<?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-3219302305273383332</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:30:17.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::My Life My Style::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-6627804592408707066</id><published>2010-05-04T20:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:10:37.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is morning , May 4th 2010 , a morning I will never forget ... oh ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;May the fourth be with you =) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway , time to be serious . In human nature , they will forget 50% of their dreams the moment they open their eyes and 90% during the entire day . There are numerous plots that can happen in one night it's always faces of which only you encounter in your life , like the one sitting beside you in the train could be the murderer in you dreams you're running away from. So?? and dreams are always related to the dream even if you are not aware but your brain is... like sitting on a school chair waiting for the bell to ring it's session over but in reality it's your alarm ringing. Why am I bringing this topic out if you ask?? I slept at 3am last night watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;''The Love Guru''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and alot of philosophies that can be taken out from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;-asic   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;-nstructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;-efore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-eaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;-arth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Intimacy&lt;/span&gt;-Into-me-I-see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I woke up this morning at 8.30am .... God knows why .. like human nature do , I've forgotten what I dream about an I was very sleepy so I knocked out again and there was where the whole thing began. Exactly 3 hours at 11.30am , I woke up again realizing that I have dreamed the most mysterious dream I have ever did .... ignoring the many times where I always needed to run from some murderer .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I even ran straight to the kitchen looking at the nasi lemak my mum bought but grabbed a paper or two and the nearest pen I could reach scribbling but words that made up my dream ... 30 mins of silence and the sound of a ball point pen crossing it's way on a blank paper and voila the draft of what I did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AURRZl9FI/AAAAAAAAARw/H0ndfqRkxAA/s1600/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AURRZl9FI/AAAAAAAAARw/H0ndfqRkxAA/s200/IMG_0514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467392234588861522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AUR8Iku5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Hm1t98fXZ_M/s1600/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AUR8Iku5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Hm1t98fXZ_M/s200/IMG_0515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467392246060202898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AUSY8ndpI/AAAAAAAAASA/03qganUJnx4/s1600/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AUSY8ndpI/AAAAAAAAASA/03qganUJnx4/s200/IMG_0516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467392253794678418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Here how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, this is a very personal one and there's a reason why I remembered it so please, no critics and on harsh feelings , believe all you want but this is what I saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a dream is a different way of interpretion between the reality-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;out with me at the Telok Gadong ktm station where I always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;go in order I can travel to my college and the train arrives , still pitch dark , I was in casual not like the black and white I'd always wear and a bag pack , the train also seemed different unlike the usual one , but heck I'll still get on rather than waiting for another 30mins . I boarded it and waited to reach at my destination but oddly it seemed like i stopped at Klang station because of it's familiar settings , when i got out of the station , I remember looking at a field like the one in Taman Rakyat where it's filled wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h orange sands but strangely, I see the Sogo building  , a bus terminal and a morning market there . Of course , nothing struck to me that it's not like that in the reality . I went on the bus to get to the market and believe it or not , i met Nick and Sunny there with Sunny beside me and Nick at the back , but they were together because I already took the 1 of the 2 seats and Nick just took the one behind ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to reality: I have never ever met Sunny in my life though I know him by playing DotA together so it's freaky that he is beside me but that blur vision of his face like the one i always see in his Msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When the bus reached the market , the both of them were also getting down with me behind them and when I pull my face up to view the front , they were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I saw Cecilia Ah Yee and Audrey there at the market just across from where I was standing , at a fruit stall .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Their conversation was seemly odd when I look back on what I wrote down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah Yee was looking at these green and black grapes , but they looked so much smaller , like fresh currants and Ah Yee said to Audrey , ''No matter how ripe and sweet they are , I wont eat it (showing it to Audrey) without cream'' . And she also mentioned that her one was quality over quantity unlike some shop which i think is censored(more like blurish, haha like in tv) when she said it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then they spotted me and said hi and me doing the same . Somehow i remembered looking at the white radish near to me in the market comparing to the one that I  used the other day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;which is in fact true in reality that i did a radish kim chi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I headed over to Sogo , a shopping centre in KL , next to the Bank Negara building , observing the interior and walking higher and higher until a shop caught my eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Pavil BookStore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;'' &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I think it's the shortform of Pavilion as I wanted to go so much in reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I found an escalator that leads down to it so i hurried to it but the weirdest thing was , the escalator goes half way down and then up again . So that was when it strucked me , maybe I should use the lift down as alot of people are using it . I stepped into the lift and waited , the numbers were weird i was in 14a where it felt as if i went to the 3rd floor only and it increases to 56b and the door starts to open slightly , I wanted to walk out , the whole lift accelerated side ways like the one in Harry Potter :Order of Phoenix and I was out of Sogo and across the sky , a glimpse  in the high speed room I was in are familiar faces that I meet in school , Naavin Kumar was the most obvious of all. Finally the lift did the classic ''DING'' sound to indicate that I arrived somewhere  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-Am0Z6EwMI/AAAAAAAAASI/kSAYw98UqEU/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-Am0Z6EwMI/AAAAAAAAASI/kSAYw98UqEU/s200/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467412629377302722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is the exact picture that I experienced from side view of the escalator that I encounter in Sogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All ''passengers'' got out and the surroundings were just too norm until i realized I was in KL station Ktm , it's old grey castle like colour of the walls except , the view from where I was , a sky high tower looking down on the Padang Merdeka and looking beside the ''tower'' it was a bus station/terminal of what I can make of and I see alot of people crossing to it , and the fact that they were sort of floating to it , it gave me chills and the Dark Cloud scene from Harry Potter made it worse , also knowing that i was bending on this very very steep hill(so steep that I need to walk sideways and using my hang to grip the hill) of grass and the disappeared lift. I know this is very weird to see in my dreams but I saw this young couple , boy and girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;N**k and R*C**l , where he was holding her hand helping her cross the steep hill , i asked where was Sunny and he replied ''He went with his dad edi , u didn't know?? in his brand new car'' and I nodded , continued my way up until I came into this horde of firebirds like the one I always play in HEREOS 3:Might and Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then it said , I'll fly you to that side , with it's head pointing a tunnel like slide , I hop on it and it burst into flames and soar into the sky and a few seconds later i reached to that erie castle like terminal and things started fading away , the terminal doesn't seem to be one and more like a brick wall covered with moss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;          I reached my way into the brick slide and positioned myself to go in , finding that there are clothes and a boot there , sliding my way , the pitch black hole suddenly filled with a sun ray and both my feet bumped into a child standing up , no doubt that tanned skin and language assured me I was in Malaysia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; '' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oi , ade org datang ni !'' i got up and see this village of some sort gathered around. The mountain borders and kampung village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but then a group of 'not-in-the-group''  tat i see and I noticed there was Kishen and Andrew Tan there .... again God knows what reason. After a chat , I found out that I was in a place called ''Luak'' , ok from what i understand , Luak is the best coffee in the world that is made up from a civet cat's dung... and they claim it's in Perak which I never heard in all of my Geography history . It's like an episode right out from LOST... so i stared into the mountains ,  thinking if my life will be like this?? Always trying to get out but never succeed .... the burning scorch of the Sun was making me humid and dizzy until:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I open my eyes and noticed the ceiling fan was off and it's 11.30am , freakin' hot weather that morning. and so it end and wrote this dream down , something which will never be forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &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/3219302305273383332-6627804592408707066?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/6627804592408707066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=6627804592408707066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/6627804592408707066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/6627804592408707066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2010/05/dream.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/S-AURRZl9FI/AAAAAAAAARw/H0ndfqRkxAA/s72-c/IMG_0514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-591358989530511336</id><published>2010-04-15T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:18:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey Guys .... call me a sucker and I know why cause I've been very very(x infinitely) sry for being inactive in my blog , yeah you must wondering , and me,myself and I too , creating a blog that it's last post was 7th Dec 2009!&lt;br /&gt;to hell with that ... so ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason that I was inspired to blog about this new post was because of the people around me really expressing themselves , you might not realize , but I may be quiet around you guys but that doesn't mean I'm not listening  , it's just I don't wanna criticize .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WikiHow says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Listening to the world around you is not often a skill that is consciously practiced. Nevertheless, it is a skill that is definitely worth cultivating. Active and engaged listening can help you to better understand other people, the interactions of society and the world around around you. The more you listen, the more you learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I remembered that how I always commented on people in 1st sem , and that actually create quite a conflict between me and Nigel , but now that he is happy with his love , better not say anything more .&lt;br /&gt;Lucas too , sry for backing out at a last minute of the competition , I know u might and may not forgive me but hey , it's not my power to tell u to do that . I know sometimes that I'm just idling in front of u all saying nothing while eating my ''roti canai'' or drinking ''ais kosong''  and eaves dropping on your conversation , I know almost everything in college , well almost all  and I can't seem the reason why , I'm not asking for it and yet it's happening to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today , I went for an interview for my Purchasing assignment at Mandarin Oriental (bravo to them) , the Materials Manager , Mr.Lee , said "If u wanna achieve in life , you need a Goal , no goal and you're not accomplishing something and hence no motivation of any sort to achieve it'' . He is right , I wanna be a pastry Chef and I'm on my way trying to walk that path !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting &lt;a href="http://silver-santuary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nick's post&lt;/a&gt; to Win Shean , *wipes tears* vise versa . That's what true friends are  and I wanna try to be that  even after I know there are some incidents and happenings (which I really don't ).And XXX with YYY and made ZZZ unhappy so conflicts happen , it does in life . Jealousy , anger , hatred but only time and apology can tell . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;S***** too , you're not good in English , but please try finding other solutions to your problems and not by ''extracting'' through others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.perfectapology.com/timing-and-forgiveness.html"&gt;The prefect Apology:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The important point here is that timing and forgiveness   are closely related. A simple   error in judgment can, over time, quickly become a more serious problem in   the absence of an apology. Anyone can make a mistake, but if your mistake is   compounded by the impression that you're also inconsiderate (for failing to   realize you owe an apology) then the problem can get worse. Now the simple   apology that would almost certainly have been sufficient if delivered   quickly, will now make things worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's amazing how you guys can handle this with a smile on your face everytime talking to me , playing DotA like nothing was happening , being counseled by Pn. Bad but show to emotion in front of them , thinking of leaving the other. This song  ''SMile'' was writen by the legend Charlie Chaplin because that was the only thing he speak so others too be affected by it.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smile tho' your heart is aching,&lt;br /&gt;Smile Even though it's breaking,&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;If you Smile through your fear and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through- For you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness,&lt;br /&gt;Hide ev'ry trace of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Altho' a tear may be ever so near,&lt;br /&gt;That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Oooh  Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile tho' your heart is aching,&lt;br /&gt;Smile Even though it's breaking,&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the time (thats the time) you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/3219302305273383332-591358989530511336?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/591358989530511336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=591358989530511336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/591358989530511336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/591358989530511336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2010/04/real-emotion.html' title='Real Emotion'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-4854595410268058873</id><published>2009-12-07T14:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:15:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW COMP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOT!!! MY NEW CPU HERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sry no pics will be uploaded soon .... I ''Promise''...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:55%;"&gt;It's about 3-4 years ago when i had my last ..... which was for my Christmas present and now I'm having a new one this year for my Christmas present again ...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my former CPU was having problem when it keeps restarting itself &lt;s&gt;and also I was trying to ruin it by playing too much games , hehe XD , Viva la DotA!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIME TO GET HIGH RESOLUTION GAMES AND PLAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3219302305273383332-4854595410268058873?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/4854595410268058873/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-5635795725531727246</id><published>2009-12-03T20:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:17:48.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the KTM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SICK~~~&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just so you know that's y i'm lazy to put any pics &lt;s&gt;because I don't have any that suits this post =p&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days i experienced this magical force sucking me into a vortex and i swore it was in the dark during the wee hours of the morning(6.40am) &lt;s&gt;of course, I was too lazy to switch on the bathroom lights and i was feeling dizzy but we can skip that part of =p&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I , who thought it was gonna be ok later .... thought so very WRONG! *slaps head silly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;|||quite note|||-this has happen to me once during 1st sem and that self consious mind was correct about that time *slaps head silly again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because it takes around 1 hour , 26 mins and 32 sec to reach my college station, I always sleep/slept in the train and i will definitely will get a sit(and a comfortable one) , so in the car i was thinking in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's gonna be alright , just a headache and plenty of time to sleep in the train"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and Damn was I so wrong again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As my mom was driving me to my train station , i saw a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEGION &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of people there are again in my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN!!!!!!....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i knew it , the train b4 delayed (in case this happens , it's either youre late for class or fake an excuse the next day) well , that day i was blur so don't blame for my dim-witted-ness i walked slowly across to the other platform and when i entered the train , I found out i was the only one standing and I was sufficating and was gonna faint .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I even sat down on the floor cause i couldn't bare to stand and I heard that voice of the train lady said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Stesen Teluk Pulai~~~~~Teluk Pulai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to be ''cool''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Stesen Klang~~~~Klang"...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she said Klang like the way you would say Flung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tha'ts it , I couldnt handle anymore and i just walk out the train on the bench and laid down there without bothering who was looking me &lt;s&gt;because there wasn't anyone loking at me when they all went board the train ..... snap i wished i could drew some attention&lt;/s&gt;.So the train left and there i was at Klang thinking what would I do motionless there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tried to call my mom and all the respond i could get was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nombor yang anda panggil tidak dapat dihubungi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but my scream must have reached God's ear or maybe the Train Operator's ears and boy was I glad a godsend came to me like a beaming light ...... unfortunately it was too bright that it came from the head lights of the train =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND IT WAS EMPTY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I limbed into the train and sat in the most comfortable sit in the Komuter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;KTM TIPS FOR A COMFORTABLE JOURNEY TO YOUR DESTINATION :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before going on , in case you are ....like me.... very far journey to your stop ...18 stops for me.....&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;want to be relaxed&lt;/span&gt; and sleep off instead of watching those damn boring scene everyday , looking at the same regular person stop after stop , here's a solution to a stress free &lt;s&gt;unless the air-con is out and that is a real pain in the A**&lt;/s&gt; .There are also 4 kinds of trains ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ''Fruit Juice Train'' , it's got wall paper Ads of the F&amp;amp;N juices on it , it's obvious they took a very old train &lt;s&gt;cause i can smell the old-ness in it&lt;/s&gt; . Rank out of 4 ...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ''Mak Dara Train'' a.k.a the "Train of the Damsel'' where this old hag is smiling at you and i seriously don't see the ''Dara'' in it . But its the most comfortable train there is among the Komuters and any seat can be used as a sleeping seat .... lol ..... Rank out of 4 ... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The ''Crab Train'' ... why?? because it's the only train thats designed in a way when u are sitted , you will be facing another person opposite you and this sucks when he/she or yourself wanna sleep and people would be watching you .....                                     Rank out of 4...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NONE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The ''ANTRABANLA Train'' ..... haha.... it's actually Antara Bandar (between the cities) but i love so twist my tongue in it lol .... this doesn't follow the Port Klang - Sentul track but it's the best so far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First , it takes quite some effort but rush or bump in but in a ''cool'' manner for a seat where there isn't a window or as u are sitting and if u can tilt your head sideways , u can rest on a elevated spot or else you would get stiff neck.That's how you can get a seat but it sucks if u need to stand for a hour+ and cramp up standing and pushing with other passengers if youre standing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now untill more KTM stories ..... yes I know it put this blog as ''FOODIES BLOG'' but i said more than just food lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-5635795725531727246?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/5635795725531727246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=5635795725531727246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/5635795725531727246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/5635795725531727246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-at-ktm.html' title='A Day at the KTM'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-6946799437160237074</id><published>2009-11-30T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:59:32.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(^,^)Puppies---!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_7sPAGII/AAAAAAAAARc/tRBWxXyRPBc/s1600/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_7sPAGII/AAAAAAAAARc/tRBWxXyRPBc/s320/IMG_0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878609609365634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About 4 weeks ago on a Wed , my cousin's dog Cocoa/Coco ... somewhere between that name because I never really cared how their names are spelled &lt;s&gt;unless it's my dogs name to be spelled&lt;/s&gt; because they(as in the dogs) can't spell their own name too .... duh~&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few weeks ago the owner realized that her nipples were beg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inning to swell , so they thought &lt;s&gt; actually , only i thought about it &lt;/s&gt; the ''hormones'' developing in the dogs is being too off the chart that swelling and expanding of it .. *winking and reanalyzing those sentence again* .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;              I was having my driving lessons during the morning of the puppies so i guess I had to wait till afternoon to see them . . the moment i went there and this was wat i saw ...... milk sucking creatures that assembles guinea pigs all over this hopeless dog pleading for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;help !!.. well , the pleading thing wasn't necessary but that's the only thing those fury rats can do .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_eRJYBGI/AAAAAAAAARM/rFbfVKyB-HY/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_eRJYBGI/AAAAAAAAARM/rFbfVKyB-HY/s320/IMG_0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878104121803874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i admit that when it comes to dogs ..... my inner feminine side unleashes and that doesn't mean i'm gonna act like a girl but being gentle compared to the other personality i have in DotA .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_d9riaWI/AAAAAAAAARE/hiwpoSm9Fwk/s1600/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_d9riaWI/AAAAAAAAARE/hiwpoSm9Fwk/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878098896382306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This pup is just 2 weeks old and it's so cute .... come on , no one can resist them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_dvnk6mI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZJVPdo6QJ0k/s1600/IMG_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_dvnk6mI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZJVPdo6QJ0k/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878095121672802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_ep4PczI/AAAAAAAAARU/nUL0fKKaNak/s1600/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_ep4PczI/AAAAAAAAARU/nUL0fKKaNak/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878110760825650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A some what happy mother &lt;s&gt;with it's intimidating teeth that resembles a sabertooth dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_8HFBopI/AAAAAAAAARk/0Rjc2mLqsmY/s1600/P1060311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_8HFBopI/AAAAAAAAARk/0Rjc2mLqsmY/s320/P1060311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878616815280786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this has to be one of those ''Picture of the Year'' nothing matches that lol ...... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-6946799437160237074?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/6946799437160237074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=6946799437160237074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/6946799437160237074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/6946799437160237074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/11/puppies.html' title='(^,^)Puppies---!!'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SxO_7sPAGII/AAAAAAAAARc/tRBWxXyRPBc/s72-c/IMG_0929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-8115290066614820912</id><published>2009-11-23T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:16:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gonna R.I.P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the Title says ..... R.I.P , but what?? it's my com , if u guys didn't see me on9 for a long time &lt;s&gt;which is 2 days&lt;/s&gt; , is that my com seems to be always restarting and there is some kind of sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nd it makes with a black screen ..... Beep~~! ..... Beep~~! .This com has been with me since i started 2nd year of DotA and all the memories I have owning with it .... my useless logitech mouse .....another simply yet effective logitech keyboard and..... the mind of a genius DotA player .. add me at Garena [Silver]Kenz =D .The errors of this com not only in black but also comes in blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; screen error whr it's really gets on my nerves when i'm owning in dota 96.75% of the time ( yes i've calculated).Seems that it's motherboard is starting to malfunction and i hope it does so i can a new desktop or laptop but i prefer the former eventhough the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;advantage of a laptop has mobility but who cares?? the reason we go out for a holiday or a trip is to escape from technology and the hectic bustic crap-pic lifestyle we have in the city , so yeah ... i know no internet is like a minute without air but family leisure comes 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;World Update Weekly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media-cdn/jj1/headlines/2009/10/adam-lambert-for-your-entertainment-album-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media-cdn/jj1/headlines/2009/10/adam-lambert-for-your-entertainment-album-cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       A few days ago i was listening to the radio of how A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dam Lambert ''screwed up'' on stage when they said he kissed a male keyboard player and also dragged a female dancer by her ankle like she's some kind of sex tool . Honestly , I don't give a s**t about it .... well yes it's quite inappropriate to do so , but he really rocks his stuff out of his lungs ~~~~literally . ''For Your Entertainment '' is his song and i admit that his album cover is ''girly'' . But his song really is catchy .Ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ys (no offence) are very  open to things and I read about an article that America isn't ready for liking-og-the-same-gender. I remembered when they said Avril Lavigne couldn't perform in Malaysia because the excuse of ''bad in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fluence to teenagers this ''rock'' style '' . . though i didn't attend her concert but in my heart , I wonder why am I living in this type of Government ruling ... *Slaps forehead*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Weekly report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jesharris.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/harry_potter_half_blood_prince_dumbledore_potter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 659px;" src="http://jesharris.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/harry_potter_half_blood_prince_dumbledore_potter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I regreted watching Harry Potter:The Half Blood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rince the movie because( i know this is old news)&lt;br /&gt;1: The ending battle between the Professers at Hogwarts and the Death Eaters was not featured in the   movie..*Pulling hair tightly*&lt;br /&gt;2.It focussed more on Ron and Lavender's love story and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.It didn't even follow the book's story line .&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;s&gt;This is my fault but I still blame them for&lt;/s&gt;I watched it at 12.50am and ended around 3.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately i couldn't even remember how the movie went so I guess i need to read the book again to freshen up ... yeah you heard me ..... Kenneth + reading doesn't come in a sentence often.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://masqline.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/ukadultdeathlyhallows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 548px;" src="http://masqline.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/ukadultdeathlyhallows.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;curren't i'm reading the Deadly Hallows again to find out is this R.A.B again and now at pg. 154&lt;br /&gt;Till then .... need to read till end and try to DotA as much as possible b4 this com goes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-8115290066614820912?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/8115290066614820912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=8115290066614820912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/8115290066614820912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/8115290066614820912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-gonna-rip.html' title='It&apos;s Gonna R.I.P'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-4127575215243170469</id><published>2009-11-20T23:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:56:02.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It M@k3s Me Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1T00QimI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XSYZ6FEzCt8/s1600/PA030514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1T00QimI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XSYZ6FEzCt8/s320/PA030514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406207754904832610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1TWeOe6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/W3u2VlLrc9Y/s1600/PA030523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1TWeOe6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/W3u2VlLrc9Y/s320/PA030523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406207746759359394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1RvmHbpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W6kTu78samg/s1600/P9260456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1RvmHbpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W6kTu78samg/s320/P9260456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406207719143599762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwaweNpCkeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wqPYTE4-NpE/s1600/IMG_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwaweNpCkeI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wqPYTE4-NpE/s320/IMG_0704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406202435809219042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well , as i said this blog is about food and lots more interesting stuff so i'm blogging about a handful of all the things I made at home &lt;s&gt;when my parents were not at home and tell it's a suprise when they try to scold me&lt;/s&gt;^^ i made on a few occasions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orders are not on the list yet so pls don spam on the chat box on the right ty=)&lt;br /&gt;reader discretion is advised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, after each time my techniques of piping the sweet icing is &lt;s&gt;getting bad because me and my cousin was slacking off&lt;/s&gt; much better^^ . But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the credits has to go to my aunty who really dedicated to make cupcakes .Baking usually takes about 3 hours minimum from preparing the cake and waiting for it to cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and then bake so we started about 9.00pm++ and ended up finishing all close to 2.00am . No one felt the tiredness and sleepiness until we laid down on the bed after decorating the cup cakes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwawdkEeacI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_qSe-NDcW4U/s1600/IMG_0712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwawdkEeacI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_qSe-NDcW4U/s320/IMG_0712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406202424650000834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking is a way of making me feel happy (don't laugh) . It really is . This cup cake thing was actually an inspiration from Mrs. Atkinson, the one who makes the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;BEST!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;butter&lt;/span&gt; cake in the world ...... moist and densed cake with soft yet buttery icing  which melts the moment if touches your tongue but firm enough to hold still in your hands....&lt;br /&gt;just the perfect cake~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwawdRNcRKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uz66EQkvvJE/s1600/IMG_0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwawdRNcRKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uz66EQkvvJE/s320/IMG_0394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406202419587335330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my aunty decided to make cupcakes instead as we wanted to make the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"ICING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; part of Mrs.(Perfec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;t Butter Cake)'s icing .&lt;br /&gt;it went well and let our imagination and inner child lead us in the decoration of the cake and the end result as your can see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swawckx1uMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0-AI0deNKaw/s1600/IMG_0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swawckx1uMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0-AI0deNKaw/s320/IMG_0820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406202407660402882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swawc9YMOYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VWswhOnBdWY/s1600/IMG_0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swawc9YMOYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VWswhOnBdWY/s320/IMG_0378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406202414263712130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just love admiring all these cakes that i've done .... well part of it lol ..&lt;br /&gt;(right: a before and after of out 1st cup cake deco)&lt;br /&gt;(above: our 3rd time making cup cakes and we rock-ish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1SUD3DGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/N3f3xsFX0cY/s1600/P9290471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1SUD3DGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/N3f3xsFX0cY/s320/P9290471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406207728932031586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; this pic over here is a Chocolate Indulgence of what Secret Recipe has &lt;s&gt;that I've stole it's name and always peeping into their cake corner to copy the design&lt;/s&gt;. It was the 1st time for me and yet for Ian who has only baked once or twice in his life and to be frank , I'm surprisingly happy with the end product that we're achieved , eventhough that when i was pouring the chocolate str8 from the pot and I"ve ruined the ''mirror-coat'' effect on the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1S4jEt9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/utQ3iE3ehCs/s1600/P9290480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1S4jEt9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/utQ3iE3ehCs/s320/P9290480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406207738726627282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing around other bloggers and i always awed at a particular person's site that he/she always post about her activities and one day about cake decorating it really blew my mind a away about a flower but i ended up with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swd67Dauo7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/d0geyJrLuKE/s1600/IMG_0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swd67Dauo7I/AAAAAAAAAPc/d0geyJrLuKE/s320/IMG_0650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406425032629855154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  --------&gt; this flower is nothing compared to any flower that others made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case youre wondering or in doubt , yes it is a flower made from sugar and mine sucks , just face it . I need maybe another half of my life just to make a perfect flower like the one below . My new Year resolution added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.make-fabulous-cakes.com/images/gerbera-gum-paste-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.make-fabulous-cakes.com/images/gerbera-gum-paste-flower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4415825/Gumpasteflowers2-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 267px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4415825/Gumpasteflowers2-main_Full.jpg" alt="" 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/3219302305273383332-4127575215243170469?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/4127575215243170469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=4127575215243170469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/4127575215243170469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/4127575215243170469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-as-i-said-this-blog-is-about-food.html' title='It M@k3s Me Happy'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swa1T00QimI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XSYZ6FEzCt8/s72-c/PA030514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-7052969623561402332</id><published>2009-11-20T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:05:09.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REBIRTH OF MY BLOG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So good to be back ..... yes swear all you want on me but I was &lt;s&gt;a pro-facebook person and nvr bothered to update my blog&lt;/s&gt; busy with things that i shouldn't mention . If u were wondering what have I've been doin for a very long time , I'm now studying in Legend International College for Hospitality and Tourism a.k.a L.I.C.H.T . B4 u go saying ''OMG Kenneth wtf is/where that place ??!!'' Fyi , it's located just opposite PWTC .... if u do not know whr PWTC is then you may heard of Lincoln College so my College is just beneath it in the Shopping Mall . that's right people my enviroment is in a shopping mall . but if u still don't know whr my College is then i suggest typing ''L.I.C.H.T'' in ''google'' and then u will know =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   To be honest my College &lt;s&gt;sucks&lt;/s&gt; lack in facilities but just enough to conduct the neccessary study enviroment we need . Since there are like almost 90-100 student here it's hard not to notice which are the nerd and the jock though some can really camophalge like me =D except the fact that people can't help noticed that i'm a banana ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;*fast facts*: A banana is usually associated to a chinese who doesn't speak any of the  chinese    dialects ... eg. me =.='' ... why a banana? because the yellow skin represents the yellowish skin tones that the Chinese have but when opened up inside is a white flesh which means that we are ''pure'' and hence, we can't speak the language&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swatub1mLxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/i6qJXKbOKVE/s1600/Picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swatub1mLxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/i6qJXKbOKVE/s400/Picture+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406199415963004690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwatvR9U81I/AAAAAAAAAOE/nBkWyxp0pKA/s1600/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SwatvR9U81I/AAAAAAAAAOE/nBkWyxp0pKA/s400/Picture+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406199430490944338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment u walk into my College , first thing that crosses most minds are '' why are they dressed as waiters??''  according to the Head , it is a way of disciplining and training those ''&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pure hearts&lt;/span&gt;'' to get a taste of what &lt;s&gt;hardcore working life is about that those in Hotel Management field will work till 3am in the morning&lt;/s&gt; Hotel Management is all about .&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately , whether u buy that crap or not , it's a rule to wear the colours of a panda to class or within College area ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now will keep updating with more blogs .... for real this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-7052969623561402332?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/7052969623561402332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=7052969623561402332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/7052969623561402332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/7052969623561402332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-good-to-be-back.html' title='REBIRTH OF MY BLOG!!'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swatub1mLxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/i6qJXKbOKVE/s72-c/Picture+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-4025907970539259445</id><published>2009-01-30T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:02:53.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little too not over you - David Archuleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It never crossed my mind at all&lt;br /&gt;That's what i tell myself&lt;br /&gt;What we had has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;You're better off with someone else&lt;br /&gt;It's for the best, i know it is&lt;br /&gt;But i see you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i try to hide&lt;br /&gt;What i feel inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i turn around&lt;br /&gt;You're with him now&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure it out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;You're so hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not over it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;br /&gt;(eh eh eh oh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Not over you&lt;br /&gt;(eh eh eh oh eh eh eh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to fade&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Shake it off, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think it be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Should be strong&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;But i see you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i try to hide&lt;br /&gt;What i feel inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i turn around&lt;br /&gt;You're with him now&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure it out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;You're so hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not over it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe i regret&lt;br /&gt;Everything i said&lt;br /&gt;No way to take it all back, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;How i let you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll never understand&lt;br /&gt;I'll never understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, oooh, oooh, oooh&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;You're so hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not over it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;You're so hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not over it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;And i really don't know what to do&lt;/p&gt;I'm just a little too not over you&lt;br /&gt;(eh eh eh oh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Not over you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-4025907970539259445?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/4025907970539259445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=4025907970539259445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/4025907970539259445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/4025907970539259445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-too-not-over-you-david-archuleta.html' title='A little too not over you - David Archuleta'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-4775605821138219433</id><published>2009-01-30T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:53:53.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well , I'm back from Johor after celebrating CNY . Really sry to those all cause I didn't blog for  LONG time . T_T .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really great time there but couldn't DotA . Oh well , just let my cousins to entertain me and get lots of ang paus XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day of reunion dinner something real funny happened  . Cause every year there's a 'casino' that will take place in my hse so family friends will come and join the adults to earn the extra ringgit(damn currency) .&lt;br /&gt;                  So , poker was the game of the night .... as usual .... nothing beats that especially with uncle Toffee and uncle Roland and the others laughing over politics in out Malaysia =.=&lt;br /&gt;To those familiar with poker , we always say that we 'sit' on the card as in the closed card ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the secret weapon in poke&lt;/span&gt;r) . Aunty Dorothy and uncle Tommy was 'sitting' on a king when all flip their cards over . the convo came like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''How come I and you are sitting on king one ah tommy?'' aunty Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;"Cause their '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arse&lt;/span&gt;' is so great to sit on royalty ''uncle Roland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that scentence made me choked on my coke and I laugh hard cause I was watching them .&lt;br /&gt;My mom was like "was the joke about''??&lt;br /&gt;haiz , guess that I was dirty minded there along with uncle Roland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good side is that I collected a thick bundle of and paus XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3219302305273383332-4775605821138219433?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/4775605821138219433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=4775605821138219433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/4775605821138219433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/4775605821138219433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-im-back-from-johor-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-2106839681320598882</id><published>2008-12-24T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:03:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shogun - Japanese food Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Venue:Shogun , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1Utama&lt;/span&gt; , New Wing&lt;br /&gt;Date:Tues,23rd Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time:12.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Event:Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIJH4Ln2NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8MtWMGW4DHw/s1600-h/IMG_0063.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/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIJH4Ln2NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8MtWMGW4DHw/s400/IMG_0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283295343803881682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2nmnVVtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TcwHPnWa-lU/s1600-h/IMG_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2nmnVVtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/TcwHPnWa-lU/s400/IMG_0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345366867334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've never tried Shogun , you've never tried Japanese Food. The food served is just awesome to the max. Lucky for me , I come here the least is once a year(it's still quite bad T_T).It's a buffet for I have to say , the price is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;RM43.00&lt;/span&gt; net for adults(weekdays) but the food here will make it worth it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when dad said:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm taking lift from work till next week so we go Shogun tomoro lah"&lt;br /&gt;my mum went *blink*blink*&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand , me and my Big bro went "YAHOO"!!&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum only replied&lt;br /&gt;"Oh , ok lo "&lt;br /&gt;(=_____=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                      The first thing you hear the moment u set foot in the is&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Irashaimasu!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                translation:'Welcome!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIRMLKsJYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dxPRRT_jltA/s1600-h/IMG_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIRMLKsJYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dxPRRT_jltA/s400/IMG_0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283304213712741762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIRMWlmNFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lQVC9JVygu4/s1600-h/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIRMWlmNFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lQVC9JVygu4/s400/IMG_0098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283304216778388562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                     --the place that attracts hungry animals--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIRL1LsxVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KZIg4GeKUfc/s1600-h/IMG_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIRL1LsxVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KZIg4GeKUfc/s400/IMG_0116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283304207811396946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                           &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Sushi bar--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjubNtsU3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/LOxotQqLGS8/s1600-h/IMG_0071.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/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjubNtsU3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/LOxotQqLGS8/s400/IMG_0071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236314024465266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIV1BWS0dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kGMj-HtbGeE/s1600-h/IMG_0100+%2818%29.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/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIV1BWS0dI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kGMj-HtbGeE/s400/IMG_0100+%2818%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283309313498206674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;snow crab legs : super sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2oZYOZNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g4VG6M1xOW0/s1600-h/IMG_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2oZYOZNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g4VG6M1xOW0/s400/IMG_0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345380494173394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=| Some of the Tempuras offered (from left:crab stick,salmon fillet,prawn , soft shelled crab|=&lt;/span&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2pdWAMLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dRZmfgApDEA/s1600-h/IMG_0085+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2pdWAMLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dRZmfgApDEA/s400/IMG_0085+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345398738464946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hot pot is filled with bubbling miso soup(Oishii!) and salmon,cod,veggies etc.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2pBwbKWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_R7E6_ZUvKE/s1600-h/IMG_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2pBwbKWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_R7E6_ZUvKE/s400/IMG_0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345391333091682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2ouzn_8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/PJtOefmayvY/s1600-h/IMG_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVI2ouzn_8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/PJtOefmayvY/s400/IMG_0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283345386246242242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjudvEbM-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/KSgVaLBvk_g/s1600-h/IMG_0090+%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjudvEbM-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/KSgVaLBvk_g/s400/IMG_0090+%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236357337920482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       the prawn is given free to each customer , but i didn't really enjoyed it ,it's cold and the broccoli is raw-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjuc5rUv_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NH_mqUSbe-w/s1600-h/IMG_0097+%2815%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjuc5rUv_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NH_mqUSbe-w/s400/IMG_0097+%2815%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236343005560818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korean glass noodles eaten with unagi(grilled eel) ,and korean style grilled chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjub3KRAmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DSpB-PyXn_A/s1600-h/IMG_0088.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/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVjub3KRAmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DSpB-PyXn_A/s400/IMG_0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285236325150163554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;escargo(snail with cream and cheese baked in it) and something i 4got the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9cOMD8AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/whtypJUzMIo/s1600-h/IMG_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9cOMD8AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/whtypJUzMIo/s400/IMG_0103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252824006127618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9b_8V2zI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NEXiEpbP-gE/s1600-h/IMG_0104+%2822%29.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/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9b_8V2zI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NEXiEpbP-gE/s400/IMG_0104+%2822%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252820182096690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;carviar......a.k.a YUCK!!! the taste is unimaginable&lt;br /&gt;you can even see the young fishies in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9c7IWPvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Arh3YjuS6_M/s1600-h/IMG_0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9c7IWPvI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Arh3YjuS6_M/s400/IMG_0111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252836070145778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9dFebadI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ck29vawnaHI/s1600-h/IMG_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVj9dFebadI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ck29vawnaHI/s400/IMG_0115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252838847113682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;top it all of with sweet red bean on ice cream.....mmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Green-tea ice cream is the house speaciality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-2106839681320598882?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/2106839681320598882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=2106839681320598882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/2106839681320598882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/2106839681320598882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2008/12/shogun-japnese-food-paradise.html' title='Shogun - Japanese food Paradise'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVIJH4Ln2NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8MtWMGW4DHw/s72-c/IMG_0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-1653331258945927398</id><published>2008-12-23T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:35:27.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-| New Baby Boy |-</title><content type='html'>WELCOME NEW BORN TO THE FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1zJVvEoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bbZH2_oXc7M/s1600-h/IMG_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1zJVvEoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bbZH2_oXc7M/s320/IMG_0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282992621934809730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Awww............Please meet my day old nephew borned on the 22nd Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1ysMzDvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9fmv_kV10qs/s1600-h/IMG_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1ysMzDvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9fmv_kV10qs/s320/IMG_0128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282992614112694002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1yRbStJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/89TbJ_FMs_4/s1600-h/IMG_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1yRbStJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/89TbJ_FMs_4/s320/IMG_0133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282992606925730962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first few times opening his eye . Sadly , watever he sees is just like .&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wth !! Where am I??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'Mommy!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1yEVRvWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SYV328cyWsw/s1600-h/IMG_0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1yEVRvWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SYV328cyWsw/s320/IMG_0132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282992603410840930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           Just finished his milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1xoQ2AHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1BX8JeVbUA4/s1600-h/IMG_0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1xoQ2AHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1BX8JeVbUA4/s320/IMG_0129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282992595876053106" 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/3219302305273383332-1653331258945927398?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/1653331258945927398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=1653331258945927398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/1653331258945927398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/1653331258945927398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-baby-boy.html' title='-| New Baby Boy |-'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SVD1zJVvEoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bbZH2_oXc7M/s72-c/IMG_0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-8071272297762832720</id><published>2008-12-22T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:46:59.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spice of My Mum</title><content type='html'>Mummy Knows Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-GLUgAWdI/AAAAAAAAADc/lFzcm25q7bY/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-GLUgAWdI/AAAAAAAAADc/lFzcm25q7bY/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282588416968514002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok now everyone has their secret recipe to offer in each home so my mum's special is Achar , a sourish , sweet and spicy pickled carrots and cucumber with a hint of ground peanuts and sesame seeds in every bite ....Yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the ingredients which could be found in almost every market on the street in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cucumber ,&lt;br /&gt;Be sure that you find the freshest cucumber sold in the market or supermarkets . It should have a bright green colour to indicate that it's fresh , juicy , a tough skin because that's what gives the bite to the Achar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-HceFA6yI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4ZT_Xr6-9ak/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-HceFA6yI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4ZT_Xr6-9ak/s320/IMG_0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282589811109063458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carrots ,&lt;br /&gt;This vegetable provides sweetness and an eye catching colour to the dish with long strips of somewhat like thick orange hair poking out from the dish (But who cares it tastes great)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose carrots that are quite big and fat long coned shape and doesn't look wilted and dry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-MCQ_wJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SG8xIxjFuTI/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-MCQ_wJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SG8xIxjFuTI/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282594858478872530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next ,&lt;br /&gt;Peanuts ,&lt;br /&gt;This ingredient gives bite to the dish and thickens the sauce . The texture will be different all together once peanuts are added&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-MCE04kRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UasZex0M65E/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-MCE04kRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UasZex0M65E/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282594855212060946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;be sure to toast them if bought raw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-fsVfvoxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8BbBbx97Hdk/s1600-h/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-fsVfvoxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8BbBbx97Hdk/s320/IMG_0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616471962231570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-fsAzjwdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S29_Z1QLt2U/s1600-h/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-fsAzjwdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S29_Z1QLt2U/s320/IMG_0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616466408194514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heating process blisters the skin so that it could be removed completely . De-shell it and it will turn into a gold peanut when completely cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-kfGTLc-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/S9fNLa_cL7c/s1600-h/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-kfGTLc-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/S9fNLa_cL7c/s320/IMG_0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282621742102836194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spices ,&lt;br /&gt;Well , I knows what's the spices used in this mixture but seems to be a secret recipe that even I could not get the measurements . As mum said , 'You just have to 'play' with the flavours . So , I can only give the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rempah&lt;/span&gt;' which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Turmeric&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kunyit&lt;/span&gt;)    -Garlic&lt;br /&gt;-Ginger                     -Shallots(Small onions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-20zi3_RI/AAAAAAAAAGM/k958voON4Kg/s1600-h/IMG_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-20zi3_RI/AAAAAAAAAGM/k958voON4Kg/s320/IMG_0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641906234817810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sesame seeds ;&lt;br /&gt;This actually may look tiny and innocent looking ingredient but the flavour is like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Actually , it more like gives a better appearance in the Achar and not really alot of flavour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-kgLE0zvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XAmMwBdWyrY/s1600-h/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-kgLE0zvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XAmMwBdWyrY/s320/IMG_0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282621760564678386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fry the blended spices in some oil till the ~~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AROMA&lt;/span&gt;~~ liberates and fill the air . It's like scented oil being burned . Oh ya , I 4got bout adding dried chillies which have been soaking in hot water in 10 mins and blended .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add vinegar , sugar and salt to taste . My mum added more than a big bottle of vinegar and huge amount of sugar to give it a kick to the taste .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-nYL4HDMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oNafKJy58D8/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-nYL4HDMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oNafKJy58D8/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282624921875713218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leave it aside to cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S . This is very important . DO NOT put this           sauce in any contact to metal . The                      vinegar has the ability to corrode(rust)                it.                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-uKbOJyBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/b9mH0VEp3Wg/s1600-h/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-uKbOJyBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/b9mH0VEp3Wg/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282632382057924626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coarsely grind the toasted peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now resembling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-uKhNmjYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/au1gJzEeowQ/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-uKhNmjYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/au1gJzEeowQ/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282632383666228610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cut the cucumber and carrots into fan-like strips like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_NaGLhTDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dh-8whOwxE8/s1600-h/IMG_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_NaGLhTDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dh-8whOwxE8/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282666736148106290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In goes the sauce........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking Good~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_In2l0PfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bx5iMYRSSr8/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_In2l0PfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bx5iMYRSSr8/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282661474923462130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toss in the toasted sesame seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_InnJFggI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PWo2noDQtW0/s1600-h/IMG_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_InnJFggI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PWo2noDQtW0/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282661470776427010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ground peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_InaaklBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3xfajZeBWX0/s1600-h/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU_InaaklBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3xfajZeBWX0/s320/IMG_0057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282661467360105490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A master piece&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's famous Achar , spicy pickled cucumber and carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm.............&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-uJj6v31I/AAAAAAAAAFs/yutS_WYve34/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-8071272297762832720?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/8071272297762832720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=8071272297762832720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/8071272297762832720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/8071272297762832720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2008/12/spice-of-my-mum.html' title='The Spice of My Mum'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SU-GLUgAWdI/AAAAAAAAADc/lFzcm25q7bY/s72-c/IMG_0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-5275002928329817371</id><published>2008-12-15T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:54:41.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Carols</title><content type='html'>This whole week I'm gonna be singing carols at houses from my church .&lt;br /&gt;    Always know that first impression is the best way to please people ?Well , this was how it went on Day 1. We all met up at the leader's house then only we could start moving to other places. The time to meet was at 7p.m . When i showed up there . . . . . . . . . there was like only  6 people who were present and in my mind were only 3 words which was "." , "." and "." which sums it up "..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      So I gave respect by greeting the house residence and sat on a chair , thank goodness to the 'Mr.Bean -live action series' to entertain me there . The small little children were laughing there along until ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         "Okay all , time to lighten people up this night", said the leader&lt;br /&gt;                      "Okay uncle ~~~~(hey , we did this every year so it was boring)&lt;br /&gt;                                    there was 12 houses to cover that night and 4 songs every house.&lt;br /&gt;          and the 4th song is no other than the famous 'We Wish You a Merry Christmas' song.&lt;br /&gt;After every house , people will be like&lt;br /&gt;"One house down.......Check!"&lt;br /&gt;"We are a house nearer to the final house of the night&lt;br /&gt;(you see ,  when we are singing at the last house of the night , they will be the host to offer food to replenish our energy.That's what everyone is waiting for.....FOOD~!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All didn't mind singing but i was beside the back-up guitarists and they strum those strings as if they were Led Zepplin wanna-be . Never mind that but they could sing like some other wanna-be too . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;                      The 'We Wish You a Merry Christmas' song would always be the loudest.&lt;br /&gt;It was like loud speakers banging into my ear and they sang so loud&lt;br /&gt;WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I wish they could just shut up or just sing softer for heaven's sake....wait , scratch that . . . they could just stay home and crack glasses there would be much better.Oh well, Christmas is all about happiness , so I'm gonna give ALL the happiness to them all right.&lt;br /&gt;There was this Uncle too that was singing very loud , he was better than the                              wanna-be but his pitch was something like Mariah Carrey but not even the right   &lt;br /&gt;                            one . Jeremy , the brace face was poeting a song called&lt;br /&gt;'When a Child is Born' . It was too slang even an ah beng can do better . but the song has a nice message....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  It's all a dream an illusion now,&lt;br /&gt;                  It must come true sometime soon somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's it for day 1 ,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-5275002928329817371?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/5275002928329817371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=5275002928329817371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/5275002928329817371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/5275002928329817371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-carols.html' title='Christmas Carols'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3219302305273383332.post-7906905761284517546</id><published>2008-12-15T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:54:40.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another average boring Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SUYomUQSJlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_dBlp4sOQEE/s1600-h/IMG_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SUYomUQSJlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_dBlp4sOQEE/s320/IMG_2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279952251875632722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;                                                             Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;                    Picture this , imagine you are laying on a lazy chair on a beach paradise .&lt;br /&gt;           Oceans calling to your ear bowing to you by hitting the pearl white sand. Everything&lt;br /&gt;    seems to be perfect getting your tan then your mind bubble is 'pop'-ed by an annoying sibling&lt;br /&gt;saying..."Mommy ! You see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt;....... so bad one. He don't want let me play the Computer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;!!!! You know last time when I was your age&lt;br /&gt;                                I never owned a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; or a PS2...Nevertheless, this Computer!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Well , the little one was me so I got all the attention from mom(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;muaks&lt;/span&gt;)..... :p&lt;br /&gt;           Either way , my Bro still doesn't want me to use it (=.=) Guess Mr.Drama didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;Lucky there's plan B,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember people always say that Dogs are men's best friend? They ain't lying...... True enough . No matter what time of the day or year , I always looks at my pet Labrador, Daisy&lt;br /&gt;as the above picture........her golden eyes never fail to melt my heart to be calm and whoever that doesn't owned a pet in their homes , shame on you. Really , a fish helps my friend to laugh(God knows why).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like there's the end of my blog for now.&lt;br /&gt;More next time ,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3219302305273383332-7906905761284517546?l=kennethho91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/feeds/7906905761284517546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3219302305273383332&amp;postID=7906905761284517546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/7906905761284517546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3219302305273383332/posts/default/7906905761284517546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethho91.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-average-boring-life.html' title='Another average boring Life'/><author><name>Kenneth Ho 케네스</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18404927635503931260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/Swj7ev92ooI/AAAAAAAAAQc/U-6TbUY9Px8/S220/IMG_0486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0QtrWaSx4M/SUYomUQSJlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_dBlp4sOQEE/s72-c/IMG_2682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
