah. My colleagues also are quite friendly lah. =) but don’t know I gave good or bad impression lah so far. I look so fat in my working clothes!! Mentensionkan! Sumore kena one huge zit on my forehead. Like, red and humongous type wan which can be noticed 1km away...since the very 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; day till now. Getting worse sumore. Haha. So much for my hope to look gorgeous on 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; day loh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I feel so exhausted lah everyday. It’s not like I am so productive at work also. Go in at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="8"&gt;8am&lt;/st1:time&gt; then wait for lunch d. And this job won’t require me to actually travel also. I mean, to meet clients etc. Basically I will only be liaising with internal customers. What to do lah, slow slow. Takkan from 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; day of work want to get high profile job d meh. Insya-Allah I target in 1 years’ time get good review, then see what kind of career advancement lo. Must work hard...cannot Facebook so much...I macam let my Team Lead see me FB also I don’t care...he see me play email email with company email and my hotmail also he don’t care...but sad thing is MSN is blocked in the company. Sigh. Can IM (instant messaging) with the rest of the company’s ppl worldwide only. Worst thing is I haven’t seen lengzais so far. Wait I get my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; salary 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; then I will sign up with a gym to langsingkan my badan again lo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Okla.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; Back to work (eh I wrote this from home ok, not I menyalahgunakan company property yahs)...happy weekend to all. My Chapter 2:Sicilia will come soon lah..so stay tuned...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/s: Janice my office got 2 Venezuelans but I can’t remember my Spanish anymore so I didn’t even attempt to strike up a conversation with them hahaha phaiseh lah I have wasted our Francisco’s titik peluh to teach us Spanish. See got time then I will pick up again Spanish lah. The chances of me bumping into a Spanish speaking fella in my office is way higher than bumping into an Italian speaking punya. Hahahaha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-26902066334298231?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/26902066334298231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=26902066334298231&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/26902066334298231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/26902066334298231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-started-working.html' title='I have started working!!!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5416517804785834476</id><published>2008-08-07T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T02:46:59.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nth'/><title type='text'>tv addict...</title><content type='html'>Must apologize la my janji to post up about my 'traveling chronicles' tak tertunai. still stuck on chapter I:Etna...coming up supposed to be Taormina, Catania, Isola D'Ortigia, Messina, Siracusa...I mean for my trip to Sicily lah...so harap sabar yeah kengkawan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sebagaimana yang u guys tau kan..I've &lt;strike&gt;been jobless&lt;/strike&gt; been back from Italy for 1 month and 1 week d...so basically...recap: I left my job as an Aircraft Design Engineer (which I worked for only 4months) and rejected a job offer from Petronas (which I am now waiting to be sued) to go Italy...ada scholarship kan...so why not? hehehe. Ooohhh ok ok..so just wanna stress on the fact that I came back penniless la. Except for the bunch of Euro coins lah....and some notes lah. So since I am so busy menanam anggur kan kat umah...earning the measly RM15-RM30 gaji from the kopitiam (which usually I finish spending on dinners...wait..last week spent RM150 shopping for working clothes)...so maklumlah a penganggur like me don't go out much lah...if don't go out...then can do what? makan makan and tengok tv lo...oh...and bake...i've so far made twice tiramisu d...(the ingredients mahal giler...my kopitiam salary dihabiskan to buy the ingredients also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I so busy kan watching tv...after a hard day's work at kopitiam, I chill out with 7pm's Surgeon Bong...then pause for dinner...then with Lu Ding Ji...also dont know what the drama's name also...then 9.45pm's Her Many Faces...followed by the lawyer drama then finally Age of Glory...by the time I finish watching also 12.30am d...then now hor...since too free...now catching up So You Think You can Dance II on 8Tv's webportal lo...from Episode 1 u noe...now at Episode 6 d...yawwwwwwwwwwwwwnnnnnnnn so mouliu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5416517804785834476?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5416517804785834476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5416517804785834476&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5416517804785834476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5416517804785834476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/08/tv-addict.html' title='tv addict...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8135286945412518039</id><published>2008-07-29T01:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:39:15.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>ilham sudah datang..chapter 1: Etna, Sicilia</title><content type='html'>Finally I am starting to post my traveling chronicles...I was traveling quite some bit in Europe/Italy, but it was pretty hectic going from a place to one, then arranging the pictures, getting the pix from the rest, and the rearranging..deleting redundant ones, deleting the ones I looked ugly...then ones I looked fat...the ones with irrelevant people yada yada yada in the end I just give up and keep looking at the pictures and deleting them. Finally I have finished with the ones with Sicily so voila...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recap a bit 1st...I was in Sicily (Sicilia) from 1st May- 4th May..almost 3 months ago d...FYI, Sicily is an island located on the south of Italy, its biggest island and arguably the prettiest. in my humble opinion lah. due to one MAJOR factor  and one that I really have to stress on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SICILIANS ARE THE CUTEST ITALIANS IN ITALY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious wan!!! No kidding...I mean generally Italians are good looking, I swear that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;even the tukang buang sampah also lengzai wan&lt;/span&gt;...but the ones from Sicily are even cuter than average Italians...according to my teacher, Sicily used to be dominated by Arabs, Spanish yada yada...so they have some Arabic features..tanned skin...and clear eyes..dark hair...*sighing blissfully...and they are very vain wan...very dressed up. absolutely to die for. I personally only know one Sicilian but to me he is relatively cute adi (the one who was in my post for my farewell party, Francesco is Sicilian)...hehe...so girls...u all know where to go lah when u visit italy...and guys...u know where to avoid lah to not terasa kedudukan tergugat...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I shall start with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Etna"&gt;Mt.Etna&lt;/a&gt;. It is the largest active volcano in Europe...We went there like, 1 week before the latest eruption. Lucky also lah when we went tarak eruption...if not now I will be a bbq hooiching d...but Mount Etna was amazing, treading our way up to some of the craters...but quite windy lah. anyway click on the hyperlink to know more about Mt.Etna lah. =) Here are some pics of Mount Etna!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(please click to enlarge the images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I0x6OsjI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5O5orsjur74/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I0x6OsjI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5O5orsjur74/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228125920267514418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I1NJ28FI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1xlXLv3dE3A/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I1NJ28FI/AAAAAAAAAvc/1xlXLv3dE3A/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228125927580823634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I1nwXxQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Zdb01-euTYE/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I1nwXxQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Zdb01-euTYE/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228125934721680642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as promised I got do my yoga ok...at least at most locations lah when I travel hehehe. I went to this trip with a busload of my university mates (the 210Euro 4 day trip organizzed by my university)...but basically we are always in a group of four. Me, Selina (my Chinese housemate), Mariana (my Mexican classmate later turned into my travelmate to Florence, Liverpool, Sardenia, Pisa, Naples, Gubbio haha) and Kasia (my super stylish and drama queen Polish classmate who is just absolutely classy and gorgeous)... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st volcano that I ever stepped my foot on...Last time when I went Bali, I did go to see Mt. Batur...but from the restaurant nia wor...this one different..sumore get to climb up...and posing here and there...not many climbed up lah cos quite slippery...and cable car damn expensive and long Q...but whatever it is, the view was amazing and plain worthed it. But of course...it was high up in the 1st place, so the bus took us up till the peak of the mountain la, then we only climbed the craters... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will continue my chronicles every nite b4 I sleep lah...tiring u know working at my grandpa's kopitiam...knowing how "lucrative" my job is. haha. but now my aunt pulih d the penyakit...so I can sleep till 11.30am..then help till 4pm-5pm like that...probably start my new job 11th august kut...nite nite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8135286945412518039?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8135286945412518039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8135286945412518039&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8135286945412518039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8135286945412518039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/07/ilham-sudah-datangchapter-1-etna.html' title='ilham sudah datang..chapter 1: Etna, Sicilia'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SI4I0x6OsjI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5O5orsjur74/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7552468664773140247</id><published>2008-07-24T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:34:10.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>no more berkulat at home!</title><content type='html'>oklah since i kena shoot by my friends asking why I did not prepare for the interviews...i have good news...I've been offered a job! by the company of the 1st interview I went to..itu oil and gas punya.. i also shocked. but i also got pray larrrr...hoping that they really really really need ppl... or they didnt have much of a choice since not many applied for the position. hehe. and i got berbuat baik u know. the night before the interview, I at at Nando's and the cashier gave me an extra RM10 for the change. I sumore told the girl "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cik u gave me extra RM10 lah" &lt;/span&gt;...so...buat baik dibalas baik... amitabha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the job will not be technical lor. Quotations analyst. I mean..the job required an engineering degree...but I dont think it will be very technical also. but good also la. if too technical also i will end up suffering...and the pay is not bad...more than I expected also. So I'm now just waiting for the offer letter...then review the benefits...the interviewer basically emailed me about the basic benefits d..so i think okay wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since i came back from KL this monday...for the past 3 days I have been abused max. Exploited! My aunt who works at the coffee shop is sick, so I had to substitute her cos ...I don't really have a choice. My grandparents and mom and aunt asked me to..so must give face right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I HAVE BEEN WORKING FROM 6.45am to 5pm...or 5.30pm...means 11 hours lidat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;U know how much my ahkong gave me ar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just to entertain me...RM30...means tak sampai RM3/hour also. very the kolian lor. if not usually i help 12pm-2pm nia..but tmr also same case..have to wake up so early...haihs...but good also la. free workout. run sampai berpeluh-peluh. cos waiting for new maid to arrive ma. so meanwhile my fate is worse than even of an indon maid's...i very confident that i lost some weight d..no 2 kgs also 1 kg lo..kesian me.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...sekian sahaja kali ini. so i am now blogging from my brother's hairdressing shop to prepare for my new job this 1st august. i think so la starting 1st august...but in the meantime..i must pamper myself at my bro's shop. i will curl my hair. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SIhoSFvNanI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jVSmRCZfpRg/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SIhoSFvNanI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jVSmRCZfpRg/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226542027550583410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happily waiting for my hair to be curled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/15221294-7552468664773140247?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7552468664773140247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7552468664773140247&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7552468664773140247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7552468664773140247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-more-berkulat-at-home.html' title='no more berkulat at home!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SIhoSFvNanI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jVSmRCZfpRg/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4023075150235893900</id><published>2008-07-21T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:05:31.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>the kemouliuan being jobless</title><content type='html'>jobless for 3 weeks d. starting to feel pathetic. boo hoo hoo. guess what, last Friday I went for 2 interviews... not bad leh..so fast oredi attend 2 interviews in KL...but also i think mati dengan ugly-nya lah. tak tinggal mayat also. sedihhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well apparently i met some big shot guy during my flight back Dubai-KL who somehow hooked me up for an interview in a big oil and gas company...but i did not treasure the opportunity lah. ruined the interview completely. i went there to goreng goreng oni and chit chat with the guy who interviewed me. haha. he cringed when he heard my responses...although he appreciated my sense of humour...i dont think it will land me a job. hahaha. I give myself credit being able to handle the interviewers without being nervous though. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the 2nd interview..I emailed my resume in the morning and got a call immediately the same afternoon. I was like, no prob, I can attend the interview tomorrow...can wan...thinking of killing 2 birds with one stone. nampaknya there is this saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you don't prepare for an interview, you are done for. Don't think u can kelentong or goreng-goreng"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2nd interview lagi mampus. I was only briefed which company I will be vying a position for half an hour before the scheduled interview. Worse of all...tire company...worse of all...very technical wan...and the WORST part: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahhhh...later you will be tested some questions on mathematics and physics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATI&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MATI. hehe. I dengan glamornya filled in the blanks in the paper that i was given 4 questions which I texted my coursemate for the answers...with my description...probably the answers were wrong also. when the interviewer asked me why I answered the questions like this and like that..I was like...yeahhh I remember studying sumtin like that..based on instincts... hehe&lt;br /&gt;DEAD lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they looked entertained at least. all 4 of the interviewers in the 2nd company. dont know entertained ker of frustrated maximum. I would say the latter. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sekian sahajalah of my kisah interview CHAPTER 1: DISASTER. back to penang d now...but all is not lost. at least I managed to meet up with Abang Buyong and Abang Ken and ex-colleagues and HP Heng and HP Lin...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-4023075150235893900?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4023075150235893900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4023075150235893900&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4023075150235893900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4023075150235893900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/07/kemouliuan-being-jobless.html' title='the kemouliuan being jobless'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-361229579575120902</id><published>2008-07-11T00:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T03:03:28.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>back 10 days, farewell pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, janice thinks I should be updating my blog. Well the fact is that I have been back exactly 10 days and I have not done anything productive. I had KFC 3 times for dinner so far and laksa every single day that I have been back in Penang. I stayed 3 days in KL parasiting at Lin's house and then 1 day at my aunt's restaurant. I got back to Penang 1 week ago lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After sleeping sooooooooo much I finally forced myself to update my resume. Yes...jobhunting. Sigh. The last time I hunted for a job was last year before graduating. So I didn't get to really goyang kaki at home prior to working. All hectic hectic schedule. Always. &lt;i&gt;Sempre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now goyang 10 days I also feel very mouliu d...but still must ikut the procedure by writing resume. Sigh. 9 months in Italy sumore killed my English d. Want to construct a sentence in English also damn mengkillingkan my braincells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But slowly adapting back to my lifestyle in Malaysia la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1) In Italy, lights out max at 1am...here 5am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2) In Italy, face no zits wan cos seldom eat spicy or fried food. Here I only eat spicy AND fried food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3) In Italy, I am considered thin and petite. Here I am miniKingKong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;etc etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At first it was very difficult for me to speak in Malay again, due to the similarity of Italian language and our Bahasa Melayu in the sukukatas...but after 1 week..ok d lor...but the faster I pick up my malay again, the quicker i forget my italian...sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh here are some pics of the farewell party I had 2 days before I left...that would be 27th June..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought some chips and refreshments...I cooked some nuggets and made sushi with my Ukrainian friend Oksana!~ Hehe...oh by the way...our party was "Festa sulla balcone" means we hosted it on our big balcony...we had the stars sparkling and the moon shining upon us,we set up our own sound system with my Chinese housemate's subwoofer...and we bought lots of wines and some amaretto... of course...I didn't drink at all..except fruit juice. hehehe but the rest were totally tipsy...at least, some of them. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVR9Vof1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/p8HkwwE5DEY/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVR9Vof1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/p8HkwwE5DEY/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221454584994103122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;View from our balcony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSDx3HhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Tbvt9hXh094/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSDx3HhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Tbvt9hXh094/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221454586723114514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;Mariana and Ciccio (Francesco) being my only English speaking friends in Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s400/housemates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221454588125208418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My lovely housemates...&lt;br /&gt;L to R: Selina and Helen (China), Nadia (Morocco), Dora and Milena (Italy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVSJAJX2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/Gu5EWP2Utm4/s1600-h/housemates.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZYDgfMiKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/-AStbAmlwLw/s1600-h/classmates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZYDgfMiKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/-AStbAmlwLw/s400/classmates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221457635266300066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of the wonderful people I met in class...&lt;br /&gt;Oksana (Ukraine), my piccolino Alejandro (Colombia),&lt;br /&gt;Merhnaz and Solhmaz (Iran), Mariana (Mexico)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I really enjoyed the evening because at the end, I received a very very pleasant surprise. For this I must thank 2 persons in particular. Cannot tell lor. HPC u all know lar d hor... Hahaha. But anyways, my housemates were great throughout the 9 months I lived there, I learnt Italian at an incredible pace thanks to Dora, Milena and Nadia, not to mention my Mandarin from my Chinese housemates....But now got one small conflict with one of them...nothing big, it will be resolved soon. And the classmates I met...I'll upload more photos soon, with my Korean classmate and ahhh Jiji, Lili and Kostantinos of other occasions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 3am d...time to go to sleep again. Today I discovered the 57th zit to pop up ever since i got back 10days ago on my nose. sigh. Toodles~&lt;br /&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/15221294-361229579575120902?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/361229579575120902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=361229579575120902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/361229579575120902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/361229579575120902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-10-days.html' title='back 10 days, farewell pics'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SHZVR9Vof1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/p8HkwwE5DEY/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5559148607976293634</id><published>2008-06-30T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:29:40.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>In dubai now</title><content type='html'>9 months ago on 15th October blogged this post...from KL-Rome...now the other way..just took a 5 hour flight from Rome to Dubai..in another 7 hours will be in KL liaoooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5559148607976293634?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5559148607976293634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5559148607976293634&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5559148607976293634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5559148607976293634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-dubai-now.html' title='In dubai now'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1814643000596630820</id><published>2008-06-23T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:10:51.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>I'm coming home</title><content type='html'>These days I will not be able to update..wait..i haven't been since the past few weeks anyway hehe. I owe this blog millions of pics! arghhhhhh... but i havent sorted them out yet..done some small trips in may and june. busy as a bee (lansi hor heheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you guys back in malaysia lah...leaving 29th June. couldnt postpone my flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week got exams lo. finally got exams after 8 months...but not really studying also. cos i assumed that i will have till 8th july so mentally not prepared to leave yet. and with all my sampahs also..very hard to pack. eh eh eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah will update as soon as i can, hopefully before i depart from italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao baci...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1814643000596630820?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1814643000596630820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1814643000596630820&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1814643000596630820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1814643000596630820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-coming-home.html' title='I&apos;m coming home'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6744830950991511158</id><published>2008-06-18T07:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:18:15.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>forza italia!</title><content type='html'>can hear the whole of italy cheering when pirlo and rossi scored, watched the match from my apartment..apart from the fact that one of my italian flatmates was cursing and screaming with joy and frustration thruout the 93 minutes... cool also lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from liverpool. bwahahaha. finally had my pilgrimage to anfield d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry lack of updates lah. kinda tension about the flight ticket back to malaysia. now tentatively 29th june..or 8th july..if 29th june..then it's too soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhh. but the agency has not succeeded in changing my ticket yet to 8th july..less than 2 weeks away u know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6744830950991511158?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6744830950991511158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6744830950991511158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6744830950991511158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6744830950991511158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/06/forza-italia.html' title='forza italia!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7202609056917678288</id><published>2008-06-04T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:37:19.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>Can I seriously say I'm sick of traveling? i know it sounds very arrogant and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lansi, &lt;/span&gt;but I seriously do not want to go anywhere anymore. I just want to go back to Malaysia, even if when I go back I'll have to pay RM2.70 for the car fuel. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I was in Naples and I went to Capri Island also...beautiful...and also beautifully expensive. Now everything feels and looks expensive to me. sien. all also want to cheat my money nia. okayyyyy...so most of the money are not mine, with compliments from the italian govt for the scholarship...but i've RM4k that's mine ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can see that the number of pictures i take at places i visit lately have reduced significantly, like 400% less..meaning 4 times less..or sth like that lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now going to pack my stuffs and going to Pisa later, parting for Sardinia island tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed giler now don't know when is my flight back to malaysia..my request to change the flight is still pending. haihs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7202609056917678288?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7202609056917678288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7202609056917678288&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7202609056917678288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7202609056917678288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5793750875614992195</id><published>2008-05-26T07:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:36:38.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>As promised...Barcelona Part II</title><content type='html'>With the availability of Internet, the frequency of me updating should be proportional right? hehe but nothing interesting is happening here lah, the saddest being without a lengzai or any kangtao at all...but a promise is a promise..so here are more pics of Barcelona..!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzbK--qiI/AAAAAAAAAtc/IZmMG1z9sUg/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzbK--qiI/AAAAAAAAAtc/IZmMG1z9sUg/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204458492533844514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and the Korean lengzais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzb6--qjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/BnkZmswahw8/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzb6--qjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/BnkZmswahw8/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204458505418746418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovely Parc Guell..my fav Gaudi's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzcK--qkI/AAAAAAAAAts/c8ISVdU6uCQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzcK--qkI/AAAAAAAAAts/c8ISVdU6uCQ/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204458509713713730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yummilicious Paella and Sangria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDn0-q--qoI/AAAAAAAAAuM/iM_dU-yPXEA/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDn0-q--qoI/AAAAAAAAAuM/iM_dU-yPXEA/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204460201930828418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Montserrat. lovely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDn1h6--qpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oYEMYwo52tI/s1600-h/montserrat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDn1h6--qpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oYEMYwo52tI/s400/montserrat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204460807521217170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Montserrat no.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzca--qmI/AAAAAAAAAt8/T8yYTg_WoBw/s1600-h/us+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzca--qmI/AAAAAAAAAt8/T8yYTg_WoBw/s400/us+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204458514008681058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next will be posts for Sicilia...anyways, I am supposed to go back to Malaysia on 29th June, but then I have exams till then...so tried to change tickets lo...but the agent could only change it to 22nd July so far...I'm more than thrilled to hang around till end of July..just a small problem...don't exactly have cash to hang around till then...I have several trips coming up...so the cash that I have is to be fully utilized..if the money I have were to be a lemon, then I'd have to squeeze it to the very last drop...going to these few places soon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confirmed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Napoli/Capri Islands/Pompei - Italy&lt;br /&gt;2) Sardegna Island - Italy&lt;br /&gt;3) Liverpool - UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unconfirmed, but hoping I will be going (with the super super limited cash I have left):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) Florence - Italy&lt;br /&gt;2) Milan - Italy&lt;br /&gt;3) Athens - Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihs...so sad my Europe sabbatical coming to an end soon...many told me "Why go back to Malaysia..get a job there and stay lah"...but...I really don't know, think so easy meh..of course my parents were like, "Come back sooner!" instead...fikiran bercelaru now...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5793750875614992195?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5793750875614992195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5793750875614992195&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5793750875614992195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5793750875614992195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-promisedbarcelona-part-ii.html' title='As promised...Barcelona Part II'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SDnzbK--qiI/AAAAAAAAAtc/IZmMG1z9sUg/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7672478170953282901</id><published>2008-05-22T05:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T05:49:11.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hana lansi lah MU</title><content type='html'>When Cristiano Ronaldo tried to show off and missed the shot, I really thought that Chelsea would win.  Mana tau poor Terry had to slip and fall. Life is really unpredictable lor. The Champions League's trophy this year goes to..Manchester United. =P Terry's face so muram at the moment. Aiyahs, I tak berperasaan lah for this match lah. Me always Liverpool wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Btw, I will be going Liverpool in June. Then evday have to eat sayur masin liao. Looking forward to the trip though!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7672478170953282901?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7672478170953282901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7672478170953282901&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7672478170953282901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7672478170953282901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/05/hana-lansi-lah-mu.html' title='hana lansi lah MU'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6178459133573785427</id><published>2008-05-09T06:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T06:39:12.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits'/><title type='text'>Finalmente!</title><content type='html'>....THAT I HAVE LEGAL INTERNET! =P yang bukan dicuri, tapi dibayar...hoo hoo hoo...pada mulanya, mereka tidak mahu membenarkan I berbuat begitu, tapi aku habak kat korang yang aku mesti menggunakan internet pada bulan ini, untuk mencari kerja dan membeli penerbangan untuk travel. pada akhirnya saya berjaya mengharukan big boss. cerita yang amat panjang cos modem mereka dah kaput almost 2 bulan, hari ni baru sampai modem yang baru. anyways, AKHIRNYA SAYA TELAH BERJAYA!!! tidur...zzz nitez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6178459133573785427?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6178459133573785427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6178459133573785427&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6178459133573785427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6178459133573785427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/05/finalmente.html' title='Finalmente!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-324546889931035663</id><published>2008-04-30T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:07:04.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Sicily, here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow morning I will be parting for Sicily (Sicilia)…! Yay…you know, Palermo? Basically I didn’t know the existence of Sicily before…well…Italy. Well the trip costs me an arm for a 4 day trip, in which I will have to spend 11 hours (or more!) on the bus to reach Sicily from Perugia…and also another 11 hours (or more!) to go home…As I was saying, the trip costs about RM1k (210Euro)…aihs. I also tension that it’s so expensive, and being in Italy sumore. I remembered that last time when I backpacking in Thailand for 2 weeks with Fred and Jit Shiong, it costed like, total of RM1.6k… But then again, this is Europe…I don’t even want to start on how much I spent in Paris, Berlin and Barcelona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be planning another Europe getaway on the limited budget that I have at the moment…initially I wanted to go London-Liverpool-Budapest (Hungary)-Prague (Czech Republic)… already checked out the tickets sumore d…planned out the dates nicely…etc etc…but I would have to travel alone, as I did for Barcelona…It’s not like travelling alone was not fun, but just that travelling with someone would be even ‘funner’, no? So I asked a friend if she’d like to go with me, a Mexican girl, but she had to wait for her friend that was supposed to visit so that she could decide, yada yada. So in the end, I offered to wait cos I really think that she’s nice and it’d be great fun to travel with her. In the end, things didn’t really work out so when I went to the airline’s website again…tension giler to see the price of the tickets increasing two-fold…so there goes my hopes! So bummed out…so now have to plan for a later date, and to see if there is any more offers etc…but they say that the price of the flight tickets tend to get quite pricey in Europe during summer…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my Greek lengzai entah dah mati kat mana, sudah berkurun abad takde berita drpd dia. Jadi sudah habis my cerita ngan dia. Maklumlah dia pun 6 tahun lebih muda dari I… =P Mesti cari target baru sekarang! Hehe. Maybe I will find cute Sicilians on my trip... =P&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’ve got only 2 months left in Italy, I’m feeling kinda bummed out and depressed lah…cos the weather is getting kinda good now…and I love sunbathing on the balcony outside my apartment…and I realized that I can actually cook quite well! I made curry chicken last week, which IMHO was the best ever that I’ve made, and then fried tofu (the tofu costs a lot here!)…and even fried pork ribs. Ahhhh… but how also can’t cook my Laksa, nor can I find a shop that sells it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, as I’ve promised, some pics of Barcelona…Janice I’m sure you are looking forward to this! And you’ve probably been to all the places that I’ve been…If not, even more! Hehe…Well, I met these 2 Korean guys during my trip to Barcelona. We lived in the same hostel, and since I was alone, I asked if I could tag along with them…I think how also travelling with Asians is better than with Europeans (I mean if they’re strangers…Europeans macam very wild and most of the time drunk…I mean, of those that I’ve met lah so far, and anyway, they’re not so, well, accepting of Asians anyway)…So these 2 guys, Won and Sung were really nice and fun to be with, we even went to watch the flamenco together and tried the Spanish specialty paella.(which IMHO our nasi goreng kampong is much better) …Viva Malaysian food!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Part I of the pics in Barcelona…sleepy ade, caught flu liao..so today must sleep early a bit…but based on the pics, can see the fact that I have been slowly but significantly gaining weight LOR! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SBhRjcA_g2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/EwaHd3HNEn8/s1600-h/collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194991839429493602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SBhRjcA_g2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/EwaHd3HNEn8/s400/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;From top right, clockwise: The Labyrinth Park, Palau de Mar, Gothic Quarter and beach in Barceloneta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SBhRjsA_g3I/AAAAAAAAAtU/HU-d0TkQSu4/s1600-h/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194991843724460914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SBhRjsA_g3I/AAAAAAAAAtU/HU-d0TkQSu4/s400/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Camp Nou!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: I'm pretty bummed out today...cos my scholarship applications to pursue Masters sudah terkandas. so must go back malaysia d loH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-324546889931035663?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/324546889931035663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=324546889931035663&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/324546889931035663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/324546889931035663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/04/sicily-here-i-come.html' title='Sicily, here I come!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SBhRjcA_g2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/EwaHd3HNEn8/s72-c/collage12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5580960423714263117</id><published>2008-04-21T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:18:37.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Republic of San Marino and San Leo</title><content type='html'>As always I find the life in Perugia very relaxing. One does nothing…there is nothing much to think about, just that I have to think what to eat everyday…The past week, the weather had been very bad. It rained non-stop for about one week…thank God we had the sun during the past weekend! I spent the whole weekend by the balcony, just basking in the sun, sitting on the couch. And cooking, and eating. But not eating so much adi lah. Kena shoot teruk by my housemates whenever I mention the word ‘Diet’. Haihs. And I have such absolute weakness for fattening stuffs…eg. Pasta, Chocolates, cakes. I swear I’ve never eaten so many chocolates for the past 10 years where I’ve eaten here in 6 months. I consume an average of 3 chocolate bars/week. Today I promise to start on diet (as I’ve did for the past 4 months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh…back to the good weather…we had 22deg on Sat and 25deg on Sun. I hated the sun when I was in Malaysia, but now like damn ecstatic when I see a teeny weeny bit of sun. So of course I had sunbathed with all the layers of bakyius (meat) with my housemate. =P My greek lengzai sudah balik kampong for 10 hari…but the past 3 days had been raining cats and dogs..tension...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh…the excitement of my life here -_-“ In fact, it was so exciting to see my housemates argue last week. As LB said before, the Italians could argue even over garbage. Aiyaya last week me and my housemate Nadia went to shop for some groceries, and there were only 4 boxes of nuggets left which were in offer. We beat the other housemate, Milena to it…so she like damn behsyok la. When she came home, she accused us of being immature for running to buy the nuggets that we knew she wanted or something. (We had to run to the supermarket coz Nadia’s guest was coming to our house mar…so Milena was like, damn perasan that we purposely went to the supermarket to spite her) Damn lawak and mentensionkan the scene. In the end they started screaming at each other and one starting crying. Aihs…but after 6 month of living together with them, I also damn biasa d of them exaggerating and amplifying the graveness of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, of course I had my yoga poses when I was in Berlin! Hehehe. Oh and here are some pics of when I went to Republic of San Marino 1++ month ago. San Marino is a very small and adorable republic in Italy...and it snowed the day before, so the republic was covered with snow when we arrived...so is San Leo! =) I went to these places with my B2 coursemates - Uksana (Ukraine), Jiji (China), Konstantinos (Greece), Domenico (Korea) and Lili (Malaysia)...oh well...malas aku nak continue d...here are the pics...lunch time anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191657579204908242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5D8v5FNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/My7Xn2U_ppA/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is in Berlin, near the Arch of Triumph and the Palace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192396966218138434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SA8Zh8A_g0I/AAAAAAAAAs8/8d9ADMA_moM/s400/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apparently all my yoga poses are the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192396957628203826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SA8ZhcA_gzI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GwjlZOHlKrs/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SA8Zh8A_g1I/AAAAAAAAAtE/8nVKn5tmozM/s1600-h/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192396966218138450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SA8Zh8A_g1I/AAAAAAAAAtE/8nVKn5tmozM/s400/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5Ecv5FOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/kyiKDFqwkvw/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191657587794842850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5Ecv5FOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/kyiKDFqwkvw/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5Esv5FPI/AAAAAAAAAsc/3KRRBZygDL4/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191657592089810162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5Esv5FPI/AAAAAAAAAsc/3KRRBZygDL4/s400/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5E8v5FQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2MliJESMHVU/s1600-h/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191657596384777474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5E8v5FQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2MliJESMHVU/s400/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5E8v5FRI/AAAAAAAAAss/qqht6pHHh5g/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191657596384777490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5E8v5FRI/AAAAAAAAAss/qqht6pHHh5g/s400/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the pics taken in Republic of San Marino and the San Leo castle lah. The one which is the most lengzai is my Greek lengzai lor. haha. Anyways.... =P I dreamt of Malaysia so often lately!...Family...friends...and esp Malaysian food..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5580960423714263117?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5580960423714263117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5580960423714263117&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5580960423714263117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5580960423714263117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/04/republic-of-san-marino-and-san-leo.html' title='Republic of San Marino and San Leo'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/SAx5D8v5FNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/My7Xn2U_ppA/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6934533277197776981</id><published>2008-04-11T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:41:14.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a hiatus of almost a month</title><content type='html'>Okay so sorry…1 month tak update…I think everyone has even given up on checking out this rotten blog…nevertheless, I will try my very best to win your hearts again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without Internet is very pathetic la…but lama kelamaan, you also will get used to it…it’s not end of the world…Just maybe need Internet to book flight tickets and book accommodation. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to lah? Many many things loh…since:&lt;br /&gt;22/2/08-24/2/08 - Berlin, Germany&lt;br /&gt;9/3/08 - Republic of San Marino and the castle of San Leo&lt;br /&gt;16/3/08-22/3/08 - Barcelona, Spain&lt;br /&gt;23/3/08 - Rome and Vatican City for Easter&lt;br /&gt;24/3/08 till now - Recharging battery and wallet lah cos pokai papa kedana already… I was attending the level B2 for Italian language and it was the end of the course. I really enjoyed myself during this course cos got my Greek lengzai and also some Israelites that were really nice…also there’s this super adorable Chinese guy that really cracked us up everytime that we were together. Damn when I myself read what I am typing I also geleng kepala at the state of my English at the moment. -_-“ &lt;em&gt;Ora parlo bene italiano ma il mio inglese e’ peggiorato&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as spring has arrived, me and the gang just hang out everyday by the dome doing nothing…everyone just sits by the staircase, basking in the sun…as does everyone else…then all of us will take a walk along Piazza Italia, to do some people watching and just blend in with the crowd…Actually I also don’t know why there are so many people idling in the center of Perugia…all also mouliu like us lah, apparently…then we will stop, get an ice cream, then continue people-watching activity on the staircase…everyone calls the hang out place as “&lt;em&gt;sulle scale&lt;/em&gt;”. Previously I have always had a bad impression on Israelites..but turns out this bunch that I met were really nice. Aihs…I am the oldest one la among them…all also range from 18-20 years old…I mean, within these peeps that I am hanging out with la…I also tension…but I always say that I am 19 years old lah. (hehe suddenly 5 years younger)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh and also lately we’ve been having some farewell parties, birthday celebrations of my housemate Dora, the Chinese fella Jiji, Pietro and a friend Francesco…yeap lots of eating lately…I am at a VERY HEALTHY 62kgs now…I think…*gasp. The heaviest I’ve ever been was when I was 16 years old at 60kgs…mana tau now…the record has been broken…haihsssssss tension giler…muka bulat like full moon, eyes also look smaller, nose also look more penyek… jalan also like tak balance…sedih tak terkata…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah one by one…I start with some pics of Berlin…just as promised! Berlin is a really quiet and calm city…really liked it, and it’s not so costly as Paris! Everything is systematic and organized…not as chaotic as Italy…probably the European version of Singapore lor…very clean wan the city…Since it was almost two month ago when I went there with Poli, I don't even remember the name of the buildings no more...phaiseh...distinctly remember the Parliament building..wait I dig up the info again only tell you guys the names of the buildings la...what matters is ME appearing inside the photos anyway. haha. Most of my Italian girlfriends are into German guys...but to me...still prefer italian guys that i am failing miserably to tackle. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187932883830815714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R_89eJNNu-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Qs4fLwM-ffU/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clockwise, from top right: Some famous church, the palace, some church again, Reichstag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187932901010684914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R_89fJNNu_I/AAAAAAAAAr8/doMphUPgKDs/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ermmm...really forgot what the building is called d, Charlie Checkpoint, a famous cathedral, Arch of Triumph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187932905305652226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R_89fZNNvAI/AAAAAAAAAsE/eIp77MSWKC0/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st and 3rd are still pix taken at the Reichstag (Parliament building), and at the World War II memorial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay...I am really bad of describing the name of the places...phaiseh lah...this post I am writing in a hurry..lately no time to even pangsai. haha. Update ASAP!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: &lt;em&gt;Lately been traveling around ma, then I realized hor...when the aircraft lands safely...Italians will clap their hands...believe me...only the Italians do that...the French, Spanish, Germans etc...none...weird...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6934533277197776981?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6934533277197776981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6934533277197776981&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6934533277197776981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6934533277197776981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-hiatus-of-almost-month.html' title='After a hiatus of almost a month'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R_89eJNNu-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Qs4fLwM-ffU/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3921800137702452982</id><published>2008-03-15T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T02:28:42.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>ciao</title><content type='html'>sorry lar long time tarak update d..still alive here...been really busy lately..anyways Berlin trip was good and been to the Republic of San Marino as well last week..oklah..just to update a bit that i will be heading to Barcelona for a week this Sunday...so when i come back time oni update ord lah.. have to post pix of these places when i come back..so poh pi poh pi that i come back dengan selamatnya to send u guys the updates lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite have to pack, then tmr will be heading to rome..have to sleep one nite at the airport loh..oklah toodles! muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw: i am using my lengzai greek's pc 2 update this post cos my internet connection at home kaputed d. which explains my disappearance for a month...susahnya kehidupan menjadi seorang hacker..itupun seorang hacker yang amat gagal...aihssss)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3921800137702452982?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3921800137702452982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3921800137702452982&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3921800137702452982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3921800137702452982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/03/ciao.html' title='ciao'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-2951660188917748772</id><published>2008-02-18T06:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T07:42:48.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>i'm a housewife</title><content type='html'>I'd love to blog about interesting happening stuffs of me traveling here and there, partying hard...but alas...not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week, I have baked bread, made sushi, today I made steamed fish teochew style (ho ho ho 1st time!!! successful sumore!), cooked chicken curry, even steamed pao and I am currently fermenting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kimchee (&lt;/span&gt;korean fermented vegetables)...memang free until can't bersuara lei...sien...currently I even took up gardening!!! hehe not really la, but I bought a pot of pansy...I shower it with love day and night, when I eat, it also eats by soaking up the sun...when I drink, I water it...but there was one time when I took shower, I mistakenly also terover showered it with water...it almost drowned and died...I had to call emergency (my housemates la...I also bought each of them a pot, but theirs blossoming well..mine the only unique cacat case) but managed to resuscitate it  la, luckily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihs...but not really a housewife per se lah...my room is a big mess...but I have memorized the location of every item in the supermarket near my house...and I proudly boast the fact that I know every single item on offer in the 5 supermarkets...the highlight of my daily life is reading the leaflets distributed by the supermarkets...haihs it's PATHETIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I am going to Berlin next weekend!!! hehehe.but just going 2 days la with Poli...WHAT, 2 days you may say?...yalo..what to do..i'm rich ma =P kidding, i'd love to stay for a week, but Poli has to work ma..but seriously I don't mind ponteng class wan la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, happy belated Valentine's day to you guys...I spent it alone..kinda la, I went to the university to watch a film that evening with my classmate..he's a Greek and now I know why people describe devastatingly cute guys as Greek Gods...I mean, he's not a Greek god, just a Greek, and he's that cute already..hahah =P *wink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm anticipating my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kimchee &lt;/span&gt;to be ready...if it's successful then I will make..even more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kimchee...&lt;/span&gt;well previously I had this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kimchee &lt;/span&gt;craving ma, so I went like, 6 supermarkets to search for chinese cabbage..wahlao..I didn't know this vege is sooooo exotic here...I even took the bus to go all the way to the outskirts to look for it...also tarak...lastly I found it on a small Chinese sundry shop...that time terover happy d...so I bought like 2 biji besar besar wan...which is too much..if I one day fry once also can fry one week...so I guess make even more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kimchee &lt;/span&gt;then donate to my 2 korean classmates la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R7jFwObxE7I/AAAAAAAAArs/X5aFQfg6WCo/s1600-h/poser.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R7jFwObxE7I/AAAAAAAAArs/X5aFQfg6WCo/s400/poser.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168098004706595762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me posing with my new leather boots...made in italy lei...and now im papa kedana..broke...but dunno why the pic kenot see my face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-2951660188917748772?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/2951660188917748772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=2951660188917748772&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2951660188917748772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2951660188917748772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-housewife.html' title='i&apos;m a housewife'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R7jFwObxE7I/AAAAAAAAArs/X5aFQfg6WCo/s72-c/poser.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4368331221059581538</id><published>2008-02-10T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T08:49:07.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>i am still on Earth</title><content type='html'>ehh kengkawan, i go italy nia..bukan disappear from the face of earth ok. never receive GONG XI FA CAI smses wan this year..got la a few..but about 10 times lesser than every year. cis. tarak sim wan all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for HPC members, only HP Lin has the 'sim' to text...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for LL House, only Miss Cheng has the 'sim' also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family..lagi tak payah cakap... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahjong withdrawal symptom...but i had steamboat on CNY eve with my Chinese housemates la...and today I made sushi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONG XI FA CAI to all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-4368331221059581538?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4368331221059581538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4368331221059581538&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4368331221059581538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4368331221059581538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-still-on-earth.html' title='i am still on Earth'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-2323155919377071213</id><published>2008-02-04T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T04:51:20.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Of Trip to Venice</title><content type='html'>How can I summarize it ar? Two words, Beautiful/Expensive. But it's more expensive than it is pretty. Hehe. Ehhh 1 cup of cappuccino costs RM25 ok! and I took, like 2 cups of sth. You go do the math. Haha. Eat also RM100 adi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the carnival was really fun...the only setback (a major one too!) that it rained the whole day...So even the masked ppl were using umbrellas. Haha. But got a period that it didn't rain la..the fun part lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk8U3aDzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/V-hfPbnmxBs/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk8U3aDzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/V-hfPbnmxBs/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162854641638706994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near the Rialto Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went alone...Lili couldnt go cos the bus full already...me at 1st also couldn't go wan...but I used my persuasive skills to convince the traveling agency. Hehe Thank god I have not lost my charm yet. Curse or a blessing that I got to go, I dunno..because I spent RM600 just in one day. I returned with 3 masks and some souvenirs..I bought a TriAngel also! The one in the cantonese drama, Triumph in the Skies..hehee...Anyways, upon reaching there, I tagged and parasited myself with 2 other girls, an Italian and Australian. They were probably reluctant that I tagged along, but I buat duh la. haha. But they were very nice and fun! And Venice was super congested with ppl cos it's the last weekend of the carnival...Can see many types of cute costumes also..not bad..got some lengzais serenade us a song also...haha. I love the mask that I bought! Expensive..and I bought 3.. 10Euro each..my friend bought one 60Euro!! hers is super the pretty..but too expensive laaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk9U3aD3I/AAAAAAAAAqs/EgvjcHNjl34/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk9U3aD3I/AAAAAAAAAqs/EgvjcHNjl34/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162854658818576242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piazza S.Marco and etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some pics...I still have to get some pics from 2 other cameras though~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk8k3aD0I/AAAAAAAAAqU/9Z1uVICItbw/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk8k3aD0I/AAAAAAAAAqU/9Z1uVICItbw/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162854645933674306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 2 girls I parasited, Miranda and Katerina...like my mask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk9E3aD1I/AAAAAAAAAqc/jumyzUaddoQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk9E3aD1I/AAAAAAAAAqc/jumyzUaddoQ/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162854654523608914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6YlWE3aD5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/aD0nBDILd1U/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6YlWE3aD5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/aD0nBDILd1U/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162855084020338578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My 2 Prince Charming...I love the little girls' costume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6YlWk3aD6I/AAAAAAAAArE/p-AwqhIsiHY/s1600-h/collage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6YlWk3aD6I/AAAAAAAAArE/p-AwqhIsiHY/s400/collage18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162855092610273186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 2 guys who serenaded us a song...should be Spanish kut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk9E3aD2I/AAAAAAAAAqk/BOhHt_8A2Oc/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk9E3aD2I/AAAAAAAAAqk/BOhHt_8A2Oc/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162854654523608930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comel sungguh semua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6YlXE3aD7I/AAAAAAAAArM/ElHi0F7wOTY/s1600-h/collage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6YlXE3aD7I/AAAAAAAAArM/ElHi0F7wOTY/s400/collage19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162855101200207794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of my fav.! Futurama robot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, it was a good trip...but it would have been even nicer if I got to take the RM400 gondola... hahaha hopefully the next time I go Venice, it would be with The Guy. hehehe. He pay la of course! And it'd better not rain too...Next time only I show the other 2 masks the I bought ok? Blue and Red. Now I belah to bed adi...sleepy..tmr I start a new level for Italian language..B2 lo me taking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-2323155919377071213?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/2323155919377071213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=2323155919377071213&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2323155919377071213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2323155919377071213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-trip-to-venice.html' title='Of Trip to Venice'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R6Yk8U3aDzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/V-hfPbnmxBs/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6545827500598704627</id><published>2008-02-02T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T05:43:41.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>I'm going to Venice later lo...</title><content type='html'>Yalor..in 8 hours' time..I will be boarding a bus to Venice. heee heee. follow university la. cos no kaki. I was allocated in the 2nd bus wan, the 1st one was already filled up. Then mana tau early this morning I received an sms saying the 2nd bus is cancelled, so we will be refunded. Then I damn sedih lo, went to the shop to insist on going...I even offered sitting beside the driver. Haha. Anyways, I refused to leave the shop. At last, they relented la, somehow found a space for me. hehehe. so must go to bed early lo..6am must gather at university adi..just a day trip, for the Carnevale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I went to the post office to post some documents, to Sweden. The date due is today (1st Feb)..so tot what if I send courier lo...wahhhh Euro35!!! Will arrive within 2 days. But leh hor...use normal post, only 2.50Euro wor. Will arrive within 5-6days. Chisin. 4 days' difference, 10 times' price difference. Obviously I opted for the latter. Since I already missed the deadline, what's a couple of days rite? Also got another one to Spain I have to send, but that one due mid-Feb..So in a way, instead of Euro35, I spent Euro2.50 each. Saved Euro65! So what did I do with the money I saved? Shopping laaaaa...now got end of the season sales ma. Bought 2 pants, 1 United Colors of Benetton handbag (which I thought was leather, but wasn't)...and 5 pots of flowers (one for each housemates. heheh you can call me sweet, or you can call me rich. lol. no la. feel like spending money today lo)..even called to chat with Lin  almost 1/2 hour (girl miss u!)...I love the pants and also the handbag!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;Remember the cold war thingy in my house? Yeahhh now resolved adi lo problems,..but now I conclude that Italians are very..well..passionate..*blergh. Before going to the Post office, I went to photocopy some stuffs. I witnessed the shop owner (guy) and a girl (client) fighting very very loudly in the shop. They were scolding each other over some mistake in the photocopied stuffs. Personally I dont see what the big deal is..but as LB said, they can even fight over garbage..so I guess it must have been normal..In fact, the guy was sooooo engrossed and angry at the girl that he gave me free for the 4 pcs of photocopies I made, probably just to spite the girl. Haha. Italians. Chisin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the 105th day (3.5 mths) of me being in Italy. Many asked me...&lt;br /&gt;"so got kangtao ah?"&lt;br /&gt;"got italian bf adi ah"&lt;br /&gt;"remember to save me one ah"&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, let me clarify..personally I have not seen any super lengzai ones ler. Nice looking..maybe..as Janice said, once you see them everyday..they look..well..normal..anyways, none looked like Cannavaro or Nesta or Maldini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, before becoming a footballer, apparently you have to go thru this screening test for physique and appearance. Not lengzai kenot become footballer one. Obviously for Azzurri its even more stringent. So kesimpulannya all the lengzais are in the football teams adi. The rest..you go figure. Haha -_-" BELIEVE ME! That is the story of how I got cheated into coming to Italia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6545827500598704627?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6545827500598704627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6545827500598704627&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6545827500598704627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6545827500598704627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-going-to-venice-later-lo.html' title='I&apos;m going to Venice later lo...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7127762296118123972</id><published>2008-01-28T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T03:15:18.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>Jeng jeng jeng</title><content type='html'>This year for Chinese New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) LL Housemates gathering will kekurangan 1 person to gossip and do siasuei things together. im sure Miss Pana will miss me, cos she will be the only person eating. hahhaa. *bleks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) HPC Gathering will kekurangan someone to be the one late to arrive (aka, me!) If mengikut tradisi, HP Pao or HP Lin were always the early ones...then the person living just a km away, HP Heng will arrive...then..me!!! then HP Jo Ooi, HP Loh, HP Chun...No one will have a go for another bowl of HP Loke's YeePhor's hokkien mee...Girls, remember to bring your 'kums' when pai nee at each other's places ok, mi raccomando!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Occasionally, the SRKBL Melur ppl will have a gathering also..sorry cant make it this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Esp my family...this year, my Xiaoyi and Mom will kekurangan another kaki to play mahjong with them...less money for them to win this year...since every year basically I am just donating my money away...from a few days b4 cNY till Chap Goh Meh... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihsssssss...Janice, thanks so much for the Xmas card...altho I just received it yesterday. haha yours will be arriving soon, i promise no later than Easter ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 2 of my Paris trip: Beryoga everywhere I go...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R5zWSU3aDyI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IaJTJ-T4odQ/s1600-h/collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R5zWSU3aDyI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IaJTJ-T4odQ/s400/collage14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160234883386838818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad lei..can pose inside Musee du Louvre sumore...and at Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel...-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7127762296118123972?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7127762296118123972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7127762296118123972&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7127762296118123972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7127762296118123972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/01/jeng-jeng-jeng.html' title='Jeng jeng jeng'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R5zWSU3aDyI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IaJTJ-T4odQ/s72-c/collage14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7497684964325759525</id><published>2008-01-23T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:25:13.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>no internet lah!</title><content type='html'>previously i was able to online at home..for about 1 week..cos i curi oranglain punya wireless internet connection. but lately the line very the f**ked up..and apparently i can only on9 when the itu tuanpunya pc is open..which is weird, cos the line belongs to sum1 yang tinggal satu tingkat bawah kami...but leh hor, i can oni connect via kawan saya punya pc..duno y dia ialah the tuanpunya pc for my connection..lately she not around..line sumore problematic..kesimpulannya..cant online lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im good..life's good..i covered 5 seasons of Friends, watched so many Prison Breaks and Heroes that i am now dreaming of them..eyes hurt..blergh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the aroma of Chinese New Year cookies in the oven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7497684964325759525?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7497684964325759525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7497684964325759525&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7497684964325759525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7497684964325759525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-internet-lah.html' title='no internet lah!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3231366066618253226</id><published>2008-01-14T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:55:54.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><title type='text'>and my friends say...</title><content type='html'>1) A certain Miss Lim wrote to me in email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow so you must be having fun there in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;. How is it there?..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) And a certain Mr. Teoh wrote to me in Friendster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"let me see...what can i buy at italy....actually i cant think of any...so u can speak &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt; already???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr...1st...I know I have been missing from the virtual world for quite some time...but I did meet up with Miss Lim before I left for italy...Girl...u tergamak tak tau that I am in italy instead of germany! boo hoo...and 2ndly...I think in italy...we speak &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;italian, &lt;/span&gt;not spanish...manusia jahil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more interesting note, I just learnt that italians are very..well..hypocrisy kinda people.. am now embroiled in a veryyyyy exciting housemates-bitching-backstabbing-drama, which consists of me, 2 italian chicks, 2 chinese nationals, and a moroccan. Oh..occasionally, it involves our landlord also, a couple well into their 70s, because certain issues cant be resolved by our own. "O, Draconian Devil!"&lt;br /&gt;"O, the beauty of italian culture!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I am having the time of my life, thank you very much =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolution 2008:&lt;br /&gt;1) To shed 10kgs...Before I came to Italy, it was 6 kgs...then I put on 4 kgs in 3 months, so  now I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ONLY &lt;/span&gt;10kgs to lose. Easy feat. Non c'e' una problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) To learn Spanish, French and Japanese. I did take 1 semester of these languages before, but forgotten everything. But what's new year resolutions if you don't write the impossible ones down? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Cari &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kangtao &lt;/span&gt;to work here. Apparently I'm now dried up financially, so I can't travel outside Italy (Austria, Spain, Germany, Switzerland) no more if I don't find a way to earn $$...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesusahan of kehidupan...AND THE WORST THING IS THE END OF SEASON SALES IS ON NOW...20%, 30%, 50% of everything...i can't even afford to buy..boo hoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3231366066618253226?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3231366066618253226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3231366066618253226&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3231366066618253226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3231366066618253226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-my-friends-say.html' title='and my friends say...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7576681865712996150</id><published>2008-01-08T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:29:54.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>Selamat Tahun Baru 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a quick post here...a few of you wondered where i went missing adi...including dad who texted to ask where i am..hehe&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had to go to Pisa to board my flight on 24th Dec, went Paris with my ex-coursemate KW..woke up 4am in the morning cos we had to be at the airport by 6am…cheap flights…costs just like RM200 for a return flight to and fro Paris, which is why its at ungodly hours…but got hidden charges wan…we have to pay RM15 for baggage charges…and to get to Paris from the Beauvais Airport, we have to pay like, RM65 for shuttle bus to get to central Paris…something equivalent like, RM9 from LCCT to KL Central kinda shuttle bus for a 45 mins’ bus ride.. haihs…but 6 times the amount…hati sakitttttt….sakitttttt…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We reached about noon, but since we don’t speak any French except &lt;i&gt;“Parlais anglais?” &lt;/i&gt;and “&lt;i&gt;Je ne se pais” &lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;“Je suis desole” &lt;/i&gt;etc etc…although I did take French for a semester when I was in uni, I have pretty much returned every single thing I learnt to the lecturer. Anyways, we spent the day learning the metro system (kinda like the Komuter)…it’s probably the most comprehensive metro system in the world, covering the entire central Paris…you are never more than 10 mins’ distance from a metro station. We bought the Zone 1+2 tickets which covered all the tourist places. It costs about RM80 (€16.30)for a week…we visited Louvre Museum on X’mas eve…then we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Champs-Élysées&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;…!! Very very pretty at night…and everything also incredibly expensive there also!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSn7F_ZII/AAAAAAAAAo8/lRGd3xRKElU/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSn7F_ZII/AAAAAAAAAo8/lRGd3xRKElU/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152842138240640130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSobF_ZJI/AAAAAAAAApE/mEo89R-R4eQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSobF_ZJI/AAAAAAAAApE/mEo89R-R4eQ/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152842146830574738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSobF_ZKI/AAAAAAAAApM/URc2PNwCRjc/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSobF_ZKI/AAAAAAAAApM/URc2PNwCRjc/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152842146830574754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On X’mas day…we visited…well…a cemetery..=) &lt;i&gt;Père Lachaise Cemetery&lt;/i&gt;…not very, uh..Xmasy, but it IS the largest in Paris and reputed to be the most visited in the world…There lies Jim Morrison, Edith Piaf, Oscar Wilde, Chopin. Delacroix, Gericault, Louis Gay-Lussac etc etc…damn freezing cold walking in a super big cemetery lerrrr…in the evening we went to see the lovely Eiffel Tower which is super the amazing! They put on amazing blinking lights kinda thing at 10pm…~ =) The hostels we stayed in were pretty neat throughout the trip too…but for the price we paid…sure laaa…breakfast included…French bread, cornflakes…juice…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KT67F_ZPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YtZyUmvS4Qk/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KT67F_ZPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YtZyUmvS4Qk/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152843564169782514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSo7F_ZLI/AAAAAAAAApU/aZoq21rwmos/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSo7F_ZLI/AAAAAAAAApU/aZoq21rwmos/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152842155420509362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:arial;" &gt;The next day, we went to the Louvre Museum where we spent absolutely the whole day traversing the buildings which were absolutely huge...Paintings by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leonardo da Vinci, Gericault&lt;/span&gt;, yada yada, millions of sculptures, and the ancient stuffs...It was really great..and it was not surprising why there were benches around in the museum. =P Louvre museum were thronged by people whole day long...which the entrance fee is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:arial;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;€9...we saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/span&gt; adi too~ woo hoo hoo..and you &lt;b&gt;The Da Vinci Code &lt;/b&gt;fans...we found the Rose Line...and we went to the Inverse Pyramids where Mary Magdalene lies...hehe..but I must insist that Dan Brown did twist the descriptions of some of the paintings..eg for &lt;i&gt;Madonna of the Rocks...&lt;/i&gt;It's called &lt;i&gt;The Virgin of the Rocks &lt;/i&gt;ler...and etc etc. I shall spare you guys the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:arial;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;boring details...for next entry la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KT6rF_ZOI/AAAAAAAAAps/B78CBJxddME/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KT6rF_ZOI/AAAAAAAAAps/B78CBJxddME/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152843559874815202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:arial;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;We also visited the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:arial;"  lang="EN-US"&gt; other famous landmarks la, &lt;i&gt;Sacre Couer Basilica&lt;/i&gt; in Montmarte, &lt;i&gt;Moulin Rouge, Galeries Lafayette, Notre-Dame Cathedral, Musee d'Orsay &lt;/i&gt;etc etc...Spent a good RM2.5k in total for a 5 day trip..spent on shopping, food..just shopping is about RM900...I bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CK Euphoria &lt;/span&gt;perfumes...oh...and also Biotherm for myself...for Biotherm, I figured it would be cheaper in Paris ma..actually no ler...so I spent RM300 for nothing...also for the perfumes..since now in Italy got this big sales thingy...all also cheaper in Italy..aiyaya~hati sakit again lorrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:arial;"  lang="EN-US"&gt;Ok so here are some of the pics...continue about the yummilicious French food some other time...man...i am in love with Paris now!!~ hehe. huggies ppl...cheers for the new year!!!!! I missed my Winter Solstice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tangyuan/ ee &lt;/span&gt;this year!! sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSpbF_ZMI/AAAAAAAAApc/KCrVaitKPkM/s1600-h/eiffel+tower+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSpbF_ZMI/AAAAAAAAApc/KCrVaitKPkM/s400/eiffel+tower+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152842164010443970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KUW7F_ZQI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J1s78M-09TQ/s1600-h/eiffel+tower+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KUW7F_ZQI/AAAAAAAAAp8/J1s78M-09TQ/s400/eiffel+tower+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152844045206119682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S: And forgive me for the pix which I look mostly geli..the mini makeup kit that I packed for the trip is conveniently forgotten...so for the whole Paris trip, I did not have a single make up item on..not even moisturizer..even KW has more makeup than I do...at least he had his lip balm... boo hoo hoo...skins were peeling, lips were cracking, zits were popping..eewwww nid I describe more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7576681865712996150?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7576681865712996150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7576681865712996150&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7576681865712996150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7576681865712996150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2008/01/selamat-tahun-baru-2008.html' title='Selamat Tahun Baru 2008!!!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R4KSn7F_ZII/AAAAAAAAAo8/lRGd3xRKElU/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5956613905073545489</id><published>2007-12-21T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T08:40:27.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Brrrr...</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just joking when I said I love places with mediterranean climates...i think it means with 4 seasons??? i take it back...Now make Italia a tropical climate country please????? Brrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;Tiga Ekor Pontianak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada satu malam 3 ekor pontinak sedang  bertenggek di atas pokok sambil bergaduh tentang kehebatan  masing-masing.Ketiga-tiga mengaku diri mereka hebat.Untuk menentukan siapa  paling hebat mereka pun cuba membuktikan ke hebatan  masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak A terbang dengan sepantas kilat.10 saat kemudian  balik semula ke pokok tersebut.Kelihatan ada kesan-kesan darah di sekitar  gigi Pontianak A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak A : Korang nampak rumah  tu?&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak B : Nampak!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak C : Nampak!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak A : Satu  rumah tu habis aku kerjakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak B pula terbang lebih pantas dari  Pontianak A. 5 saat kemudian balik semula ke pokok tersebeut.Kelihatan ada  darah bukan setakat pada gigi,malah pada keseluruhan mulut pontianak  tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak B : Korang nampak kampung tu?&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak A :  Nampak!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak C : Nampak!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak B : Habis satu kampung tu aku  kerjakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejurus lepas itu Pontianak C pula terbang lebih pantas  dari Pontianak A dan B .Dalam masa 2 saat je dia kembali ke pokok  tersebut.Kelihatan darah mengalir-ngalir bukan sahaja pada mulut,malah  pada keseluruhan muka pontianak tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak C : Korang  nampak tembok kat hujung sana tu?&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak A : Nampak!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak B :  Nampak!&lt;br /&gt;Pontianak C : Err...tadi aku tak nampak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5956613905073545489?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5956613905073545489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5956613905073545489&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5956613905073545489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5956613905073545489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/12/brrrr.html' title='Brrrr...'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-2322541716569364947</id><published>2007-12-16T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T09:01:51.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>My 1st snow!!</title><content type='html'>15th December is the day that I touched real snow in my life hehehe. ok ok  so i am a bit suaku...hehehe. but the day before it was extra super the cold...gah! at 7.30am Milena, my housemate woke me up and I saw snow outside!! Lol...excited siot! Went outside to take a stroll for 1 or 2 mins, then almost kena pneumonia d...came back in...brrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R2R3UAby5II/AAAAAAAAAos/eHpAR0Mx9IM/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R2R3UAby5II/AAAAAAAAAos/eHpAR0Mx9IM/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144367859961619586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R2R3UQby5JI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6fDZ_Eh7IbA/s1600-h/Foto0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R2R3UQby5JI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6fDZ_Eh7IbA/s400/Foto0194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144367864256586898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warrior III pose in the snow...brrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will pose for more yoga poses in future posts haha...btw, thanks to my another housemate Nadia, I get to on9 these few days...love her loads for the Naruto that I get to download!!!!!! heee heee heeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-2322541716569364947?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/2322541716569364947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=2322541716569364947&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2322541716569364947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2322541716569364947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-1st-snow.html' title='My 1st snow!!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R2R3UAby5II/AAAAAAAAAos/eHpAR0Mx9IM/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7486773575178299830</id><published>2007-12-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:59:21.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>kepokaian</title><content type='html'>Another week has gone by, time really flies!! I’ve been here for almost 2 months, tanpa disedari. Haha. As I mentioned previously, I am sooooo busy with shopping for groceries every day. Arrrghhhh…this is really dangerous for my pocket ler…In fact, on Saturday I went to a centro commerciale (commercial centre…sth like our Jusco) to shop…I also don’t know just buying foodstuffs also can amount to RM150…and itupun I haven’t added the usual “every other day” RM50 shopping…oh i bought another winter jacket...hehe RM100++ lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggghhh…last night when I opened my cupboard, I realized I have 10 different types of pasta (I couldn’t resist buying le…coz they have such adorable shapes! Farfalline, stelline, tempestine…etc etc…they are in mini mini sized shapes…such as butterfly shaped pastas, or screwdrives, or rice shapes…ahhhh. I see time hati also kenot tahan…basically it’s enough to last me till next March or so…not to mention rice and potatoes le…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat…ho ho ho…I have chicken pieces, bak kut, pork steak, beef steak, burgers, tuna, sausages, bacon and mixed seafood. Aiyaya, I estimate adi also…enough to cook for another 50 times of dishes. Sigh. Nampaknya I won’t die of hunger even if I don’t go out for another 2 months…&lt;br /&gt;You may ask how to cook without oil then??? 2 months wor…no…I have 1 kg of salt, 3 litres of oil, curry powder, turmeric, cream, prezzemolo, oregano, basil, pepper, etc etc…Ahhhhh also 5 loaves of bread! Aihs…now everytime I open the fridge also I want to pengsan ler. Bahagia…but overspent le…no wonder la my $$$ keep on melayang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand…hehe I had crepes for lunch yesterday. Yummilicious…with salsiccia and mushrooms wan…Here are the pix of the food that I had lately…Next time I update I feature how to make crepe ok? Don’t know which is my favourite yet so far…everything tastes so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Italian language…cos I too busy cooking or looking for recipes (so far I search nia, but don’t actually cook any yet…so don’t actually have the time to study, but I think I am making good progress by talking to my housemates…cos we kinda hang out for lunch and dinner most of the time now…lili is too busy with her own things also la anyway…Lol…I can’t really speak yet though Italian fluently…ya I very useless la…haha. Sumore keep ponteng class…grammatically I suck, but my spoken Italian is so far so good, I mean to convey message…(*perasanly) cos the teacher told me that I learn very very fast. Itupun must thank my housemates la…and the TV my landlord lent us. Cos all my housemates have their personal tv in their rooms…so I don’t like, have a TV…it’s a bit cacat la right if orang kat Italy tapi tak tengok tv…so I requested from the landlord lo…now we have a public tv in the common room…I mean, living room…but I had to buy the antenna la…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday they were discussing about how I got the scholarship etc..and they were like, 700Euro is a lot a month!...Aiyo..in Perugia is ngam ngam la to survive nia…I think la..but I think they quite behsyok la cos I tertekan their button when I said, thanks to their parents…memangla, the scholarship came from the embassy, came from Italian government, which came from the taxpayers’ money which came from their parents…&lt;br /&gt;But the 2 Italian girls I live with are super nice…One is Milena, the other Dora…but Milena likes to pinch my cheeks…painful la most of the time…but she means well, but now my cheeks also puffier adi cos she does it every single day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they are starting yoga lessons also adi with me. Me no expert, but just sharing some postures together…Cos they both are about my height but probably 20kgs heavier than I am…that’s why I can afford to continue eating…cos everytime I eat with them, I feel that I am very thin…which is not true la…if I go back to Malaysia now, I will be considered obese…lol…so I tengah menipu myself…I don’t know…but they never take supper wan…and one don’t even take breakfast…me…breakfast must have cappuccino, bread or cake with yoghurt…then lunch…lately eat with them, so pasta…after pasta we have the “dolce” session of cakes or chocolates…and another cup of espresso… Dora likes coffee a lot…and now so do I…(I’ve turned into my dad…2 cups of coffee a day…without coffee my eyes kenot open wan…and I feel like a zombie)…Then dinner…pasta again… I stupidly placed croissants in my room..I have finished 18 of them in 1 week. Aihsssss…But this is normal habit for me la, before going to bed I have to eat something…now I have been enlightened with the existence of Creamy Hot Chocolate…teruks. My clothes feel tighter adi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first came here (the 1st week), I think I lost weight…coz everything seems so expensive. Now I’ve stopped converting..so everything feels so cheap now…which in actual fact, no…but I paling expert in consoling myself. Hehz…so…now I eat without guilt. But on Saturday I bought coconut milk..IMAGINE…200ml is 2Euro!!!!!!! I can like, buy probably a litre in Malaysia with RM10?? I’m not very sure, but I don’t think santan is that expensive in Malaysia, right?&lt;br /&gt;Sekian saja for today…here are pix of Crepes, Classic Lasagna, Olive Chicken, Fish Biscuits, Penne with Broccoli, Pork Steak (ini my creation..haha) Zucchine Risotto, Tagliatelle, Pastina con Verdure, Gnocchi with Spinach, Trouta al Cartoccio, and Bruschetta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142373924995657330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R11h1t2Y7nI/AAAAAAAAAoM/0tXM-xdmytA/s400/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R11h192Y7oI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fBKNU2EZt4w/s1600-h/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142373929290624642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R11h192Y7oI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fBKNU2EZt4w/s400/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R11h2N2Y7pI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2eor4BimdaI/s1600-h/collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142373933585591954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R11h2N2Y7pI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2eor4BimdaI/s400/collage14.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/15221294-7486773575178299830?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7486773575178299830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7486773575178299830&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7486773575178299830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7486773575178299830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/12/kepokaian.html' title='kepokaian'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R11h1t2Y7nI/AAAAAAAAAoM/0tXM-xdmytA/s72-c/collage12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6994051093850890348</id><published>2007-12-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:31:38.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>Trip to Assisi and etc</title><content type='html'>I think I haven’t been updating regularly huh. Haha sorry la lately been super the busy with &lt;s&gt;studying &lt;/s&gt; going around…and especially cooking…Some other posts I will start featuring some authentic Italian cuisine that I have learnt from my Italian housemates hehe. And now WHO SAYS I CANT COOK no more??? Hehe I sumore dipuji that I make good pizza…Pizza is my own creation sumore wan…and to be dipuji-ed by Italians that I make good pizza…means its good la…no? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok..For the last 2 weeks that I have disappeared, basically just experimenting with cooking…and now my new hobby is apparently shopping for food…chocolates…arghhhhh…I think when I come back impossible for you guys to recognize me adi. Haha. Everyday now I go to our house’s nearby supermarket (I don’t actually know if there is a market here or not though) to look and source for anything on offer. Needless to say, been spending a lot la..naturally. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 mains supermarkets I frequent are – Hurra, Todis, Coop and Emisfero. But Hurra is the one closest to my home, I have almost memorized how much every item costs there. I don’t actually have anything else to do here so the only thing I do is buy and buy and cook and cook and eat and eat…oh of course after that I wash and wash and wash. -_-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, last week on 24th November (Saturday) I went to Assisi, nearby Perugia. It is one of the heritage places of Italy (I forgot the term, but nvm la…)…just about 20 mins away from our train station in Perugia. But waiting for the train takes a long time ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, as later you guys might see in the collages…our camwhoring…pre-trip to present the beautiful railway station of Perugia. Hah~ Btw, I went with Lili, and another 2 friends from China (their Italian names are Pietro and Luisa) as is my name Crystal. Haha =P&lt;br /&gt;The main highlight of Assisi is the Basilica di San Francesco. It is one of the great Xtian shrines yada yada…which is really really really beautiful…and we also visited Basilica di Santa Chiara…and 3 other basilicas..also forgot the name adi la…but overall it was a good trip lo…&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime, I do go online almost everyday now…but just for about 20mins to check my email..so don’t have the time to actually write something then post it…hehee~ aiya so u all email me  ma…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Heng…or Pana…or Lin…and Joe if you read this..guess wat…I actually dreamt of Uncle Paolo..neh itu aku punya lecturer punya suami last night le…scary hor. I also dreamt of laksa…again…yea…this is my 3rd time dreaming of my oh so dear Penang Laksa…going crazy adi the withdrawal..no amount of pasta nor lasagna nor cheese can compensate for it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dreamt of Lin on Saturday…maybe cos I texted her and received her reply…I dreamt that as usual,she looked super hot…but this time super super the hot…like Victoria’s Secret model hot…like lost weight a bit lo…then I asked her wat la she makan to lose weight since apparently I have been gaining weight steadily with my excessive intake of bread, pasta, potatoes, chocs and cheese. She replied, “Only Milo, bread, and water”…wah…mampus I if makan like tat…which is actually not true la. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my housemate cooked a great brunch for us. With me as the cleaning assistant (she cook, I wash)…Classic lasagna and with tomato chicken…ya with olive. I’d think it’d taste better without olive…but to me still very tasty la. Since I am a glutton..basically I eat anything and everything tasty in sight. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BTW…I AM GOING PARIS FOR CHRISTMAS!!! =) =) Me and Khong Wui…&lt;br /&gt;Until then..keep blogging you guys…I lazy put comment nia in ur blogs…but I do read…miss Msia!! But I am really starting to have fun here I guess. I have lovely housemates that can cook sumore…hehehehe….oh here are the pix of my trip to Assisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in these few weeks before Xmas I will go Florence/Pisa to find my senior Yeow and KWui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139769019608292466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QgsRFPXHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DqTaGGew7aY/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139769058262998146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QguhFPXII/AAAAAAAAAn8/RXReALkx-LE/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139769075442867346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QgvhFPXJI/AAAAAAAAAoE/7jMq-XrjrHQ/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139769002428423266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QgrRFPXGI/AAAAAAAAAns/y2RZ0LD7qDU/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfqxFPXCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/QIiNsF9MsI0/s1600-R/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767894326860834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfqxFPXCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/wPwfCrjz0GE/s400/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfrxFPXDI/AAAAAAAAAnU/9CBUitctpv4/s1600-R/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767911506730034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfrxFPXDI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Y9Y2GlYavPw/s400/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfthFPXEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/EujRKWhLXus/s1600-R/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767941571501122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfthFPXEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/S9lQmKzYxXA/s400/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfvxFPXFI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Lk0IuVxe-vk/s1600-R/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767980226206802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QfvxFPXFI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ZYLqoqPBQOg/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe7hFPW-I/AAAAAAAAAms/be54Vt2Ee6I/s1600-R/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767082578041826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe7hFPW-I/AAAAAAAAAms/LPgq1cJAYuY/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe8xFPW_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/8T-fiIQ-7DU/s1600-R/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767104052878322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe8xFPW_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/hLbxwfIIXfM/s400/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe-hFPXAI/AAAAAAAAAm8/deDmNGpcZ38/s1600-R/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767134117649410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe-hFPXAI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Paji8d3nqRQ/s400/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe_xFPXBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/bUMQ2HMFXUg/s1600-R/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139767155592485906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1Qe_xFPXBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/mtT0mHoKiTU/s400/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6994051093850890348?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6994051093850890348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6994051093850890348&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6994051093850890348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6994051093850890348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/12/trip-to-assisi-and-etc.html' title='Trip to Assisi and etc'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/R1QgsRFPXHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DqTaGGew7aY/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-7651368881156159018</id><published>2007-11-16T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T21:18:07.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>Of my trip to Rome</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, as I left a short blog post, I went to Rome for a weekend trip =) heehee. Pardon the short post previously, was hurrying out ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up a bit late but managed to catch the 8.23am train! Reached Rome at about noon and met up with my supersmart coursemate Khongwui (KW) who is studying in Florence (Pisa) at the moment under the Erasmus Mundus project. We went to check in at my hostel…I did my booking online previously so had to pay a 10% charge lo..total is 11€…stil considered cheap la I guess..if not is 9.50€ nia…but it was more like an apartment with lots of beds. Haha. KW wanted to stay in cheap hostel so he stayed with me also…15€ though cos his room less ppl…9 pax/room…mine classic…11pax/room. Hehe. But I just go back to wash up and sleep only nia so it was perfect for me. At 1st paid for dinner wan, but couldn’t make it back in time, so had to eat a pricey dinner outside…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poli (my other coursemate) reached from Switzerland at about 1.30pm, she was with 2 other friends (but they were here to party and watch football only, so we travelled separately). After checking in at her hostel, we started the journey after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all to clarify ---- THE WHOLE TRIP IN ROME WAS ON FOOT!!! We did not board any bus at all…actually there is the ticket for whole day boarding on bus (4€) but…demi menjimatkan RM40 (2 days ma) and also to exercise, we walked lo…end up the money I used to eat so many times of gelato (Italian ice cream)…very the delicious le…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We 1st went to the Basilca Santa Maria degli Angeli then headed to the Repubblica. After bercamwhore (we have 3 cameras so the pit stop for each location is pretty long) we went to the San Carlo Quattro Fontane. Passed a few more locations then stopped at the infamous Fontana di Trevi. Here it was jampacked with people le…cos free ma…don’t have to pay entrance fee hehe. Anyway it is said that if you throw a coin over your shoulders, it will ensure your return to Rome. Haha. Since I study in Perugia, I think don’t have to throw la the coin…cos will go Rome every month or so kua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun sets at about 5.00pm so when we passed Castel Sant’ Angelo it was already pretty dark. Upon reaching Musei Vaticani (Vatican Museum) lagilah gelap. But the place was thronged with people le…the queue to masuk also dunno how many lines of queue. The Vatican Museum and Basilica S. Pietro was quite breathtaking. But the distance we walked is lagi the breathtaking (literally translated…cos very memenatkan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Indian mutton curry for dinner. Hehe. Heavenly! 1 month without spicy food is very…aihsssss. Except for my instant noodles and pepper and tomyum cubes and chilli powder…&lt;br /&gt;That night, when others throng the clubs, we walked to San Giovanni Laterano. The hostel was okla..After breakfast the next day, we started the journey at about 8.30am…we visited Santa Maria Maggiore…then walked to Colosseo and Arco di Constantino. My camera battery kaputed at Circa Massimo…sigh. Forgot to charge le. So that’s why the pix I have berakhir kat situ sahaja. After crossing Ponte Palantino, then finally reached the flea market at Porta Portese. KW and Poli did not buy anything at all, but I spent about 50€ there. Hehe. So many many things I wanted to buy la. We spent 3 hours there I think. Bought a pair of boots, 4 pcs of clothes, 2 pairs of bathroom slippers, espresso maker, (ah the day before bought curry powder at an Indian shop also..yes!!) and etc etc…Or I think that’s all kut…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a good trip la..visited few more locations. KW left for 4pm train to Pisa so it was quite a rush for us le. Then me and Poli just hung out nearby Roma Termini lo (the train station)…And then I left at 6.14pm. Ahhhhh good trip. Spent almost 100€ in total le. Haha. RM500…melayang…must thank the Minister of Foreign Affairs Italy lo for the stipend. Mwahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Tentatively going Berlin, Germany in February. But now planning some other trips in Italy le. Budgeting at the moment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was depressed the 1st three weeks in Italy…but I think I am having fun now! Hehe. Last week watched a good Italian movie, Il Postino at the university. I don’t understand half of what is said…but it’s still good. Now my housemate even borrowed me a tv to be put in the living room. Hahaha. Now missing is broadband nia. Lol…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133422168197757794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2UQ5GK-2I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ON3qlH0mrK4/s400/R3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2URpGK-3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/W7uWuPtpiPc/s1600-h/R2+San+Carlo+Quattro+Fontane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133422181082659698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2URpGK-3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/W7uWuPtpiPc/s400/R2+San+Carlo+Quattro+Fontane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2USJGK-4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/RaDYx9E7beU/s1600-h/R1+Basilica+Santa+Maria+degli+Angeli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133422189672594306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2USJGK-4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/RaDYx9E7beU/s400/R1+Basilica+Santa+Maria+degli+Angeli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2S65GK-xI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2Zi4DWQDet4/s1600-h/R4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133420690729007890" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2K-JGK-nI/AAAAAAAAAkg/AM3_DGQwUb8/s400/R12+Circo+Massimo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-7651368881156159018?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/7651368881156159018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=7651368881156159018&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7651368881156159018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/7651368881156159018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/11/of-my-trip-to-rome.html' title='Of my trip to Rome'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rz2UQ5GK-2I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ON3qlH0mrK4/s72-c/R3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3376819709666844716</id><published>2007-11-14T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:19:46.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>of Olive Harvesting</title><content type='html'>Last week while sipping a cup of cappuccino with Lili in my kitchen, we saw a few elderly men and women harvesting olives =) it was quite a lovely sight la from my kitchen balcony. After the help of my housemate, Dora, she helped us ask so that we could go over to help. Hehe Berjaya! We climbed over the pagar cos the other side is private property le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvesting olive is somewhat like plucking mangoesteen I guess…it was pretty fun but cold lo outside…And the few old people (Lala, Maria, forgot the rest of the names adi Haha)…and espresso+brandy is  really lovely!! (I think it’s called caffe corretto) esp on a cold day.hehe. Also ate some Perugina cake, and with red wine. Ahhhhhhhh~ *slurp slurp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669431873524242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rzrnp3xT0hI/AAAAAAAAAjA/IC3APdC4A7k/s400/olive1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RzrnqXxT0iI/AAAAAAAAAjI/XxhjOTm-pms/s1600-h/olive2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669440463458850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RzrnqXxT0iI/AAAAAAAAAjI/XxhjOTm-pms/s400/olive2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RzrnqnxT0jI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VSzgc2u3E-s/s1600-h/olive3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132669444758426162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RzrnqnxT0jI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VSzgc2u3E-s/s400/olive3.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/15221294-3376819709666844716?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3376819709666844716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3376819709666844716&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3376819709666844716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3376819709666844716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/11/of-olive-harvesting.html' title='of Olive Harvesting'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rzrnp3xT0hI/AAAAAAAAAjA/IC3APdC4A7k/s72-c/olive1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8240728654780605943</id><published>2007-11-11T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:05:49.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>Kat Rome skrg</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Rome! heehe now its 8am in the morning and in one of the Rome's hostels. With KhongWui...Poli is in another hostel..hahaa okla my hostel about 11Euro..so..anyway had a 6.50Euro dinner last night..Indian curry mutton rice...so exp wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles, gtg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8240728654780605943?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8240728654780605943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8240728654780605943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8240728654780605943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8240728654780605943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/11/kat-rome-skrg.html' title='Kat Rome skrg'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-9013489248889338949</id><published>2007-11-04T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:49:25.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><title type='text'>i seriously think i will get fat</title><content type='html'>Everyday Potato, pasta, Chocolates, cheese, Fried food...aihsssssssss...i think i gained 1 kg adi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-9013489248889338949?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/9013489248889338949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=9013489248889338949&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/9013489248889338949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/9013489248889338949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-seriously-think-i-will-get-fat.html' title='i seriously think i will get fat'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-6396998578374049537</id><published>2007-10-30T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:04:13.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post in italia</title><content type='html'>Oh dear I think I am now obsessed with shopping!!! For the 1st week here, initially I kept converting from RM to Euro, I memang tak sanggup want to spend wan, even eat also must think twice. But now…I keep buying and buying and buying everyday! Arrrrghhhhh, groceries, meaningless things, food and CLOTHES! Aihhhhsssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on Sunday I went for a stroll at the center of Perugia, there was this night market going on…I purposely did not bring out my wallet so that I wouldn’t spend. But unfortunately Lili brought hers! Bought a super nice top, but 35Euro! X4.88 = will bring to RM170.80. It’s just a simple top that would probably cost RM80-90 in Malaysia…aiya…but itu Lili told me kenot convert wan (she pulak tak sanggup to even spend 5Euro, say cannot simply spend, when we have the same amount of scholarship disbursement every mth)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I kandas and bought it on impulse…erm…not really impulsive la…I tried it 3 times before I bought and asked Lili whether it looked nice about oh,10 times? And I love European sizes!!! In Malaysia I usually have to opt for size L or XL cos of the broad shoulders…but now…yesterday test XS also can fit worrr…hahaha bwaahhaahaha muahahahaha. But I took the M size wan la, cos the top is longer. Don’t want short wan, can cover my big butt.hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also now I am so very obsessed with cooking! Hehe but my new housemate is a bad influence la…Wang Rui @ Claudia (Chinese national) is sooooo good in cooking…and she kept teaching me new recipes and when she makes the dishes, I get to eat a good portion of it…with what I am having also of course! Arrrggggghhhh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummilicious dumplings…Deep fried sorta potato pancakes…Chicken stew…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, being creative…have many types of pasta everyday, fusili, spaghettini, spaghetti, penne, farfala pasta, sfoglia, etc etc…tried with different pasta sauce…but tomato paste is basically very cheap here, so I have meatball pasta, mushroom pasta, fried egg pasta, broccoli pasta, tuna pasta…  -_-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think 2 weeks of that can be a bit scary la…I’m having severe laksa withdrawal symptom at the mo…or tomyam…or mee bandung…yikes!&lt;br /&gt;But I do think if I fry potato and rice together it do tastes good. With egg, tuna and tomato paste. Hehe. But last night I successfully cooked stir-fried vegetable with carrot and meat. Even tastes kind of like grandma’s cooking! The most basic dish la other than fried egg. Hehee. Am proud! Comforted to know that I won’t have to eat pasta and mashed potato for 9 months. Hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, there are 3 best buy items that I absolutely love at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;1)      My comforter – 25.90€ it’s a comforter meant for queen size bed, since my bed is single one, so I can wrap myself up into a ball every night. For the 1st 2 nights in the new room (previously I stayed in hostel ma) I almost froze to death! Then my housemate brought me to shop for blanket/comforter…I wore 7 layers of clothes but still cold like hantu. Now..2 layers to bed is more than enough!!! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)      Wintercoat -  15€ Cheap right??? Just amount to about, RM75! It’s really comfy and nice too!! Hehe much nicer than the white one I bought in Malaysia…but I took M la..a bit regret..cos a bit big…should’ve tried on S and see wan…(European size is different than in Malaysia…me trying S in Msia is impossible!) but still love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)      Dictionary – 6.2€ hahaha. Yeap. I carry this pocket dictionary everywhere I go…even to shop for groceries! Ahhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Am struggling to speak Chinese/Mandarin here..Now I sooooo realize that the Mandarin we use in Msia is absolutely tak boleh pakai outside of Msia (Spore maybe laaa)…cos my Chinese housemates don’t really understand what I’m saying half of the time. I am slowly being purely di-Cinakan by them now…heee heee…and most of my classmates are Chinese also…they also don’t know what I am talking about most of the time. Hehz…oh…There is a Brazilian, a Dutch, a Palestine, an Iranian, a French, an English and the rest are Chinese in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/s: Goes without saying my Italian lagi the struggle la.hahaha. more like sign language most of the time =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/s/s: am proudly utilizing my RM4.2k Toshiba lappie to the max!!! to watch Naruto to sleep every (EVERY!!!) single day to sleep. So my likelihood of speaking Japanese is higher than speaking Italian anytime soon -_-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rycca-VkS3I/AAAAAAAAAis/eA8dvtMAnZE/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127097950520232818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rycca-VkS3I/AAAAAAAAAis/eA8dvtMAnZE/s400/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;outside my uni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127096833828735794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RycbZ-VkSzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uWe4HMyKx0k/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I terpijak tahi anjing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127096838123703106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RycbaOVkS0I/AAAAAAAAAiU/FsWE2IEsoR4/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random pix..bottom right is a hospital&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127096846713637714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RycbauVkS1I/AAAAAAAAAic/UoCqPQMFNTs/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random pix also&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127096825238801186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RycbZeVkSyI/AAAAAAAAAiE/f_iEHNDVusE/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pix of my food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rycba-VkS2I/AAAAAAAAAik/OJWxZSY_Bak/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127096851008605026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rycba-VkS2I/AAAAAAAAAik/OJWxZSY_Bak/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;More food I cook hehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-6396998578374049537?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/6396998578374049537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=6396998578374049537&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6396998578374049537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/6396998578374049537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/2nd-post-in-italia.html' title='2nd post in italia'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rycca-VkS3I/AAAAAAAAAis/eA8dvtMAnZE/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3423475931007824403</id><published>2007-10-25T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:36:27.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italia'/><title type='text'>I'm alive le</title><content type='html'>S&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;orry I typed this on my laptop before posting it online..! I’m ok!!! Hehee it’s pretty lengthy so just andaikan that it’s a composition la k. It may sound quite incoherent cos I typed it on a very cold morning at 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st day (15th October 2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like there was this miscommunication, I said that I will be leaving on the 15th of Oct..but is actuali Sunday nite kinda 15th…as in midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TIP#1: if you are traveling alone…never ever bring too many luggages!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My check in luggage was 30kgs n handcarry abt 15kgs..aihs 45kgs is abt the weight of a healthy girl already…really mentensionkan lugging them around. When I reached Rome airport..(Fiumicino) it was nightmare...!i had to stop every 50-100metres to catch my breath…even now my back still aching…and God knows what I brought..now I open the luggage bag I realised that I probably could’ve kept it light…upon reaching Roma Termini train station,this is the nightmare part. Dahlah kena jalan jauh giler to buy ticket, my whole semester of Italian macam flushed into the toilet bowl adi..CANNOT PAKAI AT ALL!!! Worst part is ppl in ita don’t speak English. Got also not very fluent. Super the rare case.i reached the train station at abt 2pm+ but since I walked like kura-kura tempang, and I’ve to be super careful with my luggage esp myRM4.2k Toshiba laptop .. passport.. money.. camera which I so-cleverly (or stupidly) divided into 5 bags..so cant leave any behind. *tsk. Then searching high and low for the vending machine to buy ticket wan…tak jumpa…at last found, but not sure if I should go to counter purchase or use vending machine ma, so I went to a corner trying to figure out…want to make international call 2 lili but  cant reach her…and don’t know who else to call. Use public phone call the directory but like cat and dog talk, then finally figured out how 2 use the vending machine…lili specifically said, board ONLY Eurostar! Then I saw Eurostar to Perugia is €18 but at 8pm…another is Regionale at 6.14pm for just €10.50…€7.50 is RM35 adi u know… so I lagi tension cos not sure which I should take. N earlier trains…got…transit 3times wan..giler…impossible with my luggage. So I wait lo. Waited in hunger n thirst lo...luckily on plane ate adi…if not sure pengsan..want to buy McD..but luggage cant leave behind…aihs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw at last I went to the counter to purchase my ticket…Regionale…cheaper but more stops lo. 3pm+ sat by the sidewalk to wait lo. Called my parents to announce arrival in Rome. There was a lady sitting beside be that kept eyeing my luggages which made me very the tension. Remember never talk to strangers? I’m glad I did…turns out she is a Malaysian who lives in Japan…very nice…even helped me look at my luggages when I when to check on my train departure etc…even carried my luggage bag for me..I felt a little dubious la..but she said she was waiting for her tourmates and she still had a few hours more to wait…about my mom’s age wan..sumore sent me off and wished me good luck when my train departed. Haha. It was about 3 hours journey to Perugia..very the cold at night lo…can’t contact Lili sumore..upon reaching Perugia I really am doubtful what I should do..cos it was about 9pm already at that time…lugged my things naik the bus..and the bus driver didn’t even tell me when I reached the university…thus took another round of journey..sesampainya 10pm+ malam buta university memang not open wan le..and couldn’t call lili..and I have no idea where the hostel is. I went to ask a girl at Romcaffe…she recommended I stay at a hotel for the night..45€ I memang tak sanggup la..I contemplated waiting at the bus stop till morning for Lili…then the girl’s bf came..after they discussed, and they do not know where the hostel is..they actually let me put up with them for the night…Chinese couple…Paolo and Viola..I know I know..complete strangers and yet…??? But after 40hours without much sleep, 12 hours without food and water…30 hours without bathing…and berjam-jam lamanya with the stupid luggage bags..memang desperate adi…I slept on their couch..get to bathe, even get to eat home cooked dinner. Which reminds me that I need to go find them to thank them again..maybe I will buy chocolates for them at the Euro Chocolate fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my luggages with Viola, and went to search and enrol properly at the Universita’ per Stranieri di Perugia. Finally found Lili at the class..so happy..apparently she bought a Italian Sim Card and changed it…that’s why I couldn’t contact her. A bit frust with her la…but she helped me apply for Permesso di Sioggiorno (permit to stay), buy simcard, look for room etc…the days after were not very eventful adi, just loads of me walking and walking and dog+cat talking when asking Italians questions. Finally I found a room, Lili accompanied me to look for it..found one, but it was 280€ which was over my budget…then looked sumore..cos Lili’s was just 170€/month, so I could estimate how much I was willing to spend for a room. At last!!! After the 3rd day, found a room, 180€/mth…plus electricity+water should cost about 210€..ahhhhhh =) I’m now living with 2 Chineses, 2 Italians and a Moroccan. Nope!!! Not guys…its all females…although if they were males it’d be dreamy. Haha just joking la..how also living with girls will be much more convenient right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week there was an annual Euro Chocolate Festival in Perugia…about 10mins away from my university..I went on Friday and Sunday to have a look…and bought almost 30€ worth of chocs (wahhhh also RM100++ adi…very tasty..hehehe this festival is really packed with visitors from everywhere! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sekian sahajalah my update for the moment..all is well =) my Ita no is: +393282041465… so anything can sms me here la! My 012 no is still in use…so u can still text me as per normal…but the cost of calling and texting using my 012 and this Wind prepaid is really exorbitant..So anyways…just because I tak contact u guys don’t mean u all can’t contact me laaaaa.  And this Ita number..so far I’ve spent 15€ in 1 week just on calling to find room and texting someone (oi this someone better appreciate it!) and also text few other ppl… Time to tidur adi… btw..classes are not bad, but I’m more than a week behind so kinda lost in space at the moment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: yes!!! Super miss Malaysia..didn’t realise the kebaikans of Malaysia till now..and dirt cheap also the things…everything here is so bloody expensive lo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23rd October 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm since I don’t have broadband here (apparently that it is super duper the expensive to be online in Italia..uh-huh) suddenly I so appreciate our more-often-than-not lagging Streamyx. Anyways, today is my 8th day here…approximately 262 days more to go…As much as I love Italy, haha I think I am ready to go back adi la…9 months is just TOO long…I think 3 months will be just nice lo. Right now I am attending classes from Tuesday to Friday, on Mondays I don’t have class, at least not for the A2 level I enrolled in la…And till now I have not travelled to anywhere except nearby my university. 1st of all, it is TOO COLD (molto freddo) to go anywhere at all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my routine is… lights off by 12am (yes!!! Even I myself am so surprised that I am so disciplined)…never off the lights past 1am, the latest also at 12.45am like that. Then I wake up at 8am or 9am, if it is not too cold then I wake up at 9.30am. Wake up, have breakfast (biscuits, noodles or bread with milk)…then sit down, watch anime, take a bath, watch anime, then make lunch or go out to university and buy lunch on the way, go for lessons till late in the evening, after classes shop for things to cook for dinner, then cook dinner, watch anime then sleep. YEAP for exactly 1 week I have been doing that. On last weekend I visited Euro Chocolate lo…Other than that did not do anything productive at all le. Just watch lots of anime. Haha don’t know how my Italian will improve la that way. So far only 1 good thing came out of this trip…I don’t take supper here…Why ah? Nothing to do also, no MSN to play, no meaning to stay up late..I take dinner at 8pm++ …and a very big portion sumore…no point also la if I don’t go to bed…so I ma go to bed lo…at that time even hungry also I don’t eat adi..coz too cold to crawl out of the bed. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihssssss bilalah baru I dapat turun bukit?... and it is sooooo difficult to not speak English at all…I am positively sure that by the end of 9 months my English will be super the cacat…I am here just one week and I am already speaking Italian-style English. On the scale of 1 to 10, its about 1.5. As in, compared to normal English that we speak la back in Malaysia. =P Okla time to tidur adi…I also don’t revise everyday wan…by night time it is too cold ma, I only wrap myself in my comforter and watch Naruto and One Piece old episodes. =P&lt;br /&gt;Ciao ciao..I leave you with a few random pix me and Lili took when we went Euro Chocolate and also at some locations. Miss being online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266662364564194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa3-VkSuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/DnIxtsn7Qfs/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa4OVkSvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8uGzMjNVyxc/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266666659531506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa4OVkSvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8uGzMjNVyxc/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa4eVkSwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/eeOzsDQ0QRQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266670954498818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa4eVkSwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/eeOzsDQ0QRQ/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa4-VkSxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/byh0dsVbwy8/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125266679544433426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa4-VkSxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/byh0dsVbwy8/s400/collage3.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/15221294-3423475931007824403?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3423475931007824403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3423475931007824403&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3423475931007824403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3423475931007824403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-alive-le.html' title='I&apos;m alive le'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RyCa3-VkSuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/DnIxtsn7Qfs/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8712273310341196479</id><published>2007-10-12T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:30:22.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Insomniac Part II</title><content type='html'>Just now I dengan semangatnya switched off the lights at 12am. Ingatkan since the day before I couldn't sleep (I ended up falling asleep at 8am and woke up at 12pm) and had a not so nice sleep of 4 hours as in between I woke up 3-4times due to the ongoing activities at the kopitiam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waheyyy surprise...its 3am adi...Now going thru therapy to fall asleep by watching naruto for the entah berapa kali adi--the Chuunin Exam matches--naruto vs neji--shikamaru vs temari-- gaara vs sasuke...aihs..Still awake..even cooked a packet of Cintan Mee at 2.30am...even talked on the phone more than 1 hour..calling a few close friends. pekchek. nampaknya tak jadi I want to get my breakfast of Hokkien Mee and Banzhangkuih and Taufufah later...set my alarm clock 9am d..arrgggghhhhhh kesedihan melimpah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps thinking of the same things (undisclosed!!!) haha. LL House peeps and Buyong would know. haha. So just now I looked like hantu yang tak tidur berapa bulan adi... And I just went for hair perm n facial ma..Met up with KZ for a drink..he damn surprised to see a  obaasan with auntie curls and lots of post-facial zits that has had too much to eat lately (me!) hahah but he was courteous enough to say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You look more chan than the last week I saw you, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; healthier"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihssssss...but KZ thanks for the lovely gift I made you give. Haha indirectly la. *hugz! I still want the Naruto collection k hahaaa dunno you read this or not la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...time to post some pix again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eye on Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Abang Ken was nice enough to let me extort him to go on Eye On Malaysia..which now he fondly refers to as Black Eye on Malaysia. Allow me to explain:&lt;br /&gt;1) damn mahal&lt;br /&gt;2) What...10mins???&lt;br /&gt;3) No view at all&lt;br /&gt;4) Can't even get a private gondola on a not busy night. cis memotong stimkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did get on the same gondola with a nice elderly couple...but seems that too nice to chat with us the whole ride. haha 'nuf said. The ride, courtesy of kenkor..to me it was like being on a cable car to genting. just that more cacat. luckily the company was great la of cos. hee heee. i have to say this ma. =P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw530X9-Z-I/AAAAAAAAAgk/qCwZXSWFy2c/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw530X9-Z-I/AAAAAAAAAgk/qCwZXSWFy2c/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120161568037693410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;black eye on malaysia&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw5-nH9-aBI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jgFIG0DgQwY/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw5-nH9-aBI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jgFIG0DgQwY/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120169036985821202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;future prominent photographer, ken&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw542H9-aAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/C0YMG0iv4kQ/s1600-h/infront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw542H9-aAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/C0YMG0iv4kQ/s400/infront.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120162697614092290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and kenkor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My last day of work and LL House outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but now..time to attempt to sleep. 4am adi..haiiihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssssssssssssssssssssssss..also nid to reply an important email also~ bonne nuit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8712273310341196479?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8712273310341196479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8712273310341196479&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8712273310341196479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8712273310341196479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/insomniac-part-ii.html' title='Insomniac Part II'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw530X9-Z-I/AAAAAAAAAgk/qCwZXSWFy2c/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-443495258642397675</id><published>2007-10-11T04:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T05:47:07.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Insomniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Blerrrrgggghhhhhh I can't sleep. It's almost 5am on a dark Thursday morning. At least as I peer out the window it's dark la. in another hour or so the stupid ayam jantans near my house is going to start berkokok...wait..doesn't matter...my aunt's alarm clockS usually start ringing from 5.30am and snooze to 7am I also tak pernah wake up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried Naruto 2 eps, One piece 2 eps, listen to songs, even finished the current novel i'm reading (J.D Robb- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seduction in Death&lt;/span&gt;), a suspense thriller about 2 murderers-psychopaths-rapists which reminds me of a certain someone that I know sure terasa if he reads this. Hah =P...but to no avail..mata still tak boleh tutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things running in my mind now. So thought can be a bit productive by blogging. But now kepala suddenly so sakit. Mata pun sakit. Typing in the dark ma. My Xiaoyi is sleeping. Thought I would reply an email also. And the same time organise my hard disk files. Can also clear some disk space by burn out the animes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Before I proceed must recommend this song...my latest jiwang song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewa 19 - Dewi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (source: Buyong hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewi aku mohon beri aku kesempatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuk bisa menebus dosaku kepadamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maafkanlah aku yang menyakitimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku tidak pernah menyangka bisa begini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh dewi, dengarkanlah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewi kaulah hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku cinta padamu sampai mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewi belahlah dadaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar kau tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar kau mengerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wou wou wou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semua terjadi begitu saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak ada yang serius antara dia dan aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tidak ada cinta dan tak ada hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hanya karena aku lelaki dan dia wanita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh dewi, dengarkanlah…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewi kaulah hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku cinta padamu sampai mati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dewi belahlah dadaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar kau tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar kau mengerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Remember the fire during CNY that I promised to post? I think I never did right? Jeng jeng here they are. took me 1 hour to locate these pix ehee~ but after the fire our house upgraded d...no more papan on upper floor..now concrete adi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1DGH9-Z7I/AAAAAAAAAgM/GgZimRz13TY/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1DGH9-Z7I/AAAAAAAAAgM/GgZimRz13TY/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119822123887388594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and xiaoyi's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1ElH9-Z8I/AAAAAAAAAgU/8p9ByFjrauo/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1ElH9-Z8I/AAAAAAAAAgU/8p9ByFjrauo/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119823755974961090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the other side of the house..the flattened one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1E6H9-Z9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/RtQauVl0qEY/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1E6H9-Z9I/AAAAAAAAAgc/RtQauVl0qEY/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119824116752213970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Time to sleep lo..6am liao..good time flies fast..Xiaoyi's alarm clock dah snooze twice..no mood to blog d..managed to reply the email d though..the biological clock inside me says it's time to sleep..in 3hours Dad's surely giving wake up call..cannot sleep in till 2-3pm like yesterday. today big mission..must bring Dad's car to town for service..and I intend to continue my eating spree and shopping spree today..goooooooood night~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-443495258642397675?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/443495258642397675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=443495258642397675&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/443495258642397675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/443495258642397675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/insomniac.html' title='Insomniac'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rw1DGH9-Z7I/AAAAAAAAAgM/GgZimRz13TY/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-8004686338504731089</id><published>2007-10-10T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:40:58.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Hepi besday HP Ch'ng!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RwyBeH9-Z5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ukb1NJt0jCw/s1600-h/959685786l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RwyBeH9-Z5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ukb1NJt0jCw/s400/959685786l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119609230948460434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the hottest pao around..sorry pic a bit outdated...and we both look kinda chan... HAPPY BIRTHDAY HP Ch'ng!!!!!! muaaaaaahhhhssss cant wait for u to get back to malaysia soon..ehehe stay hot, sexy and uphold HPC standard forever@!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-8004686338504731089?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/8004686338504731089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=8004686338504731089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8004686338504731089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/8004686338504731089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/hepi-besday-hp-chng.html' title='Hepi besday HP Ch&apos;ng!'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RwyBeH9-Z5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ukb1NJt0jCw/s72-c/959685786l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-4611068089996815894</id><published>2007-10-09T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:24:25.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What do I look for in a guy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Lately I have been putting on weight, and I look horrible. But...fortunately, my charm is still kind of working.(hahahahha perasan) Not particularly dating anyone, just hang out with some male friends. I kinda realised that there are many types of guys in the world. Some are very nice, but some are not so. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yes (/) characteristics&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sensitive &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a) Knows when you feel cold...increase the air cond temperature because you are sniffling away...be it in the car or in a room&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b) Giving you a jacket inside a cinema cos you are cold-intolerant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c) A glass of water to quench your thirst&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Gentlemanly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a) Holds the door open for you (my favourite!!!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b) In a busy lane fill with people (say when everyone exits the cinema, if he goes out 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, then he will make sure that you have space to go down the lane~ 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; fave!!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c) Pressing the elevator button for you (for going up or down) (3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; fave!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d) Helps you carry your packages&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e) Lets you order whatever you want (and pay for it! =P )&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;f) Pours your drink for you (let’s say, wine)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;g) Accompanies you to the toilet and waits outside for you (in a club)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;h) Smokes but does not do it when he is with you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Romantic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a) Tells you that you smell really good! (Top fave!!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b) Tells you that you look very nice tonight (you did make the effort to dress up for the occasion)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c) Gives you a stalk of rose on your first date (sweet~ 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; fave)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d) Stares into your eyes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e) Texts to say that you have amazing eyes and smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;f) Cuddles up to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;g) Makes you laugh (most most most important)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;h) Sends a bouquet of flowers to you in the office on your birthday&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;i) Sends you flowers (haha I love flowers, period)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sweet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a) Laughs genuinely at your jokes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b) Teases you mercilessly but in a nice way&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c) Entertains your perasan antics (+++ bonus points)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d) Ruffles your hair/ Pats your head&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e) Kisses your forehead&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;f)Teman u berlari dalam hujan.haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra bonus points characteristics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 36pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a) Plays guitar and goreng those jiwang jiwang songs and serenade a song to you--&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;preferably Dewa's Pupus (I swear I will die..hahaha) (+++++ bonus points)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b) Dedicates a song to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c) A sincere smile and genuine laughter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 54pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d) Can cook (+++ bonus points) since I can barely boil an egg.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Out (x) characteristics&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a) Refer to &lt;a href="http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-date-auditor.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; post (Super negative all points)&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b) Support MU (ahahaa. means zewt tarak hope adi..lol just joking ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Malas type adi...and the list goes on...but one thing for sure for the (/) characteristics...as the song goes by Dewa--Pupus...pupus means extinct..means tak wujud adi..sighhhh&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&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/15221294-4611068089996815894?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/4611068089996815894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=4611068089996815894&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4611068089996815894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/4611068089996815894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-do-i-look-for-in-guy.html' title='What do I look for in a guy?'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3403522023583294796</id><published>2007-10-09T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:33:27.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaint'/><title type='text'>CAKAP TAK SERUPA BIKIN</title><content type='html'>I was chatting wit Abang Buyong in MSN just now..talking abt a particular someone..a promise someone made..then a promise someone didn't menunaikan. After describing a few examples to him, he said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cakap tak serupa bikin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How true. Sometimes I wish you won't make a promise if you never had an intention to fulfill it. Then I wouldn't have harboured hope. And...you sounded so sincere. They were just small promises...but these small gestures would've melted my heart. maklumlah I so jiwang wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now...I've decided to hate you. Ahaha. At least boycott you for 3 days lah. Hmmphh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3403522023583294796?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3403522023583294796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3403522023583294796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3403522023583294796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3403522023583294796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/cakap-tak-serupa-bikin.html' title='CAKAP TAK SERUPA BIKIN'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-884899263566432039</id><published>2007-10-08T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:26:34.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>what a joke</title><content type='html'>i HOPE no more joke adi. yalor..u all see that since I didn't update for a week..ingatkan i frozen 2 death kat Perugia adi rite? no worrr...still hot and bersweating here in KL..oops..now in Penang. just came back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry la friends.. I know that Liwei also asked Loke when I'm actually going Italy..phaiseh yahs kawan-kawan..not I want to 'wan yeh'..it's the ppl in Rome &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanyeh &lt;/span&gt;one..I also cheated wat..make me quit my job on 3rd Oct..last day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of the post --&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;0055hours 15th oct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time no playplay d..I think. THINK nia la. *crosses fingers. I even collected my Visa and flight booking details adi at the embassy on Fri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chisin..remember the standby thingy on previous posts? Yeap..since Wed..standby..tot Thurs..standby..no news..suddenly Friday morning received a call lo from the embassy.tada~ tunda 10days. previously when I bising wanna leave later, the fella say kenot..now pulak beria-ia let us go so late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lili will be leaving on 9th Oct..cos she's departing from Changi Airport..she's from JB ma..easier to go there..then me dibuang till 15th lo..cos quote "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It all depends on  the quotation given to us by the agency, we will just accept the booking that gives the best price quotation" &lt;/span&gt;unquote. Yalo. quote here and there..end up? rugi 1 weeks' pay at the company. cis. can get a few hundreds more u noe..enuf to eat few more times there in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tunggu tunggu..also monday morning adi..roughly 6-7days more..so i just goyang kaki and lepak at home be a good daughter/granddaughter/niece till end of the week then go KL lah.depends got tickets or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best thing is dad took leave since tuesday and followed me to KL so can send me off. Hahz. tues, wed, thurs, fri..4 days' leave for nth..except kakacaucau at my aunt's..curi my laptop..chauffer him to lunch and dinner..hahaha~ ingatkan have to drive my SLK back after I leave ma.and also transport my trash I kept thruout the months. end up? me the one drove back the car. now my SLK safely in Pg adi lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3.20am adi...my nasi kandar also digested liao..can sleep d..i think I will go for a buatan Malaysia facial when I wake up la..RM80..sap sap..only 18euro nia...bwahahha. (heart shatter..am so convinced I will be sooooooo stingy in Italy and hence lose weight..so now im concentrating on eating as much as I can here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these few days I will update la~&lt;br /&gt;1)company farewell-trips&lt;br /&gt;2)eye on msia&lt;br /&gt;3)misc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHAISEHHHHHHHHHH for the false updates rgd departure..all also pekchek adi~ just now I appear by my doorstep in Penang house kena sindiran by my li'l cousin "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wah italy so near oni ahhh 1 week ord come back'...-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm missing my colleagues adi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Liv damn cilaka...just now managed a 2-2 draw nia against tottenham&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-884899263566432039?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/884899263566432039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=884899263566432039&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/884899263566432039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/884899263566432039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-joke.html' title='what a joke'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1405695132916304351</id><published>2007-10-03T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:56:52.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>false alarm~</title><content type='html'>10.40am on 3rd Oct now. hehehehe. where am I?? supposed to be in Rome adi rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..I'm still here in KL..at office sumore. Haha. Sorryyyyyyy for those 'wolf crying' texts..saying I'll depart yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday morning kan I said I received call that I'll be departing early this morning at 12.55am? Monday night I received call that the visa can't be issued on time..since the ministry of foreign affairs kat rome are the ones in charge buying our flight tickets for us, maka..yea..change again lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now don't know when only leaving...I reckon tonite..tmr nite..or Fri nite..good also la..cos I'm still not done packing yet...I think many items not bought yet..sambal paste..chili paste..kicap..lee kum kee..belacan..prawn paste..pickled lettuce..shampoo..etc etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways today is my last day working here. back to work..now i dare not announce when Im leaving adi..hehe..phaiseh..will only update when I finally get my flight booking AND Visa. me and lili expecting a call anytime..so we basically on call lah..the moment get the details can belah d..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~ phaiseh ya muax~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1405695132916304351?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1405695132916304351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1405695132916304351&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1405695132916304351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1405695132916304351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/false-alarm.html' title='false alarm~'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-3303934267039895645</id><published>2007-10-01T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T14:23:34.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frenz'/><title type='text'>leaving</title><content type='html'>sorry change of plans. leaving on 3rd Oct 0055 hours. cant change ady the flight day or time or watsoever. all is not done yet. cham. my boss in the company will kill me. sposed to work till wed. tmr will get in a few hours oni to hand over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP heng: soli cant catch u online b4 i leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP pao: soli didnt inform u yet..u have to get the news here..phaiseh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP loh and HP lin: i kinda enjoyed myself at QE2 on sat nite. hahaha muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP loke: luckily visit u last nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buyong: change of plans d...sorryyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LL housemates: ting, rinrin, sanrong, pana...thanks so much for dinner and bday celebration on sat. love ya loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice: chica..so sorry..was supposed to come find u ytd but in a rush..didn't get my stuffs yet. will keep in touch online???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: i will leave in 34 hours..so many things, so little time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: my bro, the hairstylist chopped off most of my hair last nite, so now short hair adi..boo hoo...no more curly hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-3303934267039895645?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/3303934267039895645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=3303934267039895645&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3303934267039895645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/3303934267039895645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/10/leaving.html' title='leaving'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-1659564927717021709</id><published>2007-09-28T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:58:05.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>ketensionan</title><content type='html'>Everything's a mess now. I am in extremely happy one moment, and extremely depressed the next. It's not even PMS. Yesterday I went to make my visa at the Italian Embassy. All the agreements etc has been signed..yep yep definitely going Italy adi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to Perugia...which my uni is on top of the hills...and super ulu kind wan...and as I will be studying in a university for foreigners (universita per stranieri di perugia) of perugia...nampaknya I will be seeing more foreigners than italian themselves. ho ho ho. -_-" hancurkan my dream only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the happy part is im going Italy..that's the only happy part..sad ones aplenty lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) My work here in office tak habis habis lagi, so cant leave yet. I'll be probably working till 1 day b4 I fly..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;b) I'm going to miss all my colleagues...all very nice..except one or two meanies..but otherwise all were super nice&lt;br /&gt;c) I'm going to miss my family and friends..and especially just when I was just getting to know a few people that I got reacquainted with and acquainted..so..&lt;br /&gt;d) masalah ekonomi persendirian (me!)&lt;br /&gt;e) masalah deprived of penang food&lt;br /&gt;f) masalah what also havent prepared yet&lt;br /&gt;g) masalah petronas&lt;br /&gt;h) masalah cinta lima segi=&lt;br /&gt;i) masalah horizontal expansion cos I worry I won't get to eat in italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah..anyway conclusion is I will probably fly to Rome on 5th Oct (tentatively)..I hope can be pushed till 6th/7th Oct lo..I want to be excited over this..but I don't have the time to be..sighhh yalo next week still working...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-1659564927717021709?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/1659564927717021709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=1659564927717021709&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1659564927717021709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/1659564927717021709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/09/ketensionan_28.html' title='ketensionan'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-5276691518102714917</id><published>2007-09-28T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:41:14.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frenz'/><title type='text'>belated birthday</title><content type='html'>I love flowers! =) I received this from CK as a belated birthday gift on 16th Sept 2007..how sweet...and of course, a birthday celebration is not complete without a meal and movie right? hehe. Poor CK treated me to Kiku Zakura's again, which was yummilicious...then we watched 881:Papaya sister or sth like that. Ermmm..the movie was not good..but the company is good la..haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RvyuW39-Z3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/RoPc-qohkRg/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RvyuW39-Z3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/RoPc-qohkRg/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115154984790288242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course..I am also a sucker for flowers without the 'enhancements'..but I think I posted this b4 awhile back..cos it was from Mr.C last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rvyvk39-Z4I/AAAAAAAAAew/Z4CzaCqTqD4/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Rvyvk39-Z4I/AAAAAAAAAew/Z4CzaCqTqD4/s400/Image029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115156324820084610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...just to give a special mention to CK lah for the sweet belated celebration =) *hugz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-5276691518102714917?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/5276691518102714917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=5276691518102714917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5276691518102714917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/5276691518102714917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/09/belated-birthday.html' title='belated birthday'/><author><name>H.C. Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04314789401387435820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/Sixhy4FNBEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uEyNg-24lqc/S220/tattoo123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RvyuW39-Z3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/RoPc-qohkRg/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221294.post-2429557800672045645</id><published>2007-09-26T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:24:55.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>panasonic lumix FX-12</title><content type='html'>At times of economic doldrom/kemelesetan ekonomi...many things happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this phenomenon happens to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeng jeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presenting...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RvnbeX9-Z2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/cPlw12Rfnvg/s1600-h/panasonic_fx12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3Jg3GxejJJA/RvnbeX9-Z2I/AAAAAAAAAeg/cPlw12Rfnvg/s400/panasonic_fx12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114360166732425058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PANASONIC LUMIX FX-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am a proud new owner of this sweet thing. There was black color as well...but due to my "tidak tahu memelihara harta benda" nature..I opted for the normal silver color...easier to maintain. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leica lens...sweet&lt;br /&gt;7.2MP...sweet&lt;br /&gt;2GB memory card...sweet&lt;br /&gt;Price..RM795 (+casing + minitripod + memory card+ screen protector)...even sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The emptiness of my pocket..not so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...but I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to get it after I jalan jalan in Low Yat on Saturday...but gaji still haven't masukked at that time, so I didn't buy it (so can't accuse me of impulsive purchasing disorder)...but thank God, our salary masuk adi yesterday morning =) =) so I went to get it after work yesterday with my colleague Guztyne. He's the techie kinda guy, so bringing him along will ensure that I was not ripped off or the parts that I got was original etc. My coursemate Vibrate/Chong bought the exact model after I told him the shop name...but he didn't buy it from the guy I bought from..with exact same specs he paid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM823&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;so I untung RM28 lo..I went to survey few shops adi on Saturday..a shop said RM950 cheapest..another offered RM930..so mine is a really good buy. heheheeeeeee~ last night I even smiled in my sleep...this morning also woke up with a sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampaknya my hutang bertambah d..~ hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read more of the specs, click &lt;a href="http://www.dpreview.com/news/0701/07013103panasonicfx10fx12.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should give a name to my laptop and camera. hehe. but don't know why I'm not THAT excited abt my laptop..oh well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15221294-2429557800672045645?l=hooiching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/feeds/2429557800672045645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15221294&amp;postID=2429557800672045645&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2429557800672045645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15221294/posts/default/2429557800672045645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooiching.blogspot.com/2007/09/panasonic-lumix-fx-12.html' title='panasonic lumix FX-12'/><author><name>H.C. 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